A nation can not survive on political discourse and bad judgement alone. A nation needs brain power to identify the piles of crap behind said political discourse and the traps in each electoral campaign. A nation must, at all cost, avoid the temptation to always choose the lesser of two or countless evils. When faced with obvious treachery, it must react, else death of righteous outrage will mean the death of that nation.
Death of outrage is an indication of many problems, at an individual and societal scale. Progress comes from a fine balance between conflict and cooperation. Today’s Romania has neither of the two in a satisfactory and effective amount. The political body holding the life of a nation in its hands walks a path parallel to that of its people towards mysterious purpose.
While the average Romanian may well feel some degree of outrage towards all the “salvation” and “rejuvenation” policies, he or she definitely lacks the will to turn that seed of outrage into action. Action needs not be violent. We are past bloody, angry mobs, I would hope. But for every action there must be a reaction. Cause and effect, an allegedly immutable law of nature, is proven obsolete in Romanian society.
A healthy system would have functional autophagocytosis, meaning it would devour the obsolete or offending elements to allow growth and regeneration. But this implies having someone who gives a crap, a group of truly smart, honest, untouchable and intelligent people who would isolate and destroy or truly recycle the political body. Is there hope for something like that?
It may sound pessimistic, but the average Romanian is suspended in some part of time, removing willingness of political action. Some are hanging on past, real or imagined, glory. Others are too trapped in present needs, while some others consume themselves over future uncertainty. To what end? How can you stay stuck in the past, when the present suffocates? How can you plan for the future, when your every plan and desire will, inevitably, crumble under lack of means? How can you accept the murderous present without screaming in outrage together with your peers? How can you then not find calm determination to make all this shit stop?
Some people see this nation as a sleeping giant. I see it as comatose. And in its coma, it can go one of two ways – wake up if it can or let go and die. And for every choice there is a ticking clock, whether we know it or not.
The day when someone else will pull the plug approaches with every tick and tack. The comatose patient, who doesn’t wake up or die, is seen as having no chance of recovery and becomes a thorn in the back of the health insurance company and the medical facility. Absent a rich, loving friend or relative to pay the medical bills and private care, the patient will be released. The one pulling the plug could well dwell in the shadows, like the Angels of Death giving mercy where it’s due. But let’s not be deluded. In the game of geopolitics, there is never room for mercy.
A nation rarely has a family to object pulling the plug. It rarely has friends who would go above and beyond. More often than not, it is surrounded by hyenas who will gladly partake in the feast that is the nation’s carcass. And, Lord knows, there are packs of them around Romania.