The food was rich and delicious. Not health food by any stretch of the imagination. Enjoy the food, enjoy the beer, do not count calories.
I just spent a week off the grid.
No access to my blog, email, social media, SMS or any of the other trappings of our connected lives. It felt good.
I grew up in a world without computers and it is nice to remember that people can live without them. Naturally, that proposition is becoming more difficult each day in the developed world.
Do take the time to disconnect once in a while. It will refresh you and might even allow you to reconnect with yourself and your fellow travelers on this, our adventure.
Life is not just.
Nobody should ever think that it is. Life is naked and brutal and beautiful and breath taking and surprising.
But not just.
Justice is a concept, even though coined by us humans, which is poorly understood at best. Who is the authority of arbitration when it comes to justice. Who has the wisdom, insight, neutrality and ultimately power to mete out justice?
The answer, unfortunately, is, nobody. At least nobody mortal. We seek out God, the Gods, Fate and Karma to be the ultimate arbiters of justice. We thus recognised long ago that justice is something that cannot be left in human hands.
So, what good is it? Must we wait to be judged by a higher authority? An ultimate power? And whose justice will it be? Who, in the final analysis is just? Justified in having taken the action that was taken?
Not an answer to be found in a blog – that much is certain.
How about this then? Let us treat each other with respect and dignity. Let us treat each other in a way that encourages smiles and hugs and giving way and getting up to offer one’s seat and helping the weak with the heavy loads and the strong to realise the value of humility.
After all, justice will be a long time coming.
It is good to think. For yourself.
Most of us have given up on that. We take what we are being presented with as the truth. Not much of it is. TV, Radio, really any form of mass media or communication only have one product. They only sell one thing. That one thing is you.
The only reason there is content is to make you watch. You will be exposed to hundreds, if not thousands, of different product placements every day. The very fabric of your reality is determined by advertising and the pursuit of your money.
Make no mistake, they know what makes us tick.
Yesterday I was taking an escalator. It was going down. On my left they were advertising sunglasses on a poster. A semi naked young woman was embracing a young man. She had her back to the audience, the young man was facing you. He was wearing the sunglasses, of course.
We are that dumb now?
As you are the product, you might wonder who the customer is. Everybody who wants to sell you something. Everybody.
They spent billions in an attempt to earn trillions. And they are succeeding.
Along the way this particular end has become the only end. We are, for better or for worse, a total consumer society. All our culture, our once noble pursuits, our science our art. They are all geared to sell more things no one really needs.
One of the greatest achievements recently, was the extremely high altitude jump from the edge of space. Sponsored by Redbull. Wow.
A softdrink company has a better space program than most nations.
I do not mean to be too negative but it is hard to see your way past the inevitable. We are becoming creatively barren. No art for art’s sake anymore. It is all driven by the mindless need to consume and make you consume more and more. Without end.
We live on a planet with finite resources. Unlimited growth is a dangerous fallacy. We will consume ourselves to death. The need for greater and greater profits and more and more stuff will, eventually, be the end of us.
Think for yourself. Do you really need that thing that you feel you must have? Really?
How about just sitting down and writing down your thoughts. You could start blogging…
Sure, everyone has a fetish. People come in all varieties of crazy. Who are we to judge?
if there are people starving and your fetish will eventually kill you, should you pursue it?
We are living in an age where psychiatrists are trying to have grief and sadness classified as mental disorders. (Look it up if you do not believe me.)
‘What’s wrong with him?’
‘He is sad, his friend died.”
“Ooh, better lock him up and medicate him into happy land.”
Unlikely? Not really.
So, then, normal emotional expressions are becoming fast unacceptable, while unnatural emotional and physical states are protected under the banner of fetishism, consumerism and political correctness.
Eat until you are so morbidly obese that you become disabled.
Saying our children have ADHD is equally abhorent. Kids do not have the attention span of adults – period. Nor should they. Has anyone ever looked at the diet those alleged ADHD kids consume?
I bet my bottom dollar that it is full of sugar, additives, artificial colours and preservatives.
Morgan Spurlock made a brilliant point in his ‘Supersize me’ – he reported on a school which took in all the disciplinary cases from other schools – a last resort kind of school. The solution to the kids problems was largely diet. They fed them whole natural foods in the right quantities and at the right time.
Wow, common sense.
We are so far off course that any corrective action will take years before we see the fruits. That does not mean we should not do it.
Let’s start at home.
By the way, do you know what kind of food our grandparents were forced to eat?
Organic, whole foods. Because there was nothing else available.
How many cases of morbidly obese people and ADHD kids did your grandparents have to deal with?