Islands

“You want to go to the island.”

The catchy conditioning line used in the film The Island (2005). Making people think there is somewhere better to go and there is a purpose to your being and existence. Replace the island with heaven and I started to see a similarity. Of repeated conditioning of existence, to think after is better than here. And while you are focusing on better there, you perhaps forget or lose sight of trying to make where you are now better.

But back to islands for a moment, because it was actually another that started this thought. It’s from another film, but a certain real island (as far as we know) will tie in, because it’s the film Castaway that came to mind. Of Wilson and the bloody handprint which gets linked to a conspiracy. But that particular premise surrounding that ball often gets mentioned as well as the actor. It’s the location now that takes my thought, a tropical island. Like the one currently linked to a certain news story that rumbles on. The delivery company and packages could also merely be coincidence too. Seeing patterns where we want to and all that.

But the next thought was cows, I know, seems a leap. But as in the first film mentioned, they were being cloned as replacement body parts, treated well until the point of necessity. Just as people will treat prize cows or bulls, or any animal that is bred for what might be considered a ‘superior purpose’, even if that purpose is ultimately food, or body parts. That film My Sisters Keeper I believe is about a ‘spare child’ being born to provide body parts for the first sick child. Scale that idea up I guess. And we end up coming back to a previously discussed idea in Perhaps, of those Warehouses for the Living Dead where people would be neomorts, existing as ‘living cadavers’ waiting to be needed.

Pleasure Island – Pinocchio. I have already mentioned this one too in my article Being Real, of how it was used to entice children into servitude with promises and temptation of fun and vices. But There Is A Price to pay. As it would seem there was for anyone who may have been invited to certain islands, where it seemed it was all fun and games with no repercussions or penalty. But afterwards it is used as a weapon to buy your servitude, turning well-known people into donkey’s, just as they did in the film to the eager and weak-minded youngsters, except they still looked like people and no-one noticed at first. But with strings now attached, having to perform their part, being pulled and played as required, with the direst consequences it turns out…

(c) K Wicks

Diversity, or Tomfoolery?

The strange landscape of ‘Diversity’ continues its buckled march into and through society. Facilitated by illogical people who appear somewhat brainwashed or that we have, in fact, been taken over by invasion of the body snatchers already.

But other than the ridiculous idea of quotas based on fairness, inclusion and equally based on sex and skin colour, it seems a rather dangerous angle emerges. As many thought would when you put someone in a job or a position of power who isn’t capable. And there are many reasons for being not being capable in a certain field, and it’s not always one that a simple bit of training can overcome.

And there is the other thing that doesn’t seem to get discussed much, of people not actually wanting those roles. For example, years ago now they started harping on about not enough women CEOs in large corporations. Trying to say they were sexist, and indeed there is an air of sexism to certain industries, and the structural hierarchy, most of them in fact. But I also looked at the whole picture, of all the women I had ever worked with or met, how many even wanted to be a CEO? Or upper management at any level? It was made quite clear to women years ago, if you go for career, your family suffers. If you can get that far because having a family sort of goes against you as a female. Thinking you’ll need time off for maternity, for the kids, won’t be focused etc. However, for men, it seems to work the other way, as if you are a man with a family and a mortgage, you are easier to control perhaps. To tie into their corporate fold, knowing you really do rely on that pay packet more than a single man might. So, exclusions and ideals of lifestyle have always played a part to a point, on both sides. And one could argue that all of that is put in place by men, so women have felt a need to stay out of it as much as possible, because you are in a no-win situation.

And within than, now they are making it even harder to get a fair shot based on skill and ability after touting that as the only route to success or recognition in your field. Back in the day it was more who you know, not what you know. And people can’t deny that many have been kept out of certain industries and positions due to their sex or ethnicity. Now it’s more what you look like rather than anything else, as though everything is meant to be shallow and based on appearances only – including complex and important roles that can have a grave consequence. As if your external shell represents everything about you to be worn as an outfit.

How disheartening for people who have worked hard to try and make something of themselves, to see others fast-tracked because they happen to be the pawn of the month. Imagine if someone putting on a doctor’s uniform suddenly allowed them to perform surgery, or putting on a pilot uniform meant you could now attempt to fly the plane. And people would be called ignorant, or accused of hatred if they tried to say anything. Blind pilots is the next weird thing being joked about today, and it may sound like a joke, but with quotas of disability taking the helm this week, it seems to have actually been discussed. Terrifying. But not unusual for where we are at. Setting everyone up to fail, and exploiting people’s vulnerabilities and psychological desires to be played out in a very public arena to achieve that…

(c) K Wicks