Here we are, at what many people call the highest point in intellect, and civilization that humankind has ever reached. They say that we are more understanding, compassionate, forgiving, and charitable than we've ever been. Mankind has achieved more in the last 50 yrs, than the 200 yrs prior to that. We're taller, we live longer, and we're better looking than we've ever been.
Other than the scientifically proven points(taller, older, scientific/technological advancements), and the better looking thingy(we all know that's true), Well I'm not so sure I agree.
Actually, my opinion on the rest of that stuff is that we all need to form a caravan to the nearest Home Depot, 'cause we're gonna need bigger shovels. Yes, it's a load of pure, Grade-A, 5-star B.S. We are waist deep in it, and it's rising.
We are living in a world that isn't based on any of those virtues listed above. Quite the opposite, as it's quickly centering itself around the simple concept of detachment. Cell phone plans with low minutes and high data transfer rates are becoming the norm. People would rather type at you, than talk to you. I mean, c'mon people, MySpace and Facebook have become verbs. I hear people say "I Facebooked you last night." When I was younger that basically meant you beat them across the mouth with an Encyclopedia.
And what's worse than just the email/texting craze that is going around, is the fact that dark side of the phone system is keeping pace with it. What used to cost you $3.99 a minute on the phone, is now free o' charge. The term for it is Sexting. It's basically when dudes or chicks send dirty pics or self made videos of themselves to their main squeeze(or to whom they want to be their main squeeze anyways.) The sad part is that the majority of the people doing this sort of thing are between 15 and 17 yrs old. Wait, I misspoke, the real sad part is when I read an article about this sort of thing and a parent of one of these kids starts rationalizing their behavior. "He/she is just acting out, it's normal" or "He/she is just trying to express themselves in the only way kids these days know how to." If that's the only way your kid knows how to express themselves, consider yourself a failure as a parent. And if you think a teenage kid sending people pictures of their junk is, in any possible way, a normal way to behave... Well they should be taken away from you. Last thought on this: I love all the parents who see pics of their kids in their underthings, or in their nothings and say crap like "My kid would never do that, someone must've set them up." Sure... your daughter, just short of naked, in the mirror, holding the camera in her hand... was set up. Right. And I'm going to win the Nobel Peace Prize because I'm planning to try to make some changes in the world. Wait...What? That actually happened? Crap. CUT, REWIND, EDIT, TAKE 2...
Basically what I'm trying to pass along is this: This isn't a pretty world we live in. Yes, we are making leaps and bounds in the technological field, and we're learning more and more about our history every day. Basically anything based around tangible objects, and mental advancement is progressing in the right direction. And that is good. Anything that can make life easier, or educational can only advance society in a positive way. As long as it's used properly.
On the other hand, Mankind may be making great strides, but society is stumbling. Maybe "stumbling" is the wrong word, more like "already shot itself in both legs, plus one arm, and is dragging itself the wrong way on the hillside by the last remaining fingertips. It's going down. If you've been paying attention to the news, you know where I'm coming from. If not I offer up these links so that you may understand where I'm coming from....
(pay attention as to why the dude did it)
(just wrong in every sense of the word)
("A couple of them last night were laughing about it...")
(Written by one of my favorite writers, it's long, but it's relevant.)
Worst Ever
The last one is the most important one that I want anyone to read. Anyone who says life is fair, or easy, ought to walk a mile or two in this girl's shoes. Jesus, Muhammad, Yahweh, Buddha, Krishna, and all the other Gods that may exist should drop their problems for a moment and think of this girl. And all the other girls that go through similar situations. A situation like this, though not nearly as brutal happened right here in the Valley of the Sun just a couple months back. I read things like this on news websites way too often. And unfortunately, it's usually only just one or two links away from something that is trying to promote happiness and "how to clean your house in 30 minutes or less."
