Actually I do care. I have been against anything and everything my entire life. Mostly about how people are suppose to live their lives. Rules generated by the government, the social structure and commercial company's. The rules that are supposed to make you happy, rules that give you status, that make you a somebody in the field of nobodies.
These rules have always felt like a cage, like self created boundaries for the human being. So I do care, but never cared enough, never believed enough that my believe is worth fighting for, worth protesting for. Never believed enough that my believe is the right one.
This believe in not believing has started to shift in the past few days. I went to a place down the street. A former squat house that now contains a meeting ground for the counter culture, the people that still fight for ideals, ideals like antiracism, no homophobia, originality and creativity, a place for action groups, squatters and non commercial art, people my age from 68'.
A place that felt right. A place that owns it existence from people back in 76', people that broke open the door of this abandoned building because they believed it could have value. The value that it still has today.
What followed was a search for people that have fought for there ideals, who have countered against the system and have spoken out that there is a more justified way of living. People who have proved that going against the holy grail, the elite, the society can have an definitive effect on the future. This in order to prove myself that it is worth acting on your ideals. I've looked for people that still in this time are fighting for their cause in order to prove myself that it is still necessary to counter culture.