When I was a kid, I had no choice. By the time I had been born my parents feet were already running into a new land, a new city, a new state, and a new country. By the time I was fourteen, I had seen ten different countries and by twenty that number grew to twenty-six. Early on the culture shock was enormous. . . I thought of how everything compared to where I had come from. As time marched on, the culture shock dimmed when visiting a new destination. I stopped viewing the world from the point of view of being an American, and began to view the world from the point of view of being human. I witnessed first hand the effects American imperialism has on the rest of the world. Everyone asks me questions like, “Are all Americans this way?” or “What the fuck is your government doing to its people?” In some ways I defended with American pride, while in others I renounced my beliefs that the U.S. is the greatest country in the world, or ever has been. I’ve seen happier people in other lands, I’ve conversed with powerful men, women, and little children on vacation from their own country about what the United States is all about, what we stand for, and what we will fall for. I’ve seen other economic systems better serve the population, I’ve seen other governments tend to their own rather than externally, and I’ve seen the hate, the discontent, and the urge to retaliate against me and my home country. In some extreme cases i’ve pleaded with angry mobs of people who threw rocks at me and threatened me that I was in fact Canadian, and not another American dog. Upon coming back home, I’ve witnessed other Americans having this same feeling as if they could now think clearly and had realized the torture of this industrialized system, the poverty, the ignorance, the self-righteousness, and the indifference to other cultures’ ways.
By the time I was eighteen, I was sick of this education system, of this economic system, and of these people. I chose not to go to a college in fear that I’d become one of the slaves I had seen on foreign news. It scares me. It scares me how people are still stuck in the illusion of this country. It scares me how people remain indifferent whether through apathy or realizing the system just doesn’t work for them, and instead of wanting to build anew, they work day to day to forget what’s wrong with their own society. They fill the gaping holes of anxiety, depression, and anger with commodities and hate towards others in hopes to fill themselves with something, anything, that will take them away from all of this. Everyone has cared too late, we just followed along, and I’m afraid that it’s all going to come crashing down on our heads. . . but most importantly I’m afraid that we, the people of this country, will not be blamed. I take responsibility wherever I wander. I educate people that not all Americans are bad, in fact, some actually dislike the system as much as they. I educate people that some Americans wish for something else, yet only so little are willing to give up what they have to achieve it.
In this day in age, there are more American people leaving this country than there are immigrants flocking in. It’s literally how capitalism spreads so far and so wide. We take it with us when we leave, and taint the rest of the globe with our ideals and beliefs until they awaken to the facts and to the cold hard evidence. I’ve been ashamed of my country, I’ve been prideful of my country, and I’ve been influenced by some of the world’s greatest philosophies, doctrines, masters, culture, and the common people. Instead of leaving, I come back each time to bring what other countries offer and present it to the people here. Maybe in attempts to ignite a fire in peoples’ minds, maybe to tell the story of the dying man on street, maybe to recite the long forgotten poems and literature that only reside in those other places, or maybe to just put a mirror up to some peoples’ faces and watch as they break down in realization of the truth. I know that I have been privileged, I have been fortunate, and I have been lucky. To see the world before I was even an adult rewired the way I think about life itself, reminded me of what other possibilities are out there, and forced me to view the globe as one place in itself, not just broken rhymes of your country and my country. I hope everyone gets to witness and experience life away from this, away from the barren land of mindless people frowning on their way to work, ignoring the needs of others. I bless those who already have and hope that those people do the same, and keep doing the same.
Sometimes it doesn’t take a drug to experience life on a spiritual scale, sometimes all it takes is a step out of your door and onto the land of somewhere else, if only for a week. . .
i feel you 100% with this man. I just returned home in cali after 3 months in thailand, greece and a 34 day walk across spain. After being home a month now the illusion of America is more obvious than ever. I honestly think its pathetic and foolish. Fuck nationalism we need to unite as earthlings or whatever u wan to call it lol but good shit man i hope you make it your lifes work to be a light beacon for those lost souls
I really felt this aswell in my homecountry (european). The system is far fucked alot in the same way as America and other western countries. I was on the other side of the planet for a year and now I can’t stand living this 9-5 life again doing what I dislike to do. I’m feeling more and more lost, I need to go travel again to pull myself free from my mind-numbing life I have right now.
I hear you. I was lucky enough to have traveled a lot during the first 7 years of my life and because of my father’s job. It’s awkward every time you become a witness of closed circles of people and their “full” views on cultures. Never been to America, though. And the hate or disdain I see from people in my country towards America is always uncalled for. It is unthoughtful to judge a nation by the universal love for a spectacle. Yet this phenomenon seems to prevail in those closed circles of people.
Briefly following , how it doesn’t actually matter……
@beyond, I think a lot of the discern you see is from major media, especially if it comes from us. It’s been two years since i’ve had cable television and I feel more content with the things I have and with what i’m doing. Other people see our shit as radical simply because it’s just that, it’s unreasonable in many ways yet we’re the ones who accept it. . .
@shomari, I think it matters because American people judge other ways of life critically without experiencing the other side. It’s like if you judge a person for smoking cigarettes because it’s bad for your health but you’ve never tried it, you really don’t understand why people do it. Same as the rest of the world, all we have are ideas until experience prevails and shifts our way of thinking. . .
@flyingrhino, Thank you for taking the time to read!
@adambadaymn, I can see that shit. Only the UK is beginning to have representatives rise up and address the problems and they’re being broadcasted while in the U.S. the media washes out any opinion that shifts the spectrum away from the higher agendas, and if in some way people get through they get further washed away by the radical and extreme ideological believers. The political system here is warped and manipulated to support those already in charge. . . It’s incredibly difficult to change what is already done.
@kosta33, Right on brotha, you as well.