I miss being ignorant
D October 3rd, 2009
Over the past several years I’ve been gradually attempting to understand this world and our various problems. The problems that are outside of my charmed existence as a Canadian. And I somewhat miss being ignorant to the fact that these issues exist. Huge problems of oppression and injustice, some of which I perpetrate through my various lifestyle choices. And therein lies the rub: lost in my double-blinded consumer world, I have no idea who made my clothing, or any of the other crap I own. I don’t know where the various metals I ‘own’ were mined, and who may or may not have paid the price for them on a human level.
And mostly, the part that really bugs me about it, is that there is so little I can do to adjust how I live. To adapt into someone better. I’m trapped in my little paradise, unable to change the order of things, passively condoning the way we treat each other as human beings. And it’s going to get worse.
I miss the ignorance.
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Me too.