The Revolution will be televised.

the-revolution-will-not-be-televised The Revolution will most definitely be televised.

Every action has an equal opposite reaction. It seems strange that the third law of Newton applies to the entirety of the known Universe, yet for all its powerful significance, crumbles in the face of our newly formed human societies.

Regardless of the level of science we use everyday to interpret our reality, both mathematics and physics seem to be weak when it comes to the complexity and chaos of our societies and the connections between cause and effect. Yes, the Revolution will be televised, and the proprietary rights will be owned, most probably, by a large American TV network, with millions of viewers but without any script.

If we take into account that we are at a moment in time which is determined by the sum of everything that has ever happened in human history so far, then we are exactly where we are supposed to be. 1+1=2. It cannot equal anything else. We may hope that it equals 3, we may dream that if 1 was 5 it would equal 10, we may firmly believe that in all fairness 1 should be 5, but the simple fact of the matter is that it doesn’t. 1+1=2, period. It pains me to admit it, but reason suggests that as a species, we are at the peak of our history and nothing that has happened could result into anything else.

Every social struggle, every Revolution, every fight against oppression and injustice, has been the result of a power struggle between interests of one group of people that has the authority and interests of another group of people which opposes their authority. Regardless of who is right or who is wrong, regardless of who won, the fact of the matter is than when the tables turned and authority switched hands, the result was always the same, hence the term Revolution (rotation). The Marxist theory suggests that Revolution is “the violent and historically necessary transition from one system of production in a society to the next”. Even so, even if history requires it, the fact of the matter is that this rotation of systems has ended up in the world as it is today, good, bad, ugly or beautiful, this is what we’ve come to. Every such exchange of power has been influenced by the pursuit of a certain group of people to attain what the few possessed. The motives may vary amongst the individuals that take part in it, some may do it for justice, some for survival, some for glory, money or fame, but motive can only describe the reason behind it, yet that is not the issue here. The real issue that has not been addressed so far by the people who strive towards change, is whether change will equal improvement or it would just be another rotation of power with a sum of 0 for the future generations that will follow. It is not enough to overthrow the oppressive rulers anymore, there needs to be a plan, a vision, even if utopia is unreachable, striving for it seems to hold much more promise than the distopia of our times.

Another question that also needs answering is whether such a change is even feasible in the world today. If we stop to contemplate the level of control that the state holds against its people, and the level of control that the business world has acquired against the states that control those people, then any resistance is simply futile. The main reason for its futility is not simply the size and power of the force that opposes change, but also the motives that drive the opposing force to clash with authority. If the motives are oriented towards our own petty self interests, then the Revolution will result in a rotation, whilst if the motives stem from our inner sense of justice, societal evolution and the improvement of human life as we know it, then the Revolution will be powerful enough not only to rotate the wheel, but break it. Anything less will not be enough, anything less will taste like warmed up yesterdays pasta. When your aim is nothing less than a 3 Michelin restaurant, warmed up food just doesn’t cut it.

The reality is frightening, it’s scary when you realize the magnitude of viciousness, brutality and border cannibalism in which descent, well educated, well fed people terrorize any attempt at something different. Their reflexes, as sharp as razors, either to destroy any hope for change or, worst of all, to absorb it, making it cheap, commercial and profitable. Philosophers and thinkers keep silent, distant, buried in their books, tired and withered by being ignored they keep to themselves, muted in the laughter of loud superstars and pompous technocrats.

We are exactly where we ought to be, the past has defined our present and the future has not yet come. It’s always the present, every single moment, the present, persistent and expectful it waits for no man. The Revolution will not come, change will not be given to us in a silver platter, nothing is safe anymore and reality teaches us that the road is long and hard. If ever the world takes its next evolutionary step in the pursuit for happiness, we will not be here to marvel it. Lets face it, as much as we hope for a better world, our generation is lost, and many more generations after our own. But. Yes, there is always a but. If we don’t focus our energy at revolutionizing our minds and the way we behave towards each other and towards our environment, it’s dead sure that the next Revolution is already lost, we will have already killed it, tens, hundreds years before it even started. If we don’t realize how valuable our understanding of the necessity for change really is, then make no mistake, the Revolution will be televised.

