Friday, 3 May 2013

Depression, Suicide and the Zombie Apocalypse



Sorry didn't want two serious posts in a row but I find it cathartic to write about what I am feeling (Duh…its a blog).

In yesterday's NY Times there was  an article on the increased suicide rate in the United States: 


The CDC reports that there was  a 50% increase in suicide amongst men in their fifties and a 60% increase for women between 60 and 64. The article postulates that the increase is due to the continuing recession we are experiencing. Normally I take anything the main stream media says with a healthy ton of salt but the article was businesslike with no particular political axe to grind.

In contrast to the bloodless article the huge number of comments are heartbreaking, most making an explicit connection between job loss and suicide of loved ones.

I can personally attest to the soul destroying nature of unemployment/ underemployment. I believe men or those socialized that way (see what I did there) are especially vulnerable to this thinking as they are brought up to base their self worth on what they do. Just observe when guys get together, first thing they ask each other, is what do you do?  In my darker moods I have thought about suicide, the core reason is work related. Luckily I have friends and family that love me.

I promised zombies too so here goes, I have always like zombie movies as it touches on the existential fear of the loss of self and humanity. The genres current super heated popularity is more about the apocalyptic breakdown of society. There is something darkly appealing about abandoning the mundane troubles of bills, relationships and work for a life and death struggle where we all get to fire big guns and kill monsters….well unless you get eaten.


if there is one thing I hate more than zombies....its Nazi zombies....





  


2 comments:

  1. Sis, I thought we agreed: the number 1 menace facing the world today was Nazi zombie koalas, correct?

    (Actually, number 2: weak coffee always comes first.)

    On a more serious note, I totally understand how enervating unemployment is, having endured several seemingly endless stretches myself. Your resilience and courage in refusing to give up is an inspiration.

    And yes, you *are* loved.

    Write it down, sweetie.

    In indelible ink.

    No, no... not on your forehead!

    Well... at least not until you've practiced on the kids, anyway...

    Hugs,
    Cass

    P.S. Be sure to dot the "i" in "April" with a little heart, btw...

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  2. It's not just men that ask the question "What do you do" when they get to together anymore, trust me. Everyone is judged by the job they do, the house they live in and the car they drive. It's sickening.

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