Shadowlessness

I, like most of us in these days that we are nearing the presidential election, think a lot about the situation of our country and our pale blue dot.

I, like most of us, am worried about where we are headed. I, like most of us, am skeptical about the election results and whether it’ll have a real impact for the better. I don’t think anyone has any doubts about whether the times can get worse, because they sure can, as the past four years have shown. But for the better? I don’t know.

However, like many stupid young people, I have my hopes. I hope for for a more realistic government. One that is more in line with what the people want and need. You know what? I want a less stupid government. One that does not tell so many lies that even its own body starts believing them.

I hope for less religious mumbo jumbo and more information and wisdom. I want a government that works efficiently and knowledgeably and let’s people do whatever they want as long as they don’t break the law. And I want real, realistic and usable means to change the laws if they are broken and bad.

I want freedom. I want a government that is afraid of its people, not a people that are afraid of their government even when they are in their own bed. Even worse, I don’t want a people that don’t care about their government as long as it doesn’t step on their toes and vice versa.

I want people to listen to each other. I want people not to turn their head and pretend that they just don’t see. I don’t want the stupid idiots who decide my fate to still think that what is said in some book from several hundred years ago is absolute truth, no matter how strange, immoral, improbable, unacceptable, malicious and unscientific it is.

I don’t want my government officials to say that they do their job because some god says so in some book, or because it’s their religious obligation, or because some guy who died 1300 years ago is quoted to have wanted so.

I want them to do their job because the law says so, or because it’s their moral, social or logical obligation, or because the people want so.

I want some information. I am sick and tired of being treated like an idiot. I want freedom of the press and media. I know it’s got its own bag of problems, but hey, that’s much better than what we got already: all the problems of a media-driven and media-blinded society and 2% the functionality.

I want science and knowledge to have real value, not just as things to do in university as a way to pimp up your resumé to get the hell out of this dismal country. I want the wheels of industry, commerce, trade and technology to start turning and to move this country forward.

I want an education system that instead of force feeding children with crap and filling their heads with superstition and guilt and unreal notions of hope and salvation, teaches them to think and choose and provide them with data to support their choice. I want our schools to be playgrounds for the real world out there, not 11 years (or 12 or whatever the number currently is) of isolation from reality and Newspeak practice. I don’t want teenagers to learn more from ditching school than attending.

I want people to panic! I don’t want us to go about our lives like sheep the night before they are slaughtered, or like the anecdotal frog that never jumps out of the water that is slowly starting to boil. Our situation is very dire. I want to see people start screaming out of their windows that they are “mad as hell” and that they are “not going to take it anymore.” Why no one does that, unless it’s election time and they are one of the candidates and preferably there are more than three million watching?

On days like these, why it is that I find the immortal songs of Mr. Bob Dylan to be the ones that speak most loudly my heart and mind?

Do times ever change? Am I a fool to hope? Am I a simpleton to be knocking on heavens door? In days like these, I feel like my hopes, and most people’s, are blowing in the wind.