I was told once that I was wasting someone's precious time.
If your time was truly precious it could never be wasted.
Turning philosophy, politics, and ethics inside out, picking them apart, then reassembing them as ideas for a new way to look at life. Agree or disagree, you'll find it's worth reading. © 2011
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Voluntary Thoughts
Good day, all. I hope you're enjoying life. I sure am. And a beer. I like that too.
Here's the good old fashioned disclaimer: Explicit lyrics. Faint of heart, move on. There's a ton of porn out there on the world wide web with your name on it.
Once again, Osama bin Laden is dead. Is this the ninth time? Maybe he's part cat.
I am of many minds on this. I was a junior in high school when Columbine was shot up by 2 students. I was in my first month as a college freshman in Chicago when the Towers in NYC were felled. Therefore I feel that a fair portion of my adult life has been defined by our society's reaction to violence. If they got him, I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me a little happy. If it's propaganda, I won't be surprised. But what exactly changed between yesterday and today?
Some say 'hooray Bush', others say 'hooray Obama'. I say 'shame on every single one of us'.
Tonight I'm not here to talk politics. Not long, anyway. Too many people talk politics. Too much crap flies around from side to side. Too much extremism, too many 'facts' that are really opinions, too many, too much, too blah blah blah. But let them speak. Let the TV blast in place of the sound of freedom ringing.
Just don't, for one second, take it in your personal life anymore. I suggest that it is time to raise the bar. Voting alone no longer gives you the right to talk. Voting is the expectation. Want a reward? You got that fancy sticker, didn't you? Good enough. Now shut up and do something. You want change? Then fucking change. You want hope? Then hope. In the only useful context that those two words exist they're verbs.
Turn of the TV and go the hell outside. Not the mall, lazy ass. Out-fucking-side. Spend a day at the library. Find a Habitat for Humanity Project and go pick up a hammer and nail. Take a pie to your local fire station. Thank a teacher. This debate our society has become involved in is fucked. It's idiotic. I'm losing more respect for everyone every day. I want something I haven't wanted in a long time - to not live here anymore. No, not Earth, this isn't a suicide note. I mean the United States of America.
Call me a traitor. Call me a quitter. Call me whatever you want. You people embarrass me. I feel shame. It used to be anger, then righteous indignation, sometimes hatred, other times pride. Now, it's pretty much overwhelming shame. My health care blows, but at least its expensive. The people that give their time and lives to make my country great are pissed on. The rich get richer while the poor wallow. White collar criminals walk free in the penthouse apartments while a guy selling weed to feed himself gets 20 years in a for-profit prison. The Democrans and Republicrats are two sides of the same coin, and everywhere I go everyone talks but no one says shit. Not one party can substantiate in any way that there policies reflect the values they claim to adhere to.
My favorite quote on this whole bin Laden thing comes from facebook - "The CIA employee of the year 1981 was killed today by the CIA employee of the year 2011". You break it, you buy it. We broke that shit by not stopping our corporations and government from doing it. We bought it with 3000 innocent lives, plus the aftershocks that ripped into 3000 families. Well we broke it again. Sure he's dead, I'll drink to that. But it's not a celebratory beer, it's a stiff shot of whiskey for the realization that terrorism is a hydra, and there will always be another head.
The only effective way to fight terrorism (and bad politics) is to be kind to your neighbors, give to those who are less fortunate, and appreciate everything you have in life along with those that gave it to you. A better way to say it? "Ask not what your [world] can do for you, but what you can do for your [world]". For lack of ability to fight it, the best we can do is everything we can do to try and make sure our children live in a world where there is no reason for it.
Here's the good old fashioned disclaimer: Explicit lyrics. Faint of heart, move on. There's a ton of porn out there on the world wide web with your name on it.
Once again, Osama bin Laden is dead. Is this the ninth time? Maybe he's part cat.
I am of many minds on this. I was a junior in high school when Columbine was shot up by 2 students. I was in my first month as a college freshman in Chicago when the Towers in NYC were felled. Therefore I feel that a fair portion of my adult life has been defined by our society's reaction to violence. If they got him, I'd be lying if I said it didn't make me a little happy. If it's propaganda, I won't be surprised. But what exactly changed between yesterday and today?
Some say 'hooray Bush', others say 'hooray Obama'. I say 'shame on every single one of us'.
Tonight I'm not here to talk politics. Not long, anyway. Too many people talk politics. Too much crap flies around from side to side. Too much extremism, too many 'facts' that are really opinions, too many, too much, too blah blah blah. But let them speak. Let the TV blast in place of the sound of freedom ringing.
Just don't, for one second, take it in your personal life anymore. I suggest that it is time to raise the bar. Voting alone no longer gives you the right to talk. Voting is the expectation. Want a reward? You got that fancy sticker, didn't you? Good enough. Now shut up and do something. You want change? Then fucking change. You want hope? Then hope. In the only useful context that those two words exist they're verbs.
Turn of the TV and go the hell outside. Not the mall, lazy ass. Out-fucking-side. Spend a day at the library. Find a Habitat for Humanity Project and go pick up a hammer and nail. Take a pie to your local fire station. Thank a teacher. This debate our society has become involved in is fucked. It's idiotic. I'm losing more respect for everyone every day. I want something I haven't wanted in a long time - to not live here anymore. No, not Earth, this isn't a suicide note. I mean the United States of America.
Call me a traitor. Call me a quitter. Call me whatever you want. You people embarrass me. I feel shame. It used to be anger, then righteous indignation, sometimes hatred, other times pride. Now, it's pretty much overwhelming shame. My health care blows, but at least its expensive. The people that give their time and lives to make my country great are pissed on. The rich get richer while the poor wallow. White collar criminals walk free in the penthouse apartments while a guy selling weed to feed himself gets 20 years in a for-profit prison. The Democrans and Republicrats are two sides of the same coin, and everywhere I go everyone talks but no one says shit. Not one party can substantiate in any way that there policies reflect the values they claim to adhere to.
My favorite quote on this whole bin Laden thing comes from facebook - "The CIA employee of the year 1981 was killed today by the CIA employee of the year 2011". You break it, you buy it. We broke that shit by not stopping our corporations and government from doing it. We bought it with 3000 innocent lives, plus the aftershocks that ripped into 3000 families. Well we broke it again. Sure he's dead, I'll drink to that. But it's not a celebratory beer, it's a stiff shot of whiskey for the realization that terrorism is a hydra, and there will always be another head.
The only effective way to fight terrorism (and bad politics) is to be kind to your neighbors, give to those who are less fortunate, and appreciate everything you have in life along with those that gave it to you. A better way to say it? "Ask not what your [world] can do for you, but what you can do for your [world]". For lack of ability to fight it, the best we can do is everything we can do to try and make sure our children live in a world where there is no reason for it.
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