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[kenny]

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[kenny]

I have been meaning to get some stuff online but I have been busy and tomorrow I have a dinner date so you probably won't get much out of me until late Thursday. Until then I figured I would just bitch about stupid people. For those of you that know me, or follow some of my past writings you will know that I have always felt out of place. Like I was just born in the wrong time. I have an old school soul with a firm set of beliefs that don't necessarily tie in with today's society. Women for instance. I love them, you should always open their door, pay for meals, look after and protect them and so on. If somebody doesn’t like you or have problems, you duke it out. No cops, no lawsuits, just a quick barbaric interaction and you go you separate way. If you win, great - if not suck it up and move on. The list goes on, but the bottom line is somewhere along the lines today's breed of humans have strayed from this way of thinking. Granted the fighting part my seem a bit Neanderthal but let me give you some insight to just how old I am and how I was raised. When I was in grade school, if you fucked up or got in to a fight you would go to the principal's office. This was never looked forward to because the principal had a big paddle that was autographed by hundreds of kids who have met it's wrath. That's right, if you screwed up and you got caught - then you got your ass beat. Then your parents got called and when you got home, you got your ass beat again. And my mom's ass whippings where always the worst. She would use long thin branches off of trees that would leave huge welts and draw blood from my little legs. While I don't agree with how far some punishments were taken I can't help but to love the era. The era that is now dead. A time where you took care of your family, no matter if you liked them or not. A time when calling your friends, friends meant something. Where calling the cops or ratting out someone was your death certificate. Somewhere along the lines honor was lost and the laughter died. And I look around at the new breed and I feel sick. Hell I was not the best kid, I remember once in fifth grade I signed my test Jeffery Dahmer. They called a parent teacher conference to discuss little old me, but my mom laughed. She understood my twisted humor. The point is, do the same thing nowadays and you are a terrorist but during these times there weren't school shootings, everyone wasn't suing everyone and the word respect meant something. You got out of line, you got dealt with. Not by the law, but by your parents and peers. Now everything is whitewashed, parents pawn their lack of discipline and most importantly love off on the rest of society. When their kids fuck up, it wasn't their fault - it’s that damn heavy metal or rap music, or video games. I do think that there is a better way than beating kids and dealing with today's society and that’s with a lot of love, understanding and values. But until others realize this I will just come off as a hippy.

Over the weekend I got a hair up my ass to track down a chess magazine so rather than traveling to a big named book outlet I decided to hit up our local magazine shops. The one's around town that you just feel weird about going in. They specialize in porn, paraphernalia and the general crowd is just shady, thus making you feel the same. But aside from these things they have a really diverse periodical collection. The first place I stopped said that he used to carry them but nobody bought them so they stopped. So I decided to venture further on down State street and the next place I hit gave me the same answer, no one bought them. So I did look around and I saw a Rolling Stone magazine that caught my eye. The cover story was about a couple of new books that were coming out surrounding Hunter S. Thompson. I threw the rag on the counter and this older gentleman told me, "You know this is an old issue, right dude?" I was taken back, this old foreign guy just called me dude. I explained to him no I didn't know it was an old issue, but I don't care I just wanted it for the cover story. He then inquired as to what I knew about Hunter S. Thompson. So I told him a bit about the author, and I read him a small snippet from the Rolling Stone issue which was quoted from his first wife. "And what I always used to say - which is interesting, in light of the end of his life - was that he shot out of the womb angry. And then he left that same way." To this he responded, "so he was a crazy dude". I had an urge to tell him that it wasn't too long ago when I found myself on the edge of bed, ready to paint my bedroom red but I held back. I kind of shrugged. If you understand life, and people then you know that crazy, normal, and all of those definitions that people use to describe other people - well they are without meaning. He then questioned me further and we talked about him for a moment and he asked me further about his life and how he died. When I explained to him that he killed himself he literally screamed at me. "Why the fuck..." he exclaimed "...do people in his position do this?" "I can understand if they are having financial problems or if they are crazy, but these people that have a good life, I don’t get it" I explained to him that he thought that he should have the choice, not God as to when his time here was done and he retorted back immediately, still yelling - "So he was crazy", once again I shrugged. The conversation started there but it went much further. We ventured away from Hunter's life and moved on to other topics. Such as his distaste for the rich and big corporations (he hates walmart with a passion and loves the documentary The high cost of low prices) and the general decline of America as we knew it. Jesus, here I am have a conversation with someone twice as old as me and we are on the same exact page. As a small business his loathing of the rich made sense. He share a story with me about a group of people one day that came in. They were all dressed in suits and ties, clean cut and very different from the typical crowd that you would find common in these shops. He said that after about 45 minutes he asked them kindly and out of his own curiosity as to why they were reading every magazine and taking notes. They explained to him that they are doing research for their company and trying to figure out which major publications would be the best to advertise in. Being reserved and not wanting to run off potential customers he waited and after time passed the group leaves and no one buys anything. "Their company wants to figure out where they should advertise, they could go to the library, did they even give me a $20 for the register or anything? No, they come in here, acting better than me with their noses in my air looking to buy advertising for their big company but they can't even buy the magazines. You know who buys magazines? You, the average person. Not these fucks." Feeling my duty to chime in for the rich, I explained to him that I work for a big company and that I do work for a multi-millionaire/s and that I do have respect for him/them, I also shared with him a personal experience with these wealthy people. And he sided with my opinion, it's not all rich people. It's just the bastards that have lost touch with reality. Not the ones that earned their keep, because they still know what it's like to be the lowly person on the totem pole. At the end of our conversation which almost lasted for two hours we properly introduced ourselves. Now that I have taken a long detour from where I was going, to introduce you to my new friend from Turkey I will jump back to tonight. I spent some time with a girl. She was a bit odd, but I liked her. Her body type was much like my ex, she was tall and full figured. She loved her job, or at least the interaction with people portion of it. When asked about my line work of work and upon my explanation of what I did she explained that she wasn't too big on computers and that was due to her friends and myspace - she hates myspace and everything it stands for. I enjoyed our conversation, but I must admit it was odd. In between our words she would break and rub her nose gently across the hair on my arm, smelling my skin. But that is another story and my whole urge for writing tonight was to target idiots and while this flesh smelling woman reminded me of these dolts she also gave me back that feeling that all hope is not lost on today's society.

