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Dictatorship
| Posted at 04:21 AM on June 16, 2008 |
Of course, through the centuries, most rulers have been absolute monarchs, and among them there were quite a few which I admire in a certain way. Raising children was done in the same way, as the parents were absolute monarchs in family life. Strict but fair, in most cases. However, nowadays, that kite won't fly anymore, as things are more open and free. In ruling and in family life. There are exceptions, though.
The problem with living in a dictatorship is that though one's life can be controled, they can never control one's mind and heart. In my heart I laugh at all ridiculous measures and rules, but I know as well that open rebellion will only restric my space of moment, as the King and Queen seem to think that they have to keep a tight rein, as if I am a unruly horse. Though I have never been able to ignore -I still explode over the sillyness, over the childishness of it all, every now and than - I seek other ways to escape them.Or, at least as far as possible...
In case of this particular way of dicatorship, this escape either includes absolute secrecy, or finding the right excuse. Well, at least it makes one inventive!
The downside of being burried underneath rules and verdicts which are based upon anything but common sense, is that one tends to feel out of control, and tries to break free, every now and then, and uses provokation by whiles. Examples of the silly verdicts are countless. "You can't straighten your hair", "You can't dye your hair", "Before buying bedlinnen at Ikea, you must first show what exactly you are going to buy". And so on.
Due to constant bitching, one breaks down in tears, at moments where it can't be had. Crying in private is one thing, but crying when anyone can see it, that's quite another. In my book of law, that is pretty much a crime. I should maintain my composure at all times. Especially over such petty things.
Composure means control. That is what lacks in a dictatorship. Surely, you control your own actions, but you carefully navigate around all the things which are not wished, as there always is the penalty of reprimands or punishment if the action or the result gets disliked.
If I am completely honest, that is why I do certain things, just to provoke when I am anger. Things which anyone'd laugh about and certainly would not take me serious for, are taken for very serious over here. And, of course, punished. But that are the rules you learn to live with. The rules are clear, though not always logical. You learn to live with them; whether you choose to break them or choose to obey to them.
And then again, there are always other area's which they do not know anything about, where you have the direction in your own hands. And I know damn sure, those are things you do not easily give away.
The dictatorship can't keep you in forever. People flee from real dictatorships, such as North-Korea, because dictators usually forget one thing: You can't keep the people in. The bird will flee from it's cage eventually. And until that time:
Do not let them make life less happy, find your own sense of control over your life, and undermine the ridiculous system, just for fun
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I do not really see my parents as dictators, they just annoyed me like hell lately, for treating me as a five year old, instead of seeing that little girls grow up too. Oh well, everyone's life has it's downsides. And there always is a way of escaping it. After all, there are loopholes... always
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