complacency - or revolution?

Are we living in a time of revolution? Or are we complacently nodding off, hoping someone else will surely make a stand on our behalf? In this era of immediacy, of constantly evolving technology, of our access to the very latest, up-to-the-microsecond of events reported at that very instant, certainly we think that someone, someone highly intelligent and 'in charge' will stand up for whatever it is we care about. I mean, it takes 45 minutes to change your cell phone plan or your cable plan even when you do get to converse with an actual human being on the other end of the line. Who has the time to even care about real stuff? Who has that much time in their day to dedicate to what really matters?

Has technology robbed us of our ability to do anything? Are Facebook and Twitter just flaccid ways of blabbing about what we feel? Have we become an impotent, incompetent group of beaten downs? What happened to taking action? And why--- (when so many of us feel so tired to do what we really feel passionate about because everything else is weighing us down) ---why are people bashing the so-called 'idiot kids' at Occupy Wall Street? Some of the right wingers are saying 'go get a job you spoiled brats.' Yeah, right. What jobs? What jobs are you talking about?

Unfortunately, in my case, no action is not saying I don't care.  Because I know I do. I know most of us do. I'm not marching or calling congress or doing anything particularly dramatic. But I am talking. To my friends. To like-minded people. And asking a lot of questions. And I am wondering when things will change, if they ever will. Whatever any of us believe, we all care. Absolutely. But, the thing is, who has the inclination to think that their version of caring, their effort and their time to promote something will even make a difference?

And, seriously, like I said above, who has the fucking time?

It takes ten times as long to get anything done these days. And the time we spend procrastinating involves reading what others have posted or blogged or bitched about on some social media channel. I'm as much to blame as anyone. Yet I'm angsty.

Stressed. Scared.

Who else feels this way? 

And what can be done?

I'm upset by the way the government has handled things financially. I was raised in the 1% and now, well, not so much. We've fallen even though no one wants to admit it. I was raised Republican (little government) and now, hello religion shoved down your throat and anti-civil rights and…yeah, not so much. I am not identified with any party really. It's like dating a guy who wears skinny jeans. No way. I hate that I don’t even have healthcare. (I will do this, Mom, I promise – and soon).

We are living in strange times. I keep saying that. But it's true. I don't have a solution. But I want to be a part of the conversation. Even if I don't have enough time to take serious action, I want to be informed. I spend most of my time working and drumming up new work and paying those bills, and talking to creditors, and just living my life as best I can. It's all I can do in a day. But I do care.

Who else cares? And what are you doing about it?