This is a huge problem. And it can only be remedied by parents. Parents need make a concentrated effort to instill principles, and the long lost art of RESPECT into their children. They need to be a mentor, and a source of instruction to these kids. And not worry so much about needing their kids to "like them." I didn't like my parents when I was growing up. Dad was the disciplinarian, and mom always told him everything I did wrong. Well, maybe not everything, but enough. It was enough for me to not like them at the time, but now, now I praise them. But mostly, I wish for society's sake, that there would've been more of them to go around.
I need to get some sleep so I'm done...
Goodnight/Good morning
Go Away.
-B-
Quote for the day:
"Don't go around saying the world owes you a living; the world owes you nothing; it was here first." -- Samuel Langhorne Clemens (Mark Twain)
About Me
- -B-
- Cynicism, sarcasm, and Political Incorrectness are my specialty. Or specialties. Whatever, just shut up and read....
Friday, October 30, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
The Times, They Are a-Changin'
First off, I must apologize for the titular ripoff of the song by the great Mr. Dylan. But the words just seemed right for what I intend to pass along to the one or two people that read this.
I'm not going to get into any type of deep explanation of how the world is different from my childhood, or how it's even wildly different from just last year.
I'm going to go a completely different route with this one. I'm going to post multiple videos below that put some form of chronological order to how my musical tastes have evolved. But it goes beyond music. All of our thoughts and feelings on certain issues change over time. It's human nature. You adapt. You Evolve. You move on...
The first type of music I really got into was the what is considered "the oldies." After that it shot out in several different directions.
I'm done preaching. Here's a somewhat accurate order of musical forms that I've dug into in my life:
The old stuff:
The 80's:
Alternate version of the one above... (Does anyone besides me know this movie?)
The 90's
billy idol - cradle of love
kayla | MySpace Video
The '00's
Len Steal My Sunshine
jc [BLUEDEViL 4E] ™ | MySpace Video
Skip the next two if you don't like the loud angry stuff...
Since we are still in the '00s, I guess you could you could consider these next few as an extended chapter of sorts. I've slowly reverted back to listening to the older stuff over time. I still listen to the newer stuff from time to time, but the radio in my truck is always on the oldies stations.
Some of the stuff I've picked up lately.....
And that's all for now.
Goodnight/good morning....
-B-
Quote for the day:
"The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on." - Robert Bloch
I'm not going to get into any type of deep explanation of how the world is different from my childhood, or how it's even wildly different from just last year.
I'm going to go a completely different route with this one. I'm going to post multiple videos below that put some form of chronological order to how my musical tastes have evolved. But it goes beyond music. All of our thoughts and feelings on certain issues change over time. It's human nature. You adapt. You Evolve. You move on...
The first type of music I really got into was the what is considered "the oldies." After that it shot out in several different directions.
I'm done preaching. Here's a somewhat accurate order of musical forms that I've dug into in my life:
The old stuff:
The 80's:
Alternate version of the one above... (Does anyone besides me know this movie?)
The 90's
billy idol - cradle of love
kayla | MySpace Video
The '00's
Len Steal My Sunshine
jc [BLUEDEViL 4E] ™ | MySpace Video
Skip the next two if you don't like the loud angry stuff...
Since we are still in the '00s, I guess you could you could consider these next few as an extended chapter of sorts. I've slowly reverted back to listening to the older stuff over time. I still listen to the newer stuff from time to time, but the radio in my truck is always on the oldies stations.
Some of the stuff I've picked up lately.....
And that's all for now.
Goodnight/good morning....
-B-
Quote for the day:
"The man who smiles when things go wrong has thought of someone to blame it on." - Robert Bloch
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Savings? We Don't Need No Stinking Savings.....
