Journal #4
I made it all the way to chapter 9, which makes the book almost complete since I made the decision to cut the length from 16 chapters to 12. I figured 16 chapters was a bit much to sit through anyway.
The show at Acoma plaza yesterday was a lot of fun, even with the brief threat of rain. Thanks to everyone that came and stayed, even with the rain drops.
So, okay… now to may favorite reason to write these posts: to rant.
My brother and I had been talking about what makes people get so peeved when an individual decides to take their individuality “too far.” Here’s what conclusion we arrived at….
Society, especially ours, is the most productive when conformity reigns. I agree with this to an extent because I believe in an absolute right and wrong, an ultimate truth, an inter-reality. If everyone drove how they wanted to driving would be a perilous and time consuming task. However, we’ve put rules in place to make sure everyone conforms so we can get were we need to smoothly and with relative safety. Unfortunately our business run society takes it quite a bit farther. There seems to be a set of ideals that you are expected to accept and profess without thought or argument. If an individual openly questions the validity of a “common sense” ideal then people quickly get annoyed and even volatile. The best we can tell, this is because our merchant run society praises the man who fits in the best with the money making empire. Now, I just want to say for the record that I don’t have a problem with money. Money is just a system set up to make things easier. It’s the idea that we should spend our lives attaining as much money as possible that irks me.
The average joe is just trying to be what he is told he is supposed to be, and when someone like me comes along and brings up a non-approved topic or an uncommon view, or especially if I start to think stuff through out loud, it throws off his groove. It’s like he’s trying to be the guy who’s got the right opnions and has all the money and all the toys and all the babes and power, and then here comes some jerk to unknowingly put a stutter in his mojo!
So to all of you who I’ve offended by throwing off your groove, I’m sorry. I’d like to think it’s what I do, though. Not for the purpose of screwing up your mojo, or whatever, but because it’s good to think things through every once in a while.