But here's the problem for me: I also believe that life is just messy. People die. People use you. Friends leave and come and go and bad things happen. But good things also happen--you meet people, you make some friends, you put your feet into the ocean for the first time. Blah blah blah everything in between. But what if these are just events that happen instead of stories? What if there IS NO MEANING?! What if as humans we lost this idea that we are bigger than just the cells we live between and we actually are just cells and synapses and the information that fires between them?
Even typing this I get stressed out because I love stories, people. I love them. I can think of many stories that have changed my beliefs about life and about myself. But I also believe we can deceive ourselves with them and other people can deceive us with them. And I hate to think of myself as 1) able to be deceived or 2) capable of deceiving others. But I fear that these might be the only two roles of stories. Because if everything IS just random and life is just some sort of frenzied card dealing, we ARE deceiving ourselves through the stories we tell and form, especially large systematic stories like religion. We are assigning significance to things that don't have significance and this has the potential to be damaging.
People spend so much time in story. It's no surprise to me that things like video games and religion get compared because to me those are both just stories and we're drawn to them because humans are drawn to all stories. We watch movies, we gossip, we read books, we learn history, we play video games, we listen to other people. There is almost nothing in our culture I can think of that does not contain some sort of story. Even as consumers we are drawn to stories--TOMS shoes, for example. If you read the company's book (I've read a lot of random stuff) the founder talks a lot about the story he created around the company because people buy into stories. And people like to be part of stories. Because when they are a part of a story they matter. And people like to matter because mattering means that when we die we will still be here and none of us want to be gone. Stories also help us learn, help us grow, help us not do what that guy over there did, help us think we can get to the top too if we work hard enough. But here is where the lines blur for me: What is the value in the story of a violent video game? Is it usually set up so the person who is playing is the "hero?" This is a true question I hope someone can answer because I don't play video games, and I'm curious. Because if the story is just straight up killing and shooting, that is the kind of story that would confuse me greatly. Are they usually you vs. the "bad" guys? And if the narrative is bad, like in the Columbine game in our reading from last week, what does that mean? Is that game then "bad?" Why do bad stories have no value? Can't bad stories still teach us things?
What if this is all just pretend? What if stories are just socially constructed because our brains simply evolved too far and we can't stand our existential problems? That, friends, kind of scares the pants off of me. I know I'm not the first ones to think these thoughts and I'm going to be far from the last one to think these thoughts but I really struggle with this idea that life might not be a narrative and if it's not, what is the harm in pretending that it is? And, getting into a new problem with technology: our lives now CAN be fully 'just a story' we tell. What does it look like when our lives DO become a narrative--through blogs, facebook, avatars....can we create a life for ourselves that is ONLY a linear narrative and does that have value? I think for sure it can have a therapeutic value, but can that caricature then stand on its own? And is it you or a different being entirely? And what aspects of your story do you add and remove and WHY and who influences that choice?
...Sometimes thinking about stories keeps me up at night. Also, here is my TED talk for the week:
(Also, just so everyone knows, when he says no one describes their life as reality show, I always do and always have. I'm happy to bask in that uniqueness for a bit.)
(Also, if anyone has found my textbook for class and can return it me, I'd be grateful. Cough cough.)
(Also, if anyone has found my textbook for class and can return it me, I'd be grateful. Cough cough.)