Can someone please tell me how to produce or say anything new and/or original in a world with approx. 6.5 billion fellow human beings? Not to mention the long since deceased who confront us with our dullness even more because they viciously carved stuff in stone, painted things on canvas or wrote thoughts on paper so that we never forget that they came first (scientists estimate that until today 100 to 200 billion Homo Sapiens Sapiens had to struggle with this less than suboptimal existence we call life). Thus every thought has been thought already, so why [a] think at all and [b] even bother to show off with that? You could easily exchange thinking with reading and not even notice as long as the appropriate text is at hand (which is far from impossible in times of Google Books©™, laptops, iPhones©™, and all the crapy rest).
The one thing to blame for all this discontent is again my most favourite scapegoat: our lovely zeitgeist called Neoliberalism. It condemned us to truly “become ourselves”, to be a total individual (always!), to re-invent ourselves over and over.* In times of the atomic individual the worst you could do is being ordinary, predictable, similar to so many. But how can this ever be avoided when reflecting the above mentioned?! Is the individual existence negated when it resembles millions of other human lives? Do you waste your life if you do the same job for 40 years and never move?
The one thing to blame for all this discontent is again my most favourite scapegoat: our lovely zeitgeist called Neoliberalism. It condemned us to truly “become ourselves”, to be a total individual (always!), to re-invent ourselves over and over.* In times of the atomic individual the worst you could do is being ordinary, predictable, similar to so many. But how can this ever be avoided when reflecting the above mentioned?! Is the individual existence negated when it resembles millions of other human lives? Do you waste your life if you do the same job for 40 years and never move?
* To be fair, Jean-Paul Sartre and Simone de Beauvoir are prime suspects in this case as well but in order to elaborate this I would have to read – and I can’t be bothered with that. Sorry, too lazy for Existentialism™. I visited their grave though (yes, I’ve f**** been to Paris!), that must be enough. Sorry for this ADD-related footnote.
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