Doctrine of Philosophy: Consurgo

Consider the newspaper. Every headline is negative. We flock like carrion birds to scenes of tragedy, yet many simply want to fulfill that ever present need to satisfy their curiosity, and not to assist. Consider the way we are connected. Every television, computer and phone is consistently inundated with scenes of negativity.
We are the epitome of capitalism. We are selfish, living in our own little cocoon, fulfilling our desires. We know somewhat of the suffering that others go through around us and around the world, yet many do not care. They are concerned only with the basics. The family, car, house, dog, and perhaps holiday home and acceptable circle of friends, not to mention an acceptable amount of money.
We are all victims of the silent shout. We believe that God or some greater power will come to our aid, help us in our inner and outer anguish. We still hope that we will become celebrities, rock stars, media moguls, oil sheiks, billionaires, do well in the share market and least of all win lotto. We know that these people have spent their entire lives, time and money pursuing their dream, and that luck, particularly in the latter, is given only to a select few, yet we want instant material happiness. Our world is ever so gradually sliding. Where are our manners, our basic respect for fellow human beings?
We have not really changed in our quest to survive. Some might say surviving has become no less difficult, simply somewhat more comfortable. In all our conveniences we, particularly in first world countries, have become lazy and stupid in our ignorance and selfishness. Where is our solution to global warming? Our temperature and sea levels rise more and more every year. Where is our cure for HIV and AIDS? Yet about as many die from aids as simple diarrhea in third world countries, because we have failed to assist in educating them of a simple and cheap remedy. Where is our cure for cancer? Just about everything will give you cancer these days, and you can get cancer everywhere. Why are there no beds in hospitals, and not enough people to care for the sick and ailing?
They say before long, everyone's average height will be 6 foot because of the hormones in our food, and depression and diabetes will be two of the major killers. We, here, have become morbidly obese while our fellow men across the ocean, some even in our own countries, are dying from lack of food and proper healthcare. Our children have gone to the streets and the clubs, to the alcohol and drugs, and find solace in destruction and violence and killing of others their own age, not to mention more and more, themselves. We are misguided, delusional, and oblivious, yet we are capable of so much better. Who am I to make these statements, these assumptions of knowledge? No-one, but in the age of free speech and instant global communication, I wish to make a point.
I propose to open eyes and re-align goals. I propose to build more hospitals by spending less money on the consumer industry, to give more of the desolate and destitute a chance, and not to be guided by prejudices and obstinacy. I dream of spreading the word of consurgo. In every major city, let there be at least one who sees the state we are in. Think Fight Club, but without any violence or destruction. Spread the word, and let there be more understanding and consideration for different points of view. Mark the sign of the new revolution everywhere until it is noticed, and let them wonder. Let everyone wonder what the goal is, what drives it, what is our purpose. Let them think for themselves for a while.
Then, perhaps, they will know how many we are leaving behind in our fight to have the most. How many voices have been silences, and how many people in the world have become lost, purposeless, hopeless, and disillusioned in this day and age. We can only rescue ourselves. Gather your hope, your courage and compassion, and know that every individual makes an impact. Open your eyes. So much more than a thought this world can ever hold.
Consurgo.