Sorry, I ran out of time and energy again for my weekend posts and today is election day over here in Finland, so Mrs. Hatboy will be working at the election booths, and I’m just going to be sitting around at home and waiting for what I currently hope will be good news but … well, I’m not super optimistic at this point, let’s put it that way.
Actually I probably won’t be sitting around that much. It’s also the weekend for traditional Finnish Easter Witchery, so I’ll be helping get Wump and Toop all dressed up and heading out to chant at people’s doors and exchange decorative pussy willow blessing-branches for candy and chocolate.
That was the folksiest thing I think I’ve ever typed.
Well, anyway, here’s a devastatingly sad and deeply upsetting musical animation.
As soon as I saw it was made to the tune of I Dreamed a Dream I knew I wouldn’t be able to get through it dry-eyed, and that was before you throw in the fact that it’s about animals being tortured and killed. Jesus Christ, I’m so sorry.
Sat and watched it with Wump, who simply said “we’re monsters.”
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.
You know human beings have the ability and option to turn a video off right? Like this, or the Christchurch shooting, or any number of other things. If you KNOW it’s fucked up, why watch it?
Because it spurs me to be a better monster.
That’s a BS answer. Because watching those does not make you better or to try harder to be better in any way that KNOWING they exist doesn’t also do.
Yeah it does. And you’re just pissed because it was a fucking amazing answer.
No, I’m genuinely horrified that you willingly watch fucked up shit.
That’s sweet. Kind of weird, but sweet.
No, I take that back – it’s not weird, just sweet.
I was initially thrown (horrified, even, if we’re embracing hyperbole) by your decision to equate an admittedly shocking and saddening animated animal conservation video with a live stream of a group of real live people being actually murdered.
But you’re right, in both cases I’ve used a very similar explanation for why I watched those videos – in order to take that pain and horror and convert it into something positive in my own feelings and actions. That evidently isn’t something you do, but that’s cool.
Both videos were intentionally made and released in order to be seen, and force some sort of reaction from viewers. I initially had trouble seeing that particular wood for the trees, the trees in this case being such appallingly different sets of trees.
However, I believe this animation was created in order to shock people into action. The argument “you don’t need to see something horrible to be shocked into action, just act” is all very well, but it’s a bit blinkered in my opinion. It’s an unpleasant country installed into my Dreamscape, and it was done for a good reason. The live stream was done for who-knows-who-cares reason, and I have made that a part of my Dreamscape too, for positive reasons I think are the best way to defeat the poison in the mind of that pathetic murderer.
But by all means, don’t watch the videos and do good.
My own personal headspace os far too cluttered with darkness of my own generation. I don’t watch horrific things because that only makes it darker. And in general I prefer to remove my support from those who generate such things.
That’s also true, I remain glad that the live stream was removed as much as possible from sight and I wouldn’t have watched it if it hadn’t happened right there, live, as I was online and saw the news about a place very close to my heart. And so on, and so forth. Irrelevant disclaimers.
The animation, I am fully in support of. Lots of people need to see it and be horrified. Those who don’t need to see it in order to be better, are already fine.
As for darkness of our own generation, let’s not even get into that. “This is what the inside of my head looks like all the time.”
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