Insecurities
I’ve never been a person who would talk
about all the political problems going on in her country. Of course, the
reasons are obvious: a) I don’t really find political talk interesting and b) I
don’t find them interesting because I don’t have a clue as to what our politics
are like.
(I have no shame in saying this, because I’d prefer being honest about my lack of political knowledge than pretending that I’ve learned the country’s constitution book by-heart)
But even though I don’t know much about political leaders, I know that they have a lot of insecurities. Inner demons churning within them, whispering harsh words like, “What if you’re not in power anymore? What if you’re not richer than XYZ politician from the opposing political part? What if –? I’m not going to analyse a politician’s mind because I’ve never been one.
(And I don’t intend to be one if it’s still going to be a cesspool twenty years from now)
Instead, I’d try to decode a teenager’s mind because hello, I am one and I’ve b…
(I have no shame in saying this, because I’d prefer being honest about my lack of political knowledge than pretending that I’ve learned the country’s constitution book by-heart)
But even though I don’t know much about political leaders, I know that they have a lot of insecurities. Inner demons churning within them, whispering harsh words like, “What if you’re not in power anymore? What if you’re not richer than XYZ politician from the opposing political part? What if –? I’m not going to analyse a politician’s mind because I’ve never been one.
(And I don’t intend to be one if it’s still going to be a cesspool twenty years from now)
Instead, I’d try to decode a teenager’s mind because hello, I am one and I’ve b…