Sunday, July 01, 2007

Sunday Scribblings: Astrology



I think astrology is bullshit, and this is unfortunate as I tend to hang out with a "new age" crowd who all know which star sign the moon is currently in and say stuff like "Oh my GOD, my moon is in Jupiter and you know what that is like" or "I found out he is a Gemini! That explains sooooooo much". I am not sure why this irritates me so much, or why I've never really been interested in having it explained to me.

I guess the bottom line is that I don't like the irrationality of astrology. It seems like it isn't based on anything remotely logical, just a bunch of crap mish mashed together with your date of birth and time of birth. I find that very interesting - perhaps time and date of birth meant something pre everyone and their dog opting for c-sections and choosing the date and time of their birth (day births are much less disruptive on hospital staff, you know), well, doesn't that just make 50% of births for the past 10 years or so pre determined? I'm 30 years old, and I was born on December 31 1976. I was actually supposed to be born several days later, but my mother's doctor was keen to have a holiday break and convince my mother to be induced.

The fact that I was born on 31 December and not 2 or 3 January means that I started school (at that time we worked on a January-December birthdate requirement, not the June to July one we work on now) with kids who were anywhere from 1 month to an entire year older than me. Imagine if I was born just 12 hours later, I would have been in a different grade at school, had different friends. Who knows how my life would have been changed?

Alas, I would still be a Capricorn. From the little I have read, I have to admit to having something in common with the "typical" Capricorn - but I also have plenty in common with various other star signs as well. That's the thing about astrology - it can say so much and so little at the same time. My star sign for today, Sunday 1 July reads:

You try to be objective now, but "wishful thinking" rules somehow. With partners now it may be wise to do what's fair and compromise. Forgiveness could free you from bondage to guilt or resentment. The Roman army made war by day but made love at night. Take a hint. The way you feel today improves when you can make some winning moves. An attraction that is curious grows for one who seems mysterious. You might be attracted to someone who seems sexy and somewhat sarcastic. If you value money or possessions more than love, you may lose some soon.

I mean really...what a big heaping steaming pile of crap. I don't have a partner, so there is currently no love making at night, or at any other time for that matter. Forgiveness can always free a person from bondage and resentment - that's hardly big news. I might be attracted to someone sexy and sarcastic? Who? Leno? Carson Daly? I might also be attracted to the guy at the local gas station. I might be attracted to a lot of things and a lot of people.

It's just frustrating trying to make sense of a horoscope. They're vague enough to mean everything and nothing at the same time. But really... I'm a person who admitted in the first sentence of this post that I hang out with New Age people. I believe in magic (although magic is logical), spells, rituals, karma, love, frosted cupcakes and cute prayer flags that make me want to heal my inner child. So why the block when it comes to astrology?

Maybe I've just seen too many frauds. Maybe I really don't believe in all the things I just listed (except for the frosted cupcakes), and just wish I did. But because I see astrology as being associated with weirdos, frauds and crazy new age bookstore people who let it run their lives....wait. That's it.

I don't believe in astrology because I can't control it. And I fear what I can't control and because I fear lack of control I can confidently say astrology is all bullshit and know that at least a certain sector of the population will agree with me.

I hate it when I have to admit defeat. I do admire my brain though - I'm so fucking clever at fooling myself. Next thing you know I'll stop believing in cupcakes.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hoo boy, you said that SOOOOOO well!!! And that's pretty much how I feel about the whole astrology thing too!! I often say to myself (and quite often too) that "it is what it is", or "she is what she is", etc., and that explanation is more than enough for me. I don't need mumbo jumbo (most of which I can't/don't/won/t understand) to explain things to me or give me "guidance". Personally, I think that accepting what is and not looking for reasons why it is or isn't is healthier, at least for me. Long live those frosted cupcakes!! Yummo!

tricia stirling said...

i love this. but please do not stop believing in cupcakes!!

ShellyAnn said...

I agree, horoscopes are usually far to general and not very helpful. You made a good point about people having c-sections. I believe that everyone is born exactly when they're supposed to be - and that, that does affect their life and their personality. It's always good to keep an open mind. Great scribble!

Anonymous said...

Please don't ever stop believing in cup cakes.
Some of my own crowd is very New Age, and while I am fond of the stars I do not always buy into everything they are in to this week.
You bring up an interesting point about December birthdays, lost of the kids in my class were older than me; I wonder what life would have been like had I been in another class with diferent teachers and friends?
Thanks for sharing,
Frances

Rob Kistner said...

The thing about any belief system is that it's entirely up to you if you want to believe. Because it requires "belief" means it simply can't be proven -- so it is, by definition, not true AND not false.

Sounds like you believe in a whole bunch of things that can't be proven -- might as well go the whole 9 yards and believe in astrology.

Or hold to life as I do, being an agnostic, who gives others their right to follow their path -- provided they're not trying to impose their random and arbitrary 'shit' on the rest of us.