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Originally Posted by dreambrother808
I love this. It makes me think of how fear of toppling a statue is symbolic of fearing human nature or fear of the new. The imagination becomes anemic and detached from the life force. The change is interpreted as barbarism, rather than other possible images like tilling fields or rebirth.
We are lucky to live in times when the agitating force of revolution is so bloodless, for some at least.
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I've no particular care for Cornwallis, nor any particular attachment to the statue.
However, I do sometimes wonder about 'the revolution'. Ultimately, if the point is to destroy and demonize everything that makes us, you know, us, what is the end game? I acknowledge the flaws behind the people who make us who we are, but if the point is to toss everything down the memory hole once it becomes out of place in the zeitgeist, I'm not sure that's a future I'm in love with.
We admire cultures with long and ingrained traditions, but if the end game is to change Canada into Singapore, why are we so in love with these other cultures? Are we taking empty calories of modern mass consumption without the nutrition of having meaning?
Maybe that's the technocratic end-game - life simply becomes choosing one's consumption from a pre-picked menu. Sand off all the edges, all the flaws, all the sources of conflict. Modern suburbia writ large on our society. You get a choice: the glass tower condo or the generic vinyl-sided box. Apple or Android. Starbucks or Tim's. All the corporations dressed up and spouting the line of whatever the government/people of the country it's currently operating in. Generic movies catered to each country's cultural taste.
1984 thought the world would be run by repressive Communist-style regimes. Brave New World thought the people wouldn't care anymore as long as they had their soma. Maybe they were both right - you get your soma as long as you don't care about anything beyond having a choice in your consumption pattern.