When you have a fuck to give but don’t give it — congratulations, you’re indifferent.
Sorry — not sorry
‘I’m sorry but…’
Hmm, ain’t that the familiar line from someone who’s about to tell you how much they just don’t give a fuck?
We’ve all been there, on a micro or macro level.
After a break up, I remember falling to my knees in front of an ex, crying my eyes out asking why this was happening to us. The response was not a comforting hug, or reassuring words — nope. What there was, was this opening line ‘I’m sorry but…’. Yep, indifference 101.
Sometime afterwards, I went to the cinema and watched the film He’s just not that into you. I watched with a wry smile the whole way through, I’ll call it a part of my therapy. After all, you need to acknowledge the issue in order to recover.
You ain’t ‘colour blind’
When people say ‘I don’t see colour, I want to live in a colour blind society’, I hear — I don’t see you. I don’t know about you, but this is problematic to me.
This is indifference.
There is nothing noble about not being bothered to acknowledge there are differences between people, just fucking acknowledge it — not use it as a tool to oppress and suppress.
I am me, you are you. This is the reality of humanity, similarities and differences. If you have to pretend that similarities and differences somehow don’t exist, in order for you to treat another human being right — aren’t you just suppressing an urge to divide and conquer? Are you encouraging this bonkers idea of assimilation of human beings, to in fact become less human and more monolithic — robots?
I draw my own conclusions to those questions, how about you?
We are always warned about the danger of fire, ‘don’t play with fire’ they say — because of course, it burns.
But, the road to revolution is paved with fire. The revolution, is not the road less travelled. It is already alight with revolutionaries footprints, and we are obliged to come to pass through it again — and again.
Everything changes. Whether we give a fuck or not.
“I used to love him — now I don’t.” — Lauryn Hill (song: Ex Factor)
Maybe everybody should get rehab after heartbreak, yay or nay — it starts with giving a fuck about something or someone.
We all need to be out here trying, don’t we?
Are you a spectator or a participant?
James Baldwin wrote The Fire Next Time back in 1963, one hundred years after the Emancipation Proclamation in the the USA. In it he stated “you know ,and I know, that the country is celebrating one hundred years of freedom one hundred years too soon.” — James Baldwin
He also gave us a stark warning and dared us to do away with indifference, with the books opening and closing line:
‘God gave Noah the rainbow sign, no more water the fire next time!’