To say our society parallels an Orwell novel is an understatement – obvious or not. If marching jackboots outside my door could be heard daily, and random people popped up on my TV talking specifically to me, telling me to “get back in line” and to exercise my slovenly ass, it may be more tangible. Scary, but at least I’d know who my enemies are.
I read a piece today that confirmed my Orwellian suspicions. You can read that piece here. There’s nothing new under the sun, as they say, so, my attempts at originality are pretty much just that – attempts.
I’m on MMO games a lot on the net, so, I have seen my share of trolls. I can spot ’em from miles. They all carry themselves with similar attitudes. The “we’ll take care of it, despite your input” mentality and attitude that stifles other, less-malignant attitudes. Nice guys finish last, I suppose. And that’s mainly because the careless, the ruthless, the malignant don’t follow the given rules of etiquette. They are not only devoid of a moral compass. They’ve sold that compass for start-up cash for their own abyssal endeavors of killing every other attitude or differing opinion. “Control the past and you control the future. Control the present and you control the past” – Orwell’s prophetic words.
Control. That’s the biggest, most expensive, most sought-after commodity today. And they’ve got it – the malignant trolls. They’ve burnt our brains into submission. We dance on their strings with their words spent on our breath. We march to their war-drum, and buy their war-spoils because we think we have that right, that freedom. “Freedom isn’t free” they say. They say.
I don’t know. I wish I had an answer. All my answers, I realize, have been given to me. Take care, y’all. Until I post again, walk in light.
EDIT: The title, which I forgot to mention anything of, refers to the two days I missed in the 30-day challenge. I only missed two. Not going to sweat those, either!