Greetings! It's been a while since my last blog post, I know. It's because I've been experiencing the slowdown of time which occurs when one moves from a transient lifestyle to a more permanent one. Things happen more gradually here in Lowell than during my time in Germany, so it's hard to tell what is of significance these days. I'm still learning and growing but the progress is far less obvious.
Returning to my dusty old life in Lowell has been a huge disappointment. However, it's still just a part of life, with it's seemingly random assortment of moments. There are still beautiful moments, in which I say to myself "golly gee, I'm sure glad I'm doing this." There are also many horrific moments, in which I feel like my soul is being ripped out. It's the ubiquitous signals that our American culture is superficial and not quality-oriented but profit-oriented, and that so many people are living in misery because of it.
There are also moments in which I'm satisfied not by what I'm doing but by genuine gratitude inspired by a fleeting perspective of an existence far worse than my own, experienced by millions of people this very instant.
I was in a bookstore one day reading about service oriented architectures and sipping a delicious cafe latte. Because of the latte I had to go take a shit. One of the stalls had no toilet paper left. As a result there was a long line of boys and men patiently and not so patiently waiting to satisfy themselves.
When I got back to my table there was a woman wearing tons of makeup obviously disgruntled with her duty of taking out the trash from the big trash can with a door made in by the billions in some factory engraved with the infuriating words "Thank you!". I got up and said to her "Excuse me, I'm not sure you're the right person to ask about this, but, there's no more toilet paper in the mens bathroom over there, and there's a big line."
The woman was already pissed off before I opened my mouth. To her I was yet another pain in the ass customer about to complain about some trivial inconvenience. She replied with uncensored sarcasm "Oh great! Just what oye need, another thing to do! Well, 'tis the season! Oy've been wrrkin ten hours today. I wish oye ad the luxury to sit around sipping cwaffee and staring at my compyooda." Yeah she was pissed. I smiled and nodded as she looked away and begrudgingly went on emptying the trash can. I went back to my book and coffee.
What an asshole. What a saint. What a symbol of America. What a disappointed person. What do you get when you try you're best but don't have the luxury of opportunity? Why are some people miserable who have had all the opportunity in the world? I can only speculate about what her story is, but regardless it was a collision of incompatible island universes.
There I was, an innocent college student trying to figure out something so I can get some semblance of satisfaction from my current experience at the university. I got a coffee because I could, and it's something I enjoy. A poor frustrated woman with the crappy job of taking out the trash takes me for a snob, and I make her already miserable day worse.
There I was, a spoiled boy who had just come back from a regal trip to Europe that only snobbish intellectuals can have. Of course I had a coffee because I had gotten used to luxury, taken it for granted, wasted money like it meant nothing just to satisfy my selfish desires. I got worked up about an insignificant detail like toilet paper, and took it upon myself to show an overworked underpaid woman trying to make a decent life for herself just how low she is in comparison to my elite class.
You see the dichotomy here? Why are social classes the way they are? What brings about such a disturbing conflict of two equally valid realities? I suspect it's borne of divergence of cultures over the centuries.
Cultures seem to evolve much like organisms do, obeying Darwin's "survival of the fittest." Fitness in the cultural realm inherits the baseline requirement that it's human participants must survive and reproduce. Additionally, for the culture to live on, it must be maintained across generations.
In a world of warring cultures, these two conditions (participants survive, and it is passed on) are not enough. The culture must be constantly spreading itself, much like a virus. Thus we'll add a third requirement for a successful culture- it must encourage it's participants to get other humans to leave their current cultures and join it.
Families were the first cultures, then tribes, then villages, then various trades. Then religions. Then the various forms of overarching governments which centrally manage many villages and cities. Since then, multitudes of cultures surrounding modes of government have been battling it out. In considering the issues of trades and religions as cultures, it becomes clear that the evolution of cultures is deeply entangled with the survival of man.
Our particular culture, in America, looks to be composed primarily of capitalism, democracy, and Christianity. We are no longer in the theoretical world where everything is beautiful and curious but this is real reality. People are living and dying, are happy and are mostly suffering. From my experience in Germany, I'd venture to guess the dominant culture there is mostly capitalism, democracy, and Christianity too. However there exist also remnants of a culture in which people are taught to have dignity. To insist on quality. This cultural element seems to be lacking in America, and this saddens me to no end, because "American" is supposedly "me".
Capitalism and democracy flourished and nourished generations, up to what we youth know as "the world," the emerging global society. Apparently there's nothing better in terms of cultural fitness, because capitalism is in fact the glue that makes globalization possible. It is leading the future global culture.
But come on, it's fucking horrifying! Look at all the poor people in the world who are just suffering and dying by the millions because the higher echelons of the capitalistic culture have deemed it, albeit through numerous layers of indirection, to be morally right. It's no individual person who is to blame, lo and behold, there is nothing concrete to blame at all.
What is to blame? Darwin? No, he was a messenger. Darwinists? No, they are also messengers. Capitalists? Aren't you yourself a capitalist? How are you able to read this right now? The Jews? No! The Mexicans? No! The Christians? No! Any particular society? No!
God? Is God to blame? Well, what do you mean by God? By God do you mean the omnipotent invisible man in the sky who's going to love you forever if you take Jesus Christ as your lord and your savior? Or by God do you mean the totality of reality itself?
Who's to blame for the evil-ness of a lion eating a rabbit? Nobody, It's just a fact. Both of them are just trying to get by. It seems that it's the same story of evolution on the level of galaxies, solar systems, species, genes within species, cultures, and cultures within cultures. It's the way reality has evolved, and will continue to evolve - emergence of evolving and competing entities.
We're a part of it just as much as a person dying of Aids in Africa or the neurotic American businessman who indirectly caused that person to die through decisions he made that were the best decision he could make at the time.
I suspect that through understanding this emergent structure of evolving cultures (which implies an understanding of psychlogy), we can discover the paths of causality (both soceital and psychological) which cause suffering in the world.
Perhaps the way to live, the ideal way of the human for which many are searching, is to live in such a way that contributes to the de-evolution of those societal and psychological structures which lead to misery for many people, including oneself.