The most meritless claim a man can stake is any kind of privilege by birthright.
Yet there is a whole population of people who think that they are specialer than others merely for the circumstances in which they were born. Circumstances they themselves had no influence over.
That population I am referring to are the U.S. citizens who act as if it's wrong for undocumented immigrants to seek refuge in our country. These people think that only they and their fellow born-on-U.S.-soil folk get to enjoy the fruit of the location, and that all them foreign folk should get 'Fuck back into their country. It's as if this is their land. If asked whether the United States of America should give the entire continent back to the Natives who lived here first and who had their soil violently torn from many of their lifeless fingers, how do you think said two-faced folks would respond? I'd give you a hint, but then I'd have to slap you.
It's one thing to fight for "your own" I expect nothing less from anyone. But it's another thing altogether to act as if you fight for this "right" that you and "your own" possess merely because you were born a certain way, or under certain conditions. Have some respect and definitely some humility because you look like nothing more than a selfish, short sighted monster when you treat other people like you get the special treatment just because you were born in a specific spot on this planet.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
This Really Scares Me!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWk50yISKaE
When a public representative can go on national t.v. and essentially become a soulless robot, stringing out sentences of keywords, utterly ignoring the questions being asked there is obviously something to worry about.
I mean this man wants power, and the way he's going to do that is by being a refined propaganda machine! What does that say about his intentions and capabilities as a leader of people? It says he's going to appeal to the non-thinking parts of his voting constituency, and that the vote is all that matters. Beyond that, there needs to be no substance because he'll just fall back to steamrolling your needs with propaganda when he lets you down from a seat of power.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
When a public representative can go on national t.v. and essentially become a soulless robot, stringing out sentences of keywords, utterly ignoring the questions being asked there is obviously something to worry about.
I mean this man wants power, and the way he's going to do that is by being a refined propaganda machine! What does that say about his intentions and capabilities as a leader of people? It says he's going to appeal to the non-thinking parts of his voting constituency, and that the vote is all that matters. Beyond that, there needs to be no substance because he'll just fall back to steamrolling your needs with propaganda when he lets you down from a seat of power.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Friday, July 16, 2010
O Atheist! O Atheist!
Thy Leaves are So Unchanging!
It had to come up eventually: Atheism.
I once considered myself one, although I always hated the name. It was an ideology that I naturally flocked to because it represented living aware, and against a system that the masses sucked on despite all of its bitter flavors.
Much has changed since those times and today I have a gripe with the group as a whole. My observations of most Atheists to-date has led me to see a very deep crack in the armor of contemporary mainstream Atheism: it's merely a shadow image of big brother Religion. That is to say, most people who call themselves Atheists define that self-imposed identity by what they find absurd in holy scripture (Bible, Quran, etc).
"I don't believe in old men in the sky w/beards, or talking fire-bushes. I only believe in science; that's met its burden of proof."
"That book has fostered inhumane and irrational wars in the name of a God. Women have been raped and killed because of the Hoh Kus Poh Kus 'men of faith' teach. 'Witchcraft' never came from an Atheist."
"Two of every animal on earth in a single boat? Hah! Only an idiot, a SHEEP, would believe that shit. I LAUGH at those fools."
I hope I've said enough to clarify my point. Basically, Atheists are little more than pragmatically aimless rebels with an anti-cause. Not all of them, I'm sure. But I have yet to meet one that stands out from the pack. They thrive on comparing the stupidest parts of Religion to the best parts of Science/Rationality.
I once had a debate w/an old friend who I consider a pretty smart guy. He's an avid Atheist. It was funny because as we argued, he kept trying to back me into the wall he was so used to people backing themselves into. Once he realized rational, and logical arguments could be made against his own system, he inevitably had to back down, resorting to what I call "equal parts faith."
What this mentality has done is effectively polarized the field into one that looks all too familiar. Skeptics on the Left, and Believers on the Right. Skeptics so eager to prove the Believers wrong, and the believers so ready to dismiss any rational understandings of their own doctrines that both sides are blinded to the inherent necessity of the other.
