Passed Over

Nobody expects me to change the world.
I guess that's okay. Nobody expected Norman Borlaug to either. There are usually a bunch of people dashing about claiming to be doing something, claiming to be concerned; meanwhile somebody else actually does the work. What surprises me is the great amount of effort people can waste on extremely bad ideas.

Anyway, sometime last week I saw something on T.V. that reminded my of an acquaintance; she's a lefty, Green party, socialist, etc... The thing is she's an activist, she wants to change the world. But she's in the same soup I am. Nobody buys us as agents of change anymore.

The old revolutionaries skip right over us and talk to the younger people, and the popularity of the same things that didn't work before rise on cue, just like the demand for heroin. If you don't know anyone that died from it, it can't be that bad, right? And then ten or twenty years later, everyone abandons the mess because the damage is obvious, again.

This doesn't mean I can't change the world. It just means that if I do it will be through some means unfamiliar to the collectivist mindset. And it also means you probably won't be watching.