(Discarded post from a long time ago)
Would you rather be angry or apathetic?
Or is that a false dichotomy?
To my friends, family and the sole reader or two of my blog, my political stance and obsession with the current news wouldn’t come as a surprise. But I have always stopped short of writing about it because a) I am woefully ignorant on the topic despite being strongly opinionated and b) I am exceedingly aware of the echo chamber that I live in. As I keep trying to joke unwittingly, one is predisposed to have a certain type of opinion if all of one’s news comes from the Twitter feed of highly emphatic British musicians and humour column writers on The Guardian.
From Orlando to Nigel Farage to Istanbul and Donald Trump, the newspapers read like a dystopian massacre. Earlier this afternoon, I happened to listen to Radiohead’s The National Anthem in the background when a BBC News video started playing. This song that has been described as a jazz band matching up a brick wall as all hell breaks lose was a befitting soundtrack to the destruction and futility that all the Breaking News of the week are.
I swore to stay away from American politics a few months ago after increasingly bitter fan followings of Bernie Sanders poured vile remarks on Hilary Clinton in an attempt to berate her. And as the Republicans dug their own mass grave in the Primaries and the media flooded the spotlight on the monstrosity that is Trump. Even the commentary that *the joke has gone on far too long* has gone on far too long. Yet, here we are, with all cliches alive and kicking.
I begrudgingly tried to stay away from writing about Indian politics as well as every attempt at a discussion ended up in what I call a Whatsapp war. (I truly believe that the existential purpose of Whatsapp is to provide a platform for me to instigate arguments with my cousins). From JNU to Raghuram Rajan and the beef ban and the honourable Prime Minister — these have all been highly volatile topics. Any attempt to discuss this on social media has been met with confrontation and abuse and this brings me to the bigger question.
What is the point of talking about opinions on social media and armchair philosophising? What good is a few hundred more words of whining about how crappy the world has become? I would be falling into the same trapdoor of instant outrage I have been warning (read tweeting) about. I am yet another filthy hypocrite, I freely admit. Let me not kid myself. I am serving no other purpose than scratching my own itch of helplessness and inaction by this rant and all those Whatsapp wars and every time I bring up the headlines. There isn’t a higher noble purpose.
And this is the question that has been raging in my mind for the past few days. How much longer do I have until I reach the breaking point which will tip me over the invisible line dividing anger and apathy? Would you rather be angry or apathetic? Does being angry help in any way? Sure, you can hope that you find out a way to direct your anger into action.. But what if you don’t and all you end up is wasting your life in the process? Wouldn’t you be better off being apathetic?