Where there was once great potential, there is now only another piece of the establishment. Although this article is about the Atheist, it speaks true to the other side as well. But to the original point: Atheists as a whole have failed to see the flaws in their own doctrine, and to build from it a better solution. A solution that presents a view of the world, and humanity that even the believer folk can get behind. One that undigs the trenches this unnecessary war.
I'll end this with a point given by Mahatma Ghandi that speaks sooo many truths: "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." Paving a better path requires more than just sitting pretty and merely pointing at a broken system.
Many nights DTC.
Addison
It had to come up eventually: Atheism.
I once considered myself one, although I always hated the name. It was an ideology that I naturally flocked to because it represented living aware, and against a system that the masses sucked on despite all of its bitter flavors.
Much has changed since those times and today I have a gripe with the group as a whole. My observations of most Atheists to-date has led me to see a very deep crack in the armor of contemporary mainstream Atheism: it's merely a shadow image of big brother Religion. That is to say, most people who call themselves Atheists define that self-imposed identity by what they find absurd in holy scripture (Bible, Quran, etc).
"I don't believe in old men in the sky w/beards, or talking fire-bushes. I only believe in science; that's met its burden of proof."
"That book has fostered inhumane and irrational wars in the name of a God. Women have been raped and killed because of the Hoh Kus Poh Kus 'men of faith' teach. 'Witchcraft' never came from an Atheist."
"Two of every animal on earth in a single boat? Hah! Only an idiot, a SHEEP, would believe that shit. I LAUGH at those fools."
I hope I've said enough to clarify my point. Basically, Atheists are little more than pragmatically aimless rebels with an anti-cause. Not all of them, I'm sure. But I have yet to meet one that stands out from the pack. They thrive on comparing the stupidest parts of Religion to the best parts of Science/Rationality.
I once had a debate w/an old friend who I consider a pretty smart guy. He's an avid Atheist. It was funny because as we argued, he kept trying to back me into the wall he was so used to people backing themselves into. Once he realized rational, and logical arguments could be made against his own system, he inevitably had to back down, resorting to what I call "equal parts faith."
What this mentality has done is effectively polarized the field into one that looks all too familiar. Skeptics on the Left, and Believers on the Right. Skeptics so eager to prove the Believers wrong, and the believers so ready to dismiss any rational understandings of their own doctrines that both sides are blinded to the inherent necessity of the other.
Where there was once great potential, there is now only another piece of the establishment. Although this article is about the Atheist, it speaks true to the other side as well. But to the original point: Atheists as a whole have failed to see the flaws in their own doctrine, and to build from it a better solution. A solution that presents a view of the world, and humanity that even the believer folk can get behind. One that undigs the trenches this unnecessary war.
I'll end this with a point given by Mahatma Ghandi that speaks sooo many truths: "You must be the change you wish to see in the world." Paving a better path requires more than just sitting pretty and merely pointing at a broken system.
Many nights DTC.
Addison
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Now the Military?
Well, that's what this article says.
It's pretty discouraging to see the gun arm of this country getting involved in politics. I wonder how that arm would swing. Hmmm. I don't think weapons really served as good brains, but then again sense seems what I think is becoming more marginalized as our country moves to the right as a whole.
Sad times.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
It's pretty discouraging to see the gun arm of this country getting involved in politics. I wonder how that arm would swing. Hmmm. I don't think weapons really served as good brains, but then again sense seems what I think is becoming more marginalized as our country moves to the right as a whole.
Sad times.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Engineering parent/childhoods
I've made a decision recently, to soon begin the writing of children's stories. Do I want to publish them? No. Do I want to not publish them? Not necessarily. What are they for then? In the event that I find myself some day with a child to care for, I want to have stories for them that will give them what they need to grow up in our world.
I figure, so many people today have such little time to care for their children. Work tends to be the cause. We work so much, and have so little time to spend with the children themselves. Am I going to be an exception to this tendency for adults to have time for their children? Probably not. So what does that leave me in terms of options? Well, while I'm still young irresponsible, and have few responsibilities, I might as well get to building the things that will ease parenthood: essentially make the things that I will one day not have the time to make.
