Problems, problems, problems
Have tried to post several time these past few days and to no avail.
Still, I will continue trying to put these words together in order to send them out to any and all who would read them, and yet, I suspect that they will seen by few, read by fewer, because we're all just too 'busy'. Too busy to have any kind of genuine connection to anyone else outside of our own particular drama. Too busy to risk the investment of time and energy to sustain any kind of community, even if it is to be done via some pathetic blog. Too busy to care about some dumb thing like speaking to someone else or listening to them, or to risk being misunderstood or ignored. Because if we can just eliminate as many possible sources of friction from our lives, and avoid as many unnecessary people and conversations, then we can have smooth, painless, interesting lives that don't require anything from us beyond cashing the checks that fall into our laps and spending the dough on the important people and things. Yep, I've got mine and we've got ours, and it's just tough luck for anyone else. I mean, there's no rule that says I have to be polite to the telemarketer who calls me and 'invades' my privacy, even if they are somebody a lot like me who would really rather be doing just about any other job if given the chance to actually make a living somewow. There ought to be a law about who can contact me. Yep, what this country needs is a few more 'gaited communities'...and the march toward social autism continues.
When will I snap out of this B/S way of living and actually live, you know, like a real live human being made in the image of God? What would life look like if I did that? Well, someday I'm going to start doing that. But for now, well for now I'm really too busy. Lot of stuff going on. So much to do. I just don't have time for the small talk. I have responsibilities. But someday, right?
be whatever you want, right?
Have tried to post several time these past few days and to no avail.
Still, I will continue trying to put these words together in order to send them out to any and all who would read them, and yet, I suspect that they will seen by few, read by fewer, because we're all just too 'busy'. Too busy to have any kind of genuine connection to anyone else outside of our own particular drama. Too busy to risk the investment of time and energy to sustain any kind of community, even if it is to be done via some pathetic blog. Too busy to care about some dumb thing like speaking to someone else or listening to them, or to risk being misunderstood or ignored. Because if we can just eliminate as many possible sources of friction from our lives, and avoid as many unnecessary people and conversations, then we can have smooth, painless, interesting lives that don't require anything from us beyond cashing the checks that fall into our laps and spending the dough on the important people and things. Yep, I've got mine and we've got ours, and it's just tough luck for anyone else. I mean, there's no rule that says I have to be polite to the telemarketer who calls me and 'invades' my privacy, even if they are somebody a lot like me who would really rather be doing just about any other job if given the chance to actually make a living somewow. There ought to be a law about who can contact me. Yep, what this country needs is a few more 'gaited communities'...and the march toward social autism continues.
When will I snap out of this B/S way of living and actually live, you know, like a real live human being made in the image of God? What would life look like if I did that? Well, someday I'm going to start doing that. But for now, well for now I'm really too busy. Lot of stuff going on. So much to do. I just don't have time for the small talk. I have responsibilities. But someday, right?
be whatever you want, right?
posted by mwc at 1:27 PM
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