by Guest » Mon 22 Aug 2005, 06:22:59
I was at a concert this weekend, attended by around 20,000 people. We camped the first night there (it was a several-day show) along with maybe a quarter or a half of the other concert-goers. So I'd say that first night there were maybe 5,000 people camping in the area we were.
And all I heard that evening (the whole evening, all night long) was a bunch of drunken lunatics spouting all kinds of stuff at each other, some nice but some not-so-nice (I woke up at around 4am to an argument several tents over filled with an enormous amount of profanity; I almost was thinking it was coming to physical blows, over what I don't know).
Granted, it's a concert and many people drove a long way away from their normal lives in order to attend, so for many folks that kind of activity may have truly been a rare fun indulgence (being a psytrance fiend I have sympathy for outdoor parties on occasion, and while this concert wasn't psytrance I'm sure the love for some people is the same). But I just had a gut sense that for at least a few thousand people, this was their normal weekend routine (if not weekday), not just a rarity, and that this defined part of their lifestyle at this time.
And in a way that was not related to age (I wasn't much older than most of those people and I'm certainly no fuddy-duddy), I became really deeply discomforted in this situation, especially after overhearing that loud argument, because it just gave me a deep reminder of how precarious our culture is right now and how some situations are to the brink of either quiet dissolution or utter chaos.
And that was deeply surreal; sitting at my campsite watching and listening to a bunch of other loud people there and thinking to myself "I feel like the whole thing is coming off the tracks, and I'm watching a bit of it happening, right now".
So believe me, you're not alone. And in all honesty I think treating the situation as surreal is probably one of the most helpful ways to cope with the whole thing, because IMO that "one step removed" feeling coincides with the kind of holistic empathy that we're all going to need to get through this mess alive (and not necessarily alive in physical terms; I'm thinking of a different kind of "alive" here).
I discovered PO almost a year ago now, and not only has it changed my outlook on a great many things, it's also made me pay attention to some things I previously ignored. And what I started finally paying attention to really hit home for me in terms of understanding our overall situation.
A year ago, if you'd showed me a movie of what this past year has been like to witness from a PO perspective, I would have thought it was the weirdest most outlandish fiction I'd seen in my life. And yet, here it is.
Fiction has got NOTHING on what reality is doing right now.