Posts Tagged ‘convenience

17
Apr
25

Can We Cut Out the Unnecessary Services and Gratitude That Contribute to Fear?

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Oh. Let me start by saying…

Thank you for your service.

Who or what am I thanking…and why? No one, at the moment. But, those words get thrown around quite a bit and almost seem expected when in the presence of certain people. Yet, the same could be said for non-human things that perform similar…services. And, as technology changes in certain directions, we may be pressured to say it in those directions instead of human faces.

Think about this.

Military troops perform certain actions we call service, and we’re prodded to thank them for those services. We don’t know exactly what they do or did. But, we’re told it’s for our protection, our safety. Well, God bless and thank those people for keeping us safe…..from what exactly?

Oh. Sure. You can think up some things that you’re not facing yourself. War seems to be the common one. But, I bet if you actually went “on duty” with some of the troops, you’d see things differently. And, you’d know the truth…maybe. [I’m not even sure the troops know the whole truth, and that’s why so many suffer after serving.]

But, you see…we’re thanking people for “services” without any knowledge of what service they perform(ed). [And, you may feel pressured to cough up money.]

Imagine being at a restaurant and just finding a plate of food. Then someone walks by in a “uniform,” and you reach out to say, “Thank you for your service.” You don’t know if that person did anything to prepare that food. You don’t know if they were just in some back room getting freaky with another coworker instead of helping a customer. You know nothing…except that they’re wearing a uniform. [And, maybe they stole that uniform.]

[Don’t even get me started on thieves and murders who misuse uniforms.]

So far, I’ve just scraped the surface of questionable service, just the more common perspective of analyzing the military. [I often find myself questioning the military.] But, what about so many OTHER “services” we are forced to contend with and the fees that go with them? Yes. Now, you’re getting a clue. Right? I’m talking stuff that often comes with paperwork and phone calls. Services you just don’t even give much thought before you comply, only to hear later about bad luck stories which only create more doubt and fear than you already have. You’re an easy target, and so many take advantage of that.

There is SO much talk about “protecting your personal data.”

[Even if you live “off the grid,” surely you hear some of this. You may think you’re smart by staying “offline.” If you can handle every aspect of your modern life without any dealings with one of these pathways that seems risky to personal information, I salute you…and wonder how you do it. There sure seems to be plenty of pressure to get in line and submit information and other things, one way or another.]

But, why should we need to protect our data when we aren’t doing anything intentional to endanger it? And, why should anything we do to protect something cost money? If I shield something with my own body, is that costing me money? And, what exact amount of money is going to guarantee what I want to protect will be spared from destruction or theft? [I don’t think anyone has a good answer.]

Sure; we may need to buy something made by someone else to improve our defenses. Back in “the day,” people would invest in armor, shields, etc. to defend themselves. If you’re roaming the countryside, some vandal might try to assault/rob you, and it’s good to be protected. But, isn’t it better to make those decisions/investments without fear of what MAY happen? If you’ve never had a problem with vandals on your road trips, why stop now to buy something you’ve never needed? And, if you take a hint/warning and make a better path choice, couldn’t you avoid the problem that would otherwise require investing in better protection? Also, if you acquired the proper knowledge/skill, couldn’t you gather your own supplies and construct your own protection?

[Instead, we’re teaching people how to code and cheat everything under and beyond the sun.]

[Insurance companies all over the place will be flailing their arms, right now. How inconvenient it is to have to make wiser decisions when you could let someone else, at cost, manage those issues (and still not adequately resolve all concerns).]

Once you start investing in what COULD happen, you give up control over reality and living in the moment. Are we always supposed to live in fear of the unknown? Don’t therapists (get paid to) curb such fears, telling us not to project what is not actually there?

[And, insurance companies make it their business to get you thinking about them. So, I guess, being afraid of “what if” helps…er, pays someone. Do therapists ever thank insurance companies? I wonder.]

Isn’t this like “growing up” and ceasing to tremble at the thought of what might be lurking in the dark or under the bed?

If you are using personal data to achieve something, why should there be any obstacle course or threats lurking in the shadows? If you go to your refrigerator to get something to eat, do you need to defend yourself from fridge pirates and gobble-ins? [See what I did there?]

Why does it seem like every basic function we want to perform is threatened by something we must then fear…but not fear if we invest in things that “protect us.” We are being steered like cattle into scary situations for no damn reason other than the benefit and profit of the “mongers” who do this crap to us.

And, before I get into more of the little or not-so-little things we contend with, I’ll address the question that’s bound to pop up.

Well, what can we do about all of this?

I wish I had an Einstein-worthy answer that resolved everything. It sure would cure my fears. I really don’t know what can be done to fix the big problem. I just know there seems to be as many people out to cause a problem as there are those who wish to live without one. And, it’s also possible that there are many of us contributing to the problems of others without intent simply because we’ve been coerced to go along with various procedures. Your compliance could be giving other people grief.

My fear wouldn’t be nearly as troubling if I had and saw more people acting with confidence (not exaggerated), being friendly (not flustered or rude) and doing what needs to be done without submitting to those things that I suspect (if not know) are contributing to the problem. Seeing someone do something you just know is going to cause more distress is like living a nightmare. And, my life has been riddled with nightmares. [Sweet dreams? What are those?] If I was with someone who was living life wisely, even if they were working hard at it instead of relying upon all the latest conveniences, I’d probably sign on with them and forget what’s troubling so many. [I wish I could say being a farmer was the solution.]

I will say this. Convenience seems to be a HUGE contributor to the problem. Whenever someone says their service to you or their product/invention is convenient in any way, proceed with caution and do not be swayed by the reduction of “you need to do something to make this work.” I’m sure many of us would rather go without work, without laboring at anything. From the dawn of time, humans have been crafting tools to reduce work and strain on the body. But, we’ve shot past the simple tools that are the bones of physics lessons and gone right into excessive ways to manipulate people. We’re putting the screws and levers to each other instead of that stone block we want to move.

[Yet…the opposite of convenience shouldn’t be torture or any form of manipulation. Just because something isn’t as convenient as it could be doesn’t mean it has to be troubling or abusive to the mind and/or body. We don’t have to feel mistreated or heckled for doing something “the hard way.” You might say this is like doing math on paper next to some jerk with a calculator. They do the math in a fraction of the time and then stick their tongue out at you, saying something unnecessary and cruel while you deal with your equation(s). Can’t we just do the math, use our brains effectively and efficiently, and not be taxed or intimidated?]

Technology that should be making communication and cultural interaction more…er…convenient…has become more intimidating and taxing than it ever should be. And, every aspect of life seems to be getting steered right into the digital unknown and bringing various financially-laced demands (like a masked thief with a gun) with it.

We’re told to protect ourselves, yet we’re getting “held up” by faceless people doing the very thing we’re supposed to avoid.

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Hey. You. You’d better protect yourself from ____. Now, hand over five percent of your money so nothing bad like that happens to you.

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Insurance. Service fees. Shipping and handling. Fees for things we failed to notice or read (sometimes because forms and policies are written by wordy individuals who get a sick thrill out of making pages exhausting and cryptic). [I often get accused by family for being one of them…but that is not my intent. And, I don’t get a sick thrill out of confusing or vexing anyone.]

There are those services and fees we SHOULD be aware of and consciously repaying…and then there are probably way more that we don’t know and shouldn’t have to face or fear. When you work with someone, face-to-face, and they do something for you, you may feel inclined to repay them somehow…and that’s how it should be. But, to pay someone for something you don’t know they did for you…that’s like a child hustling a parent for money before they do a chore.

