Monday, May 19, 2008

Ramblings and such... They annoy me, do I annoy them?

The other day, we were watching "My Name Is Earl". At the end of an episode Randy, Earls "limited" brother, says the following:

"Yeah, I’m glad she’s not dead anymore. Being dead is definitely worse than being alive. When you're dead, you can't do all the cool stuff you can do when you're alive. You and I, we can do all kinds of cool stuff 'cause we're livin'. We're not dead. We're alive. If we were dead, we wouldn't be able to do all the cool stuff we can do because we're alive. Dead people can't do cool stuff. Only people that are alive can do cool stuff, because they're livin'. And you have to be livin' to be able to do cool stuff. You have to be alive. Yeah, except, when you're alive, sometimes bad stuff happens, too. Like sometimes you can get in a car wreck, or you can have a headache, or twist your ankle, or even stub your big toe. So bein' alive is kinda hard, too. But I think it's definitely better than being dead."




It blew my mind.... First of all, It's hilarious. But not only that, It also got me thinking since I recognised it so well. Then it came to me: I've been at several social events at which people took themselves so seriously without having anything to say that they actually talked exactly like that. Of course, the subject was somewhat more complicated, but they basically didn't say more than Randy says above. I guess it totally depends on the group of people you're hanging out with at the time. Two subjects that easily slip into the mold are philosophy and politics. Probably because most people know less about them than they are prepared to acknowledge, or just because they like to sound smart. Don't get me wrong, I love a good debate! I just can't stand the ramblings of people who are intellectual posers. Political youth organisations in Sweden are a great example (Speaking from my own experience). People talk, A LOT, about the same things over and over again, complain and whine about society and everybodys total lack of compassion, about how multinational corporations and globalisation taking over. I agree with most of these facts, and everybody's free to think what they want. What bothers me is that many talk passionately about them while drinking coffee and then, instead of doing anything about it, just go buy lunch at a McDonald's (wasn't multinationals the scum of the earth just a second ago?), buy cheap shoes made by kids in India (since they don't want to buy any from the evil multinational brands). Same thing goes for demonstrations, some people do involve themselves in a cause and actually make a difference but most just show up to random rallies just because their friends do, or because they like the thought of making a difference. How is anybody supposed to take a cause seriously if the protesters themselves don't?

Changing the world, or just a part of society requires a huge investment of time and energy, and you can quite easily spot who's really prepared to go all the way and who's mostly interested of appearing as something they're not. I try to have a different approach to it. A couple of years ago, I realised I don't feel strongly enough for any popular "youth-political" subject, in other words I was one of those who would hate McDonald's but have myself a cheeseburger after a couple of pints. I couldn't take myself seriously anymore, and the idea of not being able to explain my action versus my ideas of how things should be made me find this other approach. Instead of crying out my ideas loudly I started to ignore the political details and instead behave in a way that would make the world around me a better place. In other words: Fuck politics. When in line at the food store, give that 2 dollars the person in front of you is missing for their salad, you won't miss them. Slow down on the street and look at what's happening around you, help out if you can. Demonstrating against violence isn't really helping if you run away when someone gets beaten up on a night out. The "practice what you preach" method seems evident to everybody but many just like the idea over actually applying it. A teenager tries to cheat his/her way onto a bus and gets caught? Pay their fare, it's not expensive and you'll feel good about yourself.

So start noticing the world around you! It doesn't stop at Idol, ...s got talent, or your new haircut. Live as you preach, and acknowledge the world as it is, good or bad, you can change what's close to you. I promise you'll be a happier person if you look the buss driver in the eye and greet him, recognise his existence, than if you donate money to any political party. But maybe I'm just rambling about my own fix idea of how to make the world a better place?

Monday, May 12, 2008

"You messed up, now I gotta mess you up. It's the law!" "B.A." (A-Team)




As the quote above says, that unwritten law applies to most people. Civilised or not, people have the following concept deeply rooted into their minds: messing up = consequences.

In a way, it's what makes the world go round just as much as money. Consequences (or perks) of your actions, much more than common moral decides whether you're going to do something or not. But what do you do if something only affects you, and you only have yourself to blame?


Yesterday, i had the setup for the perfect day, I definitely had nothing to complain about (And honestly i usually don't, i just complain anyway). Sun was shining, I was going home from the park, and I only had plans to do a few time-consuming things before dozing off on the couch. I rushed home anyway, and once there I realise I have no keys. Alright then, doesn't matter. I go down to the pizzeria close by to wait for Melissa to come home. When I finally get home at around 19:30, I'm still in a really good mood. Until something happens: i hit my head in the kitchen (the classic "stand up while a cupboard is open above you"). Today, i can only describe it as when the wicked witch is melting in "The Wizard of Oz", my spirit just ran off as if my skin instantly became impermeable. As if a switch got turned in my head, i found myself distasting everything around me. And then i mean really hating everything. I couldn't bring myself to go back to my previous state of mind and in the end, not knowing what to do with the anger growing inside of me, i just went to bed at 20:00.


Looking back I really have no idea what happened. I clearly had an issue with something, but chose to solve it by going to sleep. If we go back to the quote, what makes us do what we do? And can we even explain why we do things at all? Of course we can in the first degree, but further than that: Why can i have a bad day on a good day and a good day on a bad day? Sometimes, everything turns to shit, and we fight threw without a scratch. But when things are a little too good, we just don't get any satisfaction from it. I don't mean to sound overly negative, it's just that I personally (and a few of my friends) always need to have something going on to be happy. Laying around doing close to nothing is nice for a few hours, but after a while we need to get something done, anything really. I guess the best thing anyone can give me is time. I'd probably take it over anything else.

So what is the consequence of being the way you are? Your opinion can change, but the core of who you are seldom changes. Do we learn from our mistakes? I usually find myself doing the same ones over and over again. Is it a sad or a happy fact that you always will find someone, somewhere who agrees with your actions whatever they are? After all, you can basically excuse any behaviour by saying "I'm only human". But in the end, are we, and isn't that what drives us towards inhumanity?


PS: It's Monday, and I'm still kinda pissed. No idea why, but I'll roll with it until it wears off.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

I'm not young enough to know everything...

Last week, i realised that life doesn't just wait around for me to see it moves to actually do so. Damn, that's a complicated sentence... I'll try to elaborate: Maybe I'm stupid not having seen this before, and of course I've thought about it, but not really understood it to It's full extent.

My little brother, who is quite a bit younger than me (at least more than siblings usually are), has partied with my friends and myself quite a few times. But last week, we had a party together, with both his friends and mine at the same time. The result was quite frightening: there was a kids table, and an adults table. Actually, we all were faced with the strange feeling of not being a teenager anymore. Of course, as i said before, we all knew this but we hadn't been faced with it, not that way. At one point in time, we joked about being so old we should talk about retirement savings and then shortly followed-up with doing exactly that. If that's not a sad moment in our still young (hopefully), western, middle class emotional lives, what is?

If I think back a few years, I believe i used to be an idealist. That has increasingly been replaced by sarcasm and general cynicism (not all bad though, the latter can be a great party-trick). I guess being amongst the youngest people at work doesn't really help my case youngening myself up (although some translators help me out in that endeavour). Since last Wednesday, I can't help but wonder If everybody feels that way sometimes? Do fifty year olds feel misplaced at a party with thirty five year olds? I've personally never had any problems fitting in any age group, but why does it seem like we have a harder time fitting in downwards than upwards? I usually hung out with much older people, does that make them weird or am I now if i have a hard time with younger people?

Anyway, as someone once said:
"As I grow older , I regret to say that a detestable habit of thinking seems to be getting a hold of me"