Tech hated bars. So for him to come out, he had to decide the location. That night he suggested Rust, which didn't fit his style.
Strangely, I didn't care where we met. Normally I would, but this time I just wanted to talk, anywhere. It felt nice to crave human contact and not to worry about the setting.
There was something about a place that could get people to open up. I knew Tech would already be open. He was a good listener. It was me who was always reserved. Guarded. But something about hearing that story made me feel open.
I wondered if it was supposed to be like this all the time. If we, the general pop, were more brave. Had we been brave enough to cut straight to where our intentions and values lay. Bypass all the veneer of IPAs and themed bars and major events blaring out from televisions. To ignore everything else and just look into the other person and say what we really wanted to get across.
What would we say? Would we even have anything to say? Or would we simply be ignoring all the distractions with nothing to take its place.
Everyone liked to bash the 140 characters Twitter limited us to. But I was starting to think that maybe 140 characters, or something not much greater was enough for the most of us. Most of us didn't have much to say.
They hadn't taught us language so that we could express ourselves. Ever since the dawn of each of our individual existence we've been taught to speak in the context of labeling things and demanding things. Self expression was exclusive to people like poets and writers. I thought this was one of the saddest attributes of our society given how much we spend on a dozen years of mandatory education.
I used to think, back in the Zeitgeist days, when I had just become atheist, that the system was purposefully conspiring against us. That there was a group of bad evil men. But more and more, especially after graduating college and ending up here, I'm beggining to think that there is nobody at the helm. There is no helm. We are just a sad bunch on a sinking ship where nobody knows what to do.