But let's get this straight, I'm not just creating stories here. My intentions are fully to do my best in engineering the growth of a human being. Just as we are all products of our environments, I wish to construct stories meant to infuse the best possible values into the child's understanding of the world. It happens all the time with a popular book called The Bible. Basically a compilation of events arranged to set the grounds for morality into the people who believe/read it.
I don't know how successful this idea will be, but I'm only going to do my best, and hope for the rest. As soon as I finish writing my other "short" I'm gonna embark on this project.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison
I figure, so many people today have such little time to care for their children. Work tends to be the cause. We work so much, and have so little time to spend with the children themselves. Am I going to be an exception to this tendency for adults to have time for their children? Probably not. So what does that leave me in terms of options? Well, while I'm still young irresponsible, and have few responsibilities, I might as well get to building the things that will ease parenthood: essentially make the things that I will one day not have the time to make.
But let's get this straight, I'm not just creating stories here. My intentions are fully to do my best in engineering the growth of a human being. Just as we are all products of our environments, I wish to construct stories meant to infuse the best possible values into the child's understanding of the world. It happens all the time with a popular book called The Bible. Basically a compilation of events arranged to set the grounds for morality into the people who believe/read it.
I don't know how successful this idea will be, but I'm only going to do my best, and hope for the rest. As soon as I finish writing my other "short" I'm gonna embark on this project.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison
Thursday, June 10, 2010
A list of the Greats...That I must get.
This is but a personal list of some of the most tasteful movies I've yet to get.
Movies:
Kung Fu Panda
District 9. (check)
T.v. Series:
Avatar: The last airbender
Short for now. Til next time.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Movies:
Kung Fu Panda
District 9. (check)
T.v. Series:
Avatar: The last airbender
Short for now. Til next time.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
On parting ways...
I have to remember that parting ways is often more permanent than I would prefer it. We're talking about between friends, lovers, and everything in between.
Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you just can't bridge gaps. What remains to comfort in light of this fact, is that new bridges will naturally form with time.
There are so many things I would like to say to so many people I once knew, but will never get the chance. Too bad. Then again, there are things to be said to people I'm still in touch with, but can't just because of social restrictions. I'll just have to say it all here. However, as no clues will be offered to who the people are, this is a one time shot. Once said, even I may forget who the point was referenced to.
Person 1. I hate recalling the things you did, but could never do without the lessons I learned from them. You meant well, but fell so short being a mostly good memory. I love what I gained from you, but hate how I had to gain it. Let's not mention too clearly how I'm also ashamed of recalling some of my own actions here.
Person 2. I'm glad I met you. You showed me that flaws exist even in the people I initially see as flawless. You also showed me that even the best intentions may go un-acted without proper aggression. We may never grow close, but I'm definitely open to it.
Person 3. You were my biggest childhood influence, yet when I see snippets of you and your personality now I'm glad we never connected the dots. From what little I've come across, you haven't changed that much, I just see things through a different lens.
Person 4. My friend, what happened? It's a shame that things had to come to a close with such an apparent lack of interest on your part. Especially considering how much fun we once had. I will remain open to the future possibilities, though I wouldn't hold my breath. Hope all is well anyway.
Person 5. She's no good for the you that I know you could be, but perhaps that's no longer--scratch that, never was important. You've always been pretty closed off, which makes being upset with you a little difficult, but maybe that doesn't matter either. I hope you don't screw yourself in the long run.
Person 6. I'm impressed with you. It took some time, but in my eyes you've come a long way. I look forward to seeing your progress for many years to come.
Person 7. You really helped me during a hard time. Thanks, and I hope we keep in touch for a long time to come.
Person 8. You were crazy. As much as I hated having known you, you were still a required, albeit lowly, first step to getting where I am now. For the record, I harbor no more ill feelings towards you, but it's still a shame the way you turned out.
Person 9 & 10. For the both of you, a part of me will probably wonder for the next few years what could have been. But it's a very small part of me. 9. you became really cold real fast, which I really dislike about our culture. Pisses me off actually. Though I will say I don't really see another way to have done it. 10. Hope all is going well and will proceed to do so.
