The dude is dilusional

Ok, we'll get to the title, but first, something else.
When you think about it, what would you say is the zeitgeist of our generation and current time? Think about it. When you think about life, about purpose, about motivation, what is the pervasive ethos of our time?

Disappointment.

I'm reading this hilarious book called Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs, by Chuck Klosterman. He's basically a pop culture critic, but a very incisive and insightful one. He has a chapter where he talks about how we can't have a satisfying love relationship because movie characters, namely those played by John Cusack, have inveigled us into holding these ridiculous standards, and when they aren't met, we feel there is something better, when there may not be, and probably is not.
I think many things about our modern culture have brought into being the same scenario, but with life as a whole, not just love.

We live so damn fast. There are so many crucial parts of life, which we don't know how to do. We don't know how to wait. We don't know how to be silent. We don't know how see pragmatically. We see, feel, and need, immediately, right in front of us. Pascal, writing three hundred years ago or whatever, was right: "The problem with man is that he cannot spend time alone in a room." It's true. This idea frightens us. I think we no longer have just five senses: it's more like eight, and we need all of them being active and satisfied at once. We want to be eating the best of our lives, while listening to our favorite song, while smelling our favorite scent on the opposite sex, while watching magic tricks by Job Bleuth, while sticking our hand in a barrel of coffee beans, while playing video games with our brain waves, while having some other kind of orgasmic or something experience.

WE ARE NEVER SATISFIED WITH LIFE. Not for more than a week or two at a time anyway. I know it's gross, but Maynard's metaphoric lyrics to "Stinkfist" are so accurate. As soon as something loses it's newness and luster, we need something else, or we need a stronger dose of that something. It's tragic. I don't know where to lean the blame. Media? Video games? Cinema? Computers? Apple? David Beckham? Plastic? I'm rambling. But you get my point. It's very arresting and disturbing.

The title, refers to Timothy Treadwell. I watched The Grizzly Man last night. That dude is nuts. More about that later. Peace friends.

Nords