My girlfriend was reading some announcements in the newspaper on the death of people, send in by the remaining family members. When reading these, one would expect the world te be heaven. Everyone who had died were 'loved' and we started joking by making up contrary goodbye messages for the dead: "finally he's gone", "we have been waiting too long", "never again", "we're happy and grateful to announce the death of ...". So we had a good laugh realizing the fucked upness of this kind of announcements.
Same goes obviously for births. Often people hang a colored paper words where it says: hurrah! a boy. Or Hurrah! a girl! Never do we read: O no! a boy! or, We'd rather had a girl!
I remember the time where my wife and I were preparing for the birth of our first child and all we saw were wonderful pictures and words of having a baby.
How did we get this crazy all together? Obviously it's all about image, keeping up appearances, and about sales. A beautiful dream sells.
So we have a fictional public world, where everything seems fine and lovely. Smiling faces everywhere, everyone happy with the stuff that's for sale. While in fact when taking a closer look, stuff isn't made to last, it's the less possible content for the highest possible price, more often produced by people who earn just enough to have a shitty life. When we meet out on the streets we smile to each other and we have a chat on the weather.
Self honesty is what we need, to educate our children, which we can only teach them when we are forgiving ourselves for all the fucked upness and deception and lies we're representing ourselves. To never again create a false world in spite of reality again.
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