I have been thinking on posting this somewhere even before I started this blog. I thought it’d be interesting to post my thoughts on society’s perception of people and things.
This is indeed a pretty corny subject. I feel like nowadays, everyone is talking about society and the injustice that reigns among it. It didn’t sound like that when the idea hit me and I grabbed my laptop. This post is not going anywhere, just a quick warning before you get into this reading.
I have been catching up to a lot of shows and I am currently with the TV. You should know one of my favorite shows is The Originals, and my favorite character of all time Klaus Mikealson. Before I get deep into his personality, I’d like to point out show producers, writers and whoever creates the things we crave on TV. I think Filmography is in “un fase de cambio”.
When I was younger, perfection was closer to God’s example. In movies, shows and cartoons “the enemy” was the one with the crmiminal record, the one that killed. The writers always made sure that flaws were always packed into one person and perfection into another. The two fought throughout the whole thing and everything always ended with the good one winning.
Nowadays there’s a message trying to be passed on. Embrace flaws, imperfection. In 2014, perfection is only well seen and interpreted physically. The “Virgin Mary” act or the “pure soul” really doesn’t do it for anyone anymore. Psychology has done its course and we are now brought to understand the bad guys. To run deep and discover and the pure reasons to dark actions.
In a book we were reading last year with my class, Boule de Suif, : a group of people in the midst of which a prostitute, run away from their city for war purposes. As they get to their refuge, they are held hostages by a soldier of the opposite camp. He demands to sleep with the prostitute in exchange for the group’s freedom. The prostitute is overwhelmed by this wave of nationalism and refuses to sleep with the soldier. The others start speaking all sorts of sweet words and lies, to convince her. She realizes their faith is in her hands, more precisely in her….you know? So she does the deed. When she comes out and packs her things to leave with what she thought were now her friends, the only thing she gets from them are shaming glances. They were shaming her for sleeping with the foreign soldier.
This makes you sit down, have a drink, sleep, then think again. Who is the bad person here? The prostitute? because she is who she is?
This is a book from the 1850. We’ve changed and we know better, producers and writers sure do.
today, understanding someone’s darkness is much more important,
Back to Klaus Mikealson, the gold medalist for serial killing. In his troubled world, no one understands his darkness, he has been sheding blood for over a thousand years now, and he is so physically strong, and selfish, (and so they think). But I believe people aren’t born killers. There is a reason people grow up to become who they die being. In order for society to take a step further, people should try and understand these things before judgement (legal judgement), jail and or punishment.
That being said, its hard to put someone’s feelings before ours, depending on how thick the tensions can be and the impulsions their provocations can lead us to. But I strongly believe in that theory that there is good in everyone, despite all the evil out there.
Back to what I was actually talking about. So, like this all explains, flaws, (not physical ones, we haven’t grown that wise and understanding yet, but that’s for another post) have grown to be beautiful and embraced, it is even attractive. Perfect is so…boring.