-Inspired by the fact that I can’t believe the Clippers players still played after Donald Sterling’s comments.
We live in a generation where we riot on empty streets, and give “I have a dream” esque speeches on no higher platform than that of twitter. It’s scary how completely and utterly content we’ve come. Ironic is that complete credit for our current comforts, can be wholly attributed to our forefathers ability to be so actively discontent. I fear that a million man march will never happen again, and that one day I will tell my grandkids stories about how I was 1 of 1 million retweets that promised to help a great cause. God knows I hate those “RT to save a life” tweets that go around twitter, and I dislike myself for how frequently I’m online to catch them.
We live in a generation of once superheroes, who have truly forgotten how to use their powers. A generation where I’ve heard “One man can’t change the world” whispered in the wind of the same great cities that have watched such things happen. God remembers how much power he blessed us with, before technology and growth caused us to forget. We’ve grown so much, and have outgrown key elements of life that we were supposed maintain at the core of it all.
I fear that we live in a generation that will only allow itself to be furthered by technological advancements from here on out. We’ve given up the power in the music. We’ve given up the power in the voice. We’ve given up the power in the body. MLK walks around reincarnated in the body of a person with no social media, and consequently no following, nor voice, nor power. Malcolm X runs a “Indie” blog that this generation will never allow to be made mainstream.
How did this happen? When did it become “Indie” to have ideas that will push civilization forward, and mainstream to twerk on the standstill surface of intellectual destruction.
I fear I don’t know how to end this, I want to keep writing. I want to keep finding sentences that will click with you as an individual, but 3 people read my blog on a good day, and I’m just Shane Adams -1400 B.C. Bible Writer, 2014- Indie blogger, writing words that should, but won’t change the world YET.
“Hi do you mind hearing me out for a second?” How many times have we heard this and instantly tensed up, while immediately and frantically searching your brain for an exit strategy?” Now I will be the first one to admit I am guilty of doing this, and have done so just the other day. In my admittance I also have to shamefully reflect on how many times as a writer, I have pushed for someone to read my blog, or a chapter in my novel. I have gone out and tweeted the link to this blog so many times that I should not have fingers to type as I do in this moment. I tweeted it with hope though. In hope that whoever is behind that computer screen is not just ignoring it, but actually clicking, and going on to explore the world that is my thoughts. However I have to take a step back today, and ask myself, how dare I ask for this , when I wouldn’t do it for somebody else?
This situation is an example of double standard living in society. A topic that has come and fleeted across my mind for many years, but had not manifested into words of my own until now. We live in a world where we say, and we tweet “What goes around comes around.”“Do onto others as you would want done onto you.”“Lead by example.” But that’s where it stops. We say it, we tweet it, but we seldom live by it. Even with this knowledge at the forefront of our consciousness, we still will give fuel to the problem, and we still will not change. This leads me to wonder is it human nature to be this way? Is it in our genetic make up to tell our significant other that they can’t have a friend of the opposite sex, but we can? Are we as parents allowed to tell our children to not smoke marijuana, but we can? And finally am I as an aspiring writer allowed to sell my dream to others but not buy theirs?
I know I cant change the world, and I have not yet scratched the surface of this topic, and in all honesty will probably write many more post about it.
However, I write this with a dream and a prayer that as a reader you will think twice in your decisions, think twice in your accusations, and think twice in your rules.