To Be Dissident |
"To say now that America was right, and England wrong, is exceedingly easy," Douglass declared. "Everybody can say it. . . . But there was a time when, to pronounce against England, and in favor of the cause of the colonies, tried men's souls. They who did so were accounted in their day, plotters of mischief, agitators and rebels, dangerous men. To side with the right, against the wrong, with the weak against the strong, with the oppressed against the oppressor! here lies the merit, and the one which, of all others, seems unfashionable in our day."
When I post something about film here, the entry gets dozens of comments.
When I post something about government here, the entry gets zero comments.
When I post something sociologically related, depending on the topic and/or metaphor, the angle, it gets a good share of comments.
Here is what I will say to you:
Art, governments and sociology; nay, all the humanities, are related.
They are mirrors reflecting one another.
To say there is no correlation between the empty stories you view in movie theaters and the theater that has become the news media and the troubles facing us right this instant in our homes, towns, states, countries… our world… to say all that is to say… well, can you really believe it? Can you believe that a lack of useful myths does not affect our world, and that the way we live in our world and what we allow does not create hollow story?
It is your mirror.
Have you ever seen a movie about a war?
The really terrible ones that are so good that the terrible war makes you cover your mouth and think, “God! How could this have ever happened!? Well not for me, no; not for my family and friends. Thank God for these times. These better, safer times.”
Hey guess what, we’re in a war now.
I know! Weird, right? It took me awhile to notice, too.
And shit, guess what: IT TURNS OUT THAT I DON'T AGREE WITH THE WAR.
Meaning, if I wouldn't fight it myself, then clearly I would not send anyone else in my place as it is not worth fighting.
I also do not tolerate being lied to.
But what to do.
But where to start.
Where. To. Start.
I’m an artist.
And there are all kinds of change to be had in the house of mirrors.
And it doesn’t always have to be so heavy, so serious, in order to mean something.
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