Friday, July 2, 2010

The most pointless conversation topic anyone can come up with

Today while conversing with my mother, I had the sudden revelation that the most inane thing anybody can talk about is his/her dreams.

Before you call me a hypocrite and demand I explain this post, I will let your hear the explanation so you'll shut up. You want to know why I talked about my dream but decry the arbitrary nature of such exchanges? Because this is my blog and I never claimed that it will make any sense. Also I wrote it when I was confused and vulnerable.

Now on to my main thesis. A dream, as we all know, often exists in stark contrast with reality. Unless you met Jesus or John Lennon in it, your dream honestly does not bear any inherent value to the rest of the human race. A dream often represents something wildly incredible and unlikely to happen in real life, and the fact that you choose to narrate one of your dreams to somebody only serves further to proof that point. Think about it, if you dreamt of something that is likely to happen within the confines of boring reality, would you have remembered it, let alone tell it to a friend? Hence the only dreams that are told are the truly fantastically improbable ones. Which brings us to the next point.

Since your dream is not likely to occur, what is the point of telling me your dream? The audience will be foolishly led on, sometimes even naively hoping for it to become reality. It is a giant cocktease, much unlike the general elections. Nobody enjoys getting played. Hell, the last time some dude in the US decided to tell everyone about his dream, he pissed everyone off so bad he got assassinated.

Also, another contentious point against talking about dreams is the lack of accountability. How do I know that you just lack conversational skills and just came up with this purported dream to keep the conversation going? I will use the classic dream-dating complex to illustrate this conflict. This particular phenomena states that if you go around telling people you scored a date with a babe (falsely), somebody who has too much time will eventually expose your claim. However, if you tell others that you dreamt you scored a date with a babe, no one will discredit you.

Alright you got me, there is no classic dream-dating complex. I just made that up. But if I told you I dreamt that such a complex existed, it would have sounded less questionable. Therefore, dreams, being entirely a figment of the imagination of the human mind, lack a higher authority that validates their authenticity. You can't just look up a search engine and figure out whether or not John dreamt that he could fly or if Alice really went to Wonderland. Maybe you can in the future but right now we lack the technological expertise to harness such complex data.

So there exists these weird people who tell you stuff that they have construed to have happened to them in their nocturnal subconscious. Then there are the downright mad people whom, deciding that it is a story that holds so much conversational value, tell you dreams that happened to other people. Seriously, what the hell? This makes you go from listening to something that did not happen to someone, to listening to something that did not happen to someone from someone else other than the someone who had nothing happen to him. Zero relevance to anything whatsoever. Ergo, there really is no point to talking about something that has no point.

Keeping all that in mind, I have just made you read me talk about something that has no point being talked about with no point. But I made a point in doing so, my point being that there is no point in talking about pointless things with no point. So that's different.

I'm categorising this as part of an existentialist crisis/evaluation of things.

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