June 28, 2021
Stream thinking is no different than two people at a pub blurting out an atmosphere of whatever’s in the moment. We see a lot of stream writing on social media. Especially when people send something out and your mouth drops. Gulp! Ok. Didn’t know. I challenge myself not only as a writer but a performer to trust what’s happening right now. It can be a dangerous walk because the receiver can easily cancel culture you. How far are you willing to go with your writing without inviting someone to tune out? A good example is my rant about how we were all so damn noisy during the lockdown. Why are we wearing these masks? Why aren’t businesses open? The gyms are closed! I wanna see live music then a comedian! Now that the wall has fallen and nothings standing in the way… Where are you? You aren’t at the movie theater! You aren’t showing up at local restaurants. Those family home grown kitchens are dropping like flies. Where are you? You made a lot of noise but you aren’t showing off your freedom. Too early for a guilt trip? Binge watching television has put us in a weird state of accepting not just a new normal but new culture. I was listening to Rob Lowe’s podcast with Jimmy Kimmel. The late night talk show host once frequented local hangouts three times a week. Today he can barely handle one dinner out. Rob’s response was priceless, “We’ve gone from 16 months of seclusion into a very loud world. The mind is having a difficult time digesting everybody else’s noise.” Why aren’t we going to movie theaters? Because we don’t want to. The power of choice! Take that! I made a decision. Mine! Mine! A system of delivery that feels like a chore to drive three miles to a movie house. We are no different than a dog begging for a treat. They want and want. Pant, race around the house, bark and scratch at your leg. The very second you give them the treat the dog drops it on the floor and walks away. Do something with your freedom. Get back into localism by way of supporting business.