14 janvier 2013 1 14 /01 /janvier /2013 22:51
I am lying in my bed, with technology to put me in relation with the world outside. A simple radio and my smart phone. I will by this post break a rule. When I started this blog, I decided following: never write a name of a friend or a relative, never talk about my job or my boss, never give my political opinion. Why? Because I am not a journalist, I am not bright enough to know where the words on here can lead me and my closest people and I don't want to put them or myself in a difficult situation. I've been sticking on these rules the whole seven years and a half this blog has been existing but tonight, I will break the last one. Oh no, you won't know for which president I did vote in spring 2012 but maybe the things I will name will show you a part of me that is neither right nor wrong. Here you are, this is not an exhaustive list: A new war every day on the radio Speculations with numbers and theory in the banks People not carrying about relationships that may take energy Double morality about ecology at every corner of the street Mafia leading the world under, world that is going up Girls being raped by several men in India or Sweden People being shot in small villages in Sweden during a normal peace time Athletes getting some prizes for good work while other are crying about their earlier doping, doping that helped to win a lot Artists with love of literature enthusiastic about dictatorships People wanted to restrict others in their will to live the life they want to ( thinking of demonstrations against marriage between people of the same sex) Couple getting married, divorced, remarried, redivorced, whose kids maybe have a very different idea of what a family is than what the society want it to be People giving more money and energy to their pets than to their old relatives People paying expansive money to run on a band at the gym while the government spends a lots of money to make the woods around beautiful and protected Old jokes from the beginning of the eighties that are thirty years later sounding bitter because nothing changed for the better, people just outside our doors are still starving Travels here and there just to get some sun while you don't even know the history of the city you're living in Documentary about the Second World War on the public tv, accessible to everyone, and nobody that reacts and try to think of what we are living now I am far to be a perfect people, acting good in every situation but I am scared. Tonight, when I listen to the repeating news, I am crying in my bed like a little girl because all this is so much bigger than me. But what if everyone was doing the same? What if everyone was living the cowardness at its highest level? Is it time to make a real change, a good one based on helping each other, just a little, with what we have, starting to care without religion or dictator to tell us what to do, just our heart and the thought that one day, it may be you who may lay down? I am not better as everyone, and I am tired tonight and these tears make me look older than I am, so I will sleep on that and begin the day tomorrow in the same way I began this one this morning. But what if I would wake up on the other side?