Inconvenient truth

footsteps of the Furies
2 min read2 days ago

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July 4th, 2024

That is another hard-to-swallow pill, another inconvenient truth, and an unpleasant fact that I cannot accept. No matter how hard I attempt to make my peace with it, I just cannot, and in some kind of perverted way, I even find myself willingly wallowing in it. And that fact is that I participate in a tale created and controlled and told by idiots. My life, no matter how private and individual I want to make it, depends on outside forces beyond my control.

That goes to the political aspect where I want to participate in decision-making and discourse about how the way my life is and will be affected by local, national, and global interests. Unfortunately, those professional politicians in positions of power and those who make decisions are either uncouth useful idiots, willingly ignorant, or wholly committed to doing dirty work for those who have money.

That goes to the social aspect and spectrum where I want to be a well-adjusted and well-perceived and positively contributing member of society. But I cannot find a middle ground between the low-brow mass-liked social movements, and those which are interesting from an equality standpoint but are hermetically closed to outsiders and interested only in a very narrow scope of the betterment of society.

That goes to the cultural aspect as well… or does it? Culture is very subjective and easy to pursue only at a level that interests me. I can easily ignore all the popular idiocy and concentrate on those things that are important to me. And here, if there is any pressure to be a part of any particular cultural movement, I can easily exalt myself over the masses. I can’t help doing that with glee and pleasure. So, maybe in the cultural spectrum of my life, I can find the fulfillment I want. Still — there is a need for me to ignore the political and social aspects surrounding my life to regain focus on my experience in life.

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footsteps of the Furies

“for they knew what sort of noise it was; they recognize, by now, the footsteps of the Furies”. Enjoying life on the road to recovery. Observing and writing.