The…Dreariness of it All
by Bodwyn ‘Henrik Ibsen’ Wook
It is as though all of our Western life has been drowsing with heartburn in a bad late-modern Norwegian domestic reverie for much, much too long; James Thurber, after all & now eighty years ago & more, had the LAST original thing to say about marriage & so by now we surely had ought to have given it up.
In the first place, why does this insoluble phantasy of ‘salvation through personal love’ continue to hold the centre of the social stage even after a thousand years of failure since the Troubadour Age?
In the second place, exactly how many of our sons & daughters as actual feeling & moral persons really are even ‘meant’ to meet the inevitable failure & misery of Life in only THIS unutterably boring (!) way?
And in the third place, what is wrong with our ‘education’ in the first place, that students seemingly get no serious RANGE of literature & hence no knowledge WHATSOEVER of the many other Dooms that can be lived…and, just maybe, a lot more honestly, with Integrity both mythically & ‘psychologically’?
After all, there are a host of ways to acquire ones success & guilt & failure & rage…but none of THAT now, for in our schooling these are as concealed as the arcana of the banking CEOs!
What passes now in the North Atlantic endtime for ‘school’ instead leaves the little shits empty of head & so they are abandoned DEFENCELESSLY ‘free’ to roll around & be bathed & soaked in the incessant smut of ‘marketing’ & world-wide Lies.
[That we still haven’t given up the marriage deception arguably is, as a society now on its inspirational uppers, we CAN not & that so because we are a Civilisation now wholly dead at its center & so not in touch with any living further possibility as an actual creative Culture — ed]
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[20 July 2014]