Do you like the feeling of people blaming you for their behaviour or for the way they feel?
I don't think anyone does. Everybody - at least occasionally - blames an other or even an object for their own mistakes. 'Stupid machine, give me my money back!' to a vending machine that holds on to your money ánd to the snickers bar you wanted. (Not to alarm you but on average fourty people die every year because they get flattened by a falling vending machine. Sharks only kill ten.) or 'I'm sad because today it's exactly ten years ago my mother died.' and even 'If the train wasn't in time I would have made it to work in time. Not my fault I was two minutes late. Usually the train is too and I was counting on that!'
For some it's 'normal' behaviour to make others feel worthless. Their behaviour is called 'passive agressive'. Here are a few examples:
Climate change is real. Very real. Yes, in the past temperatures across Earth have fluctuated. But never in the alarming rate it's changing due to us, humans. Of ourse you can state climate change is a hoax and doesn't really exist.
But that's like stating gravity doesn't exist. It does. Even if you give it a different name. Will your ex cease to exist if in your mind you give him or her a different name?
What it takes the Earth a year to produce in resources, we (yes, you too) use up in eight months. This can't go on for much longer. And I mean that in the most literal way. Today we can go to the supermarket and basically buy whatever we want, come home, make a cup of tea, turn up the heater, have a nice hot shower, watch Netflix for a couple of hours, curl up on a pre-heated blanket and scroll through social media feeds on our mobile phones. Well, enjoy it while the fun lasts because in a few decades you will read your grandchildren bedtime stories about what life was like in your days. By candlelight. On an empty stomach. Unless we act yesterday.
It may be too late to cut emmisions, ban plastic, turn to renewable energy sources, stop killing creatures and plants more than we need to survive. It also may not be too late to act and help our (grand) children to enjoy this amazing planet of ours.
Me? I basically stopped using plastic bags to get done with my garbage and put on a sweater when I'm cold, in stead of turning up the thermostat. I don't nearly eat as smuch meat as I used to and installed water savers on my tabs, next to closing the curtains earlier.
Have you got any tips on how we can all help save the planet with little adjustments to our lives? Because it's obvious that it's up to us to make sure this planet has a future.
'Well, so what if the average temperature rises with only 2 degrees? I like it warm!'
Well, this what:
'Yeah, but I read somewhere that a guy in a lab coat said climate change isn't real! And I think it's not up to me but up to politicians to do something. I don't have the time anyway because I have a few more Netflix shows to watch.'
Perhaps you think it's not so bad. To have a better understanding you could calculate your personal ecological footprint.
Next to a daytime job for three days a week I work on the side in the business of acting and entertainment. But with nightclubs and theatres closed and no large gatherings at weddings, company parties and so on, business is slow. Close to non-existent. Of course I miss the income but that's not all:
The energy you get from a live audience is not the same you get from a screen. By far. It's like the difference between listening tot a CD and being present at a live concert: it's the same music but a totally different experience. Although it actually can be enjoyable to just close your eyes and listen to the music. It's just not the same.
I miss it a lot: the audience, the colleagues, traveling to places you never knew existed, the pretty wardrobe lady who turns out to be a guy, the search for that one perfect hat you know you'll only use for that one performance and I even miss the paperwork and calling clients to please pay me because 'yes, I love what I do but that doesn't mean I don't have rent to pay.'...and nothing beats the smell of a crowded backstage early in the morning.
