THOUGHTS FOR THE DAY, P 1 Swedish Radio, Long Friday 2020
When I was little we bothered to be bored on Good Friday. There was something fun with it. The business was closed but consuming was not interesting to me as a child, worse was that the cinemas were closed. The pastry shops with. It was terribly boring, Just this boring day not even being allowed to eat pastries. On television only boring programs were shown and on the radio only played sad music, but it didn't matter much because you didn't use watch TV on the day anyway.
It was pretty fun to have it actively boring. We were competing in being bored. How long do you cope with it before you got fun again? Mom didn't have time to have as boring as me, she has to prepare for Easter Eve the following day, But I sat on the couch glowing on the armrest and tried to think about how sad all this with Jesus was. How it would help him we had it actively boring I don't know, It was not logical. He was already dead. Or was repeated his fate every year? In that case he should be alive for the rest of the year? One could not be safe. Safe to try to have a little boring.
Now it is so that the brain does not want boring. The brain wants sugar, Fun and fat.
So when sitting for a while and Glott, the brain can't help but come up with ideas. You can of course Braje against but then you become in a bad mood.
You got to talk? Ja, You got that, said Mom. But by the way, We decide we are not allowed to talk because if we talk it will be fun. So we draw. But it is not possible to silence with diligence so long so after a while we have to giggle. And so it was fun to try to be silent as long as possible.
We had to handle the task otherwise. I started drawing. Build time machine of school boxes. Paste collage on the boxes. Put everything in the closet, close the door and simply ride a bit in time. It didn't go so well, But with the help of mom – For any friend you couldn't have at home if you were boring - it could go stuck then we have to talk. Dad was good to go in time with, for he knew so much about other times, But he talked far too much.
The effort to have it really boring did not work. Life in us could not stop. There were no fireworks, Just regular talk, everyday play sprung from the imagination and small whims.
I think about this when I'm sitting on the subway.
As soon as people get boring, even just before, do they sore their phones and sustain in it. Even the children, Even as small as those in the trolley.( Before, you could flirt on the subway. You can no longer because no one is looking up. )All brains are occupied by the small screen. All brains are stimulated on the basis of. No one can be boring. I behave suspicious by just sitting and having boring. Sometimes people blink on me. What does she want? She touches on me when I scroll on social media? Nä, I just let the brain wander freely.
Now it's long Friday. Everything is open and on the net is everything and no one needs to bother to be boring. What made us have so much fun.
