Or maybe propaganda deprivation would be a better term for how I’m feeling right now. It’s going to be an interesting kind of day.
I know I should have probably taken a mental health day after the weird, not so great day yesterday. Thank you other commuters and mechanical issues. Then there was the issue of understanding how a pivotal person could not see why they need to do their job correctly. But not my circus, not my monkeys, right?
After yesterday, there was this morning. I’m still not sure what set me over the edge enough to type this. Maybe it was the guy who was almost on my bumper to the point had I stopped, he would have had nowhere to go but into my trunk. Or the person who was in such a rush that I had to pull over to the side of the road to let him pass, even though I was going 45/50 in a 35 (yes, I’m telling on myself). Or maybe, just maybe, it was trying to get around people while trying to catch my transfer, then looking up to see advertisements freaking everywhere!
Let’s support DC Mothers and Babies, complete with picture of young, white woman on a sunny day holding her protruding stomach.
Go back to school with [insert college name]. Complete in little to no time with a Bachelor’s in [fill in blank: Business Administration, Business Management, Political Science, etc.], featuring an affluent, young, black woman in a pantsuit sitting behind a desk.
Want to go to a concert? Here’s what’s coming up at [insert musical venue].
Check out this hashtag for information about George Washington, complete with animation and our nation’s colors.
And on and on and on.
There are anthropomorphic squirrels asking you to define “ever” when applying for security clearance jobs, more schools, upcoming musicals, and even things to do around town locally. And that’s just what I noticed this morning!
Does anyone else not see the issues with these?
Sometimes I wonder if the world is breaking or if it’s just me. It’s difficult to just be alive right now without the “try this, do that, look this way, wear this” advertisements thrown in your face. What happened to “be yourself”? What happened to empowerment? What happened to being a community? What happened to having a sense of purpose without the influence of propaganda? When did having boatloads of debt for a piece of freaking paper become a norm? When did making yourself up trump not using it? When did we start caring so much about what was on the outside?
Just some things to think about.
Listening to: Nothing.
Reading: A lot.
Quote of the day: “I wanted a perfect ending. Now I’ve learned, the hard way, that some poems don’t rhyme, and some stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what’s going to happen next.” ― Gilda Rander