A Life in Paint
Well, the title of this post might give away what's on my mind. This is my latest piece, I call it Road to Nowhere. Why, you ask? Well, because that's what I was feeling and no wonder, that's all I see around me lately.
Have you noticed that we, as a society, have become offended by everything. And I mean literally EVERY FREAKIN' THING! Christmas cartoons that have been on for over 50 years, Christmas songs, words, names, titles, opinions, political leanings, you name it, someone's offended. And if someone's offended, you better believe, the world is going to hear about it, loudly and often! It doesn't seem to matter what it is, or what side of whatever you're coming at it from, someone is complaining about something.
Granted, there are things that are worthy of complaint, and calling attention to those things, I get. But it seems nowadays, there are just constant complaints, constant hurt feelings, constant critiques without anything else. What ever happened to, you know, doing something about whatever you think is wrong? It seems to me that we're doing a whole lot of whining and not making any effort at all to correct any of these so called "wrongs". We're finding things to complain about, to be outraged over, where no such affront exists. Are we really that bored, or better yet, boring, that this is what humanity has devolved into - the constant search for and identification of things that offend just so we can have something to talk about? Evidently.
In doing this, we're really just spinning our wheels on a road that leads to absolutely nowhere, hence the name of the piece. How about we stop whining about things that, in the grand scheme of things, don't matter, and we focus all of this passion and energy on the real problems in the world, you know, homelessness, hungry children, those are two that come to mind off the top of my head, and there are plenty more. So why not get off the road to nowhere and start travelling toward somewhere?