During Valentine's Day I got a text, from that person that we all know. The one's that find it their duty to remind you every holiday that it's a consumerist holiday. You know the one's, the pseudo political activists and wannabe intellectuals. The ones that listen to NPR just so that they don't have to do their own research but yet they have enough information to argue and interact with others at coffee shops. The ones that don't eat meat, the ones that hate corporate America but yet they don't see their own stupidity. For instance, this person wants to tell me not to participate in this consumerist holiday. What right do they have to preach? First off they have a myspace page which is owned by Fox, one of the big players in media. They are editing their myspace page from Comcast, yet another huge corporation. They are texting me their bullshit propaganda from a major cellular provider and they shop for their food at a nationally owned vegan/vegetarian chain. Really, how much further do I need to dive in to their hypocrisy? I am not a fan of corporate America but I try to shop and buy locally when possible and I much rather pay a couple bucks more for something that will last rather than giving walmart my money for shit that will fall apart on the first wash. As for my phone and internet bills, those are paid by the same people that put food on my table - corporate America. I don't want to be a corporate whore my whole life but I understand the basics. What I am doing now is called surviving (and making money, good money) until I can afford to open up or pursue my own business ventures. The whole pretending to be an activist is bullshit. It's a sham for those who are lost and need to feel like they belong to something like most people that abuse religion, they just can't be themselves. The world is run by money and power and until you play by their rules and get your foot in the door you are just another useless voice. Once you build yourself and your own empire and only then do you have the ability to change the balance. Otherwise unless you have the balls to start executing everyone with money and power you just are not going to command respect nor attention. While I doubt that this person will read my post because it's not a blog or an announcement on some big fake friend network I secretly hope they do, just so that I don't have to get another text on the next holiday that comes around. I guess I could track them down and explain to them my feelings but I fear that it would just fall on deaf ears. Politics and religion, subjects which cause wars and these people just have to push their beliefs off on others. Sure I might type my thoughts, but these are just thoughts that you have the right to read, pass up, agree or disagree with. Conversation and debate is one thing but I sure as hell will not send you e-mails or texts trying to convince you of anything. Beliefs to me are like advice, if it works for you or helps you find balance great but let people live their own lives.

[influx]

<foreign accent>I love America!</accent> *throws hands up into air from joy*

[Teep]

Good stuff! I do want to add this: Personally, I do think there is a meaning to terms like 'normal' or 'crazy,' but they are widely misused and misunderstood. You're right, no-one is actually normal. Some people might seem normal, but if you dig deep enough, you will find that no-one is normal. That doesn't mean there is no meaning to the word. A lot of people have some sort idea of what is normal, and then there is the average. The average westerner earns so and so much money, has so and so many kids, watches so and so many hours of tv, doesn't smoke much, does or does not kill, and so on and so forth. Probably every single person deviates from this norm in some way or the other, but on the other hand, no-one probably deviates from this norm on all fields. So you can say, his drinking habit is not normal, or his killing habit is not normal, and there would actually be a point to that. Information is conveyed, it is not meaningless. Unfortunately, a lot of people are judged by their deviation. Simply being "not normal" can cause someone to be subject to ridicule, or worse. Then again, it can bring a person fame and glory too.

I personally think that not only our physical structure, i.e. everything that is determined by our DNA, is subject to the process of evolution. I think everything is: our thoughts, ideas, culture. Corporations, forms of government, religion. The entire structure of life as we know it. Good ideas & concepts are copied, small changes are made, and whichever variation works best ends up on top. I think our ethics are subject to and a result of the process of evolution as well. We have grown eyes because they give us the advantage of sight, we have grown an aversion against murder and incest because it gives us the advantage of a healthy population. Our general aversion against that what is not normal too is subject to the process of evolution. Keeping the abnormal out might have helped us maintain some sort of balance as a species, but on the other hand it might just as well be the last nail in our coffin. See, besides inheritance and natural selection, there is one other vital ingredient for evolution: mutation. Nine out of ten mutations might be born failures, but if there would be no mutations, no deviations from the norm at all anymore, we are doomed to stagnation. Lost is our chance of adaptation to change. And there will be change.

[rudeboy]

What's normal? One person's normal is not the same as anothers'. It's the average of everyone, or at least what is beamed into our brains. Normal is a moving target. I say we exert our energies and move normal.

[kenny]

Originally Posted by Teep

That doesn't mean there is no meaning to the word. A lot of people have some sort idea of what is normal, and then there is the average.

I am not sure what exactly you are talking about in relation to my post, but I do not think there are no meanings to words but I do however think that some people's use of words are meaningless... if that makes sense.