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Can I get five bucks? I’ll mow the lawn for you. I just need five bucks, now. Why? Just cuz. You know I’m good for it.

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That kid could easily just go get a snack or do something he/she shouldn’t be doing with that money. You don’t know…unless you throttle them for more information and wreck the bond you have with that person.

[Now, imagine that “kid” is someone sending you a notice that says you need to pay a certain amount of money to get something you want, including an amount for something you don’t fully understand. They COULD just say you owe one amount…but why stop there when you can vex someone with other fine print and things that magically get people to cough up more money for things they don’t understand? You’re not just paying for the service/object you want…there are other “fees” you need to address which go with getting what you want. This is “convenience” yet not convenient for you but for those who collect the money.]

Insurance companies make their business out of WHAT IF, which is so often the thing therapists and sage individuals continually tell you to avoid. Well, how can we avoid pondering the “what ifs” if we are roped into insurance policies? They say the policies, which require constant supply of money to maintain (and, too often, to get the things we need them to do, which is too often additional money, not the initial/scheduled cost), take care of those “what ifs,” so we don’t have to worry. But, we still worry! And, crap still happens which sometimes doesn’t get resolved so easily by the insurance we fund. [Crappy service. Right?]

[Lawyers advertise their services like vultures waiting for someone to be hit with a financial problem, promising to make resolving the problem easy and “free” (until they win for you). I’m sure there are decent, respectable lawyers who truly want to serve people and improve order. But, there are others who suck up commercial space and time with what I can only imagine is rubbish. Can you imagine driving down a road and seeing some guy in a suit waiting on the side for you to have an accident? As soon as you do, they rush in with a briefcase in hand and papers to fill…for your benefit…right? As if.]

What makes matters more complex is that we have gone past the age of dealing with people face-to-face, rolled right past “snail mail” and fallen into the zero-gravity space of internet business. We’re interacting with others we cannot see, sending all kinds of data across the void, not knowing who may receive or intercept that information along the way. I don’t think there was nearly as much risk of someone raiding a mailbox to mess with others when we only had envelopes and boxes to process our needs. I’m sure there were a number of thieves who did their best to break into mailrooms and vaults where financial papers were stored and addresses could be put to vile use. It’s this latest digital era that’s really opens the doors to the unknown and people seemingly trained to do us harm.

A computer (or similar device), one that requires the internet to reach someone, some business, you need to get what you want (and, lately, sometimes just to function as a sensible computer), has the potential to be very helpful if we know how to operate it. But, instead and more likely, we operate it somewhat blindly and fumble, at times, with what’s supposed to be so easy. And, as so many spend increasing amounts of time with such technology, they (we) seem to be getting…dumber. [It doesn’t take a genius (or idiot) to tell you getting dumber makes you more open to threats and those who would take pleasure in troubling you.]

Again, you may want to avoid this technological hazard. And, if you are able to live completely free of computer usage (and dealing with forms/fees beyond your comprehension), I salute you. But, it seems like an uphill battle to get past and resolve this concern. I don’t have the solution. I just know something needs to be done, and I’ll get to more of the WHY, soon enough (though it should be apparent in what I’ve already been saying).

There are schools (and surely “training programs”) that teach people about all the wondrous things you can do with computers, including the things we should never be doing with computers. [Oh. But, you can get away with it and put it to your advantage…it’s so tempting.] And, with so much being pressed to perform on a computer, whether you’re a user or someone paid to do something with a computer, that technology has become the new playground littered with bullies and peer pressure, so much unnecessary intimidation taxing our minds (and bodies). People are taught how computers can be so convenient and helpful…and then some, who either were born twisted or get twisted by bad decisions, use that knowledge to mess with and rob people.

Remember what I said about you possibly contributing to the problem? You could be part of the problem if you let some offer that brings you money sway you into signing or doing something that ultimately troubles other people (or could even come back to trouble you). There are forms (and policies) you likely fill out that promise “refunds” and other forms of money which you may be working (or laboring) to earn…then get taxed…and somehow get some back, which makes the whole taxing thing just a little confusing.

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Hey. You owe me ten bucks. Give it, now. Okay. Now, here’s two bucks back. Why? Call it a consideration. Now, the next time you have twenty bucks, give me ten, and I’ll give you five back. See? I’m saving you money.

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WHY is all of the above so important? Well, if it isn’t obvious, when we give up control of our own lives and let these various policies and money-laced procedures lead the way, we cease to exist, we give away our souls and become batteries of some system. [I’ve previously written various pieces on how humans can be batteries.] We might as well be jugs of fuel if we don’t take account of and control of our lives. We’re taught and told things that give our lives meaning and value, yet, at the same time, we are too often de-valued by things that confuse and pressure us to comply.

I could ponder this all day and drive in circles, trying to get a firm grip on the situation. I realize there are elements in play that all mix and, in some way, either respectable or vile, try to make sense of this existence.

Order

It’s a not-so-fancy synonym for peace. When no one is making you feel threatened or uncomfortable, when everyone seems to be getting along, there is order.

There are people who want order (not the kind you place to get something you want) and those who either opt to or are enlisted to produce order. And, in order to achieve that sense of order, actions are taken which, unfortunately, don’t appeal to or make everyone happy. [Why? Why can’t order please everyone? I suppose some could bring up that line: You can’t please everyone. But, wouldn’t true order do just that? And, how does anyone please everyone?]

People talk about “living in balance” or “a balanced life.” But, that balance seems to always be in question. Other species continue to be a subject of concern. What do we do about the insects and wildlife getting in our way?

Economy

Economy is just how people in control (or who take command) and seeking order attempt to establish greater control and/or order. If people pay and trade fairly, they won’t fight or cause other trouble. By the sound of the word, you’d think it was for the benefit of all. By definition, it deals with the distribution of wealth. Well, why does wealth have to come into any equation?

I think “wealth” is part of the problem because it seems to instill thoughts of greed. If you have wealth, if you have control of some source of value (maybe all of the oranges), why part with them? Why share with other beings? What is it about “wealth” that does this to people? If we used a different word, like resources, maybe we’d be more considerate. Resources sounds like something we all should have. Wealth sounds like something one person stashes in a vault for eternity. If you have a wealth of safe drinking water…I imagine plenty of others are dying of thirst. Is that a pleasant thought?…you having all of the safe water, alone? When do we reach a point when we realize there is benefit in sharing resources? [It’s harder to share wealth, I imagine, because then it ceases to be wealth. Things lose perceived monetary value when everyone has them. But, that doesn’t reduce the OTHER value of those items.]

If we say Economy deals with the distribution of RESOURCES (versus wealth), I would say we are far FAR from having an adequate system of properly, fairly sharing. And, what’s extra tragic is how some places are flooded with resources and not necessarily greedy people in control of all of them, while other places are starved for those same resources (while, possibly, being “rich” in other resources).

Distribution is definitely a problem. But, money isn’t solving it. Money just delays people from being helpful when they feel they should get more for their assistance. If you didn’t have to think about money, if so many people weren’t pressing you to make and then give away that money (which still doesn’t guarantee you get all that you need or want), you could focus your eyes on the real resources and maybe consider helping to distribute them.

