Writing is done with passion and hope. Yes, there are artistic works about apathy and depression but the person that wrote them had to have the passion to complete the work with the hope that he could reach an audience with the message. I have written several essays on hope and it’s been a theme throughout my blog. I sort of believe that if enough people care, there will be a groundswell of public optimism that would prevent expansion of domestic spying and invasion of privacy.
Oh well, what a stupid vision. Legal Domestic Spying was expanded.
So now I have to expect that my every utterance and thought will be monitored to determine if I’m a died in the wool closet pervert, an Arab Terrorist or perhaps, aiding and abetting other enemies of the state like The Democrats.
During my mildly despondent state, I’ve made some interesting discoveries.
In terms of word usage,
Hope is to Ardor or Passion
as Despair is to Apathy.
Now this goes along with one of my previous essays on Dante’s sign overt the portal to hell which is “Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch’intrate” or “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.” Indeed life without hope is a life in hell. Still, I have not given up hope for better days, I’m going to hang glide a mile high and kayak with crocodiles at the end of this month. I also intend to do something banal with the rest of my my life like open a casino. I have hopes that I will live the commensurate hedonistic Fatsavage experience. I enjoyed writing with passion about being a real Fat Savage because perfection at that is so easy.
It’s just that I don’t really have hope that I can change the world and make it a better place to live. Having the government running porn sites is not in my designs for a better world nor is spying on all the owners of WordPress blogs. I should think that there are more pressing issues like unfucking up the nation of Iraq or returning America to a place of prestige in the scientific world. For instance, I may need stem cell research to grow a new liver after all the rum I’ve drunk and I wouldn’t want it to come from falsified Korean Data funded by American Pharmaceutical Companies because they can’t do it in America.
Another discovery from my despondent state is that there are few really excellent works on despair and apathy. Two of the good ones that come readily to mind are Soylent Green and Cat’s Cradle (Check Both in Wikipedia). In both books total knowledge about the world leads to apathy and suicidal actions by some of the main characters. I can’t recall any genre other than Science Fiction which handles despair so well.
Now, I’m not about to commit suicide because of George Bush and his army of neo-nazi’s. I must admit that at times of cerebral despair, I take great joy in my hedonistic nature and my pleasure indulging the sins of the flesh.
It’s just that its hard for a caged bird to want to sing unless you put marijuana seeds in the bird food like Hertz did years go. So maybe Mike E is right after all.