Contrary to the popular way of life, (which has added more than it's fair share to the economic hardships we are all facing,) I don't feel that I'm one who lives "beyond their means." Or more simply put, someone who believes that as long as I have a thin piece of plastic, I have money. I'm more of the type of person who runs full sprint towards that chasm that is slightly beyond my financial capabilities, and skids to a stop right at the edge, balancing myself ever so precariously. Never quite falling into that horrendous pit of intentional debt, but yet never having an extra dime to cover any emergency needs. I guess you could say I live exactly within my means. It's not pretty, and I'm not saying I enjoy it. In fact it's gotten to the point where I have so much "stuff" that I'm quickly running out space. Let's see, a quick list includes: a TV for almost every room (only the bathrooms go without), multiple dvd players, multiple game consoles (handheld and regular size), 200+ cd's, probably around 100 dvds, 2 PC's, surround sound system, a militia's worth of firearms(to keep my bounty safe) etc. etc....
It's gotten to the point where I've finally started to realize I need to save some money. I'm getting older and just slightly wiser, I think. So lately, when I buy useless stuff, I try to find it on sale. I figured this would help me cure my habit of impulse spending. You know, the whole "it's just as good, but it cost half the price" mentality. Unfortunately, one DVD may have derailed that whole train of thought. One of the best movies ever made in my opinion, and I found it for $5. Well, to be honest, my roomie saw it first and pointed it out to me. Either way, I (he) found "McLintock!" (starring John Wayne) for 5 freaking dollars. On DVD, no less. Now, I have to say, the cover didn't look right because it had a much, much younger Mr. Wayne, and a picture of a hispanic looking young woman looking over her shoulder in a longing fashion. Neither of which is anywhere in the movie. But I figured; "C'mon, it's Wal-Mart. One of the largest Christian-oriented businesses in the whole world. They're not going to sell crap in an effort to rip me off." Well, paint me whatever color represents "stupid" the most. I popped this disc in and immediately learned the error of my ways. It had the image quality of a VHS tape from the mid 80's. And to make matters worse, at random cuts in the film, it got even worse. For 5 minutes you'd watch 80's VHS, then for a minute or so you'd watch video that looked like someone had their 80's style camcorder pointed at the TV and recording it. Then back to crappy 80's VHS. And not only did the image change, the sound went with it. Now, I do understand that I only paid $5 for it. But, I also only paid $5 for "Paint Your Wagon," and it's quality is great( it's not HD, but still, it's good enough). I want to take the ridiculously sub-par disc back, but I seriously doubt they'd give me the $20 that I would demand. Yes, I do feel that my suffering through the whole thing is worth $15.
Anyways, back to my original point.... I know it's not a wise way to live. Spending every last dime is no way to ever get ahead. I understand that there is the possibility that I may no longer have a job, and finding another may be difficult. Having money stashed would certainly help if that were to happen. But, the way I see it, I have all kinds of ways to distract my mind from the harshness of life, a myriad of things to entertain myself with. Anytime I get stressed with the world around me, I have video games, books, music, or horrible $5 movies to fall back on.
Besides, if the time ever comes that I don't have a job; I have enough junk to barter with the Pawn Man for months.....
I'm done for now....
Goodnight / Good Morning
Tell Your Friends...
-B-
It's gotten to the point where I've finally started to realize I need to save some money. I'm getting older and just slightly wiser, I think. So lately, when I buy useless stuff, I try to find it on sale. I figured this would help me cure my habit of impulse spending. You know, the whole "it's just as good, but it cost half the price" mentality. Unfortunately, one DVD may have derailed that whole train of thought. One of the best movies ever made in my opinion, and I found it for $5. Well, to be honest, my roomie saw it first and pointed it out to me. Either way, I (he) found "McLintock!" (starring John Wayne) for 5 freaking dollars. On DVD, no less. Now, I have to say, the cover didn't look right because it had a much, much younger Mr. Wayne, and a picture of a hispanic looking young woman looking over her shoulder in a longing fashion. Neither of which is anywhere in the movie. But I figured; "C'mon, it's Wal-Mart. One of the largest Christian-oriented businesses in the whole world. They're not going to sell crap in an effort to rip me off." Well, paint me whatever color represents "stupid" the most. I popped this disc in and immediately learned the error of my ways. It had the image quality of a VHS tape from the mid 80's. And to make matters worse, at random cuts in the film, it got even worse. For 5 minutes you'd watch 80's VHS, then for a minute or so you'd watch video that looked like someone had their 80's style camcorder pointed at the TV and recording it. Then back to crappy 80's VHS. And not only did the image change, the sound went with it. Now, I do understand that I only paid $5 for it. But, I also only paid $5 for "Paint Your Wagon," and it's quality is great( it's not HD, but still, it's good enough). I want to take the ridiculously sub-par disc back, but I seriously doubt they'd give me the $20 that I would demand. Yes, I do feel that my suffering through the whole thing is worth $15.
