Kaliko
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Folks need villains, lest we start hating ourselves I think folks need villains because they look for something to point their fears at; to say "Look, the reason that happened is because ___________ did it. Thank goodness that can never happen to me!" And then they rally, which does much of nothing, because it makes them feel better about their inability to protect against the dangers to themselves. Yes, a villain does unify groups of people against a common evil. But it makes me sad to think that we only unify and react when we feel threatened. So much bad shit goes on all over the world, all the time, every day. But we are only called to arms when the threat makes its way to our doorstep (or our televisions). This is a little off topic, but maybe related. Last night I was watching Louis (Louis CK) and he was saying that every day he gets into his Infinity and drives around and that by doing that, he is ignoring people who are going hungry and dying. He said he could easily sell his car, buy a perfectly good Ford Focus, make a profit of $20k from the sale, and give that money to people who are hungry and save lives. But he doesn't do it. Every day he drives his car, he doesn't do it. He makes a choice to ignore those that are dying. Why is he able to do that? (We. Why are we able to do that?) Because they're not our children, in our neighborhoods, in our families. We can so successfully distance ourselves so we're able to forget - every day - that we are the villains. And then a really, really bad guy comes along. Somebody who starved a bunch of kids in his basement or something. And we all rally and post ribbons on Facebook and write long diatribes on message boards. And then we get into our cars and live a life of incredible fucking luxury. Even those of us with the simplest of means lives a life of incredible luxury compared to those who are merely trying to stay alive. But, having a villain to point a finger at comes in handy. It's them. Not us. It's him. Not us. He's the bad guy. Let's string him up. Whose Caddy are we taking to the hanging? Sorry. ...I digress. (No more coffee for me.)
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