Hmmm.
You're one of the wise ones. Thanks for putting it on display.
Yapping. I used that term far too loosely. I'm a lazy writer in the comment section and use far too much slang. I literally meant, talking.
And yes, as I even stated somewhere else in the comments here, all this chaos is a blessing in disguise. Several positives can be pulled from even just one negative. Folks were acting far too defeated and that for me is frustrating to watch.
So here's one of many soon to be opportunities for those interested. Straight up handed to them. Are they able to move past the issues now and embrace this change, while improving upon it and acting to make it successful, or will the potential be squandered while the people remain glued to their problems... ?
For instance in this case of the covid content. The delivery is partially dependent on this concept of being censored. Can it be as effective and can the story be told the same way now, if it's no longer "censored"... ?
I suspect that element will remain, even though there are plenty of opportunities to simply act, embrace the tools we have here to their full potential, and rip the mask off. It boils down now to being a choice whether or not those wishing to express those views want it to be censored, or not. Taking that element away means the story has to be told a different way. That'll be interesting to see especially these days as other platforms including what's considered 'mainstream' have been slowly opening the doors and letting more opinions in without shutting them down. These folks locally here might be late to the party.
That's a damn good question. An out of the box thinking that I very much welcome because it opens up a completely different, especially questioning, perspective.
I was at a birthday party the day before yesterday and people were using code in their addressing each other. For instance, I was asked if I was "a Monday or Sunday walker". Translated, this means whether I go to the demonstrations. They wanted to know right away whether I was a friend or a foe. I said, "neither". This behaviour of falling with the door into the house and checking strangers to see if they belong to the right camp is, in my perception, mistrust.
Instead of giving each other the opportunity to get to know each other informally, radical minds in particular seem unable to let go for once and leave their worries at home.
Underneath, one senses their actual disinterest in wanting to get to know the person they spontaneously meet. The whole thing has driven people so crazy that from a certain point on they no longer dare to leave their initially adopted identity. That's a difficult way to go, because it tempts people to close doors and burn bridges. Someone who sees himself surrounded only by enemies misses moments when this is not the case.
I can hardly really estimate the whole situation from my point of view. My own scope of action is so limited that it is difficult for me to make a judgement. What seems clear is that the forces are at work and that there are counter-forces. To what extent the fears I personally harbour will come true remains to be seen.
There is no such thing as "being late to the party" in my world view. People are on a very broad spectrum of self-realisation and finding a common point in time where something has become "generally realised" is an impossibility. That moment may come when no one is talking about the hot topic any more and it fades from the burning glass of attention. Named forces try to fix (in the sense of solidify it in peoples lives as a forever ongoing theme) the issue in time and that causes despair on many levels.
All I can do is prioritise my respect for someone and where I fail or am in danger of failing to do so, it is better (for me) to remain silent.
Another very good point. I share your frustration about this.
I've had so much trouble describing what you so easily placed into words just now.
Standing in the middle and observing is one of the loneliest places on the planet these days. Taking it all in, rather than, half. It's like being surrounded by walls. The doors are locked. Both sides looking at you through the windows only see you standing in the other room with, them.
Both sides are loud, but there is not a peep coming from the middle. And if it does try to make a sound it quickly gets drowned out by all the noise coming from the neighbors.
It's eerie.
Thank you, it's soothing to hear similarities in perceptions.
For me, the room with the walls and windows is a metaphor for my prison. Outside this prison cell, life goes on and other issues and worries and moments of happiness can be found, which, because they exist in complete ignorance of the room, have their nevertheless existing reality.
The "middle of society" has never been particularly interested in depth, and perhaps that is just as well... This middle therefore seems to me at times like hell and heaven in equal measure.
Loneliness gives me feelings of despair and isolation just as it offers me the most beautiful ideas for authentic artistic creation. Sometimes, when things are going well, it awakens the ever-laughing mischief.
I wish you merry Christmas from the far and hope, you'll spend it in the midst of some love and trust.