Just saw the movie Wall-E by Pixar. And since it has led to unexpected waves in the creative cesspool resulting from long durations of monotonous and non-creative routines, the result is: THIS BLOGPOST.
Having clarified the circumstances leading to this now increasingly recurrent phenomena, I must give vent to the thoughts surging inside, lest I suffer from 'internal hemorrhage' due to the incapacity of the brain to 'hold it' anymore!
Hmm...so where were we ?
Wall-E
The movie touches upon many issues - commercialization, increasing dependence on automated amenities and machines, homogenization by brands which are coming up in an increasingly consolidated industrial world, no opportunity for individual expression/ choice/ creativity/ entrepreneurship, pollution, insensitivity of the capitalistic system, Lōve :-) ..etc etc.....
However the thing which touched me a lot, and I believe it's an interpretation which perhaps wasn't even intended as a metaphor but is only a result of having nothing exciting to do in the past few days. And that is the buildings of waste which Wall-E walls on the now-defunct earth.
It's like, in our professional lives, most of us, sift through loads of dirt, and then like machines (like Wall-E), diligently make blocks of those (dirt). And then religiously, arduously we make buildings (of dirt) of those blocks.
Of the dirt. By the dirt. For the dirt.
:)
Work. Jobs.
And in that, like Wall-E, our remaining sentience finds some intriguing tit-bits here and there to value. Those small tit-bits give us minute doses of excitement and exhilaration to drudge on with the otherwise mundane crap producing/assorting process. Often we also force us into enjoying some irrelevant processes/tasks in order to keep our selves high enough...hour after hour...day after day..month after month..year after year..
.... Wall-E(d) in ?!
