Sunday, September 04, 2005
Little Roots

I forget how many days at a time pass before having to update this madness. I think it is a natural human condition to waste so much thought and so much emotion without having to share it with the rest of mankind. It is not a crime to consider mankind incapable, as a whole, of digesting and associating with such feelings of life, and loneliness.
Presumably, the society as a whole; the television, the movies, the fiction books; focus much needed attention on children, in the wrong direction. Some say, “Right place, wrong time”. Everybody notices the propaganda, although in the best intentions, trying to paint the family picture of
I am aware of the violence in these shows, but it seems incomparable to the reality of life as it is run here. Cussing is considerably a daily regimen of attitude for Iranians, as well as slapping around siblings, so my problem is more with the fantasy of reality that’s portrayed, where one would like to see the reality portrayed in fantasy.
The child trend is innocence, of course, and mild absences of intelligence. Most children are shown to be very kind, very respectful, and full of mercy for others; often, an act of salvation could be associated with the child or siblings in the soap operas and movies. Incredibly rare. I’ve seen children fare off like wolves in each other’s presence, kicking and swearing, in public display, but I’ve yet to see an innocent that is so clearly depicted in those theatrical flops.
Really, children here are brought up as separate entities, the older males the dominant, the younger the subservient and the girl veiled. Frankly, children are more often brought up dull and vulgar, rough on the edges; I don’t see them growing up acting any other way, here, where it fits the environment.
There is no one person to blame, and it is a cancerous attitude that fills many of the youth of these lands, and these mountains, and even though there is the usual untapped beauty, it’s hard to say it is so, those children who are sweetest seem to get eaten up and…wasted by the arid weather and the hungry beasts.