Confronting Reality

It’s difficult.

I think that’s why humanity must have invented religion and crazy political theories.

Nothing brings this to the fore than going clothes shopping after a year.

Yes, my neck size is now that. So is my waist.

Shit.

There must be some other reason beside my past choices.

This is where my life is. It must be someone else’s fault. God must have a plan. It must be the fault of some force that a politician can save me from.

That’s it.

None of it is my choice.

Desperate to Fit In

Silly people like to say that people have never been so divided politically. These people are known at historically illiterate.

That being said, I watched The Conformist over the weekend for the first time about a politically divided time in the politically divided 20th century when the world torn itself apart over various -isms.

It’s about one mans desperate need to fit in and what he’ll do just simply not draw attention to himself, to blend it, to conform.

Give it a watch.