Monday Moaning: Popping Bubbles!
A silly title for a week that has been all about ISIS. Now for sure I should not spend any more time on what now is considered to be a cult. It will only add gasoline on an already burning fire. Right?
But what the hell is wrong with us though. I get that people died and we show some respect by having a minute of silence. We stop living for that moment and remember the horrible truth that got them killed. It was a bomber. Or a gun man. They died unnecessary deaths. I do get all that.
But will you also stop you life for a minute of silence for the deaths in Jordan and Israel? Or maybe Egypt. How about the unnecessary deaths in your own country every single day.
If we are honest we don’t and just move on living even after France. We calculate the distance and live on. Was it close by we have a little more fear and see all those newspaper tales about new arrests and upcoming conflict.
Forgetting to read the small prints or notice your neighbour being beaten by hr husband. We pull ourselves back.
What makes us do what we do? Seriously would you not want an answer that makes sense on why does something. And that one person was doing it doesn’t mean everyone who Is from that place has that colour or believes does the same.
With this kind of news going on we can see Nationalism growing with in the population of a country. Which might turn to fascism and even turn radical. Or was it the other way around. I didn’t study for this. It is just that you see more people claim that OUR born own countrymen come first.
Can this be an answer to the terror. It isn’t, but it is happening. And it happened to the French who in Europe are called very nationalistic. But that is making ungrounded assumptions.
Other than that if we look closer to home we see things starting to happen that are just weird to even consider. These days in our country we are going to automated pharmacies. Ooh yes get you prescription found and brought to you by a robot. And if you think that will add anything to your life wait till you hear the follow up.
Now to produce cheaper meds or pretty much have an insurance company cutting costs this idea was made. But here is the kicker. The information that usually was on a piece of paper in the box of meds is now costing you seven and a half euro. In Dollars that would be 8 or something. So a pharmacist will tell you how to take these meds how many times etcetera and have you pay money for the information. And if that isn’t enough you get a copy of the leaflet.
True it is something small but it is happening and not only here. We are starting to pay for information That used to be free. Tiny little things and all like gun control or how we can keep people from killing each other while everything is getting more expensive, like those insurances as more people come in who do need help as well.
It is cause to rise up and start shouting. True we do shout we have a housing problem as many can’t get a home and we see refugees put in a home. Yes it makes people anger who have been waiting for a home for three years. It could well be the cause of more conflict.
Now not every issue happening here happens somewhere else but we do not see the little things. We are after all hiding in our own little bubble. The seize of the room or not even that. We read newspapers online and for that information we are paying just like we did with newspapers. And since it is live we pay a little more as more information streams our way and we indulge ourselves in it.
If we want some fun we just click to entertaining news like a movie star breaking a foot in someone’s ass since they were arguing about a joke that he done with his mistress. It is like we are turning in ostriches and hide our heads in the sand. An might just be one of them as well and is trying to change.
So as the countries are losing identity we struggle to keep our own uniqueness. Personalizing our world no matter how digital. Our own private bubble with only information we ourselves find interesting or worth mentioning. Filter the bad from the fun.
Paying for our own little bubble, a identity that can’t be harmed. Yet soon as someone makes a remark on that single bubble or a facet of it we blow up. It is that moment we want to alter that person’s bubble to match your own.
It is okay to live in a personalized bubble, after al it is all in your phone these days. But don’t freak out if some one else thinks differently. It is after al okay to be different or have different beliefs as long as you are not hurting anyone else.
This world of contradictions is happening in front of us. I live in my bubble and we feel hurt by another person. We live in a bubble and we want our country to become our own again. Or better yet we want to personalize it.
We like to think that as long as we are in this bubble we can alter everything around us. Make it personal.
Time to pop that bubble. Time to expand our bubble to fit around the world knowing we are all different and it is okay as long as we do not use our beliefs to hurt others. And it doesn’t hurt listening either. No need to get into a angry state just because someone is gay. Why would you get offended if he beliefs in Allah or God and wants to get married.
It is these things that sting and happen every day right next to those who do hurt in name of a belief. We know it is wrong but our own beliefs we also like to see on others the only difference we don’t hurt or I should say we do not kill because we do hurt.
Well maybe I am just ranting and trying to look out side my own bubble and invite any one in who wants to. Being able to express with out hurting. Or it is me wanting to blow it up big enough to have a country with different cultures mixed and still able to have your very own identity that can be shared.
Somehow this is also related to a dream like state of ‘Bubble Brain’ a poem I once written.