The world is full of feel good corporations. They specialise in just pointing the nicer aspects of life, seeing hearing and speaking no evil. They sell the world pills pictures and pansy like prose because these types of products are profitable. ‘Everything is nice’ seems to be there motto, even when it couldn’t be further from the truth. They’ll tell you that they’re optimistic about the matter or that although lots of work is needed to correct or improve the situation, progress is being made.I, on the other hand prefer the motto of feeling like shit rather than being full of it. Unfortunately modern day culture has a huge pharmaceutical market that prescribes modern day potions to those who are happy-impaired. They pillage loot and rape the world of its nature resources to make happy pills of all shapes and sizes while their law creating friends preach against and ban the natural ingredients. They tell you take two of these and one of those but they never tell you that vitamin C, which is naturally found in such fruits as oranges and kiwis, helps to alleviate unhappiness.
Furthermore, they bombard us with images and news to show that everything is nice. Even when they show us the atrocities of the world, we can snuggle up in our warm duvet and thank the divine Doctor Feelgood that is it someone else , somewhere else. When the shit hits the fan in our backyards the press still finds a way to bring us in together with its jargon and propaganda to cover and tuck us in a big and blinding blanket. Unfortunately that blanket has been so used for so long that it reeks of shit, it is rank and rancid. It is time to stop buying postcards with photos of little babies dressed up in monkey suits or covered up in pretty little pink posies. It is time to prick your fingers on the thorns and notice the manure in which roses come from. It is time to use that money to help feed those starving babies in Niger and where ever else a baby may be starving.
It is time to progress but even progress is a double edged sword waiting to be stuck in the backs of the unsuspecting. Progress is good, but printed too often makes us feel too good and we forget that ‘progress’ should continuously progress. Ask those in the tsunami stricken regions in the Indian ocean about what has progressed and they may just answer that everything has progressed past them, and that they are still stuck in the mud. A situation should never stop progressing, should never stop trying to improve. Progress to a point where documenting what we see empowers us so that we know what is going on and more importantly how to help the situation improve until those involved can help themselves. Then they can observe, learn, be empowered and ready for the next challenge.
Hopefully well get to the day when feeling like shit isn’t bad, it’s just a bad moment in progression.
