Tuesday, January 24, 2012
The End of the World
“Some say the world will end in fire, and some say in ice.”
~Robert Frost ~
I know he was talking about relationships when he wrote this, but it also applies to the whole end of the world theory. Ever since 2012 started all I hear is how the world is supposed to end and we all are supposed to suffer horrible fates. Then I shake my head at the stupidity, because if people really knew the world was already going to hell in a hand basket. I don’t understand why we have to set a date for mankind to completely lose its way, when it took a wrong turn years ago. I don’t think that people really grasp how much our world has changed.
There was once a time that we were able to sleep in our homes and leave the doors unlocked. We knew absolutely everyone in our neighborhoods and never once had to question their integrity or intentions. We were trusting, we actually gave a damn, we cared about other people and we always wanted to help. Way before alarm systems, pepper spray, and tasers became necessary precautions; we trusted easy. Now we eye everyone with suspiciousness, always waiting for the other shoe to drop. We see someone stuck on the side of the road and instead of stopping; we keep it moving, because we think know a set up when we see one.
People don’t care these days, why because caring could get you killed. People have no fear. They aren’t afraid to hurt you and they are not afraid to take your life. The news proves that to us every day when we see some young mother going to jail for doing only God knows what to her kids, or kids killing their parents because they want to do what they want to do. It makes no sense, when exactly did we take this wrong turn?
When did people stop caring, when did hello’s and good byes start becoming rhetorical phrases? When did the rapping become a money thing instead of an artistic form of expression? When did the first line of an album’s thanks you’s stop being “I’d like to thank the creator “to “I’d like to thank myself.”? People kill me when they say that they got somewhere on their own when there is a higher power at work somewhere. Stop claiming the “team of me” and focus on how it really is that you became this extraordinary.
When did the world come to an end? Since the very beginning we’ve been crumbling in the tower of our existence. There is no expiration date on our demise. There’s no rewind button or a switch that we can flick. So the next time someone says that the world is coming to an end, ask them where the hell have they been this entire time, it's already here.