“1945-1998” by Isao Hashimoto

Isao Hashimoto created this chromatic sound map, representing all the nuclear tests that have taken place from 1945 until 1998. Regardless of how anyone feels about nuclear testing, this piece of video art, minimalistic in its design, takes nothing out of the images that come to mind when watching those little flashes of light appear on the world map.

To me, this video is proof alone that as man advances technologically and scientifically, he has gained extraordinary power, but has lost all concepts of humanity’s vision for the future. Like intellectually handicapped steroid freaks, we have pumped up our arsenal, but lost our imagination.

Press: The blinkers of reality

reading-the-newsHundreds of millions of words every day. Newspapers, news channels, blogs, radio shows, newsletters, newscasts…a multitude of media daily working to inform us of the state of our world, the reality of the world, at any given  moment. On the whole, having the luxury of information in such an extent, has never been more common. Knowledge is no longer a purpose, information and the linkage of those information has become a tradable commodity, and the famous quote that read “knowledge is power”, has now transformed to “information is money…and power”.

Let us stop for a second. Let us analyze a bit the form of information that the news industry is so desperately trying to channel to the people, some would argue that it is a frivolous task, but our reality of the world is based on it.

What is news? How can something become newsworthy? Is the fact that John, a construction worker from Manchester, hasn’t had any accident in the past 35 years of his work, worthy of becoming news? The answer is simple, no. But why? Think about it…it is much more common for people not to have accidents than to have one, yet, turn on your TV to any channel, browse through your newspaper, and I am sure that you will find no mention of the simple fact that John is still safe from harm for the last 35 years. Not having an accident is unbelievably more common than having one, so in essence, our reality should be that we’re actually doing great, pretty healthy and all. But its not newsworthy. News editors cannot simply start writing about the jewelry that were not stolen, or the famous marriages that still survive divorce, or celebrate the fact that there’s much more peace, than there is war, or that John has finally retired, accident free. However concerned our noble news correspondents are in their efforts to describe the state of things in the world today, they are only concerned with the minority.

Don’t misunderstand me. I am not saying that things are good. Things are not good. Things are pretty far from being good in the world today. But our perception of the world, is based on the information we gather about its current state, our reality is based on this perception…and this reality is wearing blinkers.

A woman’s bed…(*English translation follows)

“Μη γελάς αφεντικό! Αν μια γυναίκα κοιμάται μονάχη, εμείς, όλοι οι άντρες, φταίμε. Όλοι θα’ χουμε την άλλη μέρα, στην κρίση του Θεού, να δώσουμε λόγο. Ο Θεός όλες τις αμαρτίες τις συχωρνάει, είπαμε, κρατάει σφουγγάρι και τις σβήνει* ετούτη όμως δεν τη συχωρνάει. Αλίμονο στον άντρα, αφεντικό, που μπορούσε να κοιμηθεί με γυναίκα και δεν το’ καμε* αλίμονο στη γυναίκα που μπορούσε να κοιμηθεί με άντρα και δεν το’ καμε.

…Γιατί, μωρέ ρωμιόπουλο, όποιος μπορεί να σμίξει με μια γυναίκα και δε σμίγει, κάνει μεγάλο κρίμα. Να σε φωνάξει, μωρέ, μια γυναίκα στο στρώμα της και να μην πάς, χάθηκε η ψυχή σου! Η γυναίκα αυτή θ’ αναστενάξει στη μεγάλη κρίση του Θεού, κι ο στεναγμός αυτός της γυναίκας θα σε γκρεμίσει, όποιος και να’ σαι, όσα καλά κι αν έχεις καμωμένα, στην Κόλαση!”

“Don’t laugh boss! It’s our fault, all men’s fault, when a woman sleeps alone. When the day comes, of God’s judgment, we will have to explain ourselves. God forgives all sin, he holds a sponge and erases them all* this one though, he doesn’t forgive. Woe to the man, boss, who could sleep with a woman and didn’t* woe to the woman who could sleep with a man, and didn’t.

…Because, little Greek, whoever can sleep with a woman and doesn’t, is making a great mistake. Your soul will be damned, if a woman calls you out to her bed and you don’t go! This woman will moan, in God’s great judgment, and her moan will shutter you, whoever you are, whatever good you have done, straight to Hell!”