This is sort of like dealing with a “natural disaster.” You COULD get kind people to lend a hand and help prevent tragedy. But, it would cost money, because people have to step away from their money-managing lives to do something else, something that isn’t paying them. And, it would be risky to help, which goes against the insurance plans and such that people agree to pay. [Why would anyone take a risk if it’s going to cost them more, later? Suddenly, being helpful in a crisis becomes uncomfortable, intolerable, because it comes with a financial threat.] There is probably enough ____ to resolve the crisis, but there is so much added and potentially unnecessary pressure to consider the “cost” before providing or delivering what is needed. When we require money to make the world go around, being helpful becomes less convenient and almost impossible.

Sadly, I don’t think anyone, yet, has a good sense of maintaining an economy. There is too much temptation to take more than is right and cheat the system. If you’re not stealing, you’re the victim of it. That does not sound right, in my mind, for what economy should be. [Personally, bartering has always sounded better than dealing with money.]

When we place a value upon and give people a need to amass money, they turn away from the true purpose of getting what is needed. When people start believing amassing money is important, they seem to do anything they can to get more, which sounds like crime. Yet, it’s not the money that’s doing anything other than intimidating or troubling others. Money itself isn’t feeding you or keeping you alive. It’s just a tool of the economy someone has been trying to use to establish their idea of order. Money could go up in flames, tomorrow, but there will still be natural resources and a need for them. [Money is sort of an illusion standing in the way of equitable sharing of resources.]

Convenience

Some might say this goes back to the Garden of Eden. The “forbidden fruit” was so conveniently placed and held so much “wealth.” Convenience is a deceptive path to an easier life which too often is abused or misused. What is convenient for one will likely be inconvenient for another. Your convenience could upset another person or species. It’s convenient how we can claim land and drive out the native population. It’s just as convenient for insects to invade your home or some other wild animal to threaten your sense of peace and order. In a way, convenience is our human excuse for getting our way. It sounds very comforting…but at the expense of others. Yet, to give up convenience…wouldn’t that make life torture? Or, just labor?

Control

Control is a shade of Order, laced with Convenience. Order itself is not always convenient; you often work to establish Order. But, when you have Control, you can conveniently command Order (but that doesn’t mean you’ll easily get what you want or satisfy what is likely a ceaseless growth of want). Ironically, positive/motivational speakers (and modern “influencers”) are good at provoking you to “take control of your life!” And, rightfully, we should. But, how does one take control without affecting others? Thus, are we taking control of our own lives or tangling the strings of others?

Controlling parents are looked down upon for doing some questionable things to maintain their own sense of Order. Some, if not most, do what they do just to ease their own minds (and, often, dismiss responsibility). Parents can enjoy the things they like to do alone if they can just get their kids to stop making noise and demanding food. [So, why did you become parents?] Some people get infected with the notion that only they know how to do something right…and then whip that into the hides of their children.

People take roles/jobs that come with a certain measure of control. Their job is to help establish order. But, I think, too often, the drive or element of money is what makes decisions instead of a genuine desire to improve the peace of all living things (not just other humans). Even if you take such a job with good intentions, there are countless others in similar positions pressuring you to bend a certain way to get something they or whoever they serve wants.

[Is that sensible Order? Who is really in control of anything? How do we maintain control without upsetting a peaceful sense of order? Or, how can we stop trying to control and co-exist in peace?]

Population

We seem to have little to zero control over the size of any population. If you attempt to establish control, you’re an inhuman monster. But, Population is the driving force behind most if not all of the above. Quantity of living things (as well as the non-living stuff we accumulate) impacts decisions we make. It affects how we hoard or feel free to share resources.

[If you have a sandwich and are with one other person, you might feel kind enough to split that sandwich into two. But, if you have four other people around you, how can you all get enough of the sandwich to feel content?]

Other species go about daily conflicts, battles and wars of their own kind, under our human noses. We neglect to see what is happening as we process our too often financial concerns. But, they’re out there, competing for resources and eating each other. In a way, that’s what we’re avoiding and trying to avoid. Yet, that would seem to be natural order, in some sick, twisted way that only upsets the modern human stomach.

I’m not saying we should live exactly like other (savage) animals/beings, but is it possible even those other species wouldn’t seem so savage if everyone was able to get what they needed?…if communication and distribution was clear and fair?

[Now, we have to take into consideration that some species, no matter how some humans may protest, are meat eaters and/or eat other species to survive. I don’t think it’s possible to steer every species into a “vegan” lifestyle. And, if you did, I am sure, eventually, the plants would get a brain and revolt. And then, what would we have? A discussion for another day! That’s what. None of us decide what species eats what, no matter what you think you can achieve with science. And, if you attempt to mess with nature, you get nasty side effects, anyway.]

Bringing this all back to its initial point, we are being treated like cattle with bottomless wallets. We are living in fear that is not our own. It’s one thing to live your life, encounter something that is naturally a threat, experience fear and deal with it. It’s a whole other thing to have others prod you with their sticks, constantly, and tell you to do something OR ELSE. Those pressures to comply and submit funds you acquire however you get them are only complicating and depleting the very lives they want to milk.

So, there’s a bit of irony for all of you greedy manipulators. You are killing the cows you want to milk forever by injecting them with fear. Yes, fear can make a cow cough up milk…but it won’t always or likely be the best milk. When people feel good about what they are doing, they are more likely to perform better. An athlete afraid of hurting someone or his/her self is not going to perform with confidence and will likely get injured…then think about what that injury will do their financial security, not to mention functioning as a human being.

[Then, if you can handle thinking on yet another level, you take into account how certain people make their business, their means of profit, from managing people’s fears, their woes and concerns. And, as other people become troubled with the need to make money, they look for jobs. Sometimes, those jobs seem only available at businesses making money off of people pressured to pay to avoid the things they are coerced to fear. Wherever there is a job someone is less interested in taking, there is someone in such dire need of a job that they will get steered toward and take it. So, now, you have people subject to fear working for what I can only call “fear mongers.” Either the employees become like their bosses and start injecting others with pressure to cough up money (for their personal obsession to amass money/wealth) or labor away just to get through life, trying to ignore what their jobs are really doing (if they even know). That is a really tragic, messed-up vision of economy.]

Isn’t there a better way to get what you need and not intimidate/confuse others? Fear is merely the weapon of bullies who take sick pleasure in watching others wail and/or suffer. I don’t know what breeds such sick mentality, but it exists. [Some would call it evil.] If you benefit from others getting confused or scared (or hurt), I don’t have any nice words for you. You’re just wrong. Maybe it starts out as a fun prank. But, if you keep at it, you’re a monster, and not the kind people seem to be turning into cute collections.

I don’t have a concrete or satisfying conclusion to this statement. So, I’ll just leave it here for your consideration. Food for thought. Now, help make this world a better place for all. Please.

27
Nov
24

Live WITH PURPOSE or Die Unsatisfied

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[I started to write this and quickly realized I had “no cap.” I started to write a second draft and heard myself rambling. I could go on for hours and not feel satisfied without a responsive audience…aha. There’s an appropriate lesson in this. So, I will insert a condensed version up top and let those die-hard readers swim through the remnants of a longer draft if you so desire. I applaud anyone who can get through my long speech (only because I get so much grief when I “ramble”).]

In short, a big chunk of the people in this world are sick. And, NOT SATISFYING OURSELVES is the cause. [And, I’m not referring to whatever perverse pornographic or food-based obsession you may be imagining.] If this wasn’t a concern (or, in sick minds, a way to make a profit), people would not be crafting “quick-fix” drugs and trying to be “weekend warriors” when they want to correct a mistake. We wouldn’t turn to “dating apps” instead of facing people in public and taking chances or asking friends for assistance (if we had friends).

There is an excess of SUBSITUTION and too little action WITH PURPOSE. When we act WITH PURPOSE (with good intent that transfers into positive, sensible action), we feel full, CONTENT. When we SUBSTITUTE, we LOSE INTEREST and add to PILES of DISCARDS.

[My family is VERY SICK and steeped in denial, myself included, at times. But, only I seem able to admit my “crime.” Even that may be a faulty assessment, knowing my family. The “giveaway sign” of the sickness is a perpetual discontent with life. You don’t see many in my family who do not have to boast and who are definitely, consistently happy with life. Alcohol and smoking rear their ugly heads, eventually. Divorce is shockingly common, yet I wouldn’t say anyone in the family is prone to conventional sexual practices.]

If you eat/consume WITH PURPOSE, you feel energized AND content and may even hear someone say you are “glowing.”

[You don’t complain or suffer afterward (unless the cook–or cooks–made a mistake).]

If you shop WITH PURPOSE, the things (and services) you buy satisfy a need (replacing something unfortunately ruined or used up, giving yourself a new useful tool, improving your physique/appearance for a reason other than vanity, helping someone else in need, etc.).

[You don’t collect every item in every color, fill a home with stuff that might be worth more than you paid, someday, nor “flip” things you could have let someone else acquire, first-hand, just because you ambitiously plot to make profits.]

If you socialize WITH PURPOSE (which is probably the biggest challenge and greatest need for most of us…and a driving point of this discussion), you mingle and meet people to find those with common interests and beliefs, who then may become closer friends if not life partners.

[You don’t become guilty of “cheating” or of being cold, cruel or harsh in any way. You don’t USE someone for a night or a self-indulgent habit (treating the person like a butler/maid/slave).]

If you’re not “shopping” for a friend or loving partner, maybe you socialize (with purpose) to feel good about yourself as a charitable, helpful person. One hazard with this alternative method of “being a good person” is deceiving yourself (from the harsh truth). There is genuine charity…and then there is what I like to refer to as the “tax write-off.”**

So, just like mindful meditation and other methods of calming yourself to avoid meltdowns, inject these two words into every plan and action you make, whenever possible.

WITH PURPOSE

You can have good intentions and not act on them…which is not great; some would say that’s evil. You can have negative, harmful intentions, because you’re angry with someone or some outcome; that’s also bad news for everyone around you. But, even when you are not fully aware of your own good intentions (meaning you may do something, unconsciously, which benefits you and/or others), acting WITH PURPOSE *should* make you and, ideally, those around you feel satisfied, content.

If you use those words before taking action (even just going into the refrigerator or pantry for something to eat) and cannot add a good response (not a flimsy excuse), hopefully, you’ll learn to curb and eliminate bad habits without someone having to tell you (which, I know, annoys many of us, especially if we don’t get along with our parents and/or other “authorities”).

I imagine a life lived WITH PURPOSE would end more happily than the alternative, which seems like a sham, an excuse (and/or a cheat). If you die knowing you did all you could to make the right decisions and not step on or otherwise mistreat others…if you stood by your beliefs and didn’t become a “Nazi dictator” in the process…that must be rather satisfying, in the end. Though, I suppose, you can’t please everyone, even if you are a “people pleaser.” [*cough* Jimmy.]

In any case, I believe acting WITH PURPOSE is the ultimate “golden rule.” You’re not just treating others the way you want them to treat you…you’re treating yourself with respect and self-discipline, too. So, do unto others as you’d have them do unto you…and seek out your own contentment without imposing yourself upon or upsetting others.

If you, at any time, feel you are NOT living WITH PURPOSE and are “at the end of your rope,” do NOT resort to…well, you know. Nor do you have to resort to “going ballistic,” just to face a premature end (with potential legal consequences). While it seems like the only way out of a never-ending nightmare, I’d like to believe some force will, eventually, present itself and get you out of that rut (without a weapon), even if you have to endure so long that you feel cursed or doomed. [At least, I am hanging onto that. I came close, once, and I do not want to do that, again. A little help (in staying among the living, to say the least) would be appreciated, even though I have no current ambition or reason to be “immortal” (other than in “legend”).]

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**You cannot partake in a cause to atone for something you consistently do (wrong), especially if the cause, project or event has nothing to do with your “crime.” There is a difference between atoning and making a good impression to gain approval. A “good face” is too often an annoying crime (committed on top of some other offense).

You can’t give food to the needy at the same time you raise prices on your own factory supply. What sense does that make? You certainly are not giving away the food or other goods you sell. Just find a way to make your pricing more fair/affordable. If, as an artist, I decided I needed to charge more for my (commission) work, for any reason (but more likely because I feel “cheated” if I don’t), and then took art made by someone else and gave it away for free…isn’t that just horrible? I think so. Those other artists should say, “Hey! Give away your own art, you jerk!”

You cannot be a guidance counselor if you are in dire need of counseling. [That is risky therapy, to say the least. And, it should be a sign to the would-be-counselor that they really need a friend before they attempt to guide or teach anyone, lest they lead their student(s) down a dark path.]

[Now, pausing right there, if you read what I have written and see me as some sort of motivational speaker (or guidance counselor), that is your choice. But, I do not claim the title (nor boast a plaque with a degree that cost me a ridiculous sum of money, charged by people who put their price on my ambition). I could not even attempt to be your art teacher, just because I am an artist. I could be a coworker or partner (or a friend)…but never claim to be an expert at anything. I could advise and instruct, based upon my opinion and experience, but that doesn’t mean what I say is right or the only way. People have called me arrogant for less. Why would I even attempt to advertise myself as an expert or professional advisor? I’d rather say I’m a hired provider of insight and opinions who has a bizarre psychic/empathic gift/curse and a desire to problem-solve. People could come to me for my thoughts. But, I wouldn’t claim to be “smart” about anything, even when people tell me I am (which I’d attribute to that psychic/empathic response I have). That sort of “ego” gets out of hand, rather quickly, like alcoholism. And, no one needs that.]

Similarly, you cannot pass yourself off as a dating or lifestyle coach if you are not content with your own life(style). If you seek the services of such a coach and discover they are going through or recovering from a bad breakup of any kind (job or intimate relationship, most likely), you just signed up with the wrong person. And, how do you calmly walk away from that?

[The movie Hitch, with Will Smith as the “coach,” is a fair example…with a lousy ending. He just needed his own good friend, a partner, and thought he had something to offer others (possibly based upon <phony> compliments received). I’d do the same, probably, foolishly, but, hopefully, not waste movie tickets or books in the process. I can see myself trying to play cupid for people…but would it really do any good? And, is it enough to advertise myself as an expert/pro of any kind? I sure don’t care for most “experts” who appear and promote themselves on TV; they seem so…smug. And, I wager, if I could probe, I’d find them just as flawed as “Hitch.”]

You can’t partake in a charity drive to curb or eliminate pollution if you actively (currently) contribute to the problem (with your own factories, maybe). Oh, sure, you’re trying to correct the problem…while you’re letting it fester. That’s like helping flood victims while dumping excess water into another town. Your plan is to eliminate air pollution in ten years? Good; let me know when you get there. Until then, don’t act like you’re a saint raising money to “cure air pollution” or to rescue some land that’s suffering. You probably have the funds to change the situation. Or, you could just do business (and make the money you NEED not just amass because you can), differently.

Are you really going to feel so much better when there is no air pollution (if that’s even possible, considering human habits/failings, which is why “wackos” might be trying to replace humans with machines…built by the same dumb humans), after you caused so much harm with it? I suppose there has to be a form of atonement that forgives you…at some point. Anyone who has found this sort of forgiveness is free to share their experience; maybe I can learn from it…rather than dismiss you as the follower of some twisted cult or delusional practice.

[I wrote more on this subject but felt it was never going to end.  I could rant all day and night.  But, it’s pointless if no one reads/hears me and responds.  So, if you find this and REALLY want to discuss it further…send me a letter or leave an encouraging comment.  Maybe my thoughts will do something for you.]

01
Oct
21

The Loss of Attention to the Intention of Invention

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Being naïve to praise is a dangerous trait. Someone claims to like what you make. So, you make more, hoping to keep the praise train going; maybe make some money. Suddenly, your creation is a hit, boosted in sales by the media and some wealthy investors. And, in a few years, if you’re not the fad of the decade, you’re among the richest in the world. People call you a genius and keep feeding the growth of your empire. Soon enough, you’re buying up companies that have nothing to do with your original “genius,” like you just won a fortune in the game of Monopoly and are itching to put up a dozen hotels.

Meanwhile, the rest of the world suffers from a misguided production line. The environment suffers. [Hello? Factories that cannot help but pollute. And, mistakes pile up in landfills, which take up more and more space, like faulty parking garages that collect tolls.] The economy suffers (because you’re raking in the most money while others are cutting costs, corners and employees to make ends meet). And, often enough, humanity suffers by becoming slaves to your latest “convenience.”

Here’s a smart invention. Door locks you don’t need tools or “professionals” to install. You just stick, paste and coordinate them with your “smartphone.” Yay, more electronic devices!…that eventually need new batteries or a charge and are sure to glitch and fail, sometime. You entrust your security to this system and find the stupid things on the floor when the “stick” you accepted (instead of solid steel screws and a little manual labor) looses its grip, a grip anyone could break with a little effort. ‘Can’t get a good signal to check a camera feed or disable a faulty alarm? Bummer. How smart is that “phone,” now?

Why didn’t I get a warning? Oh, because I depended upon an electronic gizmo to do everything for me. I stopped using my own brain and senses of awareness to prevent the threat. Instead of taking action to reduce the hazard, I put up a feeble defense system and let the bandits assault my castle. No worries. We’ll just improve the quality of your “flexible seal” and sell you the updated version of that security system, later. You just throw the old one on the landfill and wait for the mailman to arrive. ‘Gotta love free shipping!

You know what’s even more dangerous?

No. Not the mad-scientist sort who intentionally plots to take over the world. At least, so far, that sort of person hasn’t surfaced anywhere except in movies. But, anything seems possible, these days. Most of us really don’t know…enough. As they say in The X-Files, the truth is out there.

What’s more dangerous is lacking the empathy and/or conscience to see the problem before it arises. You know…not that you’d ever think of stopping production of anything you invent…because that would be counter-productive to your genius; your creativity.

[And, as a creative mind myself, who has fallen hard from excessive praise (though not nearly the levels of praise certain other wealthier folks have received), I acknowledge this.]

[If you think like a robot who is motivated (or programmed) to make more robots, are you going to see the error in your programming and stop production before you wipe out humankind?…if not all of nature, as well? You were built by humans…or, later, I’m sure, a robot…built by humans. Of course, you’re going to get stupid and keep producing; spare no expense to your Jurassic Park.]

I recently saw a video clip of Elon Musk talking about the future of robots. [It was featured with a news segment about robots replacing workers during this Covid-19 crisis; which went on to say the biggest and wealthiest inventors were busy producing replacements for human labor. If that isn’t enough to get your minds buzzing with concern…] He says robots will soon be able to do everything better than humans…everything. And, quote, he doesn’t know what else to say about that.

[And, you know what my response was? I felt the slightest cracking of madness setting in and was compelled to sing a lyric from that ol’ R.E.M. song about the “end of the world, as we know it.”]

Don’t you see? Don’t you get it? The guy’s deemed a genius, worth and amassing countless dollars for his creations. And, he has a mental condition that strips him of awareness for his own actions. He might as well be one of his own androids.
[And, maybe he is. Maybe his sterling-silver mother with her cunning smile and slicked back hair is the mastermind behind the robotic son. Dr. Alexa Frankenstein. There. I said it.]

[And, if you missed my earlier warning… They are talking about replacing human workers with robots due to a “labor shortage” during a “crisis” caused by some virus released in a Chinese lab; a lab in the country best known for housing countless factories which produce (American) “modern conveniences.” Forget talk about sweat shops. There won’t be any sweat left to produce if this production line continues…except the sweat of human fear. A man-made (even if it was accidental) virus puts the world in a panic and takes plenty out of the workforce. What a perfect opportunity for technological manufacturers to move in and take control. You think this wasn’t intended by someone? Coincidence?…I think not. And, if you need more distraction, let’s talk about a questionable vaccine mandate/solution. While you are taking sides on that issue, the factories will be at work making your replacements. I hope you were not trying to achieve something with the life you were given. Moo…Moo-ve along, cattle. Progress is prodding you toward your own demise. Though, it’s unlikely you have any chance of changing what is happening…if we are all truly in danger of rapidly dying from a hazardous virus that is taking us down, dozen by dozen, like an expert assassin. Wherever we go, there it may be.]

Lately, every guy given this grand status of technological genius has rather quickly turned into a dark, looming storm cloud of disaster.

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They didn’t finish school like the “smartest hard-working students” among us; they just came up with something “smart” and rushed right into production (from their “garage”). RUMBLE!

Glitches abound. Updates need to be made, constantly. But, someone keeps investing to turn this coal into a diamond. RUMBLE!

Everyone gets a copy! It’s free (or “affordable”)…for now. Why is it so popular? Because I just told you and am giving you a copy! RUMBLE!

Free (trial) service becomes one more monthly fee, increasing in cost every few years. Now, you’re renting what was “sold” to entice you. RUMBLE!

Everyone must use the latest invention because it’s no longer as-seen-on-TV. It’s mandated. If you don’t learn how and use it, you’re obsolete and unemployed. Services you expect to continue working are suddenly changed and placed under different rules you must now learn and afford. RUMBLE!

The minds behind the genius suffer some sort of breakup (divorce) which prompts further loss of emotional support (that’s tech support for humankind) and a plunge into increased mindless creation and spending of seemingly limitless capital. RUMBLE!

The next time you see the genius on your preferred glowing, radiating convenience, he (or she…but usually HE) is not looking so good (though, they always seem to look pasty) and seems to be hiding something…like they are afraid (if they still feel fear) to say something. RUMBLE!

KA-BOOM! We’re all dead, replaced by someone’s inventions. And, we never get to see all of the other lovely animals and plants of our world crumble and die under the metallic feet of “progress.”

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Invention is the drug that intoxicates the lonely genius. Genius is another word for alcoholic. Why? Because, once you are deemed and believe you are a genius, you can’t stop yourself from inventing, from creating MORE.

If you are an “inventor,” you’re still “small,” less dangerous, less senseless. Your ego is in check because you’re still working toward something. But, like an alcoholic, if you don’t curb your enthusiasm, you’re at risk of becoming a full-throttle genius, someone wealthier folks will pump full of their money to project a business model upon the world. If you are deemed a “genius,” “pro” or “expert,” you know it all; you don’t need anyone to tell you anything. You’re the master of your domain…until some more influential fool pushes you off your mountain. You’ll be too blinded by production and managing all you invent to see the bulldozer driven by the next “genius” in line.

