Manifesto Everything
Words, Non-fiction
2018—03 (22)     
Denver, CO

There’s too much stuff. Pointless stuff, unnecessary stuff. Stuff that hardly does what it’s meant to do. I recently had to replace my MacBook’s charger for the 3rd time since I bought the damn thing, and I keep having to mend the straps on a backpack I bought at a design museum, of all places. And a pair of shoes I bought only last fall have more or less disintegrated. There was a time when people would steal shoes off of fresh dead bodies for Christ’s sake, because that shit was built to last.

We pride ourselves on shooting probes out to Mars, and designing cars that can drive themselves, yet when it comes to some of the most basic things, we seem to be failing. We claim to evolve yet we are clearly devolving on so many levels.

What if every single human act was backed by a manifesto? A personal one even, would we still be making shit?

How many people go to school just to get a degree, instead of out of a genuine desire to learn? How many people go to conferences just for the networking, to promote their brands, rather than a real want to cross-pollinate? How many brands make shit just to put their logo in people’s faces, rather than out of a desire to actually introduce something new and useful into society?

Enough is enough! We are tired of meaningless newsfeeds and conversations that go nowhere. We do not need more books by writers who have absolutely nothing to say. We do not need more songs about cheating girlfriends, or your glorious jet-setting lifestyles. We do not need another video-game that allows us to impersonate a ruthless killing machine sent to invade another country.

We want the things in our lives to be there because they are necessary. Because there is a vacuum that needs filling. We want every human action to be deliberate, and purposeful. If everything in our world was done with passion–true genuine passion–would we ever put “Yellow 5” in our cheese, or film dumb comedies about getting drunk in Vegas? Would our television programs be smarter, more enriching, or would they still constitute talk-shows geared to promoting the free giveaways under studio-audience seats?

It’s time to cut the bullshit. It’s time everything–every human action, every product, every task, every building–everything we did was done with purpose beyond our pathetic little egos, beyond short-term gains. It’s time everything was done for the greater good, for the world at large.

It’s time everything was a manifesto.