I seem to be full of complicated lately.
I think trying to keep informed is a destructive addiction. Trying to move past your own bias and running smack into someone else's is demoralizing.
Knowing I can make small differences, but feeling overwhelmed and defeated because I cannot affect the large ones.
I do believe in continuing to fight the good fights, but worry the scale is just to large. Not just the big things, but the little ones too. Family, people, me.
But all the big things keep trickling down to the little things, they're all interconnected. I can't not see it.
Sometimes I am very, very jealous of the people who live perfectly contained lives with their families and their neighborhoods and really don't want to know much more about the world as long as their world stays safe.
I don't begrudge them that.
In reality I would like to protect that choice for them.
But I am torn, because I can't stop looking at all the "wrong" like a kid at a horror movie or a teen finding fetish porn. I keep peeking through my fingers knowing what I see will just make things worse. My view will become ever more jaded.
Things known can be revised with new information but they can't be unexperienced.
And the fact that it is all purveyed by hackneyed, jaded, lazy, substandard writing and reporting is part of the pull. Just like the "b movie" production values in horror and porn. You can dismiss it, you can accept it and just say "Oh well you know that's how they make these things. What were you expecting?"
Maybe that's why I don't watch horror movies now. And I've never liked porn. It's too much like trying to read the news.
But I know I'm going to click open the various "Posts" and "Times" again.
Like a poor woman's Diogenes . . . .
I am an inadequate Cynic. Diogenes was proving a point. I actually keep hoping.