What's the problem?

Just finished reading Stand on Zanzibar (took too damn long...sigh). And yes, it involves the same recurring dystopic themes that I love so much, simply because I feel so much connection with it regarding the current world that I live in.

Whenever I involve myself emotionally in various topics, I almost always find myself regretting that not many people I know enunciate the same feelings as me. What further disappoints me are those who deny the existence of problems in the world and revel in their dreadfully mindless existence.

In fact, I seem to be feeling this emotional disconnect with most people I have spoken to. For example, at the summit, I really thought I would learn something new, but I came out learning more about human nature than protecting the earth! When the panelist dismissed suggestions by declaring himself "long dead before it is needed", you start realising that each person there probably does have a personal agenda: the legacy he or she wants written. Am I a depressed pessimist to worry so much for the world; a hopeless romantic to care so much for humanity's future; an impossible idealist to believe in the good of mankind, that people can peel the scales off their eyes to see for themselves the crumbling facades of Earth?

Do we need to find some "common sense" gene that will wake people up?

On another note, tomorrow marks the last six weeks in NS! Oh well, I'm definitely glad to leave this black iron prison of arbitrary rules and unreasonable wardens! Of course, over the 2 years, I have made the acquaintance of many fun and friendly superiors, but NS has also showed me the idiocy that can reigned even in areas as important as national defense. I probably have learned to judge people better now, and learn which trunk to lean when I need help.

On the other hand, the empire never ended, and the black iron prison continually exists. Being cognizant of its existence probably just makes life that much harder, but I must take my chances and learn to live.