Conflicted: Full of conflicting emotions, A psychic struggle, often unconscious, resulting from the opposition or simultaneous functioning of mutually exclusive impulses, desires, or tendencies.
“We’ve got a form of brainwashing going on in our country.” Morrie sighed. “Do you know how they brainwash people? They repeat something over and over. And that’s what we do in this country. Owning things is good. More money is good. More property is good. More commercialism is good. More is good. More is good. We repeat it – and have it repeated to us – over and over until nobody bothers to even think otherwise. The average person is so fogged up by this, he has no perspective on what’s really important anymore.”
From Tuesday’s With Morrie page 124
I (DM) have been gnawing on a related issue for a while now. The value placed on physically attractiveness , youth and beauty in our culture. A part of me rolls my eyes at the shallow sillyness of it all, and yet there is a small part of me that wishes I had just a little piece of that pie too.
Not the whole cake mind you, just a little slice….like a piece of cheese cake.
This thinking rears its head when I scroll through pictures of my niece on facebook. She’s in the prime of her youth, attractive, always seeming to be getting lots of attention. Lots of pictures where she and her friends are striking poses for the camera…you know the pose….
It also rears it’s head in the blog world. Young female writers will regularly get dozens of comments and I’m lucky if I get one or two :-) Now don’t take this personal any of you my regular readers…I’m not trying to whine, it’s just that in the back of my mind, I wonder if I were female, and in my 20′s how many more comments might roll in.
So here’s where the conflicted feelings come into play. I love my privacy and my space. I have no desire to be the center of attention in a group. I “know” physical beauty and youthful vigor do not last. That stuff is an illusion. and yet in my heart of hearts, I still crave some of it. If I didn’t this sort of stuff wouldn’t bother me.
Brittany posted the following video clip a couple of weeks ago on face book… It bears watching at least once a month: