NEED TO KNOW!
NEED TO FEAR!
YOU NEED!
NEED!
FEAR!!!and that's the way it is, Friday, January 29th, 2010.
Friday, January 29, 2010
the news
NEED TO KNOW!
YOU NEED!
and that's the way it is, Friday, January 29th, 2010.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
politics
i do not want to be a democrat or a republican or any blind faith follower of any party or anything... i seldom listen to any politician and seldom listen to or watch the news because i sense a bias so obvious and an agenda so hypocritical and full of subtrifuge that want to puke just thinking that we the people accept the ignoarance they assume we must have... i want to believe that i actually hear what these people are saying...
tonight i hear a president saying some things that made sense and wondered if he would have any influence at all on the politics as usual... watching the ridiculous posing of the congres people and senators, the standing ovations and the seated silence based on party affiliation and obviously not based on what may or may not be right, i wondered why the president did not call all of them out for the hypocrits and posers they were...
so is the president any different?...
not much, he played the same game... and well... but still, in the end, the president gave me a good feeling, a hopeful feeling that maybe something might actually change in washington to bring more fairness and justice to this country... and then i listened to ten minutes of cliche and rhetoric and negativity under the viel of smiling doublespeak, subtle inferences that the president did not say what he just said, carefully phrased juxtapositions suggesting that the president actually said the opposite of what he just said, out and out political campagning that had nothing to do with anything, and meaningless pandering to people's base fears from the republican rebuttal and realized there is very little if any hope for truth or justice in the american way today...
so sad, i hope i don't put myself through this again anytime soon...
tonight i hear a president saying some things that made sense and wondered if he would have any influence at all on the politics as usual... watching the ridiculous posing of the congres people and senators, the standing ovations and the seated silence based on party affiliation and obviously not based on what may or may not be right, i wondered why the president did not call all of them out for the hypocrits and posers they were...
so is the president any different?...
not much, he played the same game... and well... but still, in the end, the president gave me a good feeling, a hopeful feeling that maybe something might actually change in washington to bring more fairness and justice to this country... and then i listened to ten minutes of cliche and rhetoric and negativity under the viel of smiling doublespeak, subtle inferences that the president did not say what he just said, carefully phrased juxtapositions suggesting that the president actually said the opposite of what he just said, out and out political campagning that had nothing to do with anything, and meaningless pandering to people's base fears from the republican rebuttal and realized there is very little if any hope for truth or justice in the american way today...
so sad, i hope i don't put myself through this again anytime soon...
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
same complaint, different day...
it's about time, naturally... that is, not enough time . . . .
if there is one single complaint that rises above all the rest in frequency and annoyance (if only due to frequency, though it does fuel almost every other complaint as well because, with more time, most of the other complaints could be resolved fairly easily), then it is not having enough time to do all the things i want to do... so there it is, the whole world, life, and everything resolved in a single complaint...
now if there was only some all-powerful, omniscient, omnipresent force or being with consciousness, compassion, and true, honest, unconditional, and active love (cuz love is a verb or it's just a word after all, word.... oh, aren't we so clever, narf) for me enough to resolve the time complaint...
ah, yes, now if there was only some all-powerful, omniscient, omnipresent force or being with consciousness, compassion, and love for us enough to resolve the time complaint...
ah, yes, lol...
narf.
if there is one single complaint that rises above all the rest in frequency and annoyance (if only due to frequency, though it does fuel almost every other complaint as well because, with more time, most of the other complaints could be resolved fairly easily), then it is not having enough time to do all the things i want to do... so there it is, the whole world, life, and everything resolved in a single complaint...
now if there was only some all-powerful, omniscient, omnipresent force or being with consciousness, compassion, and true, honest, unconditional, and active love (cuz love is a verb or it's just a word after all, word.... oh, aren't we so clever, narf) for me enough to resolve the time complaint...
ah, yes, now if there was only some all-powerful, omniscient, omnipresent force or being with consciousness, compassion, and love for us enough to resolve the time complaint...
ah, yes, lol...
narf.
Monday, January 11, 2010
no time to complain
yes, there's plenty to complain about, but there's no time to complain, so that's the complaint, no time to complain, ironic?... you'll just have to visit the archives for more meaningless complaints if you want to read more meaningless complaints because tonight, and recently, and most of the time, there's no time to complain, dangit, no time to complain...
Saturday, January 2, 2010
blog names
the irreverence of the title of this blog may have been tainted by an entry or two along the way cuz it is possible that an occasional meaningful complaint might slip out of my head and that in itself may be fodder for a future complain as valid as any, but on the other hand, with even the most profoundly meaningful complaint or story or thought or anything, if nobody ever reads it, how meaningful can it be... rhetorical questions aside, this complaint is about the shameless waste of great blog names...
imagine, if you will, a blog named IMAGINE... seriously, would that not be a perfectly exquisite challenge for anyone interested in writing a blog?... especially a blog that has some imagination...
imagination, you say?... you see, it seems that back in 2000 when blogger began, some clever kids stopped by with the idea of creating a blog and they scooped up some of the absolutely most bestest blog names and then, NEVER USED THEM...
yes, shouting in bold, this obviously strikes the blogger's nerve...
people come along and kill great ideas and leave them for others to trip over, like so many dead bodies on the web, and we can do nothing with the corpses except ignore them...
later, i may expand on this as i am searching for some blog names for new blogs (yes, more new blogs... cuz every idea deserves a blog, even the not so great ones... thing is, the idea and the blog must CONTINUE dangit... unless, of course, the blog writer dies and did not make arrangements for anyone to have the password to continue, or at least pass the blog on to someone who wants to continue)...
NEW RULE!... in order to create a blog, every blogger must create an entry scheduled for five years in the future... that entry must contain the bloggers current and valid user name and password to that blog... if the scheduled date is approaching and the blogger is still alive and active, the scheduled date should be changed to another future scheduled date so that when the blogger does finally die or abandon the blog name, another can continue the blog or use the name (under stipulation that the previous incarnation of blog with that name is preserved in archives)... yes, this is the first rule of blogging in the universe...
i'll let you know when my universe opens...
worse than wasting the name are the bloggers who did not leave comments on when they abandoned their blogs... so no one can leave a comment encouraging them to use the blog or beg for transfer of the name to someone (like me) who wants to use the name... shameful waste, typical of humans who must have the lowest level of insight and forethought, not to mention awareness, conscious or not, and imagination, of any sentient species in any universe (though the vogons and a few others could possibly have humans beat in some areas)...
yes, even the promising title musings from the imagine nation (circa 2004) is empty, a clear sign of the void between human ears (you do see how this particular complaint can rant on indefinitely and grow into a series of books based on the foibles and carelessness of bloggers, no less writers and nomenclature specialists (and amateurs) everywhere, don’t you?… shhhhh, don’t tell anyone cuz they’ll steal the idea and make millions and not even thank me with a based on the idea by… credit or a percentage of the gross… so I hereby and forthwith copyright all creative writes to the concept, idea, thought, and any tangible production of the flow of words that could be based on (however loosely) this initial complaint (this claim to rights is all inclusive, that is to including book, magazine, graphic novel, film, movie, internet, ebook, music, painting and art in any medium, and bathroom reading rights and not excluding any rights that I did not list here)…
meanwhile, back in the stupid waste of great blog name wars (not to be confused with star wars, which I lay no claim to), even the unknown bianca (who I do not believe to be a breath freshening product), left the modified imagine-nation (the hyphen has saved many a great blog name from obscure death) to fallow and squander in oblivion since 2005… what may be an even more frightening sign of the emptiness between human ears is that I was just the twelfth (yes, 12th) person even looking to use the blog name since it was so carelessly killed by the one simply known as bianca…
it just gets worse the more you look… even the precious name imagina (which has so many wondrous {and devious} possibilities on so many levels, even if your name is not gina) was absconded back in 2001 by a spaniard! no less (or at least someone writing in what appears to be some sort of Spanish looking language), which was clearly a warning from the princess bride not headed in the blogosphere by jules rimet, IF that is his real name and photo (and don’t let his name fool you, he is obviously a spaniard by any measure of the imagina) so brazenly flaunting his minimal use of the name (not to mention his obvious distain for any english speaking audience in his deliberate choice to avoid using the blogger translation feature)… of course if there is cleverness sprinkled through his few hundred entries he might be forgivable, especially if he is still living and willing to turn over the great name to someone who can make sufficientmockery use of it… but since he almost commits the criminal sin of abandonment without linkage or commentary (note the broken link in the most recent entry), forgiveness might take some groveling, naturally, however I did find a sneakily hidden link to comments just above the title of his entries that allowed me to leave a comment (which I courteously translated into Spanish for him using free translator service which is part of the wonderful free language services offered by itools.com, proud sponsor of meaningless complaints, this free complaint blog you are reading, even if they don’t know it yet, even if you are not reading it yet)… not to mention the double and triple entendres, aye?...
yes, I know…
and now, like any good dog chasing it’s tail, or tale, for that matter, we’ll leave imaginea alone for the moment (in spite of the brazen theft of the name of my home continent, but that’s another story... i was at least able to simply leave a comment, though in what language i'd have had to translate it, well... as i said, we'll leave these complications for another time), though surely goodness and mercy and more is bound to follow in this theme, at the moment I will upload this entry and move along to the next distraction in my adhd journey through life, liberty, and the pursuits of whatever comes along…
may we enjoy our complaints, for at times, they are all we have…
imagine, if you will, a blog named IMAGINE... seriously, would that not be a perfectly exquisite challenge for anyone interested in writing a blog?... especially a blog that has some imagination...
imagination, you say?... you see, it seems that back in 2000 when blogger began, some clever kids stopped by with the idea of creating a blog and they scooped up some of the absolutely most bestest blog names and then, NEVER USED THEM...
yes, shouting in bold, this obviously strikes the blogger's nerve...
people come along and kill great ideas and leave them for others to trip over, like so many dead bodies on the web, and we can do nothing with the corpses except ignore them...
later, i may expand on this as i am searching for some blog names for new blogs (yes, more new blogs... cuz every idea deserves a blog, even the not so great ones... thing is, the idea and the blog must CONTINUE dangit... unless, of course, the blog writer dies and did not make arrangements for anyone to have the password to continue, or at least pass the blog on to someone who wants to continue)...
NEW RULE!... in order to create a blog, every blogger must create an entry scheduled for five years in the future... that entry must contain the bloggers current and valid user name and password to that blog... if the scheduled date is approaching and the blogger is still alive and active, the scheduled date should be changed to another future scheduled date so that when the blogger does finally die or abandon the blog name, another can continue the blog or use the name (under stipulation that the previous incarnation of blog with that name is preserved in archives)... yes, this is the first rule of blogging in the universe...
i'll let you know when my universe opens...
worse than wasting the name are the bloggers who did not leave comments on when they abandoned their blogs... so no one can leave a comment encouraging them to use the blog or beg for transfer of the name to someone (like me) who wants to use the name... shameful waste, typical of humans who must have the lowest level of insight and forethought, not to mention awareness, conscious or not, and imagination, of any sentient species in any universe (though the vogons and a few others could possibly have humans beat in some areas)...
yes, even the promising title musings from the imagine nation (circa 2004) is empty, a clear sign of the void between human ears (you do see how this particular complaint can rant on indefinitely and grow into a series of books based on the foibles and carelessness of bloggers, no less writers and nomenclature specialists (and amateurs) everywhere, don’t you?… shhhhh, don’t tell anyone cuz they’ll steal the idea and make millions and not even thank me with a based on the idea by… credit or a percentage of the gross… so I hereby and forthwith copyright all creative writes to the concept, idea, thought, and any tangible production of the flow of words that could be based on (however loosely) this initial complaint (this claim to rights is all inclusive, that is to including book, magazine, graphic novel, film, movie, internet, ebook, music, painting and art in any medium, and bathroom reading rights and not excluding any rights that I did not list here)…
meanwhile, back in the stupid waste of great blog name wars (not to be confused with star wars, which I lay no claim to), even the unknown bianca (who I do not believe to be a breath freshening product), left the modified imagine-nation (the hyphen has saved many a great blog name from obscure death) to fallow and squander in oblivion since 2005… what may be an even more frightening sign of the emptiness between human ears is that I was just the twelfth (yes, 12th) person even looking to use the blog name since it was so carelessly killed by the one simply known as bianca…
it just gets worse the more you look… even the precious name imagina (which has so many wondrous {and devious} possibilities on so many levels, even if your name is not gina) was absconded back in 2001 by a spaniard! no less (or at least someone writing in what appears to be some sort of Spanish looking language), which was clearly a warning from the princess bride not headed in the blogosphere by jules rimet, IF that is his real name and photo (and don’t let his name fool you, he is obviously a spaniard by any measure of the imagina) so brazenly flaunting his minimal use of the name (not to mention his obvious distain for any english speaking audience in his deliberate choice to avoid using the blogger translation feature)… of course if there is cleverness sprinkled through his few hundred entries he might be forgivable, especially if he is still living and willing to turn over the great name to someone who can make sufficient
yes, I know…
and now, like any good dog chasing it’s tail, or tale, for that matter, we’ll leave imaginea alone for the moment (in spite of the brazen theft of the name of my home continent, but that’s another story... i was at least able to simply leave a comment, though in what language i'd have had to translate it, well... as i said, we'll leave these complications for another time), though surely goodness and mercy and more is bound to follow in this theme, at the moment I will upload this entry and move along to the next distraction in my adhd journey through life, liberty, and the pursuits of whatever comes along…
may we enjoy our complaints, for at times, they are all we have…
Friday, January 1, 2010
social status
so i'm flipping through tv stations and find there is a movement in florida to create county level council on the social status of black men and boys meeting in the office of the attorney general in orlando, florida... have we made any real mind-set or perspective progress since the civil war in the south?...
a group who's mission is to look for and point fingers, look for weaknesses, and shout unfair for black men and boys?... is this legitimate affirmative action (affirm is a positive term, right?) or is it a veiled way of castrating men and boys in and of itself?... is the perspective to pity and organize people to help black men and boys because they can't effectively take care of themselves?...
people are so tied up in social status, so in love with the victim mindset, so kind to similarities and opportunities to bridges gaps and come together, so comfortable with segregation and pity parties and pointing fingers... so what we've got is a group of mostly very overweight people trying to find money (and justification to get the money) from government (taxes) to get some excitement going to organize local groups with a purpose of studying the social status of black men and boys...
the chairperson of this council is the Director, Office of Supplier Diversity, Department of management Services... is this bureacracy gone made or a real need seeking a real solution for a real problem?... perhaps the underlying source of the concerns is the very attitude that black men and boys need local government groups to promote their social status, inherently setting black men and boys apart as inferior and "needing help" based solely on race and gender...
not racism?...
i wish people would stop judging people based soley on race or gender... but that is the culture we live in and the people in power support it because it keeps the majority of people in divided social groups feeling needy with a hand out for help instead of empowered and united as human beings...
sigh...
a group who's mission is to look for and point fingers, look for weaknesses, and shout unfair for black men and boys?... is this legitimate affirmative action (affirm is a positive term, right?) or is it a veiled way of castrating men and boys in and of itself?... is the perspective to pity and organize people to help black men and boys because they can't effectively take care of themselves?...
