I am a bit of a hermit. Since that allows for a lot of time spent observing, I have developped quite the set of social skills. These skills, admittedly, serve more as a map to my surroundings than as an actual plan for what to do in them. I tend to know exactly what is happening right outside my cave and why. All I know what to do with that information is to wave with a stick and act like a crazy man. (It works, try it!)
So, anyway, imagine me at a marketplace cram-packed with people. Old people. ( You all know what I mean, admit it! ) It’s a cocochouny ( yes, that’s how I initially spelled cacophony) of sounds and gestures around me. And these days the song is not a happy one.
Everywhere around me I see self-centered stares, glaring around at other people that come too close to their personal bubble. ( Try having one at a marketplace 😳… ) The stench of long forgotten dreams and impending death permeating the market square like a fog on a chilly morning. It scares me. How have we grown from social beings to asocial ones? Where in our social evolution has this become a necessary trait for survival in society? It truly frightens me to think of the future. It’s one of those cosmic jokes where we started as single celled creatures and ended up as single minded entities.
While strolling past the stalls, wading my way through throngs of what might as well be zombies, I find it amazing to see how things have changed so much. Where in the ‘old days’ one might imagine cheerful laughter and loud, open interaction between vendor and buyer, there is now the quick glancing away as the vendor tries to prize his wares. We are so self centered that we only see others as a threat. Is our pressure in numbers and inability to cope with those numbers fast forcing us to focus on the individual and shun the group? What do you guys think? Comment below! I would love to hear from you!