What the Frack?!

Last week was mid-terms week. And whilst all of my friends were spending hours locked in library study rooms, cramming a 700 page textbook worth of information onto a single index card, I was watching movies. First was Gasland (1), then came Food Inc. (as a brief intermission between the Gaslands) and finally Gasland 2. Somewhere in there was some reading about a body of water that we so deftly doomed to an erosive fate as well as learning how we’ve actually doomed ourselves, as well, to be forever radioactive.

The week had a gloomy overtone, to say the least, and it had nothing to do with bi-semesterly testing.

Our class discussion only helped to reinforce the feelings of helplessness and doomed-ness that had been slowly creeping up on me all week. Here was the quickly accumulating list of things I now felt I needed to not only be aware of but have some kind of active role in:

  1. Fracking. And explaining to my grandparents that it’s not a thing you do on the internet. Where does my gas come from? I must help those people with dirty water. Can I help those people with dirty water? You just put those big bad corporations on the phone with me for five minutes and I’ll sass the evil right out of ’em. Probably.
  2. How my food is made and produced. How is my food made and produced? Should I only buy organic? Should I grow my own food and raise my own meat? Maybe learn how to sew my own clothes from hemp? Who would have guessed that just being vegan might be the easier option? Better yet, I’ll take down those chicken-abusing ass holes. Just watch me.
  3. My banjo playing capabilities (currently: null. aspiring to: world’s greatest. will settle for: playing in the background of a quasi-indie docu-series.)
  4. Nuclear waste disposal. I don’t want any 6 legged, non-elbowed alien babies. And worse than the visible physical defects might be the ones we can’t see, or won’t be able to see for decades aka until it’s too late and we’ve royally screwed ourselves.
  5. Human interference with glorious nature. Although, I do live in the city. 23 square miles of concrete laid above, below and above again a once-upon-a-time forest.

While reading and watching and learning about all of these “causes,” I felt a compulsion to care… about all of them. They all pull at heart strings. They all make me feel like I’ve been living in ignorance and how could I and don’t I care about the world I live in and how the decisions I make affect others and what have I been doing wasting all of my time scrolling endlessly through Instagram when I could have been saving the world?!

But isn’t that just paradigmatic of the culture we live in? Feeling constantly bombarded by !IMPORTANT! information. A never ending stream of being overly stimulated. Not knowing what to focus attention on, how much attention to focus and for how long. Should I raise my own livestock or run a fracking awareness campaign? Become the Robin Hood of the farming industry or dedicate a career to influencing policy? There are only so many hours in the day and always so much more to be done.

Instead of feeling empowered and motivated, I feel overwhelmed. I live on a budget. My time is strictly budgeted. Even figuring out where to begin this blog post was a challenge. I wonder if, compared to all of history that has come before us, if we are the most disassociated with not only our basic necessities but also nearly everything we engage with over the course of our days. I’m inclined to lean towards yes. It’s not just our food and energy that we don’t fully understand their sources, but I would be hard pressed to be able to tell you what the label “Made In China” really means.

So where do we go from here?


~ by jds650 on March 21, 2016.

5 Responses to “What the Frack?!”

  1. STYLE: I have to say, I absolutely love and totally relate to the way your voice comes across in this post. At first, I was almost surprised at how much I appreciated this post stylistically because I generally think of style in terms of the incorporation of different media (pictures, GIFs, etc.), but then your post made me realize that style can be just as much the media as it is your blog voice and the structure of your paragraphs and syntax. You also just bring up some really spot on points about feeling bombarded by important information and the challenge you pose to your readers in how to move forward.

  2. Style: Mainly I just love the part about the banjo, because I completely feel the same way. My favorite part of Gasland was the banjo playing, so I am glad that I wasn’t the only one who felt the inclination to pick up a banjo after watching it. But to be serious, I love your blog voice. It sounds very much as you sound in person, which is good! Plus you put very simply and succinctly the main points from all of the readings and videos!

  3. Style: I really appreciated your unique approach in writing about the issues you addressed in your blog post. Your blogger’s voice is very relatable and easy to read and is engaging throughout the entire post 🙂

  4. style: definitely an eye-catcher with the creative, punny title! I really appreciate the list you created, because it breaks down what you personally want to address and what others should, too. Also you get so much personal voice with your stream of consciousness, capitalization, etc.

  5. Style: I love your blog voice here! I think your humor is great in this post especially because it allows us to ask questions seriously in how we actually think about and do these things that are despairing us in our heads.

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