I moved to a small town last month. After living all of my memorable life in a big city, it was decided partly by my self and mainly by circumstances that I should move and live somewhere else. There was no tar and feathering, more the realisation that I was not going to be well if I kept living in the city.
I do not miss the city as much as I thought I would. There are things that I miss, I miss being able to buy records, getting free things at Subway, seeing people I know. There is a record store here but it is over priced and only sells charting CDs, I am too far away from Subway to be able to walk there easily and I know no one here, yet I don't feel as bad as I thought I would.
When I was younger I used to be able to walk with my head high and look the people I passed in the eye. That is something unusual about my city, I came to discover, people want to make eye contact with you on the street. I used to be able to return their look but over time I have lost that ability and I don't know why.
I remember going out last year with a head full of acid and not being able to see people's faces at all. It wasn't as bad as you would think, though neither was having the TV, radio and stereo playing the same time.
Lately I have been trying to embrace Web 2.0 and watch user generated YouTube footage. It is a hit and miss affair. I like the amateur cooking videos, not so much for the cooking, though useful, but more for what they represent. Imagine if Tracy Flick was nice and you get some of the idea I am failing to articulate. The content generated by people like me is not so good. Most of it is unwatchable. One video, one video of four, was 10 minutes of a boy with glasses ranting about “the elites” and valiantly sharing the truth with us. Another outlined the rules of power and how to achieve it. The last one I tried to watch was about Obama and how he had conned the Americans, I had to shut the window when they used the word sheeple.
I can't blame them really, if I was powerless and impotent I would feel angry too. I think I did when I was but I can't remember. I think they would all be a lot happier when they realised and accepted there is no truth, there are things they will never have, life is unfair, and people only have as much power over you as you give them. That is what I believe anyway. How does someone have power over you? If you accept and believe what they tell you. As soon as you believe they are right, if you will allow me, they own you. Maybe they just need to expand their reading or perhaps read something longer than a page of quotes?
I need to start writing about my day.
