Has anyone ever thought about what they would think about if they were not completely surrounded by sensory-stimulating come-ons? What would they crave and desire? We are so thoroughly drenched in money attractants out there.
I have spent thousands of dollars on manicures, pedicures, and hairstyling in my life, among several other vanities. And on shoes and clothes. The truth is that as I write that confession it makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Like I drank the damned Kool-Aid just like all the other good little followers.
I have said before and believe that society doesn’t have much interest in individualism or creative thinking. What is preferred are functionally literate automatons who will dutifully sign up for and carry out the same duties as all of the other automatons.
Even creativity in the “creative arts” is a stretch. Look at Hollywood. The greatest movie franchise of all time is that of the Marvel Comics characters. A seemingly endless stream of ways to showcase and replot the same storylines with increasingly whizzier graphics and special effects.
I swear that there are so many car chases and blowing up of massive oil tanks and aircraft and whatever is to hand that I am never entirely sure there is any dialogue in films at all.
Not putting down the Marvel Comics genre or the franchise. Just saying they are all a few million miles away from the plot lines of Casablanca or Gone With the Wind.
Expressive Compulsive 