Anyways, back to my original point.... I know it's not a wise way to live. Spending every last dime is no way to ever get ahead. I understand that there is the possibility that I may no longer have a job, and finding another may be difficult. Having money stashed would certainly help if that were to happen. But, the way I see it, I have all kinds of ways to distract my mind from the harshness of life, a myriad of things to entertain myself with. Anytime I get stressed with the world around me, I have video games, books, music, or horrible $5 movies to fall back on.
Besides, if the time ever comes that I don't have a job; I have enough junk to barter with the Pawn Man for months.....
I'm done for now....
Goodnight / Good Morning
Tell Your Friends...
-B-
Monday, October 12, 2009
Pointing Fingers Is Fun.....
I can't help myself. One more, and then I'm done..... (if you're looking for the one I was bragging about earlier you can find it below this. Read that one first, then scroll back up here.)
Way back in January 2009, I decided to check out this phenomenon called "blogspot" now known as blogger.com. Well, I chose to just repost the first blog I ever attempted from back in January of 2006. I wasn't attempting any type of literary dynamic, just posting my thoughts and /or feelings at the time. Well, when I re-posted it on here, I actually got a response. And that one response was like throwing a hand grenade at a snow-covered mountain, or pissing off a volcano god, only bad things will result from it. And the bad things will just flow for ever and ever. Which is why we have this avalanche / lava flow of mediocre and sometime downright awful writing that keeps spilling from my finger tips.
Here is the "Root of all evil" as I like to call it:
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GO SEAHAWKS!
Seattle won their first playoff game in 21 years. Successfully ending the longest playoff drought in the entire NFL. There probably isn't anyone reading this who really cares. but i do. that is all. Peace out yo.
(This was originally posted back in Jan of 2006)
1 comment:
Skeeter said... "you need to post more!!!
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So, basically, we could blame all of your intellectual suffering that was caused by my writing on her. But I don't. I actually want to thank her. Knowing someone was interested in what I had to say, was encouraging. It helped me speak my mind. Speaking my mind usually gets me into trouble and costs me friendships, but real friends don't judge on points of view. They judge on character. And family... well family judges on a whole different level. Your family should only judge you on who can fake illness the best to get out of having to go to church or school.
Again, I'm done...
Goodnight / Good Morning
Go Away....
-B-
Way back in January 2009, I decided to check out this phenomenon called "blogspot" now known as blogger.com. Well, I chose to just repost the first blog I ever attempted from back in January of 2006. I wasn't attempting any type of literary dynamic, just posting my thoughts and /or feelings at the time. Well, when I re-posted it on here, I actually got a response. And that one response was like throwing a hand grenade at a snow-covered mountain, or pissing off a volcano god, only bad things will result from it. And the bad things will just flow for ever and ever. Which is why we have this avalanche / lava flow of mediocre and sometime downright awful writing that keeps spilling from my finger tips.
Here is the "Root of all evil" as I like to call it:
----------------------
GO SEAHAWKS!
Seattle won their first playoff game in 21 years. Successfully ending the longest playoff drought in the entire NFL. There probably isn't anyone reading this who really cares. but i do. that is all. Peace out yo.
(This was originally posted back in Jan of 2006)
1 comment:
Skeeter said... "you need to post more!!!
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So, basically, we could blame all of your intellectual suffering that was caused by my writing on her. But I don't. I actually want to thank her. Knowing someone was interested in what I had to say, was encouraging. It helped me speak my mind. Speaking my mind usually gets me into trouble and costs me friendships, but real friends don't judge on points of view. They judge on character. And family... well family judges on a whole different level. Your family should only judge you on who can fake illness the best to get out of having to go to church or school.
