So, I made the mistake of picking a performing arts degree, so I spend most of my days pondering how pointless of a degree it is. I did manage to pick a module about performance protest, and while some of it gets a bit bullshitty, there’s been other parts like looking at native American performance/protest at the Dakota pipeline and stuff, which have been interesting and useful.
Yesterday there was some group work. It was a bit of a brainstorming exercise but as a group we settled on the idea of spamming the illegal immigrant report line/letterbox with shit so that new reports wont go through. Ok, it’s nothing amazing, but it served the purpose of the exercise we were given.
Then this girl speaks up. Previously her contribution to class has been telling everyone about how she culturally enriched herself by going on holiday in places where poor people exist.
On our idea, she says that it might be illegal to do, so we should create a fake website and have people fill that in as a symbolic message.
A FAKE WEBSITE FILLED IN AS A SYMBOLIC MESSAGE
At that moment I realised why the arts seem so useless at changing things. It’s jam packed with trust fund kiddies.
that is complete insanity. what could possibly drive someone to have that thought at my young age? To remove all potency from the tiniest little act. Seriously ghoulish.
Was at a bar and this lady and her boyfriend decided to talk politics with me. I’m hammered, as my girlfriend was the bartender at the place at the time.
The discussion starts slow but eventually they bring up climate change and I drop the 100 companies produce 70% of greenhouse gas line.
Then this lady looks at me and laughs and says “Yeah so? Do you drive an electric car? What do you personally do to help the environment?”
I sort of begin to foam at the mouth at this line and that was the end of the Convo. They left and my gf yelled at me for scaring the patrons away.
It was just so weird, this otherwise normal lady had this gut reaction to defend companies that were poisoning us. Not only that, she felt the need to blame me, the individual, in their stead.
Shit still fucks me up
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Holy shit I hate how accurate that is