Person 11. I think you were my first misstep in the ways of "love." You were always pretty hot which made realizing the mistake of passing you up that much more painful. But what you did those few years later wasn't very cool. Like 9. that was pretty lame. But whatever, I can't blame the majority of your gender for having no balls. After all, that I suppose is what makes things work.
Person 12. In terms of what I have always sought, I was so incredibly lucky to have met you. I can't wait to see what you grow into, and to be there along the way.
Person 13. I'm sorry we couldn't do more. If there are a few people that I have long-term hopes to re-establish contact with, you would be one of them.
Person 14. You, like 13. I hope to re-establish regular touch with some day, but perhaps more so. I am fondest of you, out of the group you came from.
Person 15. I'm glad you turned me down, but I want to acknowledge that you were still one of the few people I could be near completely frank with, and whose I respected understanding I very much respected.
Person 16. If there was ever a person I wronged unjustly, you were it. What I did was unfair to you and I am completely ashamed of what an ass I was. I will tell you the extent of my shallowness. You simply shared the name of someone I had a crush on, and so your "lack of a face" made it easy for me to transfer my interest onto you. Unfortunately this built fantasy expectations and I think you understand what happened from the point of our first meeting. I'm so sorry. Faceless commitments were a mistake I never made again.
Person 17. You're basically like 3. but a little shorter termed. I'll be wondering for a while what could have happened if I took you up on that offer to go for a ride, but certainly not too hard. Seeing you now confirms that it turned out for the better. You like 3 seem to not have the kind of quality of character I'm looking for.
Person 18. Mom. Someone so flawed, yet still so special. I can only refer to you as a Mom. I owe you so much, and will probably always fall short of what is due but I just want you to know how much I am in your debt. Thank you so much for being the backbone of my existence.
Group no. 1 Thanks for allowing me to stay with you for the while that you did. I was kind of a stranger and eventually bailed, so I just want you to know I appreciated your hospitality. From what I can tell, you've all turned into swell individuals.
Group no. 2. Some of you were super shallow and really exclusive, especially when the whole group came together.
Many Nights DTC.
Addison.
Sometimes no matter how hard you try, you just can't bridge gaps. What remains to comfort in light of this fact, is that new bridges will naturally form with time.
There are so many things I would like to say to so many people I once knew, but will never get the chance. Too bad. Then again, there are things to be said to people I'm still in touch with, but can't just because of social restrictions. I'll just have to say it all here. However, as no clues will be offered to who the people are, this is a one time shot. Once said, even I may forget who the point was referenced to.
Person 1. I hate recalling the things you did, but could never do without the lessons I learned from them. You meant well, but fell so short being a mostly good memory. I love what I gained from you, but hate how I had to gain it. Let's not mention too clearly how I'm also ashamed of recalling some of my own actions here.
Person 2. I'm glad I met you. You showed me that flaws exist even in the people I initially see as flawless. You also showed me that even the best intentions may go un-acted without proper aggression. We may never grow close, but I'm definitely open to it.
Person 3. You were my biggest childhood influence, yet when I see snippets of you and your personality now I'm glad we never connected the dots. From what little I've come across, you haven't changed that much, I just see things through a different lens.
Person 4. My friend, what happened? It's a shame that things had to come to a close with such an apparent lack of interest on your part. Especially considering how much fun we once had. I will remain open to the future possibilities, though I wouldn't hold my breath. Hope all is well anyway.
Person 5. She's no good for the you that I know you could be, but perhaps that's no longer--scratch that, never was important. You've always been pretty closed off, which makes being upset with you a little difficult, but maybe that doesn't matter either. I hope you don't screw yourself in the long run.
Person 6. I'm impressed with you. It took some time, but in my eyes you've come a long way. I look forward to seeing your progress for many years to come.
Person 7. You really helped me during a hard time. Thanks, and I hope we keep in touch for a long time to come.
Person 8. You were crazy. As much as I hated having known you, you were still a required, albeit lowly, first step to getting where I am now. For the record, I harbor no more ill feelings towards you, but it's still a shame the way you turned out.
Person 9 & 10. For the both of you, a part of me will probably wonder for the next few years what could have been. But it's a very small part of me. 9. you became really cold real fast, which I really dislike about our culture. Pisses me off actually. Though I will say I don't really see another way to have done it. 10. Hope all is going well and will proceed to do so.