people are so tied up in social status, so in love with the victim mindset, so kind to similarities and opportunities to bridges gaps and come together, so comfortable with segregation and pity parties and pointing fingers... so what we've got is a group of mostly very overweight people trying to find money (and justification to get the money) from government (taxes) to get some excitement going to organize local groups with a purpose of studying the social status of black men and boys...
the chairperson of this council is the Director, Office of Supplier Diversity, Department of management Services... is this bureacracy gone made or a real need seeking a real solution for a real problem?... perhaps the underlying source of the concerns is the very attitude that black men and boys need local government groups to promote their social status, inherently setting black men and boys apart as inferior and "needing help" based solely on race and gender...
not racism?...
i wish people would stop judging people based soley on race or gender... but that is the culture we live in and the people in power support it because it keeps the majority of people in divided social groups feeling needy with a hand out for help instead of empowered and united as human beings...
sigh...
happy new year, you're dead
- or -
military intelligence
once again tragedy caused by human stupidity brings me to yet another meaningless complaint... it was bad enough that the father of the nigerian boy who was able to get on a plane and nearly blow the plane up called and warned his government and the usa cia about his son who basically told his father 'goodbye' as in 'i will never see you again' (a suicide note type conversation), which did get his son on the usa 'watch list' for possible terrorists (along with 500,000 other potential terrorists), but the security machines, homeland security, the cia, and so on did nothing and the plane would have blown up if the kid knew what he was doing with explosives...
military intelligence may be the ultimate oxymoron...
as is the pattern, the paranoid war hawks who support the big business of war (because it's good for the bottom line and pays for their luxuries which they naturally deserve because they work so hard to protect us from threats they ignore and if we look deeper, actually created in the first place... but most people appear to be may be too stupid to see the obvious) are screaming about limiting our rights and invading our provacy all the more because the only solution they see is totalitarianism and they use terrorists to inch us toward their supreme rule over us... and we are too stupid to call them on their incompetence and fire them... i mean, if you hired a doctor to monitor your heart and he saw a potential danger on your eekg and took no action and you had a heart attacke, you'd not only fire that doctor, but you'd sue him (because lawyers have you trained like salivating dogs to sue doctors)... but the people we pay to protect us hear about potential threats, do nothing, and something like 9-11 happens and what do we do?... we buy the excuses the leaders ell us and rally round the flag and spend trillions of dollars (that we borrow from the chinese and others who are quitely taking over our country economically) on wars that no one can win and ultimately, just fuel the differences between nations and delusional systems of belief that are fundamentally the same...
we won't even get into the voice of reason, rush limbaugh, who is a self-confessed drug addict (rush, a junkie?... never, he's too rish, well connected, and conservative to be looked down upon as most other drug addicts are), or how many people live and die by his word (that he transmits into our lives through a gold-plated microphone) as if it is gospel because we must exhalt and respect and trust a junkie (excuse me, self-confessed drug addict) who can't even control his own self-destructive impulses... alas, further digression, let's get back to the point...
so today the smartest and most important intelligence agents we've got, the ones we sent to the source of our hate and fear, behind the lines to 'enemy territory' to 'protect us', these most trusted military intelligence agents let someone walk into their heavily guarded private secure headquarters and BLOW THEM UP...
yes, i just had to scream...
channelling sam kennison...
and now we'll probably rally round the flag and point fingers at the 'enemy' that we created by abusing our power all over their world for a hundred years because we could, and they had stuff we wanted... still do, actually... what?... what right do they have to hate us or fight us for taking their stuff and telling them their faith in their god is wrong?... would most of you not hate and fight me if i took your stuff and told you quite simply that your
how stupid can people get?...
and when we blow ourselves and this planet to smithereens (do you believe smithereens is heaven?), will there be a god who could have stopped us but let us destroy it all there to welcome us into whatever idyllic place you might imagine and forgive us for our self-destruction for we are just poor frail stupid humans who know not what we do?...
what a waste...
personally, i think you are just playing dumb...
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