Again, I'm done...
Goodnight / Good Morning
Go Away....
-B-
On the Other Hand....
If you happen to be an individual who has read most of my stuff you might be surprised to know that, No, I don't spend most of my waking hours reading the news, gnashing my teeth and punching the walls. I just tend to get a little "excited" at times. Usually over trivial non-issues. I don't know how many times I have written out these huge rants about stuff, only to discover while re-reading before posting, that even I don't really care that much about what I'm trying to say. Or, sometimes I realize just how stupid it makes me sound. And the stupid factor plays a significant role in what I post, because of massive self-consciousness issues that I won't get into. At least not today.
There are actually a lot of things that I enjoy about this messed-up world we live in. Things that always put a smile on my face whenever I am lucky enough to encounter them. And yes, I am going to bore you by writing them out in list formation. With explanations for each. Why? Because I can dammit. Let's see....
Stuff like:
The smell of bacon cooking. AKA: The Ultimate Food Product. It's like beige clothing, it can be matched with just about anything. Bacon and beans. Bacon bits on baked potatoes. Even salads come with that wonderful, fried goodness sprinkled on top. I've even heard of places that wrap a hot dog in bacon, and then deep fry that sucker. If that's not a golden key to the Cardiac Ward I don't know what is. Yes, it's succulent, sizzling death, but I will cut into any line for that awesomeness.
The smell of gasoline. This is probably attributed most to my fondness of my early childhood, a portion of which was spent in either the junky old pea green[interior and exterior] Caprice Classic, Dad's old GMC flat-bed truck, or the junky old Chevy van. Any time Mom or Dad gassed them up, the fumes filled the car. And speaking of that friggin van, surprisingly, I do NOT get nostalgic and wistful whenever I have to pull-over and wait because my car is overheating. Which happened 2 or 3 times during every road trip in that thing. But, yes, memories do flood my mind anytime I see one of those small dash-mounted oscillating fans.(The van didn't have AC.)
Going out four-wheeling. Or as we used to call it: Jeepin'. I remember when I was a wee lad, and Dad owned this Jeep that was built way back in 1942. Man, I loved that thing. Skinny little tires, no roll-bar, tiny little 4 cyl. engine, and a gun rack that stood between the seats. It was slower than molasses in winter, which is why we towed it places usually, but we used to crawl that sucker up and down hills, around trees and sometimes over small trees. I think I'm gonna have to chat with Dad about why he ever got rid of that thing. Later in life, Dad bought another one. And I had my first real driving lesson in it. Trying to learn the art of the stick-shift, late at night, and on a dirt road. Oh, did I mention that the aforementioned dirt road was winding up and down the side of a mountain? Yeah, that was fun. Especially the part where I almost dumped it into a ravine from not realizing you have to slow down a lot on sharp corners. Even more so for sharp corners on a friggin dirt road. Yeah, Dad took the controls back shortly after that fiasco.
Shooting Guns. Not at people, of course. I'll admit I'm an angry person at times, but I'm not violent or bloodthirsty. Cripes, sometimes I get icky chills when dicing a chicken into portions. Which is probably why I never really got into hunting. Killing stuff just isn't my thing. Blasting inanimate objects into tiny little pieces on the other hand.... Now, that's stress relief that even drugs can't match.
Playing with the nieces and nephews. Anyone who has any, knows exactly what I'm talking about. I don't have any kids of my own, and I'm not really sure I'm daddy material. I don't know if I could handle the whole "having kids around 24/7" bit. But when I do get to see my siblings' kids, and the big smiles on their faces, it's about as awesome as life can get.
Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue. Do I really need to explain this? No.
