I don’t want to get into socialism versus neoliberalism arguments anymore, because both have not succeeded in proving themselves in practice. What I do want, is for people to stop describing things, quality of life, people in terms of monetary value. You need food, clothes, shelter, health, education and freedom to make your life your own without being harmed or harming anyone. The world needs peace, environmentalism, and truth.
That’s it. Nothing more. And money can just be a way to mark a thing in the equation, like when the ‘x’ stands for a missing number. Where can I find a system that achieves that?
I think a major issue I have with living in the US is the fact that people don’t just sit and talk without a reason. Career, money and dreams come before friends, and I get that on some level. (very very slightly) But, it’s not for me, I need to go and sit in a cafe and talk about bullshit, walk next to the river and listen to someone’s love problems, sit near the fortress in the city, drink beer and discuss politics. I need people and I need them talking for real (no small talk, no class related stuff, no internet conversations)
For the past days I’ve been going through an existential crisis. I saw myself as some one who can effect the world, make it a better place, my idealistic nature allows for such foolish thoughts. Now, they’ve been crushed by the fact that I can’t see evolution in our society, has this world ever become a better place?!
The US celebration of Osama’s death has resembled the public executions in the past, we’ve gotten technology but ruined the Earth, we got rid of Hitler, but look what Israel is doing now, artists such as musicians and dancers are not considered inferior, but they now make money sometimes solely on their looks, and so much bloody more.
What is the purpose of so much material, doesn’t it just limit you?
It’s funny how a trip, a play you saw, a concert, a meal in an Ethiopian restaurant, will last you longer than any piece of clothing, smartphone or whatever you have on your amazon wish list right now.
*books do not count because they are the most valuable material things along with cameras… they capture and preserve reality… and I shall spend my whole life hoarding them…
Watched Beautiful Losers the other day and there’s a quote from there: Freedom of the press is guaranteed to those who own one. Obviously, there has been a lot of talk about how today, with internet access, cheaper technology, etc. anyone can get that freedom to express themselves and the ideas they carry around. But, at the same time, if your freedom is used well and attracts a lot of people, it will quickly be swallowed by the capitalistic system. Will your art remain yours? Can the presence of money be controlled?
Regressive taxes are the stupidest idea out there… It’s like giving medications to healthy people so they can be even healthier, and injecting more viruses in to the sick to they can toughen up… Bloody neoconservatives…
Just watched Invisible Children, and I felt bad for crying because I have a fucking safe life. Everything’s bloody peachy. Apart from this world, fuck fuck fuck! I am pissed, and I want to get out of the US, I know why I miss Serbia… things are more messed up at home, and once you live and see messed up things, you not only become stronger but attracted to pain because it makes you see the potential life has in these places… I see little potential in the US, money and consumerism and easy living are blocking my view… I’m sad, angry and irrational… I don’t want to sound childish, I just want to do something with my life.
ako bi ti mogao ispuniti jednu želju, koja bi to želja bila?
dođi ovo leto kod mene u selo… moraće i Ana, i Srđan, i Petr, i svako ko može! Kuvaćemo, krasti kukuruz sa okolnih polja, jesti grožđe i pogače koje pravi moja Nana, kupaćemo se u reci, gledati mlečni put svako vedro veče i pričati, pričati do zore, o svemu što čini naš život i svet… možeš li da ispuniš tu želju?
I’m spending most of my time researching old Yugoslavian underground music, but BUT I did do one of the things on my April List, I have watched Annie Hall. It’s a good movie, some incredibly witty parts, but I was not amazed and my world wasn’t rocked (I expect films to rock my world!) Maybe it’s because my grandma, since I was little taught me not to like Woody Allen. She called him a narcissistic selfish pedophile that looks like something between a dog and a sausage.
If everyone’s going to be starring down while walking on the street, lets paint the world on the pavements. Show them the news, foreign words, paintings, pain and laughter, put it in chalk, graffiti or carefully placed pebbles, but show it on the pavements.
[sometimes I get lazy and even though I’m surrounded by a tone of mind-blowing things I can do, I stay in my room and get lazy, so this is me making myself get more intense with my life… let us hope I respect this list]
This month I shall:
- read a book not related to school, book of choice - Lolita [by Nobokov]
- see the film Annie Hall since it’s embarrassing that you haven’t seen it yet
- go to a music concert
- attend two lectures that are a part of the Human Rights series this quarter
- go into the Bahai temple
- write three letters
- apply for the IS grant this summer or you’ll regret it
Visiting friends at Brown university, seeing girls dancing on poles in the park, a guy vacuuming the lawn, a girl with mickey mouse ears, hippie guitar players, people walking on wires (tried doing that, they helped me but my balance sucked)… I am in love with this place. I wish people at Northwestern would chose to relax in this way. But no, work work work… Don’t get me wrong, I love reading about history and writing essays (I am a nerd), but there’s another aspect of life. We’re in a strange period of our life and we should do strange things. Google ‘hippie’, ‘Dali’, ‘bohemian’ for further details…