Most people live between the tension of hope and fear. This vulnerability
makes us excellent consumers, which helps drive the economy. Our ideas of
happiness are vended to us by a multi-faceted media, designed to created
movement in support of itself.
We’re told what to eat (which adds width and breadth), then told what to
take, in order to be slim and trim. We can staple and tuck, have part of
our stomach cut out or wrap something around it to restrict consumption;
but warned not to pitch (vomit), that would be disgusting.
We support events sponsored by those who steal our health and turn a blind
eye when our system assigns favored nation status based on import numbers
of particular commodities.
Unhealthy practices are collectively condoned; yet a savior waits in the
wings to insure us against ourselves, exploiting our fears of self
We insulate ourselves against self destruction by purchasing insurance of
every form, even those not mandated.
Where is the peace within the pendulum of hope and fear?