Sometimes I wonder: What the hell is the point? It feels as if we’re just battling against overwhelming forces. We constantly hear: You matter; Your voice matters; Your vote matters; fight for your rights and beliefs. Yet still it feels as if we just shouting in the wind. That all we are allowed is a brief shout before the steamroller start up.
I usually try to just keep out of things, to block out the events of this world on pain of falling into a great disastrous internal great depression and wig-out like one of those white kids you see on CNN. One example of shouting in the wind is this hike in Social Security and Medical Benefit. I have no in-depth knowledge on the matter but I’ve been following the papers and listening to talk on the street which only served in raising my blood pressure and killing my vibe.
As talk would have it the fault lies in mismanagement and incompetence. The solution: dig deeper into the people’s wallets (It seems there is no other way). Not surprisingly people were up in arms. The usual grumbling, vex face, chupsing and complaining. People let their voices be heard. Talk of unfairness and breaking camel back was abound. The media did a job of airing out both sides of this issue. Add on top of that the increase in the water bill. So our lives are being reduced to ‘Biting the Bullet’, ‘Tighten Your Belt’ and ‘Structural Adjustments’.
So now we’re just shouting in the wind. Our voices were heard (we hope) yet the thing that was proposed as a ‘maybe’ (as if it was open to debate and an alternative would be looked into with earnest) became a certainty in no time flat. So whats the point? Why make noise? What is it going to take to get a little ease? It just feels as if the powers that be just don’t take us seriously. Its as if they know all we’re going to do is grumble and hiss and chups then chew on a healthy dose of bullets. You know, I do have to tighten my belt, but its not to bear no strain.
Dat Bwoi for Jackie 