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[solitary_summer]

Had a long discussion with M. at work today; I'm not sure if I'll be able to sort out my thoughts enough to turn this into an actual, coherent post [*], any time soon, but -- am I the only one who is feeling a profound (although rather undefined) unease about the (political) state of the world and the direction in which we all might be heading?

[*] I actually do have a few thoughts/ideas, semi-sorted out, but I feel uncomfortable about doing political posts at the best of times, never sure enough, never well-informed enough, always certain I'm missing something essential, not doing some side justice; and I'm just not secure enough of anything to actually put it up for public perusal.






[And perhaps I should analyse and ponder this now, at depth and multiple paragraphs' length, but really, I think I'll get back to watching figure skating instead. Shallow, what can I say. ::apologetic shrug::]

Comments

[un-crayon-rouge.livejournal.com]

maybe this is one of those times where people just don't *want* to do that. That we're all headed somewhere, and that perhaps it's too late already to turn back towards reason & rationality.

I don't see myself as a negative person, beileibe nicht, but this goes beyond negativity, I'm afraid... it's the conclusion one has to come to just observing. What I see is that the spaces where a person might still be a person fully are getting smaller and smallerl, and that people don't seem to care. What's more, people seem to *enjoy* it. This disturbs me.

[solitary-summer.livejournal.com]

These last weeks I've really been wishing that everyone would just, you know, grab a book, preferably a very long one, go home, read it, think about it, think about it some more, and just shut the fuck up for a couple of weeks. Everyone's mind would most likely profit in some way, and the world would be a nice quiet place for a while...