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The state watches our bodies. It knows when we’ve been good, when we’ve been bad, if we have used the appropriate appendage for it’s designated orifice and our facebook statuses.
George orwell spoke of the concept of double speak in his seminal work 1984. The idea though alarming at first, is a corner stone within the workings of the propaganda machine. Two opposing notions, in absolute contradiction to each other, co-existing in perfect harmony in one mind, one space. We are peace loving Muslims but #hangayaznizami. To further facilitate the process, mass media curates a noise which keeps the mind thoroughly preoccupied otherwise. And in this manner, double speak also acts as a coping mechanism, forcing the mind to believe that everything is alright even when all hell has broken lose. We need not blog about it, we can carry on our daily routines, with the panamas and the containers.
The freedom of the body and the mind are one in the same. One may be used to imprison the other, but in either case both suffer. Opinions are dangerous weapons, one can have as many as one may desire, as long as one keeps them to oneself. Are we not the safest within our minds then, to hide our nonconformities and other such defects, and the terrible thoughts we may carry. One wonders, how far can one articulate without mentioning anything in particular, in fear of the ever ready heels, far too eager to crush any who would dare upset their keepers. Could there be a harsher crime than offending the sensibilities of believers? The ranks of hell and secret military prisons are filled rather swiftly.
If found, the state may moan with great sadomasochistic satisfaction, “it is not natural”. But surely not as unnatural as bicycles, deodorant and ice cream. If the divine powers that be had wished us to freeze bovine mammary secretions, they would of had installed refrigerators within them cows. But we must remember that the state does care for us. It offers us freedoms, of movement and thought. The state is kind to us. It gives so much and asks for so little in return, only that we do not abuse these freedoms by partaking in that which is forbidden. Speak what you must, you are free, just not against the state. A certain Kevin Strom Alfred suggests, “To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticise,” often incorrectly attributed to Voltaire. Kevin Strom Alfred enjoys writing and fancies himself as a white nationalist in his spare time, surely one of the least damning charges against him.
It is very fortunate that our eyes are meant to see outwards alone. It would of been a terrible evolutionary plan to have eyes which looked within. They probably all died out, murdered by their own hands, terrified at what they saw and afraid that their thoughts might escape. Ought one then, in such tragic circumstances, learn to hide one’s mind and body, behind innuendo and ambiguous classification. An overgrowth at the nether regions perhaps, a forerunner to the great invention of the Burka, nature’s way of offering us a safe space. A dark curtain of sorts, to hide the conduct of our loins and what we do in the arms of our comrades.
Hark, the body becomes the battleground and the mind the prize. The body must be occupied and the mind proclaimed a sovereign state. Hide and the haven becomes a prison. Nay we must invite instead, to the unsafe spectacle of the body and the precarious nature of these spaces, where terrible thoughts are whispered and men cry to be held. Let our depravity multiply and anarchy prevail. We need you not to protect us from ourselves. It is you, you the machine which manufactures its own reasons to exist, which we feed with our freedoms and worship on iron altars. Which requires the blood of farmers, soldiers, of the dissident and the deviant. Such quaint tastes you carry, how cultured you must be. Be gone, haunt our bodies no more, we wish to be free, for it is only the free of mind who have lovers. The rest have saviours and prophets, who offer reprieve from their circumstance for a moment or two, only to thrust them back with soiled sheets and spent fireworks.
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