Wheres (Ralph) Waldo (Emerson)

You see there is something irksome about the current mindset of our populace (and do forgive me for constantly ranting about the current state of this fine world we live in, but, well, it's my blog), and that is the relative lack of a mindset. Or maybe more appropriately it is the zoned out narrow mindset which stops people from developing their own creative composite mindsets. I mean why don't we have any more Mozart's? Where are all the Einstein, the Tchaikovskys, the the Henry David Theraeus, the Emersons, the Shakespears. I mean where are the fuckin Beatles? What happened to individuals with powerful ideas making startling differences? What if Freud was born 30 years ago, and after finally making his way out of jail (likely for molesting a minor or cocaine possession) decided he would dedicate his life to something, but first he has to catch the first four seasons of Lost? Or what if modern day Michaelangelo was around, and could only fit stone carving in between episodes of Desperate Housewives? Granted we can rationalize that the resolve of these epic characters was such that they were able to ignore distraction and focus on their goals and aspirations... but they didn't have all that much else to do when you think about it. There was no glowing box which you could stare it inanimately for hours to suck up your personal productive time. Necessity is the mother of all invention, but what happened to necessity? All that time where people used to sit around with only the company of their thoughts and the potential of their hands is gone. We want for so very little and we're so very occupied that nothing actually happens anymore. (Harumph.)