Concepts

Sorry for the stark reality, but isn't the truth better?

I was watching some Merry Melodies a few days ago on YouTube—ever showing my ability to rise above and be the unstressed individual, escaping our world... today. I cringe at the reality...

Anyway, Porky Pig had a bakery and it was just lovely. Except, he was battling some pesky flies.

The flies, being a threat to his pristine cleanliness to the public; a public he will be selling his bakery goods to, therefore making him rich off the wonderful baked goods and money he rakes in.

And, so there he is, a pig in the bakery, running after these charismatic flies who are so threatening, so entertaining, running from Porky's flyswatter.

The flies are running, and Porky is hot on their tail, swatting at them, again and again. He never kills them.

The thing is, he looks like he's hitting them, yet the flies keep running, they keep the action going, and going, and he swats again and again, somehow it's always a miss.

The uneducated watch this, and know they can kill the flies at will and be a part of the fanciful act, and not face the consequences of it because at the time the consequences aren't real.

No one reads about the flies being the marginalized people of the world.

Touché

The “uneducated” here aren’t those lacking degrees, but those starved of curiosity. They’re taught to hate the fly, not ask: Why is it here? What does it need? Does it mirror something in me? Ideology replaces inquiry; rage masquerades as righteousness.

The swatter swings fastest when fueled by fear. Consider history’s mobs, genocides, cancel culture—all certain they’re “saving” something.

But emotion untempered by empathy breeds blindness. As James Baldwin warned: “You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented… but then you read.”