Ramblin’ on…

I have often seen among people inside my family and outside, a peculiar attitude.  The more wrong they are, the more righteous they get.  When you demonstrate to them the fallacy of their position through empirical evidence and cogent argument, they take refuge in the time worn clichés of culture, tradition, honour and what have you.  In any discussion or debate, the opposing view is not based on reason and common sense, but on grievances, real or imagined.  Why don’t we have more enlightened view of life in general?  I suspect that people in general like to associate with and seek the company of the likes of their own, and the moment they are confronted with something or someone not like them, that is beyond the pale of their cosy assumption, the anxiety takes over.  If you say that life on a day to day basis can be a bit of a wretched business in this country and those who have the good fortune of leaving its shore for western hemisphere are probably right and justified in not coming back, when you make your point most calmly and rationally, and not just on this issue, but on any serious matter, the people in general are ready to jump at your throat.  Why is it getting so difficult to have a civilized discourse going?  Why can’t you say that it is our choice to launch ourselves into the unknown, to be undisturbed by the past—without the apprehension of repercussion?  You are not in the business of lying.  You just manipulate the truth to keep disaster at bay.  The walls are closing around you. Is it so difficult to aspire to decency and harmony?  Must you also be swimming along with the rising tide of meanness and bigotry?  They think your complexity mocks them, but you think their simplicity mocks you.  You wonder what the malaise is and what the symptom is.  Is your vibrating passion up to the scratch to take on society’s onslaught?  You’re left with only one and one question only.  What’s the bloody Goddamn point!!  Let them go to hell... let everybody go to hell.  What do you care if wallowing in stupidity gives a large mass their mojo.  Cook your goose, stew in your own juice!!  You are only curious to know what really the shape of the oblivion is.