Dinner at the parent's house. Everyone knows why this is great. Spending time with the family, getting a chance to eat the food you loved as kid (instead of the usual pizza, wings and Dr Pepper), and an excellent time to pick up any mail that may have been sent there. Admit it, there's something that your folks made that you really wish you could dig into right now. Whether it was your mom's fried chicken, tuna casserole, or beef-a-roni. Or maybe it was your dad's BBQ chicken, tacos, or Spanish rice. There's always something that never tastes as good as when you get to eat it at your true home, and when it's made by the folks.
Watching Football. Shhh... it can wait until the commercials.
There's more stuff that I enjoy, (romantic dinners / watching the sunset / long walks on the beach... etc, etc...) but I've grown weary of straining my brain and fingers. So I'm gonna stop for now.
(Here comes the obligatory sign-off...)
I'm done for tonight/today.
Goodnight/good morning
-B-
Here's some Funny that'll hopefully brighten your day.... (For those of you still using 56k: Later tonight, after it's finished downloading, you can enjoy it as well.)
There are actually a lot of things that I enjoy about this messed-up world we live in. Things that always put a smile on my face whenever I am lucky enough to encounter them. And yes, I am going to bore you by writing them out in list formation. With explanations for each. Why? Because I can dammit. Let's see....
Stuff like:
The smell of bacon cooking. AKA: The Ultimate Food Product. It's like beige clothing, it can be matched with just about anything. Bacon and beans. Bacon bits on baked potatoes. Even salads come with that wonderful, fried goodness sprinkled on top. I've even heard of places that wrap a hot dog in bacon, and then deep fry that sucker. If that's not a golden key to the Cardiac Ward I don't know what is. Yes, it's succulent, sizzling death, but I will cut into any line for that awesomeness.
The smell of gasoline. This is probably attributed most to my fondness of my early childhood, a portion of which was spent in either the junky old pea green[interior and exterior] Caprice Classic, Dad's old GMC flat-bed truck, or the junky old Chevy van. Any time Mom or Dad gassed them up, the fumes filled the car. And speaking of that friggin van, surprisingly, I do NOT get nostalgic and wistful whenever I have to pull-over and wait because my car is overheating. Which happened 2 or 3 times during every road trip in that thing. But, yes, memories do flood my mind anytime I see one of those small dash-mounted oscillating fans.(The van didn't have AC.)
Going out four-wheeling. Or as we used to call it: Jeepin'. I remember when I was a wee lad, and Dad owned this Jeep that was built way back in 1942. Man, I loved that thing. Skinny little tires, no roll-bar, tiny little 4 cyl. engine, and a gun rack that stood between the seats. It was slower than molasses in winter, which is why we towed it places usually, but we used to crawl that sucker up and down hills, around trees and sometimes over small trees. I think I'm gonna have to chat with Dad about why he ever got rid of that thing. Later in life, Dad bought another one. And I had my first real driving lesson in it. Trying to learn the art of the stick-shift, late at night, and on a dirt road. Oh, did I mention that the aforementioned dirt road was winding up and down the side of a mountain? Yeah, that was fun. Especially the part where I almost dumped it into a ravine from not realizing you have to slow down a lot on sharp corners. Even more so for sharp corners on a friggin dirt road. Yeah, Dad took the controls back shortly after that fiasco.
Shooting Guns. Not at people, of course. I'll admit I'm an angry person at times, but I'm not violent or bloodthirsty. Cripes, sometimes I get icky chills when dicing a chicken into portions. Which is probably why I never really got into hunting. Killing stuff just isn't my thing. Blasting inanimate objects into tiny little pieces on the other hand.... Now, that's stress relief that even drugs can't match.
Playing with the nieces and nephews. Anyone who has any, knows exactly what I'm talking about. I don't have any kids of my own, and I'm not really sure I'm daddy material. I don't know if I could handle the whole "having kids around 24/7" bit. But when I do get to see my siblings' kids, and the big smiles on their faces, it's about as awesome as life can get.
Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue. Do I really need to explain this? No.