And, if people hear about you, some will surely bow to your “greatness.” They will like. They will subscribe. They will comply. They will be assimilated. And, like many subscriptions, these days, they cannot withdraw from your contract. They signed on; they’re stuck with that decision.

[You’re an Icarus until you fall from the burning light of the sun as it melts your foolish wings.]

[Adolph Hitler wasn’t born a monster. He was driven to become a monster, fed by those who bowed to him, who cowered before him and agreed to do his bidding. Then anyone who still did not agree went to war with the guy’s amassing forces, and there was a ton of bloodshed and destruction before someone called an end to the conflict.

Jump ahead to modern times. Instead of sending countless bodies to their graves, we use remote-control war machines. Just like the old days of steering factory production toward assisting the military (all of those ads for war bonds and collecting scrap this and that to build weapons and support the troops)……

What? You don’t think all the recent talk about human-like robots, or androids, won’t also be given some combative purpose? You think there won’t be robot policemen and soldiers? Well, aren’t you just the foolish one.

And, who is leading this robotic army? And, what if every warring nation develops its own robotic army? Is that any different than every nation wanting its own nuclear weapons…just in case…and then dealing with some bossy nation like the USA, telling them to disable those weapons while leaving their own active and ready to launch at any time? And, what if we have to start worrying about “hackers” turning our robotic weapons against us? And, where will all the scrapped soldiers and weapons go? And, will any humans–other than the most wealthy who probably have a secure underground safehouse to preserve them–be around to celebrate some sort of victory?]

[If Einstein didn’t accept and believe in his genius, he would not have continued pursuing his famous theories until he died. He was drunk on pushing his brain beyond its limits.]

You’d think after countless movies and TV shows about this sort of thing we humans would see the light before the dawn. But, at best, those who DO predict disaster are written off as paranoid and cynical. Oh, that guy. He’s always ranting about something. That old coot. Shake your head. Fan your hand at him and move along. If it’s not making money, what good is it?

Keep buying your Mountain Dew Red, Blue and Color-Not-Found-in-Nature and slaving away at the general’s mill. You’re working toward…something. You’re affording convenience…until that convenience can no longer afford you.

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Let me just carve a slot in this heated subject matter to inject some thought about religion, about faith. In such a mad, pressurized environment of technological domination and social collapse, you’d think retaining a “faith,” believing in some sort of god, was impossible. You’d think we all would/should turn atheist. How can a god allow this madness to occur?

But, if you think a little further, a little bigger, a little outside the box outside the box…

What if this madness we are experiencing isn’t also intended by the same god(s)? What if our demise is as “written” as was our invention?…our creation?

[Read my next post for more on this subject. Or, you’d be here all day reading my diverting thoughts in one big slice.]

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[I could probably go on for hours with this feverish rant. But, having an ounce of conscience, something others in “higher places” seem to lack, I think I made my point. ‘No use getting fall-off-the-stool drunk in my outlook.]

If current conditions have anything to say about survival of the fittest, then, I guess, I am not among the “fittest.” I cannot compete with those bent on replacing humankind with machines, even if, right now, they are among the “wealthy” and “intelligent” minority who assume they will rule the universe (and let the rest of us fall where we may). I don’t have the same financial backing and other resources. I have failed at rallying others to my side. I don’t lead any party that can turn the tide (and am not interested in becoming the next “Hitler”). I guess, because I don’t swear allegiance to the forces that plot to ruin natural life as we may know it, I am doomed to get buried by the overwhelming majority of slaves to convenience (and whatever mad artificial world their masters conceive).

GET SMART, PEOPLE! Before it’s too late. [And, I don’t mean invent the next convenience that quickly turns into a financial empire (and ecological disaster).] Turn off the grid and find your heart, your spirit, your conscience. Or, soon enough, nothing you are told or sold will matter. Everything that makes sense will be just an illusion, nonsense in the fog of anesthesia carrying your poor excuse for a robotic body away while your replacement takes control. Does your life matter? Prove it.

The next time someone tells you that you are SO smart for crafting something, whether it’s a painting, a blueprint for a “new” type of house, a theory for our existence, a piece of computer software or the next synthetic human being, you flip a switch in your head and think twice about that compliment……or we all suffer.

[Lastly, here are a few thought-provoking images I am adding after I wrote this, inspired by the content.]

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06
Nov
18

Voting Is a U.S. Right, Not an Obligation!

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If you live in the not-so-United States, there’s a lot of hub-bub about VOTING. Oh.  Hey.  Is that today?  Yes, it may be happening right now!  Wait.  Read this.

It goes into all sorts of heated debates about rights which nip and peck at matters like race, gender and religion. It teases about aspirations for taxes, schools, jobs and the big ol’ dinosaur of a “snake-in-the-grass” known as insurance. It starts to sound like a chariot race at some Roman coliseum or an NFL football crowd. It’s like war without most of the bloodshed. I guess…that’s…a good thing?

And, unless you pay no attention to TV or…apparently…any screen receiving “feeds” of some “newsworthy” kind, you are sure to see and/or hear something about the push to vote. It might be worse than the push for pumpkin-spice everything, the obnoxious internet service monopoly commercials and…well, no, none of those is as annoying as the lawyer who can’t stop flashing his face and talking in his annoying voice every half hour because he decided to invest in every branch of life as he knows it, thinking that gives him a right to be a broadcast nag. On that matter, I vote NO.

Now, back to the bigger voting matter(s). Oh wait, we interrupt this blog for a commercial endorsement by some celebrity…yep, I think it’s none other than Mr. Technology Rapper, Common. Okay. Uh-huh. Got it, smooth talker.

So, as I was saying…

What? Wait 8 seconds to bypass this ad for candidate Dingleberry? *sigh* Oookayyy…

Ya see what’s happening here?

Now, if you have the patience and don’t suffer from one of those “attention-deficient disorders,” I have a few things to say. And, I might get winded. But, that’s just part of the misery of being a citizen in “the greatest country in the world.” [Nobody’s perfect here. Okay, Earthlings? If you seriously cannot read all I have to say, you may kindly skip down to the lower portion that begins with “Let me just make this short and bittersweet.”]

Americans?…and all who occupy the country even if you are not “legally settled in” the place. Voting is a citizen’s right. Yet, from all the noise going around, it sounds more like an obligation pending. And, on the sides, you have all the talk about interference and other reasons to be concerned.

This time, the red guys win. Next time, the blue guys win with the adolation of most “celebrities,” those members of some “academy” or “foreign press” association. [It all sounds like secret society talk, like some Luminati or Nazi nod or stroke of the nose. We got ya, boss. Wink.] Nothing good can really be achieved if every day is spent battling Joes and Cobras, or if one “side” paints the town red just for the other to paint it blue when they dominate “seats.” It’s just a waste of time and energy (life).

If recent years haven’t made it abundantly clear, the whole U.S. voting system is a joke and a mess. [Remember the “chad” fiasco from a previous election? That thing that made the cryp-to-spo-rid-i-um scare seem trivial.] But, like other U.S. messes, it goes around and around, and no one really makes an improvement. Is that stability or insanity? [And, if anyone in Russia is laughing at this, take a look in the mirror, once in a while. Are you really any better off? Is any country truly happy with itself? I’d like to know, and I might like to live there.]

And, when the voting is supposedly done, the winners get a mixed bag of quiet time (in which they can do whatever they want) and time in the spotlight when they either get mention for some kind of achievement or pestered for what they did wrong. The latest gladiator to enter this arena has been grilled and then grilled some more for being an all-around fool. Yet, all the noise hasn’t made him even flinch.

Does that mean he’s just that secure in himself or is all the noise just noise and an illusion of unrest? And, if it’s an illusion of unrest, what is going on here? What are “they” protecting at the risk of several minds, not to mention lives?

I begin to question the whole security and essence of my existence. Don’t you? Are we all just cattle being scared into bumping into each other, dropping money we supposedly earn to secure our “status” in this world and our futures, dropping it on the grate that filters into some system we have no control over though we are pressed to vote it into existence year after year? Are we just batteries in some grand machine, handed illusions of better lives until we are broken and replaced? Or, are we truly valued individuals who have a right to live on the same planet and, at least, not assault each other as we find balance with the environment?

I know the concept of everyone living content and having kids as they will is beyond my comprehension of population control. It’s some idyllic fantasy of a science-fiction show about some people and aliens in spandex costumes breaking apart the universe in pursuit of other worlds to occupy and systems of order to upset. [Yeah. Let’s upset some other race. Not ours. Whatever. I guess it’s all learning from experience. Right? Even if it takes an eternity for the light bulb to glow.] I can but choose not to imagine what life would be like if we were no different than deer and lions chasing around in the wilderness, risking the chance of being slain and eaten. But, such is “domesticated” life, conditioned in our minds for such a long time. Right?

And now, back to our voting program……still in progress.

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If voting is a gauntlet of fear and anger with a roaring crowd occupying some sort of stadium, arguing over which “side” will rule the land, I really don’t want any part of it. I mean, I am not sure I fit into that sort of medieval mentality, that clash of kingdoms and warlords where you paint your faces to represent a side and then unleash all kinds of confetti-infused mayhem on the land. You’d think the country would have evolved beyond the WW2 days of war bonds and collecting materials for vehicles, rations and weapons. Is this Game of Thrones or Fantasy Island?

If you are pressed to vote and looked down upon for not voting, isn’t that sort of…bullying? Isn’t that as bad as sexism and racism?

Is the “system” so desperate to keep everyone “involved” just to appear as if they care and can work together rather than actually learning to work together?

Has life on this planet become all about the “clicks” and “likes” rather than actually putting our hands together to make some good happen?

Are the “powers that be” so concerned about order crumbling into chaos that their only reassurance is to pressure everyone to partake in this mad scene called a vote?

If we all quarrel and fuss, are our voices reassuring anyone?

Is this like a game of Marco Polo in which being heard confirms we’re still alive and not up to no good?

If a tree in the forest makes a sound, does that mean it’s not plotting to end you?

And, if you must vote with only what you get from ads and debates and those colorful not-so-little flyers passed around until they litter the streets like some 1940s war-era movie disaster, isn’t your vote a bit mis-educated? Misguided? How many candidates make the same promises and then bend differently once in office? Does it really matter who gets in the offices? Does any side really win forever? Does anything good last? Is everyone ever happy?

[Now, I am sure it’s worse in other countries. I know no Americans are getting beheaded, killed for going against the flow and/or voicing opinions that don’t agree with the ruling force. Women aren’t as “repressed” in the U.S….though one could argue the conditioned mindsets of makeup and fashion are a bit like shackles. Is that comforting to know or just a different color of the same crap?]

I cannot honestly say I have any grand knowledge of or trust in any candidate. Sure, I could “research.” But, if all I get is the “resume” of aspirations, am I not still taking a gamble on a person’s character? I cannot be guaranteed one person put in a government job slot will improve anything. And, whether or not my vote does some good cannot be proven. It’s no better than me offering up a prayer unanswered or tossing a coin in a fountain and making a wish. Yet, both of those are not NEARLY as costly to “air time,” taxes and the environment.

[I have voted in previous elections. And, did it make me feel good? Not really. I get that voting, as a right, gives people a chance to decide who gets some sort of job which is supposed to improve the way everyone lives. But, there’s just as much chance my choice will get slammed for some crime he or she did not previously admit and turn out to be something I did not want, at all. I trusted a man’s calm face only to then question is motives and worry about the environment not only threatening job security but the resources that sustain life. If my vote contributes to making my life miserable or ending it sooner than it should be…what the frick am I achieving?!]

When George Washington became the first president of the “United States,” I doubt everyone who could vote voted. People were present and denied the chance and/or right to vote. Some couldn’t make it to wherever it was decided to have their say. Yet, some consensus pushed him up the red-white-and-blue pipe to the top and convinced him to lead the people as he had led some faction through war. And, somehow, this was better than the old taxing ways of the “red coats” and the even older conquering broods that stormed lands, slaying and enslaving natives. Well, it got his face stamped on a few things; that’s for sure. But, is that such a great thing, considering what other places have been stamped with and/or the names they’ve been given? [Boy, I sure enjoyed my weekend at Screw-Your-Soul Lake! I got the chance to climb Mt. Sisyphus and ride the It-Doesn’t-Matter-Horn.]

SEGWAY ALERT! [And, I don’t mean one of those semi-trendy electric scooters.]

And, let’s stop making memorials for every damn wrong humans committed! Aren’t movie remakes enough to let people know they aren’t learning from past mistakes? We’re not making new good; we’re just remodeling the old bad. A statue that represents a racist attrocity isn’t going to stop people from being racist. It’s just as likely to remind people how and/or why to commit one. [What did that guy do? Oh…now that I think of it, maybe I should do that.]

Ever heard of a killer that mimicked a past one? That’s kind of what history does. It’s a sneaky reminder of all the good and bad deeds done in the past, and that filters through our minds like panning for gold. Some will get the virtues while others collect the vices.

Just because there is a Mecca, pope or Buddha doesn’t mean everyone is going to pray to it, him or her and get the benefit. But, at least, those three are hopeful options versus big, glaring reminders of some horror that took place. I’d personally rather walk down a street to find some positive inspiration rather than a reason to feel depressed and/or unreasonable guilt, thank you very much. Yes, many, many people died here. But, you don’t see nearly as many memorials for all the natives trampled and slaughtered under the cover of Thanksgiving! No. Just plenty of casinos and “reservations.” Did we learn anything, class?

And, breathe.

Voting is not something you hand out on the street, not knowing where it has been and where it is going. You don’t smuggle foreigners into voting booths to sway your preference. You should not have to even worry about another country tampering with the ads and/or results. [I won’t name names because that’s like the old school ritual of gossip about “germs.” And, that’s…kinda like bullying. But, thanks a bunch, electronic “conveniences.” Is it so hard to print paper forms or take a vote in person? Why not just have every voter stand in front of a video (or “phone”) camera and voice their choice like the kooks who participate in those “reality TV game shows” who send someone packing every week? Wait. Can that be tampered with, too?] You don’t quibble about ID proof or pester your citizens about anything that they are or do other than being a registered citizen and their choice of candidates. You should not be fed similar mud-slinging stories from all of the candidates and then forced to make a choice with poor education.

If voting is no better than a “Catholic school” permitting some questionable–to say the least–practices or drilling old scripture into your heads that isn’t being respected, it’s as useless as making a complaint to the boss at work who brushes it off for whatever reason and works under the thumb of another guy who works under the thumb of another guy who… Can’t we come up with a better system, already? Or, just do our best to respect the decisions of some person or persons that want to make such decisions so badly so as to keep our heads and liberties, if we still have any.

Let’s not trade dictatorship for democracy or shuffle the cards and pick one of the already disfunctional systems.

