Lately it has become inevident that regardless of how the world economy turned around since 2008 the recession personally, as is for me, turned into a depression. There were big lessons to learn from the 2008 collapse of Lehman Brothers and all that they could have pulled down with them if it hadn’t been for as little as 700 Billion $ Bail Out and the bailing still goes on. No lesson was learned. We are giving up this magnificent Earth for nothing less but shine shiny Smartphones, Tablets, Cars, PlasmaTV and you name the next best tool to make us feel good as consumers. At the same time we destroy the young, beautiful and bright minds with Police brutality, batter them to the ground and tell them to shut up because they are too stupid to understand the economy. And economy it seems is the only truth we have got left. If ever there was hope to change the forces of Capitalism (don’t get me wrong, Communism as China proves until today makes as good a master and slave relationship as the former does) personally I have lost it. Maybe it is a question of age. Or is it? Isn’t there a saying and wasn’t there truth in it, ever, that hope is the last to die?
The other day I read comments on a blog, and a supposedly young person saying “We don’t want to hide away from it all on the outer Hebrides.” But when I read this, I thought, Yes, that is exactly what I would like to do.
So what can a description sound like for this personal depression I feel I’m in? Any drug prescription suggestions? Maybe turn to the streets, get active. Loose it all in activism? I am having a little problem here because being a working class doer by definition I am always running a little short in time. See its not like in the old days when you were supposed to study but did other things like demonstrating instead. Now you have to show up at work and may it be at 3am. Getting older and more and more in the need for recreation time doesn’t help either. I don’t mean to self-excuse, just saying that turning to activism isn’t all but easy.
Knowing that there have always been and at the moment continue to be social struggles accepted, neglected, ignored, anticipated or even consumed by capitalist interests it seems to me illusionary to believe with a heart full of fire that all the little demonstrations, actions, pamphlets and even riots can make a real change. Where are the protected areas? Protected from a way of thinking that is goal oriented and where the main goal will always be profit making? If there were places in our heart and places in our backyards and we coul make these grow…?
Yeah, sounds nice, but then this kind of rethoric always has. Moans my little depressed self.
