I want to tell you something.
I am sick of, “Meh.”
Not the word, although that is annoying in itself. I am sick of the current Culture of Meh.
So you don’t care. If you don’t care- why do you feel the need to let everyone know you don’t care? If you really didn’t care why did you read the story or the comments on the story? What COMPELS you to ingest information that you really don’t care about? Because I just don’t get it.
Me? There are tons of things I don’t care about. I keep it to myself unless someone asks me.
Did you get that last bit? If someone specifically asks me my opinion I say, “That doesn’t really interest me.”
We’re in an age now where information flies around the Internet, and people seem to read a headline and think, “I don’t care.” And they click the link, scroll down to comments, and enter the comment, “I don’t care.”
Actually, no. What I’ve read recently are versions of these-
“How does this affect me at all?”
“Whoop dee doo.”
“Who gives a shit?”
I am talking about the fact that King Richard III of England was found buried beneath a parking lot.
One apparently read the article and mentioned that they didn’t care about someone who’d been king for only 2 years and then dead for over 500.
You know- I kind of get it. I care. I care because once I got out of school I devoured history because it was finally interesting. Once you leave school and get your hands on the good books history becomes a fascinating study. Or it does to certain people. And you know- that is, again, where my argument against “meh” comes in.
YOU ARE NOT THE ONLY PERSON ON THE PLANET.
Many, many people who are not you find many things interesting. Simplistic, I know, but IT’S TRUE! Hell, I know people who love everything about certain books or genres of books, and I couldn’t care less. The cool thing is that I don’t have to. The great thing is that because I have no interest I don’t have to read them. Ever. I especially don’t feel the need to hop onto websites and spew, “Who gives a shit?” I go about my merry business.
We have become quite stupid, in general. Not in our ignorance but in our bold enjoyment of ignorance. I don’t get it. This goes beyond, “If you don’t have anything nice to say…” to “If you don’t have ANYTHING to say…”
I think the Internet has led to just talking too much.
I’m going to take a moment, though. I’m not a historian. I’m not learned beyond what I’ve read. So I’m going to give my opinion to the person who doesn’t care because said king was only so for 2 years and blah-
If Richard had not died at Bosworth Henry VII might never have become King. Had he never become King there would have been no Henry VIII (In that particular person). Had there been no Henry VIII there would have likely been no gonad-led push to Protestantism in England in that particular time. Had that not happened then by the early 1600s the English might not have been fleeing their home to the New World to avoid religious persecution. It might have happened eventually, but the timeline would have been different. Had that not happened-
Everyone in the USA would not be in something called the USA and might currently all be speaking Spanish.
And you, Mister or Ms. “Who gives a shit” might not even be here.
Now go read a damn book or look into what you don’t care about before you blurt a real opinion into the world.
Whether you care or not- history matters. Our understanding of it is what lets us understand ourselves.