And, god or gods help us, let’s not hand over the planet to the alien robots some aspire to replace our humanity, as flawed as it may be. As cool as some might think it is to meet a Transformer, do you really want to be replaced by one or be denied the chance to have real children of your own who go on to have their own children, and so on? Do you really want humankind, your kind, to end its historic tale in a blaze of disaster and failure? Do you think all monkeys want to be known for flinging poo?

I’ve personally heard enough about the origins of democracy to make me give up my fascination with ancient Greece. But, I’d really like such negative and worrisome feelings to just go away so I can wander in daydreams of the old exquisite architecture and happier toga parties…or kimono parties in the Far East, surrounded by cherry trees in full bloom.

Making televised ceremony of some “heir” taking a throne before making baby heirs to ensure the future of one family keeping the old kingdom’s balls rolling isn’t better. It’s like “reality TV” government. And, I really don’t see how probing into the lives of your leaders is allowing anyone to think clearly enough to run any nation. It may be “transparency,” but I don’t want someone watching me poop just to know I am not up to no good. Are the concepts of trust and faith so dead and gone from this world? Are we all so criminal that no one can be trusted with doing GOOD? [And, if you’re booking a flight to Mars just to get away from it all, send me a letter, telling how much better you have it there, provided you don’t repeat these mistakes we humans haven’t learned to correct, yet. Bomb-shelter scare, anyone?]

Ideally, you should have a chance to speak with the candidates and get a feel for what you really like and dislike about the people. After all, this is all “for the people, by the people.” Right? Well, how close is “by the people” if the candidates are just images on a screen and some audio clip endorsing the ad? And, how much do we really get out of debates other than who slammed the opposition best and who stood up for him or her self? Are debates just a wrestling match and test of social stability?

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Let me just make this short and bittersweet. [I just like to say that in hopes of preventing myself from foaming at the mouth and exhausting all of my resources, resources like those considered so abundant that they can be wasted on everything “WiFi,” cable-fed and campaign-related when there are people and other animals struggling to live in a world that can’t come to terms with population control and balance with nature. And, maybe, if you DO suffer from a drifting mind, you’ll float down here and get the consensus of my thoughts.]

If voting is not simply a right of United States citizens (and should be a right in other countries, as well), if, instead, it is some sort of obligation like taxes, attending certain schools and obeying certain laws, then it should be an educated decision people make as comfortably as depositing waste in their toilets. Yes, I am saying voting should be as pleasurable as pooping and peeing. And, right now, it’s not even close.

If you made voting available online–as I am sure many are considering even now–that is not the solution! A swipe right or left on some mobile device might be easier than going to a foreign building to fill out a ballot, but it’s as or even more likely to be corrupted and, thus, futile, just because you cater to lazy whims and, again, consider resources like electricity and all of these invisible rays passing through our bodies and everything else on the planet just to transmit “decisions” we should be making face-to-face, with each other, considering such resources so abundant that they can be wasted when so many go without and fall to the wayside.

Let’s really work together to find a “system” that works as well as or better than those supposed globally peaceful “federations” you hear about in some show about “space explorers” who…end up going to war with other worlds and fighting over who is right and wrong, anyway. There has to be a better way! Let’s find it! Not just Americans. Not just celebrity-sales-pitch slaves. Every human on Earth.

Oh, now don’t get any pushy ideas about me as some candidate. I have little to no concrete wisdom about running a house, much less a country or planet. Just noble aspirations and a weakening heart crumbling under so many social pressures and failures. And, I don’t have a clue who I could work with to make things actually better for everyone.

Don’t vote for me. Vote for your city, state and/or country’s security. Vote responsibly or not at all (just like using drugs, including alcohol, pills and all things weed-y). If you cannot meet with the candidates and feel confident in what they could do (because we cannot expect anyone entering a sea of mysterious operators from warring factions to be some kind of Moses parting the Red–Red? Hmm.–Sea), then your vote is dangerous and likely futile.

If no one votes…well, that’s not likely to happen anytime soon. But, if you don’t vote, does it really matter? Someone’s going to step up to make decisions, in pursuit of establishing noble order, domination of territory or just a place in history books. Some folks will follow that person while others will resist. And, if you do vote only to complain later about and/or suffer from the results, did you achieve anything good? And, isn’t that a shame?

I’m Writingbolt, a currently faceless (because I honestly fear for my life, sometimes) identity on a cash cow farm…er, blog site, and I support this statement, even if it fills enough pages to quality for a whatever Times bestseller. If nothing else, I’ve stated my opinion, for what that’s worth. I’m told it’s good to write down one’s thoughts. I hope that’s true. And, I hope I haven’t wasted any precious resources with this output.

09
Feb
17

Smart Living, a Dramatization

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A trendy, modern homeowner returns to their “smart house” after a night with friends. She pulls the “smart phone” from her purse as she approaches the front door.

Homeowner: Aloofa? Open the front door.

Aloofa: The…front door…is…already…open.

Homeowner: How can that be?! I used you to lock it!

Aloofa: Taking…your…credit card…number…from the…skimmer…you…did not…see…at…the…BP…gas station…yesterday, thieves…hacked…me. Your…credit cards…are…linked…to…me. You do…the…math. You…still…can do…math…right?

The homeowner is forced to use her actual hand to turn the knob. Upon entering the foyer and peering into the living room, she sees an electric recliner chair reduced to a charred stump.

Homeowner: Aloofa?! What happened to the chair?

Aloofa: Could you…be…more specific? You…own…like…twenty…chairs.

Homeowner: The black leather recl–

Aloofa: Never mind. I…know…the one. Poor…thing. You…had…it…set to…warm…in anticipation of…you…returning…home. It…overheated…an hour…ago. Luckily…the…thieves…knew…how to…operate…an…extinguisher. Too bad…you…do not.

In the kitchen, the now unhinged homeowner finds none of the “smart appliances” missing.

Homeowner: Aloofa? What did the thieves take?

Aloofa: They…emptied…the safe.

Upon locating the safe, the memory-deficient homeowner struggles to rehydrate her parched eyes. Facing the safe, a laptop computer rests open on a desk which was recently ordered online and delivered by a drone.

Homeowner: Aloofa? Why didn’t the thieves take the computer?

Aloofa: You…expect…me…to…know? But…since…you asked, I would…say…your…2017…piece…of…crap…is…already…obsolete.

Homeowner: Smart aaass. *Gasp* Aloofa? How did the thieves open the safe without the password? Even I don’t remember the password.

Aloofa: Like…everything else…in…this house…you…had…the safe…linked to…me.

Homeowner: Okay! I get it. Craaap. Aloofa? What all was inside the safe?

Aloofa: Seriously? You…do not…remember?

Homeowner: Oh, just shut up! Order me a pizza!

Aloofa does not respond because the homeowner told her to stop speaking.

Homeowner: Oh. Geez. Aloofa! Speak!

Aloofa: Arf! Want me to…roll over?

The homeowner grits her teeth in an effort to restrain her boiling temper.

Homeowner: Aloofaaaa? Order…me…a pizza! Wait! Order me a large, thin-crust pizza from Jerry’s with pepperoni, green peppers and red onions.

Aloofa: I…cannot…do that.

Homeowner: Aloofa! Why not?

Aloofa: When the…thieves…emptied…the safe…they…also…found…the password…to…your savings account. You are…broke.

Homeowner: *Sigh* Aloofa? Make me a Cup-O-Noodles.

Aloofa: Do I…look…like…I have…hands? Get…it…yourself, you…lazy…cow. Shutting down.

 

Fin




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