I am sick of people who think that they can achieve their dreams without any effort. I am sick of people who think they can dream without any effort. I am sick of people who wake up one day, shrug their shoulders, and say, "I guess I should have some dreams and aspirations in my life. I also guess I should get to work on those," and then proceed to fumble over how to achieve those half-baked goals for the rest of their lives.
I am blogging for the first time in a long time because this is too much for a tweet or a facebook status.
I think some of it may be societal conditioning. Whenever we watch a generally happy or inspiring movie, invariably the hero of the story doesn't really have to put any effort into saving the day, or he is portrayed as being magical or super-human (Luke Skywalker, Harry Potter, etc.). So we think that the only way we can make something out of our lives is with the help of a fairy godmother.
Sports movies are the same. The team sucks until the innately gifted Ringer shows up and pulls the team out of the pit of suck they dug themselves into. People who grew up with sports movies are probably worse off than people who grew up with sci-fi/fantasy films. At least people who live in fantasy worlds can dream of becoming a Jedi. People who live in sports-fantasy worlds can only dream of joining a shitty team until the Ringer comes along and lets them ride his coattails to victory.
The point is that people don't realize how much work and effort it takes to (a) have dreams and (b) achieve them. It's one thing to not be able to achieve your goals, because it's not easy. It's another thing to not recognize how hard it is, and to think that you can just waltz your way to the happy ending you desire. It's still another, detestable thing, to slack off when it comes to making dreams for yourself. People who don't have any aspirations in life piss me off. It shows an utter lack of imagination that I can't possibly imagine being possible.
People let themselves become so contented with their situation, even if they find it contemptible. People become comfortable and complacent. When they sit in a metaphorical chair that they find uncomfortable, they bitch and moan for a while, and then they simply stop crying rather than getting up to find a new chair.
Maybe it's a lack of self-respect that I am observing in people, who try once and give up. Maybe it's simply that they don't see the need to have dreams, to want something better, to want to make themselves better and to require that those around them be better. I suppose those people don't think they deserve better.
And maybe they don't.
