Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts
Showing posts with label questions. Show all posts

Monday, August 6, 2012

Talkin´ bout a revolution

A blogger whom I particularly like and whose reflections I find enthralling some time ago posted provocative suggestions on how to speed up the destruction process of our planet, considering that we are already doing a lot to reach that goal, but not yet enough. Among the mocking proposals were things like “buy the cheapest food at discount supermarkets” or “destroy all bicycles and travel only by car” or “buy your garments only at chain stores” or “get your electricity supply from providers which use nuclear power”.

Given that, though knowing him very little, I am utterly fascinated by the man´s ideas, that I enjoyed his post -both in content and style- and that I intimately agree with his irreverent tease, I cannot help but hearing a rational voice asking questions in return to his legitimate instigation.

I do strongly believe in the possibility of “saving our world” (hideous phrase) in the pivotal role of critical thinking and in the importance of individual responsibility. It´s not by coincidence that I am vegetarian, I don´t own a car, in the office I am known as the “eco-chick” and my upcoming vacation is going to see me hiking on a Spanish trail. 
But. 
There are several buts.

Firstly I don´t like that if you seem to "care for the future of the planet" you are demanded to fit into the eco-hippy box. That you are supposed to have a certain style, use - with NO exception – only organic products, even if some of them are objectively terrible, do certain sports but not others, like some kind of music, and – no doubt- claim that you unconditionally love Mother Earth. Unless, of course, you want to be frowned upon. 

Let´s assume that this is just my personal feeling, ok: no compelled organic-shapeless-clothing, I can play posh-tennis and can be disgusted by rats, right. Thanks.

What I don´t find a mere personal impression, however, is this diffused occasional simplistic way of analyzing problems. Like: oh yes, we all should consume less and recycle everything and eat only organic food  and grow our own tomatoes and sew our own clothes and ride our bikes everywhere. Yeah, ok, you got me: I am eager to grow my food and bike to work and recycle things and I am sick and tired of consumerism. But is it all really that easy, like “we” ecologically, responsible, smartasses understand it all and all others are only lazy, ignorant, unhealthy, irresponsible jackasses?! The league of lazy, ignorant, unhealthy, irresponsible jackasses is quite nurtured, yes, we all know that, but let´s just be a little more objective and sophisticated, please. 

Though it´s true that we are all manipulated by the relentless induced desires of buying things that neither we need nor actually make us happy and that if we all started to control our material desires just a little, we would probably have more resources to invest elsewhere, it is also true that there are many people who cannot afford to buy organic food at co-op stores. They don´t have time to go to the farmer to buy the freshly-layed eggs of a happy, happy hen. Caught into the system, many don´t have the privilege of knowing how to step out of it. Or maybe they know how to, but really cannot.

Moreover, if, for instance, we suddenly all stopped using cars, we would surely enjoy our cities more, we would have purer air to breathe and be less stressed. But how many people would suddenly lose their jobs? How many fathers unemployed and probably desperately worried of not being able to nurture their children?
If we all started baking our bread and became vegan (yay!) how many bakeries and animal farmers and factories would close down? If we all stated to buy our T-shirts at American Apparel and boycott the big chains (spoiler: the next sentence is really terrible) are we sure that the situation of the children or women working in poor conditions in India or Pakistan would suddenly automatically improve? Would it be better for them not to have that crappy job at all? 

Sometimes, meaning well yet not going deep enough, may even cause additional problems to the ones we are genuinely trying to solve. Do we, ecologically, responsible, smartasses think about this? Do we consider all the variables of a problem or only some of them? The ones that smooth our conscience easily, maybe?

The fact is that daydreaming about a better world is a much easier matter than actually struggle to find a way to get out of this destructive hamster-wheel. Don´t get me wrong: I utterly respect each and every tiny individual effort to make a difference. I am one of you: I stubbornly believe that somehow my pathetic recycling the back of printed paper in the office is a significant drop into the ocean. Yet, I am also very aware that critical thinking, individual responsibility and the belief that we can save the planet have to come to terms with reality.

We have to acknowledge that, as unhealthy, corrupt, self-destroying and disgustingly absurd our current system is, we cannot just jump off at the next bus stop.
In order to keep a sort of balance for “all” (a ridiculous “all”, since we westerners always speak from an egocentric, conceited blind viewpoint) the change is going to take an incredible amount of time, effort and sacrifice. 

I might have sounded like an inspiration-killer so far, sorry. Yet, I can tell you that, with eyes wide open, I myself lull into the words of one of my favorite authors, a truly extraordinary man, who - after really seeing it all - came to the conclusion that the only possible revolution is the one within ourselves.

So, fellow eco-conceited-wannabe-smartasses, let´s keep working!  



Sunday, July 1, 2012

gimme the third way

I am working a lot lately, travelling much more than I am used to, flying every week for a few days to a hot and sunny country and coming back to a continental non-predictable weather (mostly not hot and not sunny, though). The result is a mild, yet very much annoying cold which is declinating in every form a cold can possibly assume. Since this is no medical bulletin or hypochondriacs forum, I will skip the details. The fact is that this little health issue made me ask in loop: cui prodest?

I mean, it´s just a cold and it will eventually go away so that I will actually enjoy my meal instead of just gulping down calories without tasting anything at all, but, if I got caught in the plane viruses net within my third flight, how can my boss not be in the hospital with tubes coming out of his nose? 
The poor guy is stress in person also due to some restructuring my company is undergoing. He is doing an incredible job and, on one of our flights, he announced that he has been promoted: clap clap clap!
And then he adds "Yes, this is certainly a great satisfaction but...it means additional responsibilities and...I don´t know how I am going to manage it all". Short pause. Snear "I think I should start using coke". 

Joke aside (the guy is such a picture perfect family man that he wouldn´t even smoke a joint), the pondering question, again is: cui fucking prodest? For whom are we doing this? Why? For whose sake? So that we can show off the expensive car? So that our kids can go to international schools and our wives can have a boob job done after they are done with breast feeding? Yes, I know this is a quite banal and diffused anti-consumerism and lefty theme, returning over and over like Christmas and the World Championship, so no new brilliant sociological manifesto but just the consideration that...it makes me sad. I really do not get the point of this all, so, instead of running along, I am just walking on the side, moderately skeptical, pretending that I understand why they all run and that I am just warming up to join them. In fact, I am looking for the emergency exit. Which I haven´t obviously found yet, but which I truly truly hope doesn´t necessarily mean that I have to become a vegan post-modern hippy wearing organic-cotton ugly and yet ridiculously expensive garments. No no, that please no!

I want the third way. 
I am going to find a third way. Yes, I am. It´s one of the few things I really really want.