Once again, Jason, a powerful and well-written plea. Though I wonder: when you get this angry or sad or frustrated or depressed, does revolution ever appeal to you? Obviously that's a complicated question, with all sorts of moral or ideological aspects to it, but just as a simple yes or no: do you ever feel like it all needs to be burned down so whomever is left can start over? Or are you just not wired that way?
The simple, yes or no, answer, if I'm restricted to that in a hypothetical exercise is Yes. I do feel in those moments that what we have is rooted in a lot of things that are wrong, and that it's sort of grown over on itself in a way that isn't repairable, but must begin anew. Like a prairie fire disentangles the land from the shrub and trees that have overrun it. But, then, I always find myself thinking about how many people, at least for a generation, likely suffer through any sort of revolution. And at the end, do you actually get something new and different, or does the previous system redouble its hold. But under all that, I think, is the idea that systems persist as long as people don't heave them off, or at least present a reasonable threat to. Then, it seems, even those who benefit from that system seem to decide they better fly right, at least until the public's pain eases and their memories fade.
Once again, Jason, a powerful and well-written plea. Though I wonder: when you get this angry or sad or frustrated or depressed, does revolution ever appeal to you? Obviously that's a complicated question, with all sorts of moral or ideological aspects to it, but just as a simple yes or no: do you ever feel like it all needs to be burned down so whomever is left can start over? Or are you just not wired that way?
The simple, yes or no, answer, if I'm restricted to that in a hypothetical exercise is Yes. I do feel in those moments that what we have is rooted in a lot of things that are wrong, and that it's sort of grown over on itself in a way that isn't repairable, but must begin anew. Like a prairie fire disentangles the land from the shrub and trees that have overrun it. But, then, I always find myself thinking about how many people, at least for a generation, likely suffer through any sort of revolution. And at the end, do you actually get something new and different, or does the previous system redouble its hold. But under all that, I think, is the idea that systems persist as long as people don't heave them off, or at least present a reasonable threat to. Then, it seems, even those who benefit from that system seem to decide they better fly right, at least until the public's pain eases and their memories fade.