Every second is unique (*English translation follows)

“…η ζωή ετούτη είναι μοναδική για κάθε άνθρωπο, άλλη δεν έχει, ό,τι μπορείς να το χαρείς, εδώ θα το χαρείς, περνάει γρήγορα και δε θα σου ξαναδοθεί, στην αιωνιότητα, άλλη ευκαιρία. Ένας νούς που ακούει την ανήλεη – και τόσο γεμάτη έλεος – αγγελία ετούτη, παίρνει την απόφαση να νικήσει τις αθλιότητες και τις αδυναμίες του, να νικήσει την τεμπελιά και τις μάταιες μεγάλες ελπίδες και να πιαστεί αλάκερος από το κάθε δευτερόλεφτο που φεύγει για πάντα.”

“…this life is unique for every man, there is no more, whatever you can enjoy, you will enjoy here and now, it goes by fast and you won’t get, in all eternity, a second chance. A mind that listens to this unmerciful – and full of mercy – statement, decides to overcome its petty misery and weakness, overcome its listlessness and its vain big hopes and grab hold of every second that passes, never to return, forever.”

Falling into words (*English translation follows)

“Όταν ήμουν μικρό παιδί, κιντύνεψα να πέσω στο πηγάδι* όταν μεγάλωσα, κιντύνεψα να πέσω στη λέξη “αιωνιότητα” και σε καμπόσες άλλες λέξεις ακόμα: “έρωτας”, “ελπίδα”, “πατρίδα”, “Θεός”. Κάθε χρόνο μου φαίνονταν πως γλύτωνα, και προχωρούσα. Δεν προχωρούσα* άλλαζα μονάχα λέξη, κι αυτό το έλεγα λυτρωμό. Και τώρα τελευταία, δύο αλάκερα χρόνια, κρέμουμαι απάνω από τη λέξη: “Βούδας”. Μα ετούτο είναι το στερνό πηγάδι, η στερνή λέξη, και θα γλυτώσω πια για πάντα. Για πάντα; Έτσι ακατάπαυτα λέμε.”

“When I was but a young boy, I almost fell inside the well* when I grew up, I almost fell into the word “eternity” and in a few other words as well: “love”, ” hope”, “country”, ” God”. Every year it seemed as though I escaped them, and was moving on. But I was not moving on* I was simply switching words, and was calling that redemption. Lately, for two whole years, I have been hanging on the word: “Buddha”. But this is the last well, the last word, and I will finally be forever redeemed. Forever? That’s what we always say.”

God and the devil, are one (*English translation follows)

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“Βλέπεις μια γυναίκα όμορφη σαν τα κρύα τα νερά και περπατάει στη γής και η καρδιά σου χαίρεται* και ξαφνικά ανοίγει η γής και χάνεται. Πού πάει; ποιός την παίρνει; Αν είναι φρόνιμη, λέμε: την πήρε ο Θεός* αν είναι τσαχπίνα, λέμε: την πήρε ο διάολος. Μα εγώ σου λέω, αφεντικό, σου λέω και σου ξαναλέω: Θεός και διάολος είναι ένα!”

“You see a woman, as beautiful as crystal waters, walking the earth, and your heart rejoices* and suddenly, the ground splits and she’s gone. Where has she gone? who has taken her? If she has been good, we say: God took her* if she has been naughty, we say: the devil took her. But I tell you, boss, I tell you again and again: God and the devil, are one!”

To be a stouthearted man (*English translation follows)

“…έ, και να’ χα τα νιάτα σου! Θάλασσα, γυναίκα, κρασί, δουλειά μπόλικη! Να πέφτεις όπου να’ ναι, με τα μούτρα! Να πέφτεις με τα μούτρα στη δουλειά, στο κρασί, στον έρωτα και να μη φοβάσαι το Θεό, μήτε το διάολο. Αυτό θα πει παλικάρι!”

“…if only I had your youth! Sea, woman, wine, and a lot of work! To dive into everything, head first! To dive head first into work, into wine, into love and have no fear of God, nor devil. This is what it means to be a stouthearted man!”