You might have died on the front line, member of the team, but did you really know what you fought for?
Where are the reasonable people?
These days,
whether in the midst of, or as witness to the many discussions occurring online,
in person, on the phone, or as seen in the daily MSNBC/Fox News/insert-other-network-here
roundup, certain voices are being sidelined and silenced.
This isn’t a call to revolution just yet. Put the
banners away people.
In fact, you probably wouldn't even know which
particular people or group I refer to. You weren’t aware of them being discriminated
and sidelined in the first place. Because while some of them do get noticed—
the-march-to-the-beat-of-their-own-drummer folk—the Lawrence of Arabia’s and
the Nelson Mandela’s of the world type, most of the people from this particular
group will never attain worldly acclaim. It is hard to classify them, because
they don’t belong under a true title, and therefore harder to address their problems—but
it is necessary nonetheless, because these individuals are crucial. They are
necessary for both society’s survival and continual edification. I can’t categorize them. These folks are too
different and un-box-able, and thus, will never fit. Their personalities are
located too much in the the middle of the Venn diagram, rather than leaning toward
one particular side. These individual are too complex.
So, just by nature of who they are, and because
society usually doesn’t like to deal with individuals more akin to a cryptex
from the Da Vinci Code, preferring the
simplicity of a Disney Lizzy McGuire
type, their breed goes unnoticed and over time sidelined. They are just too
difficult to deal with. These individualists have no advocacy group or Super Pack
to ensure financial security or lasting success though, which makes them all
the more likely to become extinct. In fact, these folks left their ideological
flags and mantras at home today, and because they did so—these people won’t be
heard, or it will take a long time to notice them. They only shout when needs
be. They are Divergent. They are independents.
Go home Joe Lieberman. No one wants you.
Didn’t anyone tell you? Purple is so not the color
for 2014. It wasn’t for the year before either, or the year before for that for
that matter…….
Who are these people then and why do we need them?
These people are a mixture of colors. These people
agree with some of the social issues that their liberal-leaning friends
espouse--#Bartlett4America2014. But, they also give kudos to their conservative
contemporaries and colleagues as well. Sometimes the old guys really do get it
right. But these “different” individuals are more of an endangered species in
the 21st century than commonplace. And, even if perhaps there are
more of these diversifying thinking types, than what currently there appear to
be, for most of these sorts of individuals, their lives will be separate from
others. They will remain so until becoming more comfortable in expressing themselves,
gaining some acceptance and security from fellow peers.
The Divergent
or “different” individual understands that no one group possess the entire truth—and one entity never will.
Whether these entities I refer to are of a political nature, entertainment
conglomerates, businesses, or government institutions makes no difference.
Conformity and ideological assimilation occurs just as easily in Hollywood,
D.C., or at the local PTA meeting as anywhere else. Groupthink is a mass
problem, not solely reserved for either the exclusive or the common. When
individuals only stick to the “pack” or adhere to the “group” mentality though,
crucial progress for humanity becomes lost, because no one (or few did) took the road less traveled by—everyone took
the common thoroughfare. Whoops. Farewell Michelangelo.
The only way to discover which portions of the “group”
are correct and which are diseased or misinformed, is to perform your own research
on the matter. Do your own digging—and not just a garden shovel full, but a
real excavation. I mean Scully and Mulder really were onto something—“The truth
is out there.” Key phrase: out there.
You have to move— the truth is out there, it’s not found here (as you constantly
refresh your Facebook feed). It means you have to actively search for it. You have to think about it. You have to
analyze it. You have to put it into action. You have to play the devil’s
advocate once in a while. You have to try the truth, and then try it again.
Does it work?
Indeed, the
truth is out there—but it’s going to be a looonngg journey. And at times you
are going to hate yourself—wishing you really would have chosen the blue pill, rather
than the red. So pack up. Head for Mordor. Find out where the aliens abducted
your sister to. Save Panem. Go find Private Ryan. And for Pete’s sake when you
come back tell the rest of us what it is all about. So we can learn something too,
and take our own roads less traveled by, using some of the lessons you learned.
Discovering truth requires sacrifice, alienation,
and aching loneliness at times though. Hence, there is a reason why the
majority of the populace hunker down into their comfortable ideologically-driven
Lazy Boy chair—because it’s easy. There is no going out there to find it—and in
subsequently doing so you produce nothing of significant worth. You just sit
here. Here is a place where quoting the party line is always easier. Bashing
someone everyone already bashes is safer. Loving someone everyone already loves
is so much easier than loving someone everyone hates. Why do we hate them?
Finding the truth is harder. Try it. You could win
nothing and lose everything, but the opposite might also occur. And if no one
recognizes your genius, or your bravery, or your differentness in this
lifetime, maybe someone will make an epic Paramount Pictures movie about it in
the future, saturated with the tracks from a John Williams-type, and staring—I don’t
know someone. Or maybe from all of your errors, and mistakes, someone else can
pick up where you left off—and head off on their own journey. At least we are
getting closer now. Closer to fulfillment, closer to happiness, closer to
something that is always better than—well this—stagnation. There are no guarantees
on this journey though. People might build a Lincoln-esque Memorial to you, or
one day skim your name down a list of ancestors while looking at genealogical
records on FamilySearch.com.
It
doesn’t matter though.
And forgive me if I sound bleak, or harsh, but
everyday whether it be in the political realm, religious, entertainment arena, or
even when choosing the damn color for the sofa covers—someone has to take a
specific side on the issue, and per typical, you not only have to choose now you need to have your decision go
along with the crowd as well. You have to
pick a team. You have to fit into the mold of from-wherever-you-were-born.
You have to belong to a certain party and if you don’t—well, then, you lose.
Right now, you’re brave by society’s standards if
you fight alongside your brethren, in following the leader, always remembering to
look ahead into the future. Technological advancement has made us faster at
choosing things, and more efficient in conducting our daily business, but it
has also shortened our attention span, and made us more prone to mass homogeneity.
Picking a team, because everyone else you know is on that one, or not thinking
about anything because it requires too much thought isn’t bravery though—it’s
blind conformity. You might have died on the frontlines, member of the team,
but did you really know what you fought for?
Of course, we will all agree with, and belong to
various groups throughout our individual lifetimes and this is how it should
be. I am not heralding a call for anarchy. Abandon your post. The world is a lie.
Throw yourself off a tower. We do need
organizations. Organizational entities and factions, to a certain extent, are
necessary for societal cohesion. But, when organizational goals become more
important than valuing individual opinion and belief, and when celebrating diversity
becomes more of a trite, politically infused statement, rather than an actual
truism—society has a problem.
So, go out. Solve it.