Hair Shirt of the Day

The anomie of boredom breeds its very

own dissatisfaction with life, searching for

a source of inspiration to give value to

existence and for quite awhile the searchers

found fascination in the lives of public

figures, social and cultural elites, heads of

government, entertainment moguls and

celebrities whose glittering lifestyles they

might avidly follow and emulate in the

process ventilating their aimless values 

through social media platforms in search

of envy and a pedestal of their very own. 

But boredom knocked again and a restless 

world awaited a throbbing cause to gnaw 

at the ankles of conscience eschewing the 

emptiness of personal status exuberant 

when the epochal era of victimhood rescued 

their commitment from the dungeon of

wasted effort. Suddenly, so suddenly the

cause appeared that had eluded them though

it was always there, stagnating for want of

notice while the sufferers staggered under the

weight of history and residual inequality. The

world, taken by a storm of sympathetic guilt

not their own but happily appropriated, the

hairshirt of penance and regret, acclaiming

the victims their heroic campaign of the 

moment. Sadly, there is no end of historical 

incidents of cruel atrocities that humankind 

visits on its own. Happily, their numbers 

will keep the public busy protesting those 

wretched instances of reprehensible mass 

wrongs, shouldering the censure though they 

were in no way complicit, thus paving the 

way for society's psychopathic contingent 

to join the fray under cover of numbers 

to wreak havoc and mayhem as they protest 

law, order, decency and the social weal.