Sychronicity gets a little scary. Further to the premise that the Western fantasy of an easy life was and always has been a fantasy came up on the Bill Maher show. I love that man. I don’t always agree with him but he is brilliant, funny and articulate, without being an annoying holier-than-thou asshat as is the case with more than a few of his guest panelists.
He did a monologue toward the end of his show about the state of the union; the crushing poverty, the hopelessness. He mentioned how McJobs are the norm as opposed to the exception and then he said something that simply astounded me, for someone so bright. I am going to paraphrase a bit because I cannot remember his exact words, “If you are rich, you should be begging the government to redistribute your wealth because you know what happens when there is this much disparity between the rich and the poor; kidnapping.”
Redistribute the wealth. Are you kidding me? If any government attempted to intervene in the finances of the very rich, they would be gone. The very rich have no patriotism; the only loyalty the very rich experience is loyalty to maintaining, at all costs, their net worth. Try to get them to hand over a few extra sheckles and they’ll be off to some tax shelter country faster than you can say Dolce and Gabanna.
We all fell in line with the Zeitgeist of happy, secure futures for all in the Western world. It was a fantasy created by government and their pillow friends, the money makers. Tell the populace they are happy; give ’em enough to buy a television and it’s all good. They will be quiet and do what we convince them they want to do.
They kept us all attached to their agenda by way of an umbilical cord that gave us just enough sustenance to satisfy minor cravings but leaving us all wanting more, thereby keeping us all toeing company lines and policies. Being good little worker bees because the tit may be offered again!!!
The dream fell apart. Hard to keep the worker bees in line when they have no work or when their work does not produce the required result that the dream must have, to exist.
And now, it is up to us. It is up to the worker bees to redefine what Zeitgeist is to be created. And Zeitgeist is always created – regardless of what the New Age philosophers try to tell you.
We all have to stand back, we need to look at our lives, do some comparisons with life in the rest of the world and try to create a place where we can survive on our own because the tit has been removed. The financial mothers have decided we are poor investments and moved their resources to cheaper shores, where there is a new crop of worker bees, starving for the milk of the moneyed boob.
We need to start scaling back and fast. Look at where we live, look at how we live and understand that we’ve behaved like morons. The house, the two cars, the mall shopping, the computers, the cell phones, the “away” vacations – they all have to go. We need to hold people accountable, governments and unions, corporations and non-profits – all the people who have been cheerfully pimping us and our imagined needs to the highest bidder. We have to learn, before it is too late and that day is not “in the future” but very, very near – we have to learn the difference between want and need. Something our ancestors understood perfectly but we, in our faux existence, have forgotten.
This is not doom and gloom. This is simply reality. No doom, no gloom – simply? It just is. There is no rescue in the last frame of the film. There is no Ironman or Superman poised to save our sorry asses. This is life. This is real and we all need to man up, we all need to accept our new spirit of existence. Survival.