Look at these kids, sitting here with their Apple computers,” he said. “Apple, one of the biggest monopolies in the world. It trades at $400 a share. Do they even know that?
Or how today’s young protesters are less knowledgeable, a true shadow of social activists from decades past.
Actually, them using Apple computers *is* smart. Faulting them for it isn’t. I mean, what’s the alternative? Using virus-ridden, craptops with a 10+ year-old version of Windows on them? Seriously, it’s this kind of cynicism that really pisses me off.
“Ohhh, look how hypocritical they are! They hate corporations but they’re drinking Starbucks.”
Right because I’ve got a thousand things going on AND I’m trying to help the world be a better place by going to a protest and YOU’RE pissed because I didn’t have the time to find a non-corporate coffee house when there’s a fracking Starbucks on every goddamn corner of NYC.
“Oh, look at those idiots—they’re protesting oil drilling yet, how did they get here? By their car, right? HA! HYPOCRITES.”
Right, because it was clearly the choice of every car owner that the overwhelming majority of cars have internal combustion engines in them. Why, the last time I bought a car (well over ten years ago) I walked RIGHT into the car dealer and let my demands be known: “I WANT A CAR AND I ONLY WANT ONE WITH AN INTERNAL COMBUSTION ENGINE IN IT! NO OTHER KIND OF ENGINE WILL DO, DAMMIT!! YOU HEAR ME!?!?! NO OTHER KIND!”
I remember years ago, when I went to see “The Corporation” at the Nuart theater in Los Angeles, I went to pay for tickets and the guy in the booth was like “Ohhh, you’re using a credit card to buy tickets to see ‘The Corporation’? Shame on you.”
I furrowed my brow and said simply: “Um, what?”
He shrugged and just handed me my tickets and my credit card back. Of course, I didn’t tell him what I was thinking which was this: “Using cash is no different, sir. The Federal Reserve is pretty much the same thing as a corporation and along those lines, I would ask you this: what would you have me pay for my tickets with, shells like on the Flintstones? Should I transfer my cash into another debt-based currency like the Euro or something? Or should I trade you some fucking cattle?”
The next time you’re about to say something glib that would end in the phrase “oh, the irony,” STOP. JUST… stop. Then, think for a moment and realize what you’re doing:
1) you’re being stupid and judgmental.
2) you’re looking for a reason to write the person off and not trying to understand who they are, what they want or where they’re coming from (only then can you legitimately write them off).
3) being a douchebag. I’m sure I wouldn’t approve of all of the choices you made today, either, but you don’t see me going around saying “OH, LOOK AT THAT GUY, HE’S BEING CRITICAL OF SOMEONE ON THE INTERNET. WHAT A LOSER! I’M SO MUCH BETTER THAN HIM BECAUSE… um… because… I’m BEING IRONIC ABOUT IT. HA! SEE? I’M STILL BETTER THAN HIM!”
OH, THE IRONY.