TimelordSimone wrote:"Reading is BORING"
Stop talking stop talking right now.
This, in the context of my own rant.
What the FUCK is wrong with kids these days? Not to sound pretentious, but I feel like I'm the only sane person in my generation. I was at a sports camp this past week, a running camp. Every night, in the two-hour free period before curfew, there were social gatherings in our dorm hall (college campus) for fun. Movies, music, card games, the works.
A few days in, a few guys pulled out a stereo system they'd brought, and there were dance parties. Now, parties aren't my thing to begin with - I'm an introvert with a touch of agoraphobia, so at best I sit on the fringe of whatever's going on and read a book or watch.
What began to get my mind rolling was a sudden awareness of what songs were being played. We all hear music, listen to it, but how often do you sit down and consider what you're listening to? The line from a certain hit dance song drove a spike into my head "Let go, everybody just have a good time." Translated - don't think, just feel.
This revelation drove a cascade of thoughts leading to the conclusion that these parties were the incarnation of overwhelming sensuality. Music that proclaims that thought is worthless and pleasure is all that's important, played at a volume that renders thought impossible anyway. No light in the dance hall, lest we see what we're doing and think about it. Strobes and smoke blind and stun everyone, further creating an environment of confusion, chaos, and sensuality above all else.
For Christ's sake, the opening song - chosen by a councilor working as DJ - was "I just had Sex!" Followed, quite enthusiastically, by a "Viva la Vida" parody in which a guy says all of eight words "I like sex but I'd rather have head." Repeated in monotone for three minutes. Sung heartily not only buy the guys, but the girls.
How is this seen as... real? Good? Of any value? I'm at a loss for words to describe the dread I feel in my chest as I recall it.
To drive the stake home, almost everyone went to Catholic Mass two days later, as if to put a neon sign on the hypocrisy of our system of thought.
I just can't wrap my head around how a person could think on those terms, to say "Fuck the mind, I'll do whatever gives me a hormonal high right now." Ironic, because I was re-reading Anthem
at the time.