Every day I sit down in front of this computer and scan the internet for news, and every day I’m convinced that the world has gone stark raving mad. The situation in the Middle East is bad enough. With the televised burning of a caged human being, the terrorists have degenerated to new lows in an effort to impress the civilized world with their cruelty. They aren’t the only ones.
There is so much information available to the hungry masses, anything that doesn’t shock the senses is lost in the tsunami of words and images. And so much of what we consume is either misinterpreted or outright lies that it becomes difficult to know what is true. Governments and media have perfected the art of propaganda, and the unfortunate result is that more and more, we don’t trust those institutions even when they tell the truth.
The current vaccination controversy is a prime example. I know in my heart that measles vaccinations are good and have saved countless lives, but in my head there is a nagging doubt that fears enforced injections by all-powerful entities. (Dr. Mengele’s death camp experiments and Tuskegee come to mind.) This view has been reinforced by decades of Hollywood movies and countless conspiracy theories. Since the sixties, we have been conditioned to be skeptical.
And we have good reason to be skeptical. We’ve been fed so many lies by Democrats, Republicans and big business it’s beyond the pale. Iraq has weapons of mass destruction. Your personal information will be safe in the hands of the Affordable Care Act. Smoking does not cause cancer. The list goes on and on. You’d have to be crazy to not be a skeptic in this day and age.
The happiest people are those who live off the grid, disconnected from the chattering madness, or those who are heavily medicated. With the current trend toward legalizing drugs that may become the preferable option for many, although it will do nothing to correct the problem.
As much as I would like to be happy and sane living apart from the civilized world, I’ve become addicted to eating and having a roof over my head. It’s my job, for what it’s worth. I’ll continue to log onto social media and shake my head in disbelief at the crackpot opinions of my fellow humans. And despite the daily barrage of viral insanity, I will continue to hope that it will all work out somehow.
Does that make me crazy?