Honestly this piece was hard for me to read, other than Badiou’s
wonderful use of a good simile - which my secondary school English teacher
would have loved him for, I just wasn't that interested! I had to read it
several times just to understand it. How many times do we need to hear about
our "crisis" and the (here comes it first metaphor of the night)
masked villains who drove us to destruction? Honestly right now I find myself
numb to the whole thing, at one time I was furious, sad and even distraught,
but come on!! Can you blame me, as "FINANCIAL CRISIS", "GLOBAL
WARMING" and simply "WE'RE FUCKED" is repeatedly shouted at us
like a never-ending, relentless broken record?
When did I stop caring? Honestly I don't even care about not
caring. I like to think of myself as being informed, capable of taught and
action, as not being one of "those who are watching the show" as
Badiou puts it. And I hope I can reignite my (for lack of a better word) interest in well…. us, as a species, in our world and in our future. But right
now please just shut up, pour a pint, put on a catchy tune and dance.
P.S. - Please don’t associate me mentioning alcohol in my
second blog with the fact that I am Irish. Irish people drinking alcohol is a
stereotype and an unfair one to many Irish people, as such I don’t want to be
labelled as one ……. Even though I am lol.
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