noun. dread – fright – apprehension – funk – awe – alarm
verb. be afraid – dread – apprehend – funk – be afraid of
Something used to control those too afraid to try and think for themselves.
How do they control us? Through convenience…and the fear of losing that convenience.
Think back to the black out of August, 2003…the big one, as it were. The area where I live was one of the last sections of the GTA (General Toronto Area) to get power back. Cannot say as I recall how many days we were without power…might have only been two or three…but this area also has one very antiquated water supply system.
Imagine the fear of losing the clean water that the western world expects the convenience of in return for our taxes.
Seems to me, pretty simple, really in that I had a barbecue with a full tank of propane…a few pots…and it was summer. Fill the pots, boil the shit out of the water, and Bob is your uncle…for the record, I did have an Uncle Bob.
People were so very proud of how such a fearful event went off without a hitch. How we continued to trudge onward, never allowing it to stop us…continuing to feed our families, to work, and our deodorant never gave out.
Ummm…wait a second here.
In fact, let us take it back in time even further. New Years, 1998 and an ice storm devastates many areas south of Montreal, Quebec where it leaves people without electricity for weeks. At the time, I worked for a company that has a factory south of Montreal, and we had a sales meeting scheduled to run through the small Quebec town and then take us to a resort in Quebec City.
Wonderful trip that, even through the fear of such devastation, was enjoyed by all. We saw how this community had bounced back from the comfort of our heated coach and, during our factory tour, we were amazed that through a powerless month the factory was able to keep up 98% scheduled deliveries through their…uh…well…stupidity, I guess.
Really? An ice storm takes the entire south west of Quebec out for a month and all people were concerned about was production?
I can understand the fear of losing one’s job and livelihood…and, admittedly, in 1998 I was impressed by the aforementioned accomplishment…but suspect my biggest fear is about just how badly our priorities are fucked up.
Perhaps the next time as we sit in a cozy house watching our favourite entertainment on our big screen television while we sip our favourite beverage and drown our sorrows in fear of losing all these conveniences…we should think of our forefathers and foremothers…perhaps we should fear what they would think of us. Perhaps we should fear just how lazy we have become.