Tuesday, September 30, 2008 6:15 AM
Where are we?
When you arrive at an age where you start to realise that peers function more than just friendly chatterboxes, the feeling that society works like a sinister intrigue with you at its centre is never far away. It has oft been quoted that in the grand scheme of things, you, as an individual, account for nothing more than a thread in the social fabric. Of course, how would anyone think otherwise? Yet, the touch of irony lies in the fact that most of us do. Indeed, the question that confounds me the most is, will the relationship between elitism and progress, in whatever terms, continue to remain as an enigma? Or will someone someday stand up and say, "I have had enough of this, let us continue in shallow waters to believe that an egalitarian outlook is still possible when we demand progress." Maybe that someone might have already stood up in the not so distant past, but clearly, he wasn't loud nor convincing.
Let's face it, the world is permitted to march inexorably to elitism. Other variants are just much ado about nothing. Or perhaps they, as you know them, call elitism their mother. This ideological contest would be unfathomable a few years back, but count it as a breakthrough in life, the death knell for naivety. Elsewhere in this place, or perhaps closer to home, in your class, your cynicism has turned your mind into a conducive environment for egalitarian ideology to head for hell. Who still believes that people can be intrinsically altruistic? Thankfully, there is an idea that karma exists. If not for it, I wonder how communities can evolve and bloom like they do now. Of course, the onus is on one to steer his moral compass in the absence of a guiding field, but when we're talking about ideology, does responsibility in thought still come into the picture? It is hard to imagine a world where we have rainbows and acceptance and an occasional papier mache to vent a little frustration. But it is harder to imagine where we are now. Especially when you're still talking about equality.
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