Existential crises non-withstanding, it's been a pretty low key week. I saw Laurel's art opening at Pirate on Friday night, which was very nice. I never cease to be amazed at her ability. I have so much respect for artists of all kinds, those who really truly practice their art (unlike me, right now I feel like I'm mostly pretending). I think any type of art is so difficult to make a living doing, and to remain committed to it shows a strength of character that I sometimes find myself in awe of.
I wonder what it is about our society, in which we are taught not to trust others, to look out for ourselves. I remember so clearly realizing that I was the only person who could take care of me the way I needed to be taken care of, because everyone else was doing the same for themselves. And many of my friends have had similar realizations. I keep having to remind myself of that particular societal truth. And it is a societal truth, I think that we have only recently developed this tendency, and that it is perhaps the product of a first world lifestyle that embraces consumerism while people all over the world are suffering, dying, starving and wasting away to painful deaths from diseases we've had cures and vaccines for for the better part of a century.
I won't apologize for preaching from my soap box in this little corner of the world that I claim as mine, I've placed my flag, and here I stand. Come and get me.
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