Ignorance is/aint Bliss ?
”..let it be ” - John Lennon
Ignorance is bliss- and so some say. I used to wonder, why ignore? Why not address and issue and make a change. Why live a lie, why do we put on a mask and not confront? What is there to be so scared of about the truth? Sometimes we choose to let things be the way they are because everyone is happy just as it is. We are comfortable in the normalcy albeit if it’s wrong, we shiver to the bones if things start to change. We detest the idea of something new.
If you were to ask me, do I rather ignore or would I be bold in enough to face the gruesome truth? I would look at you in the eyes and you would understand, I myself don’t have an answer to that.
So far, I’ve had countless encounters with situations that just leave me at a dead end. Do I say it out loud, or do I just keep quiet and let things subside. I wouldn’t have to go through the hassle of being unhappy. I thought to myself –‘oh give it time, time heals right?’ .So why bother. But then again I’ve been in places where I just wish that people would start spurting out honesty, everyone to speak up their mind, where I just wish the other party would understand that I am not as fragile or am I as immature as they shallowly think I am to handle the ugly truth.
Sure we like to make believe that the world is a merry planet made up of candies and chocolates and everything is blissful and dandy. So tell me if it is, why is there babies lying dead in the streets of Gaza? Why is America still combating homeless issues? Why are there people still suffer the same suffering across the other continent? So then it hits us hard, the untainted perception about the world might be our own joke to laugh about. Behind closed doors we know for a fact the world is sick and twisted after all, things aren’t as simple they used to be. Then again I’m not saying it’s all dark and gloomy, maybe just 70 per cent of it. It’s like Ying and Yang, everything needs to be in balance, in equilibrium. How can there be good without evil or how evil comes when there’s good.
Just to be fair, I do believe some things are just better left unsaid. Situation forces us to “fabricate” or remain in painful silence. We oblige to the condition that we are in. A husband would only say that her newly wedded wife’s hair is perfect, even when it’s all dry and brittle. Wouldn’t he? I remembered a heartbreaking story that I read not too long ago, where lying was the only best thing left to do, it became almost perfect because a son couldn’t bear to reduce his old man to tears, or could he relive the pain of losing his only mother over and over again. I just think that I wouldn’t do justice to the author if I wrote my own interpretation of it here, because my vocabulary is rather limited and the after effect wouldn’t be the same. So here is a little piece of Days of My Father by Phillip Toledano;
My Mum died suddenly on September 4th, 2006.
After she died, I realized how much she’d been shielding me from my father’s mental state. He doesn’t have Alzheimer’s, but he has no short-term memory, and is often lost.
I took him to my mother’s funeral, and to the burial, but when we got home, he’d ask me every 15-20 minutes where my mother was. I’d explain carefully that she had died, and we’d been to the funeral.
This was shocking news to him.
Why had no-one told him?
Why hadn’t I taken him to the funeral?
Why hadn’t he visited her in the hospital?
He had no memory of these events. After a while, I realized I couldn’t keep telling him that his wife died. He didn’t remember, and it was killing both of us, to re-live her death constantly.
I decided to tell him she’d gone to Paris, to take care of her brother, who was sick.
And that’s where she is now.
Put me in this man’s shoes, and I probably would do just the same.
Maybe John Lennon was right after all, but maybe also Mr. Barack Obama had a point. I don’t know maybe I’ll just keep dwelling on it and hopefully the decisions I choose to make would only bring me to the right turn J
.Chao .
p/s: Mr derrick, sorry I didn’t post this earlier, was having some connection problem – broadband are such rip-offs. I am bitter for the time being and yes as you say, we are the emo generation, aren’t we? Thus, you might sense the bitterness here.
