why do conservatives believe that by allowing homosexuals to get married, the entire human race will be wiped out? whoever started this ridiculous notion has to be a closet homosexual, who thinks that everyone is on the brink of smoking a man-cigar and providing reach-arounds, or girl-on-girl 69ing. what is the number, like 1 out of every 10 guys is gay? that still leaves 90% of guys who are totally ready to fill girls to the brim with semen. think of all of the illegitimate children and abortions that are being tossed around these days. gay rights do not equal the end of human kind, and none of us would live to see that even come close to happening if it were true. and if it did, good riddance, humans are horrible people. haha
in an unrelated topic; my friend tyler at work said that when he was in high school, his dad suggested to him that he should hang out with the theater girls, because they were "loose." not only did this make me laugh really really hard, but it also got me thinking. is there any dude so desperate to get laid that he would resort to theater chicks? come on, those girls are either gross, or straight up crazy. example, i worked with an incredibly hot, high school theater girl, who probably was as completely easy as she came off, but was also as batshit crazy as anyone could possibly be. if someone was desperate enough to put their dick in that, good luck.
and so concludes another chapter of healthy morals and sage advice for today!
Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Ready to Farm
Tonight, I lie almost certainly convinced, that no occupation means anything that has been invented by man.
The only occupations that matter
Farmer
Hunter/Fisher
Builder/Engineer
Doctor
Priest/Holy Man/Shaman
Fighter
Writer/Performer
Thats it. The stock market's brilliant collapse shows us the foolishness of financial algorithms. The collapse of many brilliant companies show us the pointlessness of the most brilliant entrepreneurs. The degradation of humanity, the constant pratfalls of criminals and the negligence of any sort of social justice shows us the futility of the most cunning lawyers. The lack of any empire lasting more than a few hundred years shows the inefficacy of the most memorable, impactful politicians.
Will humanity advance? Yes. The future cities of the world like Abu Dhabi, the breakthroughs in theoretical physics and their applications to our day to day lives, the breaking of the genome code and its ramifications for health, all point to progress.
But what is this progress? In Abu Dhabi, for instance, all the progress has led to a city that runs on the sun and outlaws cars. So basically, it is a fief village with plasma screens. String theory can explain the multitudes of physical abnormalities, and how particles may be waves, but it never really pushes us to a new progress of life that no other human has faced. The works of medicine are unleashing the most advanced breakthroughs of history, while curious authors are discovering all the health dangers our "high tech" food have given us.
I find very little proof that our advances are any more than changes, nothing more substantial than changing the skin of your window's media player.
I want to farm, I want to develop a sustainable water supply, I want to build simple efficient things, I want to hunt my meat, I want to grow closer to God, I want to heal those who are sick, I want to fight for those who I love, I want to write something that will entertain you, and maybe make you think, and enable you to progress. Because human progress is nothing like the progress of the world; it is the definition of sustainability.
However, I have this damned marketing degree, and will end up doing something as useless as figuring out a revolutionary new media, or a ad campaign that will be remembered in 10 years, at the very, most outlier, best!
For the improvements of ages have had but little influence on the essential laws of man's existence; as our skeletons, probably, are not to be distinguished from those of our ancestors.
- From Thoreau in Walden
The only occupations that matter
Farmer
Hunter/Fisher
Builder/Engineer
Doctor
Priest/Holy Man/Shaman
Fighter
Writer/Performer
Thats it. The stock market's brilliant collapse shows us the foolishness of financial algorithms. The collapse of many brilliant companies show us the pointlessness of the most brilliant entrepreneurs. The degradation of humanity, the constant pratfalls of criminals and the negligence of any sort of social justice shows us the futility of the most cunning lawyers. The lack of any empire lasting more than a few hundred years shows the inefficacy of the most memorable, impactful politicians.
Will humanity advance? Yes. The future cities of the world like Abu Dhabi, the breakthroughs in theoretical physics and their applications to our day to day lives, the breaking of the genome code and its ramifications for health, all point to progress.
