Cyber Utopia

An interesting video on the medium that is the internet. It highlights the difference between intention and usage.

                                         

The Hypocrite

For someone so opinionated I find it difficult to commit to writing a blog. There is something terribly official about it that terrifies me. With peers worried about current job prospects and the terribly unlikable desire to be liked (mostly by peers), it seems impossible to genuinely express oneself these days out of fear; fear of offence and judgement that ultimately lead to exclusion. A bold statement comes out of my mouth and the sound of windows to opportunity slam in my ear. There appears to be a necessity to take a stance and stick with it, a requirement to declare one's place in the world through a rigid set of ideals. Which side are you fighting on? You and which army?

I contradict myself constantly. I am a self-proclaimed hypocrite. The word is mentioned and negative words like 'fickle' and 'deceit' begin to crop up in the mind. Think not of someone flailing about between various ideals, too giddy with choice to select rationally. Think instead of a fluidity and openness of mind. I am constantly between two minds. If I adhere to one now is it a weakness to refute it later? We should not be afraid to show our state of flux. It is the rigid that perish most easily. Adaptability is the best form of survival, after all.

I have a certain respect for those that can go back on their word or put their principles aside on certain occasions. I do not think it healthy to live by one mantra for an entire lifetime. I am far too young and far too cynical to align myself with any affiliation unconditionally. For this reason I am not religious. My ideals form to suit me. I do not alter myself in accordance to them.

If I do adhere to this statement some years down the line I do apologise, after all I am but a hypocrite.

A motive for writing

One of my main reasons for setting up a blog was to combat the complete inaccuracy and sweeping generalisations on the internet. Some people that are shy to voice opinions in the street apppear to have no qualms about ranting on the viral public space.
Much like that of Wilde's deceptive character of Bunbury with his country/city shift, the switch from physical conversation to viral communication can assume an identity shift or false security of 'anonymity'.
The internet plays the same function of Bunbury in allowing us to escape for a moment and be someone else, or does it? Afterall, it is inevitable that Bunbury be revealed in the end.