/lit/ - Literature

>tfw nothing is authentic anymore and I see everything not through their actions but specifically the conception in relation to them, overlapping
How do I reconnect with the base experience? To believe and not lay waste sitting in this plurality of knowledge. Ever revolving and mutually affirming leaving all action and so lived-meaning to pass.

I saw a video online today of an old woman telling a younger lady to, "Stop hacking her phone." And the younger woman proceeded to film the women and tell her off with a flustered and stupid confusion. You could tell she was waiting for this old lady to do something, by the mere act of her beginning to film before the issue even occurred. A schoolyard trick and spectacle.

This old woman was clearly insane and unhinged, owing to some dementia or senility. But this girl didn't give any time to consider that, she only thought about putting it to the woman in the modern way of the viral magnifying glass and the burning sun of whatever Hambeast wanted to lance this white 80-something with liberal urbane light.

That is the true cruelty of humanity, the very tip of its edge that though can be blunted can't be made any less lethal. Look around at any video with a mentally ill or even slightly strange person, and you'll see people taking it in like a spectacle and almost by knee jerk treating that person as harsh as they can. As far as I can tell, it's not even a self aware sort of cruelty, but almost an in built reaction like an immunoresponse in the body.

It spans across cultures. Go on Worldstar and you can find inner-city kids slapping an autist while he screams, or hit up liveleak and watch some delphi man get his ass kicked down a flight of stares for flinching at shadows. It's universal, and the only true multicultural goal achieved: The merciless revulsion of the mentally ill other.

People are blind to the humanity of the mentally ill, and that's just a hell we walk on gazing at flowers. They might as well be holes in reality, sucking up all notice and good will.

I don't know what to do about it. All I know is it's dreadful and horrible.