But what is this progress? In Abu Dhabi, for instance, all the progress has led to a city that runs on the sun and outlaws cars. So basically, it is a fief village with plasma screens. String theory can explain the multitudes of physical abnormalities, and how particles may be waves, but it never really pushes us to a new progress of life that no other human has faced. The works of medicine are unleashing the most advanced breakthroughs of history, while curious authors are discovering all the health dangers our "high tech" food have given us.
I find very little proof that our advances are any more than changes, nothing more substantial than changing the skin of your window's media player.
I want to farm, I want to develop a sustainable water supply, I want to build simple efficient things, I want to hunt my meat, I want to grow closer to God, I want to heal those who are sick, I want to fight for those who I love, I want to write something that will entertain you, and maybe make you think, and enable you to progress. Because human progress is nothing like the progress of the world; it is the definition of sustainability.
However, I have this damned marketing degree, and will end up doing something as useless as figuring out a revolutionary new media, or a ad campaign that will be remembered in 10 years, at the very, most outlier, best!
For the improvements of ages have had but little influence on the essential laws of man's existence; as our skeletons, probably, are not to be distinguished from those of our ancestors.
- From Thoreau in Walden
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
tis the season
so, i've been really bothered by the idea that telling people "merry christmas" is not pc. understandably, not all people celebrate christmas, but i think that i tend to associate christmas with the whole season, rather than the specific day, and what i'll be doing. i think it bothers me more, because it seems like almost everyone, except jews, celebrate christmas [in america]. and, there are not a whole lot of jews in kansas, so this doesn't seem like a huge deal.
whatever, i'm rambling. basically, the point i'm making, is that i don't give a shit if someone is offended by someone saying "merry christmas." it's a statement wishing happiness, said in goodwill. so, if people get upset, i'll calmly tell them they can fuck off, assuming that that is just as un-pc.
merry christmas, faggots!
whatever, i'm rambling. basically, the point i'm making, is that i don't give a shit if someone is offended by someone saying "merry christmas." it's a statement wishing happiness, said in goodwill. so, if people get upset, i'll calmly tell them they can fuck off, assuming that that is just as un-pc.
merry christmas, faggots!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Clear your damn eyes and see the world
I've always tried my hardest to not close myself to the world. I have seen a million people trapped by their processes each day, and I have always pushed myself to never settle into a groove.
I wish I could say, "Gosh I used to be so ignorant". I wish I could flaunt a moment of realization that changed my world. Instead, I am forced into a pattern of learning in which my own curiousity and realization of my own foolishness is constantly mocked by slaps in the face.
I never claim to know anything, yet it feels like I am being forcefully taught of my own ignorance. I never feel particularly in control, yet it feels like I am being stripped of whatever control I had. I rarely get ingrained in my own plans, yet it seems like I am being taught to not plan. Its all pretty confusing, and I feel like I am in a classroom where the teacher confuses me for another student, yet liberally forces lessons on me anyway, even though I obviously don't need them.
However, the paradox lies in the fact that I obviously don't need them. I pride myself in being open minded, flexible, willing to learn. So, if I think I am those things, than I obviously need to be taught that I am not. Its all so high school philosophy.
In this mindset, I am able to sit still and listen to the lessons as they either violently break my ribs until I am coerced into listening or they casually glide past my ears, gone forever if I don't particularly care to listen.
In the most confusing book in the entire Bible, Job gets his life shitted upon in a seeming cosmic oneupmanship between God and Satan. No human can claim to understand this, and I think this is entirely the way it should be. In the end of the book, when Job shockingly wonders why God did what he did, God basically showers the most kickass metal lyrics upon Job's frail ears about his indomitable creation, and taunts Job because Job doesn't do anything nearly as cool as command the oceans, or order Behemoths.
