I found a light out of the cave.

9 05 2007

Today in lit class, we were discussing Brave New World, Aldous Huxley’s dystopian novel. We ended up talking about the “system” and how we all buy into it in various ways. It was strange, how everyone in the circle seemed aware of the fact that things are fucked up, but they admitted their complacency. They were okay, comfortable even, with things continuing the way they are; after all, they’re upper-middle class–no worries there. I countered with the fact that they were complacent in their own oppression (oppression of their hopes/dreams/aspiration in this case, not that they’re oppressed by being white or something dumb like that). My teacher mentioned Plato’s allegory of the Cave and explained it to us, but it seemed that my classmates were depressed and cynical about this; one guy said that humanity is hopeless.
I see something different, though: I believe I have escaped from the Cave, and that many others I know, either online (from the blogroll, livejournal, etc), or in real life, have as well. I think there’s hope for humanity; we are curious creatures, and we can make this world a better place. We can reject capitalist notions of “wealth”, and reject white-patriarchal standards of “success”. We can live for art, live for peace, live for love. There are so many strong activists out there that are doing amazing, hard, painful work that aren’t getting recognized because of this prevalence of pragmatism and cynicism.

We are stronger than we think.




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