Author Raul F. O.

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I LOVE PEOPLE, but...

I actually do love people very much, but…

Society has been a thing for now over ten thousand years. And while the progress humanity made in terms of human rights is astounding in the past 80 years. I find it as fascinating as writers back during world war 2, the great war, the Napoleonic wars, and many others in the past did, that we believe ourselves to be civilized people. Hell, George Carlin said the same thing not fifty years ago. Yet we quote the man and his words still hold true to this day, a thing that we shouldn’t celebrate it. A thing that we should be terrified of. Any writing, theater piece, song, moral that is old and still holds true, does not show the timelessness of the piece, it shows the lack of progress. So, I find it hard to take any pride in what I do, what I write, what I believe, when I see people with their whole might trying to hold onto outdated and violent values. Even the church itself changed how it interprets the holy texts. Yet we look at the violence, the hierarchy we keep from feudalism yet disguised as the ultra rich, as things we need. Yes, technically anyone can become the ultra rich, but the chances of that are getting smaller and smaller as the disparity between the rich and poor has been forever growing. 

Yet in a world of plenty, most people are getting scraps, if anything. And do you see what I mean? This is going to be a long post complaining about shit people aren’t doing right. We’re fucking up the bag, we’re ruining the only fucking place we get to live on. There won’t be a Mars colony any time soon. And when there will be one, you won’t be on it, sweetie. There won’t be enough resources to get you close to even escape the hell we are creating for ourselves here. Because there’s no way more than a few thousand people will manage to escape this to Mars, the Moon or a space station, if that. And not that I hate to break it to you, but, much like me, you’re a nobody. When it comes to survival, humanity is quite bad at pulling together, unless that is the only option, which we clearly haven’t grasped that it’s the only solution we have left. What I am trying to say is that I love people, I do. But I find it frustrating to befriend them, when they talk about fucking, drinking, fighting, misogyny, misandry, how they’re racists, xenophobic, and all other sorts of phobic. And you can’t fucking tell them that saying those things is wrong, and not free speech cause it’s violence. Nor can’t you tell them that you couldn’t give a shit about drinking or fucking or fighting people, cause you find that stupid. Because that is their level, what they can afford to think, be or have fun with. Some do other things as well, of course, some, that’s their whole personality. And that’s what it is. It’s not like we’re creating more chances for them to do more or be more.

So, you see, it’s not that I dislike people, I love them. But people don’t make the case for themselves. I’ve seen good people turn fascists. I’ve seen smart people become the dumbest people you could possibly imagine. And those that hold out all have problems. Mentally, physically, both, me included, I have problems of all sorts. But most of them come from people. As I can’t control them. As I can’t talk to all of them. And even if I do, it’s not like there’s a point in trying to convince them of anything. People are so ingrained in their social programming they could kill a fucking puppy if you told them it’s their worst enemy. They certainly don’t care about killing babies in the middle east. If you read to this point and you think that this sounds harsh, these exact sentiments I displayed for the past 2 years, and you can read these sentiments on a nicer tone. Yet, I do not know what else to say to make you believe me that I love people. Because otherwise why would I care this much? Why would I want people to be decent? Why would I want people to rid themselves of hate and violence? Why would I want people to come from a place of good faith? Why would I want people to have better, easier, nicer lives? And advocate for all this if I hated them? I don’t know how else to put it. I love people, but if we let ourselves be driven be greed, power, violence, outdated values, we are not pleasant or someone I want to be around very much. As these people are anxiety and stress inducing…

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