Dinner at the parent's house. Everyone knows why this is great. Spending time with the family, getting a chance to eat the food you loved as kid (instead of the usual pizza, wings and Dr Pepper), and an excellent time to pick up any mail that may have been sent there. Admit it, there's something that your folks made that you really wish you could dig into right now. Whether it was your mom's fried chicken, tuna casserole, or beef-a-roni. Or maybe it was your dad's BBQ chicken, tacos, or Spanish rice. There's always something that never tastes as good as when you get to eat it at your true home, and when it's made by the folks.
Watching Football. Shhh... it can wait until the commercials.
There's more stuff that I enjoy, (romantic dinners / watching the sunset / long walks on the beach... etc, etc...) but I've grown weary of straining my brain and fingers. So I'm gonna stop for now.
(Here comes the obligatory sign-off...)
I'm done for tonight/today.
Goodnight/good morning
-B-
Here's some Funny that'll hopefully brighten your day.... (For those of you still using 56k: Later tonight, after it's finished downloading, you can enjoy it as well.)
Friday, October 9, 2009
United States of Bank of America....
I know I'm a bit slow at times. This just happens to be one of those times. I just realized something that I wish I wouldn't have.
Ever since I had my first job, my first paycheck, I "got" the whole idea of taxes. As in, I pay my taxes to help this country. Help it defend itself, build roads, care for the natural wonders, and protect itself from within. Of course along with that came the darker side of paying the politicians. Who we know will vote for what the people want, as long as someone doesn't guarantee anything such as money or re-election. The worst part is, most of them just thrive on the whole power thing. The whole "I'm the Mayor/Committee Chief/Parks and Rec. Manager, Don't you know who I am?, I can destroy you!" The sad part is, a lot of the time when they say stuff like that, they're right. They can ruin you. Politics and puppet shows are one in the same. As long as someone is pulling the strings, they will both function well.
OK, I'm going to get to the point of all this. My big question is:
When did the United States Of America's government become a bank? Or to be more specific, when did it's treasury become one? And even then, the last several billions they've loaned aren't even ours. They're borrowing from the Chinese to cover our debts. And its all to keep some mega-high profile businesses who absolutely (pardon my language) fucked themselves in their job plan, and decided to focus the money on payroll and not on actual capital, or holdings. So, what do the people we voted into office, to look after our well being, do in this scenario? They give them truckloads of money. And they don't even bother to come up with any rules for repayment. That first 800 Billion dollars that went out is gone people. It wont come back. What's sad is that it wasn't until it became public that a lady was set to still get her 8 digit bonus, that people said "Wait a minute! What just happened?" In a sense, our federal financial system is kind of one of those "Ponzi schemes." As in it doesn't have the money to cover it's debts, so it relies on the money that is coming in, taxes, loans from others, and what not, to pay what it owes.
But, c'mon, as long as we can print money, we'll never run out. Right?
I need to start saving my money to buy an island somewhere.
I'm done for now.
Goodnight/Good Morning
-B-
Ever since I had my first job, my first paycheck, I "got" the whole idea of taxes. As in, I pay my taxes to help this country. Help it defend itself, build roads, care for the natural wonders, and protect itself from within. Of course along with that came the darker side of paying the politicians. Who we know will vote for what the people want, as long as someone doesn't guarantee anything such as money or re-election. The worst part is, most of them just thrive on the whole power thing. The whole "I'm the Mayor/Committee Chief/Parks and Rec. Manager, Don't you know who I am?, I can destroy you!" The sad part is, a lot of the time when they say stuff like that, they're right. They can ruin you. Politics and puppet shows are one in the same. As long as someone is pulling the strings, they will both function well.
