Illogical Thoughts Abound

So, here I am at 2 am in the morning with nothing better to do than write a blog entry. My first blog entry on this particular blog, actually; although my last attempts at blogging ended in junior high with various blogs about random topics that had absolutely nothing to do with anything. However, since I read so many other people's blogs, I thought that it might be fair for me to contribute one of my own. Being in a not very creative mood at the moment, here's something that I jotted down while working a few days ago:

(For this to make any sense, I would suggest watching this.)

I want to fight against the consumeristic society that America has. Maybe our consumerism is feeding into the strength of the Eastern economies. Maybe there is a way to strengthen our own economy (and, to some extent, the American economy, because we are so heavily linked to it) without relying on the "buy buy buy" mentality of our age. I need to read No Logo.

There can still be fashion, but it needs to be more inventive and personal. Buy used not new. Buy food fresh and make it yourself rather than have it pre-assembled. How can I do this? I don't know ... I don't know.

I feel like--like this is the issue of our age. Like slavery was one hundred years ago. Like feminism and racism was fifty years ago. I need to read the short stories of Philip Roth. I need to engage more in the world.

Is environmentalism a religion?

It seems like humanity is constantly trying to find ways to make life easier for itself. Sometimes this is good. But sometimes, with consumerism, this is bad.

Different ideologies will always emerge as time changes and societies develop.

Books should correspond with the major issues of the time. Not necessarily to teach, but to provide a different point of view of the world. And, of course, to entertain.

In conclusion: I don't disagree with capitalism per say. Nor am I a communist. I just think that we need to find different ways to interact with the world than creating our definition of ourselves through our belongings. There needs to be something more.