I’ve just re-read the essay
It’s just been over a month since my father, Rodolfo Mattarollo, passed away. This unexpected departure from someone that has tiredlessly fought for Human Rights, against unspeakable crimes, instrumental in the creation of multiple international conventions, and more, has made me reflect a lot. Of course, it’s quite evident that one would spend time reflecting about the purpose of being alive after someone so dear passes away. The example of my father (and my mother) who have devoted their lives to what would seem to be impossible goals, like fighting impunity in countries like Argentina or Haiti, or towards the universal abolition of the death penalty, has been a driver for me and many others, as I keep discovering.
A lot of these reflections have been present for a while, they are not new, I still haven’t been able to articulate many of them. For example, I have been thinking for many years about the tiredness about this never ending cycle of bullshit about entrepreneurship that devotes thousands (if not millions) of man-hours and very smart brains to meaningless pursuits (eg: Yo, etc) and glorifies success through the examples of financial wealth. Disclaimer: I know this is a generalisation and not everyone is doing this or driven by this insatiable thirst of money and attention. How is it possible that the brightest minds of our generation have spent so much of their energy and time working towards networks of mass surveillance or ways to display ads? Another of the examples of thoughts relate to the current state of world politics, we, humanity, have made countless progresses over the last century! And yet, we have a complacent and placid mass that accepts arguments of fear and aggression over compassion and love. I have been wondering about what the next alternative to the last 20 or 30 years of hegemony of greed-driven era could look like, what will our generation’s legacy be? I can see great examples of nascent alternatives appearing, I can see people courageously standing up, I can see new lines of thought forming. I can’t articulate in this confusing set of thoughts, I think that will be the topic of further reflection, of “thinking” (as Umair mentions in his article).
That said, though, all hope is not lost even though the current affairs would have you believe otherwise. We only lose hope if we give up and just become fodder for the Bullshit machine.