The book of Job has always pissed me off. It still does, and it always will. But I still read it and it invigorates me with awe for God. I cannot claim to have a special understanding or explanation of the book, other than it is a visceral, upsetting description of man's pitiful stature compared to God. One of the phrases God repeats before his verbal smackdown of Job is, "brace yourself like a man". I always took this to mean, "be a MAN, stick out your chest! Be a tough guy and take this whippin!". The most recent time I read this, I realized that maybe this wasn't what is meant at all. Maybe it means, "brace yourself, brace yourself like a frail little grasshopper clinging to a leaf in a tornado, brace yourself like a sparrow weathering a hurricane, brace yourself like Little Mac controlled by a first time player against Mike Tyson in Punchout! Brace yourself like a pathetic little lump of humanity against God, Brace yourself like a man".
Finally? I learn that man is pathetic and always vulnerable to immediate annihilation by any number of a thousand forces. In this epiphany, that man is unbelievably weak, is the path to man becoming stronger, wiser, more mature.
I wish I could say, "Gosh I used to be so ignorant". I wish I could flaunt a moment of realization that changed my world. Instead, I am forced into a pattern of learning in which my own curiousity and realization of my own foolishness is constantly mocked by slaps in the face.
I never claim to know anything, yet it feels like I am being forcefully taught of my own ignorance. I never feel particularly in control, yet it feels like I am being stripped of whatever control I had. I rarely get ingrained in my own plans, yet it seems like I am being taught to not plan. Its all pretty confusing, and I feel like I am in a classroom where the teacher confuses me for another student, yet liberally forces lessons on me anyway, even though I obviously don't need them.
However, the paradox lies in the fact that I obviously don't need them. I pride myself in being open minded, flexible, willing to learn. So, if I think I am those things, than I obviously need to be taught that I am not. Its all so high school philosophy.
In this mindset, I am able to sit still and listen to the lessons as they either violently break my ribs until I am coerced into listening or they casually glide past my ears, gone forever if I don't particularly care to listen.
In the most confusing book in the entire Bible, Job gets his life shitted upon in a seeming cosmic oneupmanship between God and Satan. No human can claim to understand this, and I think this is entirely the way it should be. In the end of the book, when Job shockingly wonders why God did what he did, God basically showers the most kickass metal lyrics upon Job's frail ears about his indomitable creation, and taunts Job because Job doesn't do anything nearly as cool as command the oceans, or order Behemoths.
The book of Job has always pissed me off. It still does, and it always will. But I still read it and it invigorates me with awe for God. I cannot claim to have a special understanding or explanation of the book, other than it is a visceral, upsetting description of man's pitiful stature compared to God. One of the phrases God repeats before his verbal smackdown of Job is, "brace yourself like a man". I always took this to mean, "be a MAN, stick out your chest! Be a tough guy and take this whippin!". The most recent time I read this, I realized that maybe this wasn't what is meant at all. Maybe it means, "brace yourself, brace yourself like a frail little grasshopper clinging to a leaf in a tornado, brace yourself like a sparrow weathering a hurricane, brace yourself like Little Mac controlled by a first time player against Mike Tyson in Punchout! Brace yourself like a pathetic little lump of humanity against God, Brace yourself like a man".
Finally? I learn that man is pathetic and always vulnerable to immediate annihilation by any number of a thousand forces. In this epiphany, that man is unbelievably weak, is the path to man becoming stronger, wiser, more mature.
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
art class is in session
so i stumbled across this man's website while checking a design blog. he's an amazing illustrator with beautiful line work. also his website is so crappy and simple that it rules. it's actually really refreshing in comparison to portfolio and design sites that fuck you in the face with flash.
i actually followed this link solely based on his website name: I Can't Believe It's Not Better.
everything on that website is worthing giving a gander.
love,
i actually followed this link solely based on his website name: I Can't Believe It's Not Better.
everything on that website is worthing giving a gander.
love,
Monday, December 1, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)