Open Thread: Escapism

(by chris the cynic)

Short version: escapism.  General thoughts, your preferred means of escape, things that work versus things that don’t, and anything else you might care to share that is remotely related to the topic.

Long version:

Historically escapism and escapist works and tendencies have been viewed negatively.  The thing being escaped is, after all, the circumstances of ones “normal” life.  (Quotes around “normal” because sometimes those circumstances are extraordinary.)

Sometimes, however, people need to escape.  When the “normal” can’t be coped with every second of every day because it’s too stressful, too depressing, too overwhelming, too dangerous, too hopeless, too banal or jejune, too tedious, or too whatever periods of escape can allow one to inject enough not-bad into their life to be able to deal with the rest of their lives.

Also, certain forms of escapism take the name to it’s logical conclusion and involve getting out of here (here being defined as where you actually are) and going over there, and thus amount to mental exploration or tourism.

Do you escape?  How do you escape? Do you have thoughts on the location of the line between healthy and overboard?  Are there any forms that resonate with you, or any that you fundamentally fail to get?

Also, for any who don’t know, we have a space set aside for political discussion.  This is due to the current election cycle in the US being one particularly filled with things that some people need to get away from, and thus would not like in open threads.  That’s a perpetual political thread, and won’t be closed or replaced unless it gets overly full.

[As a reminder, open thread prompts are meant to inspire conversation, not stifle it. Have no fear of going off topic for there is no off topic here.]


One thought on “Open Thread: Escapism

  1. christhecynic October 25, 2016 at 6:36 am

    The things going on with my sister’s family are so over the top horrible that I don’t think I’d be able to cope without losing myself in videogames, the writings of Ana Mardoll and Fred Clark, and the analysis of FiveThirtyEight.

    That’s not to say that I don’t do what I can to help, spending hours putting up a fence in the pouring rain without a coat isn’t exactly fun nor is it avoidance. And the barbed wire top (it’s just there to discourage the goats from fence jumping) has left its scars on me. If we had world enough and time we’d install the wire first and the barbs later. Lot of work as compared to buying pre-made barb wire, but the barbs always seem to end up in the way of the attaching points and such.

    My sister seems to be teetering on the edge of breakdown. Possibly in the early stages. It’s no wonder, she doesn’t have any time for escape. The people who tried to have her killed (by the police, so their hands would be clean) still live within shooting distance and they’ve certainly claimed to have at least one gun. She knew from very near the start that they tried to off her and almost succeeded by virtue of a police officer that ignored his training and broke laws, but it’s only recently that she actually heard the 911 and it sunk in on an emotional level. She just keeps repeating in in distressed tones, “We were SWATed,” (term doesn’t precisely apply because the town doesn’t have a SWAT team, but she still came close to dying as a result.)

    She can’t escape because there are mountains of paperwork, because when the police found out they were on the hook for excessive force they called in every other agency that remotely had jurisdiction and while most of them responded with, “There’s nothing wrong here,” carry on,” DHHS took the bait and she’s still working to get custody of her three year old back. More than two months later.

    She could use some escapism. Some really extreme escapism. She doesn’t have time.

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