Radical Hag

For some time, I’ve had the idea in my head, for an article titled “In Which I Offend Everyone”. I think I’ll actually write it one day, and in it I’ll explain my views on a lot of topics, from food to religion to patriotism to whatever else pops into my head at the time. I might as well lay it all on the table because whenever I voice my opinion on one of these topics, there’s someone who’ll call me “extreme” or “a radical”.

“Radical” is an interesting word, actually. It comes from the Latin word for “root” (in fact, “radish” has the same origin. Imagine radical radishes!), and if I’m described as someone who operates from her roots, or goes to the root cause of issues, then I’m absolutely fine with that.

There’s a difference, though, between opinions and actions, and one of my goals in life is to adjust my actions to my opinions as much as I can. For example, I understand that we all need to drastically reduce our carbon footprint in order for our planet to survive, but I’m still using plastic bottles and drive a car. It’s one of the things I’ll keep working on – by making my house more energy-efficient, planting my own food (instead of buying food that has been transported over distances), using rainwater, and avoiding waste as much as I can. But there is always a compromise involved and I am acutely aware of it.

Why is it still important to have these ideals, then? It is important for me because it keeps me honest, and it keeps me aware of where I stand. It’s far too easy to be lulled into “normality” otherwise. I keep up my ideals and keep them in the forefront of my mind, lest I forget.

I will, for example, never ever find it “normal” to go to work eight hours a day for someone else’s wealth, and get monetary compensation for it. It’s a fairly new concept historically speaking and it doesn’t make sense to me, in fact it gives rise to all sorts of problems. For the individual, the biggest problem is the demands on their time. It floors me when I hear someone say: “Oh I don’t mind going to work, I wouldn’t know what to do with myself if I didn’t!”

Now, if they genuinely enjoy their job and choose to work, that’s one thing and it’s fine. But not knowing what to do otherwise? How little imagination can one have?? Are there no worthwhile things to do on this planet? No living beings to love, help, support, no hobbies to be enjoyed, no achievements to pursue? It’s not been long since our day was stolen from us by “jobs”, and already we’ve forgotten what it was like.

Well, I haven’t forgotten. I have a million things I want to do. And I know I’ll still need a job for a while, even though I’m trying to make it one I can do from my own home, but that doesn’t mean that I’ve let go of the ideal. I haven’t. The compromise comes from other things I want to do, like provide a safe haven for neglected/abused pet birds, which requires a quiet space I need to acquire either by renting or purchase. But I’m absolutely committed to reclaiming as much of my day as I can, bit by bit, and to get closer and closer to my ideal.

Because that, my dears, is what life is all about.

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2 thoughts on “Radical Hag

  1. I have a million things I like better than work and housework too 🙂 and I'm doing some of them. But the only reasons I am able to do these things, are disability and the Norwegian social and health car system. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to. I am working on something to free myself from being dependent on the government and a spouse, but it'll take a while.

  2. It is a process, step by step 🙂 I don't mind work as long as it's on my own food in my garden, or Coaching people, or whatever is directly connected to my life and my loved ones'. I suspect I wouldn't even mind housework as much then.
    Hugs!!

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