Nothing in this blog can be believed. If you think that anything in this blog is true or factual, you'll need to verify it from another source. Do you understand? No? Then read it again, and repeat this process, until you understand that you cannot sue me for anything you read here. Also, having been sucked into taking part in the mass-murder of more than 3 million Vietnamese people on behalf of U.S. Big Business "interests", I'm as mad as a cut snake (and broke) so it might be a bit silly to try to sue me anyway...

Friday, August 05, 2005

you alright mate?

"You alright mate?" she said with a thick Scot's (Glaswegian's?) accent, having no idea at all about how much I love listening to the vast variety of these. They are all music to my ears.

"You alright mate?" she said, triggering a memory of a John Cleese skit titled "Don't mention the war."

"You alright mate?" she said, reminding me of how I envy the comfort and certainty she derives from her religious experiences. I used to have faith in the idea of reincarnation and the comfort and certainty I derived from my religious experiences. Then I started to question these and it all went up in a puff of nihilistic smoke leaving me with nothing but a sceptic's endless repertoire of questions and doubts.

"You alright mate?" she said, and I wondered how I can ever be "alright" while we in the "developed" world live a "lifestyle" (deathstyle?) which is stripping the planet of non-renewable resources at a terrifying rate and which consumes, on average, about five times the per-capita share of renewable resources available on Lifeboat Earth. I wondered how I could be "alright", knowing that we shamelessly deceive, exploit, subjugate and even kill by the hundreds of thousands (or millions if needs be), those who threaten or stand in the way of this "lifestyle" which we have made virtually compulsory within our "superior" society.

So, to answer the dear wee lassie's question at last... Am I alright? Yes and no. Yes, sort of, if you mean "has another bout of depression passed?" Yes, if you mean "did I patch things up with my partner of ten years and whom I was in the throes of leaving (yet again)?" No, if you mean "have I been cured?" or "does this shit look like it's ever going to end?" I am very clear about why I have "suicidal ideation". It's to try to escape the unbearable pain I feel as a result of being alive in this chrome plated deathstyle called "Western society."

4 Comments:

Blogger me & God... said...

what a response.

have you ever thought about going n helping those people in the non "Western society"? - you actually sound like the perfect candidate. you sound like you actually care about the world. go help those dying people we're exploiting man. i bet that would cure you. its not about the masses, its about individuals. don't actions speak louder than words? i get told this all the time: your words mean nothing if your actions don't correspond to what you preach. or am i being wide now? i'm not trying to be. is the keyboard mightier than the machine gun?

your glaswegian mate.

August 17, 2005 11:55 AM  
Blogger Gerry said...

Nora. My actions? I think I'm doing admirably by doing this blog. But hey, yeah, I'm a hypocrite.

Is the keyboard mightier than the machine gun? Yes, I think so.

August 18, 2005 11:47 PM  
Blogger me & God... said...

actually yeah of course you're right! what am i on about? i think i was talking about something else... aye - us brits rock. how shocking was the shooting? sick. poor family. too right they refused the "compensation".

August 21, 2005 7:34 AM  
Blogger Gerry said...

The shooting was bad. Caused partly by letting their shooters be trained by Israeli "anti-terrorist" terrorists, partly by misunderstood signals from the surveillance dudes, and partly by the high level of paranoia around at the time.

August 22, 2005 10:34 AM  

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