Uncertain
07 October 2017It’s been an odd few weeks and months.
I’m looking for a bit of stability here. I’m finding some.
It’s been an odd few weeks and months.
I’m looking for a bit of stability here. I’m finding some.
Returning to the recent Sprout Burrito theme, this from Fark; “Hey, at least it’s got beans on it now B-b-burrito? DIT”
The best comment across a couple of hundred posts, the very best, most succinct whilst retaining a flavour of what they must be thinking:
“This is some bizarre performance art or a social experiment. Regardless, there’s no excuse for these ‘burritos’ should they exist. They are an abomination.”
A man puts sprouts into a tortilla wrap and, well, the response is inevitable isn’t it!
In an attempt to reinvent myself on social networks I’ve been silent for a long while, to let the old stuff out and the void in. That’s not to say I haven’t missed the interactions, I have. But life, as-ever, got in the way.
I’m not back yet, far from it, but I see encouraging signs. One of them was an attempt to engage with people I don’t know on IRC. It’s literally 20 years since the last time I had a go, and there’s no coincidence that was also my first try; it’s synchronous chat, quite a fast-paced, and an unforgiving environment. But once in, it appears a sense of community remains. Nerds, geeks abound. The attempt went reasonably well, but I definitely sensed some insularity, mistrust of outsiders; most unlike the entirely positive experiences on the 3 most-recent small networks it’s been my privilege to be involved with.
So, to the title of this post?
First, it might be, though probably isn’t, a good idea to read this:
And then this:
Incidentally, the mobile version of the Fark site works really well on mobile devices.
Getting there, not just socially.
I started to write this post with a point to make and a structure to work around it but part-way through I gave up, the events of last week took away my focus (both in the news and personally.) So yes, I gave up and just typed stuff. Here it is:
We all search for meaning in life, whether or not we know it. Logotherapy provides, when meaning is elusive or nonexistent, an attempt to restore it, to restore an individual’s human spirit.
From the Wikipedia article, a basic description:
“Life has meaning under all circumstances, even the most miserable ones. Our main motivation for living is our will to find meaning in life. We have freedom to find meaning in what we do, and what we experience, or at least in the stance we take when faced with a situation of unchangeable suffering.”
It’s a branch of psychotherapy. Psychotherapy is, I’ll admit, not my forte let alone within my experience. So, again quoting directly from the article, ‘we can discover this meaning in life in three different ways:
Pretty straightforward stuff it seems: some find meaning in the job they have, others in the sports teams they support, their friends, the pain of loss, or fundraising for those less-fortunate. Meaning can be found in scenarios from the passive involvement watching a television series, to the total immersion of running a country. Logotherapy provides a mechanism to make sense of life and to restore an individual’s sense of meaning, when all seems otherwise lost.
No, I’m not undergoing any form of externally-sourced therapy, I arrived here during a study of Totalitarianism, Authoritarianism and Inverted totalitarianism this last being, by the way, the most relevant to our times:
“In inverted totalitarianism, every natural resource and every living being is commodified and exploited to collapse as the citizenry is lulled and manipulated into surrendering their liberties and their participation in government through excess consumerism and sensationalism.”
First coined 14 years ago to describe the tendency of United States governments to increasingly ignore the best interests of all that country’s citizens in favour of the few at the top and those who shout the loudest, the description is eerily accurate now. 2016-2017 brought new lows: voter suppression, the rise of the far right, the rise of populism and nativism. The removal of essential healthcare protections in what was previously easily the world’s most expensive healthcare system is particularly disconcerting for those condemned to an uncertain fate by it, and must be utterly terrifying for those condemned to a certain fate.
I’m particularly interested right now in the bit about ‘intolerable suffering,’ especially my observations of the grades of what people imagine the term ‘intolerable’ means to them. We do after all live in times of hyperbole and instant gratification.
I’ve a list. It’s uncomfortable to write, but I’m in the mood:
I could go on, but thinking about things is hard, you see. I’ve enough on my plate just reaching the end of each day right now.
There’s a saying, purportedly Chinese, which is appropriate on so many levels. It’s this:
“May you live in interesting times.”
At first it seems a positive phrase, in this context however ‘interesting’ means unsettled, chaotic, even dangerous. It’s a curse.
We live in interesting times.
We’re watching the #OneLoveManchester concert and, perhaps unconventionally, I contributed a few pounds towards the UNHCR Mosul (Iraq) appeal unhcr.org then signed their #WithRefugees petition unhcr.org/refugeeday.
Worldwide more than 65 million people, greater than the population of the UK, have had their lives put on hold, been forcibly removed from the safety and security of their homes, and less than a third are being cared for by the UN in any manner.
No, this isn’t me giving you a dose of perspective, I haven’t got a bloody clue what’s going on. It does need fixing though, and quickly. Here’s a repost of my words from the week of the Manchester bombing: http://bazbt3.10centuries.org/2017/05/26/ffs-sweary
One final point, simply attempting vengeance, to kill terrorists without any other coherent strategy to stop ordinary people being turned into terrorists, will never work.