OK, I'm going to get to the point of all this. My big question is:
When did the United States Of America's government become a bank? Or to be more specific, when did it's treasury become one? And even then, the last several billions they've loaned aren't even ours. They're borrowing from the Chinese to cover our debts. And its all to keep some mega-high profile businesses who absolutely (pardon my language) fucked themselves in their job plan, and decided to focus the money on payroll and not on actual capital, or holdings. So, what do the people we voted into office, to look after our well being, do in this scenario? They give them truckloads of money. And they don't even bother to come up with any rules for repayment. That first 800 Billion dollars that went out is gone people. It wont come back. What's sad is that it wasn't until it became public that a lady was set to still get her 8 digit bonus, that people said "Wait a minute! What just happened?" In a sense, our federal financial system is kind of one of those "Ponzi schemes." As in it doesn't have the money to cover it's debts, so it relies on the money that is coming in, taxes, loans from others, and what not, to pay what it owes.
But, c'mon, as long as we can print money, we'll never run out. Right?
I need to start saving my money to buy an island somewhere.
I'm done for now.
Goodnight/Good Morning
-B-
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Purest Form of Evil....
I'm growing tired of and becoming extremely disheartened by all of the news stories that keep popping up about parents who can't handle the cards they've been dealt, and decide to end their lives because of it. But the ones I'm referring to only end their own life after they've killed their wives/husbands and children too. Usually it's after losing a job and the benefits that went along with it. Or a pending divorce. Or some other legal situation.
How does this solve anything? Yes, your life may be shit, at least right now. And maybe you'll have to struggle for a period of time to care for your family. Suck it up. Deal with it. Realize that this is your moment to prove yourself to them and the rest of the world. That you will do anything and everything you need to do to make sure your loved ones get through it all. It's not the time to wallow in self-doubt, thinking you are a failure and anyone around you is going to suffer just for knowing you so you might as well end their pain now. This type of action/reaction is the absolute purest form of evil in my mind. Life that you created (kids) or in the case of your wife/husband, life that you expanded and built upon, all of it is erased by your one selfish act. Sure, you may think it's an act of mercy and that you'll all be frolicking in the expansive daisy fields in heaven. One small problems with that is: If you believe in heaven, then you probably believe in Hell. Now, in the religious world there is a whole list of "Unforgivable Sins" and killing folks is right up at the top. You kill your family, and you are a murderer, and the worst kind of murderer (as if there were different stages of homicidal assholes.) And where do murderers go? That's right, to Hell supposedly. So while your wife/husband and your kids are enjoying free draft pints, state-of-the-art console game systems, and endless Monday Night Football, you'll be in the land of the Eternal Sunburn, or just getting chewed up by worms because even Hell won't accept you.
To sum it all up: Suicide/patricide/matricide/all in one, its a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I don't care how worthless you feel, your family shouldn't have to die to make you feel like you're in control of the situation.
Anyways, I'm done for tonight/today...
Goodnight.
-B-
How does this solve anything? Yes, your life may be shit, at least right now. And maybe you'll have to struggle for a period of time to care for your family. Suck it up. Deal with it. Realize that this is your moment to prove yourself to them and the rest of the world. That you will do anything and everything you need to do to make sure your loved ones get through it all. It's not the time to wallow in self-doubt, thinking you are a failure and anyone around you is going to suffer just for knowing you so you might as well end their pain now. This type of action/reaction is the absolute purest form of evil in my mind. Life that you created (kids) or in the case of your wife/husband, life that you expanded and built upon, all of it is erased by your one selfish act. Sure, you may think it's an act of mercy and that you'll all be frolicking in the expansive daisy fields in heaven. One small problems with that is: If you believe in heaven, then you probably believe in Hell. Now, in the religious world there is a whole list of "Unforgivable Sins" and killing folks is right up at the top. You kill your family, and you are a murderer, and the worst kind of murderer (as if there were different stages of homicidal assholes.) And where do murderers go? That's right, to Hell supposedly. So while your wife/husband and your kids are enjoying free draft pints, state-of-the-art console game systems, and endless Monday Night Football, you'll be in the land of the Eternal Sunburn, or just getting chewed up by worms because even Hell won't accept you.
To sum it all up: Suicide/patricide/matricide/all in one, its a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I don't care how worthless you feel, your family shouldn't have to die to make you feel like you're in control of the situation.
Anyways, I'm done for tonight/today...
Goodnight.
-B-
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