An amazing life

We are subjected to several kinds of dictatorships in our society. Many of them are imposed in a subtle manner, but very present. There's no one putting a gun against our heads pushing us to do a certain thing. It's the society, the culture who put this invisible gun. But the hand that shots never is theirs, but ours. The choice is ours.

One of the dictatorships is the happiness'. It doesn't mean that happiness is a bad thing, obviously it isn't, but you just can't concept it. What makes one happy, may make another one unhappy. The happiness dictatorship doesn't take it into consideration and establishes a standard. And this standard seems to be accessible only to those who have money – lots of money.

Happiness is having a big and comfortable life, having an imported car, being able to go abroad, having a pretty skin, a pretty hair, a pretty body, a nice job, going to best parties and eating and drinking the best the money can provide you. Fame, power and money: if you have the three, you would be happy according with the dictatorship.

But we know that the rich people also cry. What's the point in having these stuff if people approach you by interest? How is it possible to be happy living surrounded by safeguards and living in a fancy prison? Anyway, few people perceive this dictatorship. Few people think critically, maturely, wisely. Many prefer to live in the bubble of their ignorance, happy with their convictions and carpedienzist lifestyles.

In order to be happy, you have to think big, fly high. Happiness, then, stays attached to things that are usually unreal or inaccessible to many people. In the seek for the dream, people live in the future and forget about the present. And in the seek for “big and better” things, the smallest ones start to be ignored.

Following the happiness dictatorship is not enough, it's necessary to show it off. By behaving in this way, we will be contributing to the guns to be put against people's heads, perpetuating the cycle. We need to assure others and ourselves that this dictatorship brings happiness. Who's out, is treated as someone unhappy and influenced to believe he's really unhappy, starting to question his self-esteem.

In order for us to be happy, we must have an amazing life. We should feel ashamed of ourselves of doing simple and worthless things, specially, talking about them. We must have horror to the trivial, to the routine. And we must, of course, practice the exercise of self-affirmation. Everything must have be great, in the contrary, it's despicable and deserving of depreciating adjectives carefully chosen, because it's necessary to destroy the self-esteem of the people for us to feel better with ourselves.

But the truth is that almost anybody lives a Hollywoodian life. Almost anybody lives the life so intensively that causes good envy commentaries: “Wow! What a Carpe Diem well-followed!” We are driven to treat the celebrities as gods and foolishly believe that money brings all the material stuffs, that brings fame, that brings success, that brings love and finally happiness. And in this blind search for happiness, we leave the life pass away because we were always living in the future, never in the present.

Carpedienzism controversy

If someone used to follow the “carpe diem” as philosophy of life before it became the clichezist's (verbal) philosophy of life too, probably didn't like the radicalization of the motto. As well as people that did read Clarice, Nietzsche, Freud and understood their work and didn't went out raking everywhere their quotes, either on the virtual People Magazine, or in the real life anyway. “Carpe diem” is now the positivist clichezist's philosophy of life. Clarice is the romantic's bedside book, Caio Fernando de Abreu the depressive's, and Nietzsche the intellectual’s.

Clichezists don't think. “Carpe diem” and the thinker's thoughts were distorted, fatally. The silly thought that the world is divided into “good” and “evil” has gained might and, of course, many people is by the side of the good because they are afraid of the pains of hell.

The clichezists carpedienzist philosophy is a utopia and once it's a utopia, sooner or later its followers will do things that doesn't match what it preaches. The carpedienzist is that one forcefully positive that sees the world with Pollyanna's eyes. Is the ideal of human being morally perfect: they're polite, love the animals, help the poorer, feel touched with the starvation in Africa, don't say dirty words, don't drink alcohol, don't smoke, don't listen to “garbage music”, don't play jokes, don't fart, forgive and don't fell resentments, are sincere, don't fell envy, respect all the people independently of their race, religion, sexual orientation, etc...

Maybe this is María del Barrio or some Manoel Carlos' Helena of his soap-operas. We know that this kind of person doesn't exist but anyway, the clichezists think and expect people to be this way because “they're this way”!

Even if they preach and try to follow the carpedienzism as a philosophy of life, they behave in a contradictory way when someone “hit what hurts them”. Then they reveal their “bad” personality side, or “fair” as they prefer to justify.

The quotes above illustrate a little of this duality of good and evil of the clichezist. Where's the forgiveness and all the love of that immaculate carpedienzist human being?

Clichezists are aggressive and flammable people. At the same time they are “pure love”, they are always with a rude sound-byte ready to offend their aggressor. Due to the popularization of the internet access, it's not rare to see forums that ends up in fights. These fights generally involves the clichezists during their cliches duel. The clichezists feel the necessity of winning any argumentation, specially the unworthy and frivolous ones. It's the egos war. And a safe war because the troll clichezist is behind a screen and he is too coward to join an offline a fight.

“Sincerity” became a synonym of rudeness. All the clichezists are “sincere”. Envy is a feeling everybody feels for the clichezist, it doesn't matter how frustrated he really is. Everybody wear masks and everybody's false. The clichezist is a poor one, a bullying victim and he isn't revolted because he wants, but because “the world made him behave this way”.

The carpedienzist clichezists gets hurt easily with the evilness of the world. The extremer ones attempt to control the anger and the tears face to the injustices of the world; cause big girls don't cry. And those that know that God is fair, pray asking for Him to have mercy when punishing their enemies. The politer offend in a refined way, with torn sarcasm and ironies. The ruder swear. It justifies the reason the have always a defensive attitude ready to attack in the very first threat signal.

The clichezist carpedienzism is very beautiful, but it's a utopia. The real carpedienzism is a contradiction: it's the clichezists preaching love one they are beloved, in the contrary, they'll preach hate and intolerance. It's the shelter of the naive complexed and egocentric that thinks life is a soap-opera where he is the good boy surrounded by “ villains with envy of my success”, but it doesn't matter, “your envy makes me famous”, “in a good of bad way, speak of me”. And this is so cliche, but they're clichezists. And clichezists don't think.