Person 11. I think you were my first misstep in the ways of "love." You were always pretty hot which made realizing the mistake of passing you up that much more painful. But what you did those few years later wasn't very cool. Like 9. that was pretty lame. But whatever, I can't blame the majority of your gender for having no balls. After all, that I suppose is what makes things work.
Person 12. In terms of what I have always sought, I was so incredibly lucky to have met you. I can't wait to see what you grow into, and to be there along the way.
Person 13. I'm sorry we couldn't do more. If there are a few people that I have long-term hopes to re-establish contact with, you would be one of them.
Person 14. You, like 13. I hope to re-establish regular touch with some day, but perhaps more so. I am fondest of you, out of the group you came from.
Person 15. I'm glad you turned me down, but I want to acknowledge that you were still one of the few people I could be near completely frank with, and whose I respected understanding I very much respected.
Person 16. If there was ever a person I wronged unjustly, you were it. What I did was unfair to you and I am completely ashamed of what an ass I was. I will tell you the extent of my shallowness. You simply shared the name of someone I had a crush on, and so your "lack of a face" made it easy for me to transfer my interest onto you. Unfortunately this built fantasy expectations and I think you understand what happened from the point of our first meeting. I'm so sorry. Faceless commitments were a mistake I never made again.
Person 17. You're basically like 3. but a little shorter termed. I'll be wondering for a while what could have happened if I took you up on that offer to go for a ride, but certainly not too hard. Seeing you now confirms that it turned out for the better. You like 3 seem to not have the kind of quality of character I'm looking for.
Person 18. Mom. Someone so flawed, yet still so special. I can only refer to you as a Mom. I owe you so much, and will probably always fall short of what is due but I just want you to know how much I am in your debt. Thank you so much for being the backbone of my existence.
Group no. 1 Thanks for allowing me to stay with you for the while that you did. I was kind of a stranger and eventually bailed, so I just want you to know I appreciated your hospitality. From what I can tell, you've all turned into swell individuals.
Group no. 2. Some of you were super shallow and really exclusive, especially when the whole group came together.
Many Nights DTC.
Addison.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Back to thinking...
It's finally time to add some pure thoughts to this blog, which I haven't done in a while.
A long ways away from where I live, a man-made disaster has basically rocked the Gulf of Mexico. But that doesn't stop me from being deeply troubled by the gargantuan oil spill. I wonder if its builders knew back then, that the Deepwater Horizon would eventually be the virtual undoing of the Gulf's ecosystem/economy.
Here's what troubles me most. There is a huge population of people who only give a damn about how this'll affect their "way of life" or their "pocket books." It's the people who don't even bat an eye to all the loss of natural life to the slick, and go whining about their jobs. I hope there's no issue with my use of the word natural. I've discussed our society's form of "economic growth" before, and this kind of mindset is only another example of its existence: the cost our environment has to pay is of no consequence as long as we maintain our "way of life."
My sympathy goes out to those whose lives were changed by the slick, but I reserve some of it from those who are selfish pricks.
I don't know, what decision I'll come to in the future, but as of right now, I can't see it being justifiably fair to have a child. Especially when the only purpose of this would be to further my own genetic code. There are plenty of people who need a home and are already born. What greater purpose could having my "own" child serve? This is old hat though...
Moving on. I considered recently moving into the video journal format and decided against it, for now. My primary reason? Lack of ambiguity. Words allow for a much larger play of imagination to take place when breaking down meaning. Second reason? Structural integrity. This reason comes faaaar after the first, but I just don't appreciate video's lack of versatility very much. Plus I get this feeling it's a little more easily corruptible. So for now, text rules the day.
Anyway, that's enough for me at the moment.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
A long ways away from where I live, a man-made disaster has basically rocked the Gulf of Mexico. But that doesn't stop me from being deeply troubled by the gargantuan oil spill. I wonder if its builders knew back then, that the Deepwater Horizon would eventually be the virtual undoing of the Gulf's ecosystem/economy.
Here's what troubles me most. There is a huge population of people who only give a damn about how this'll affect their "way of life" or their "pocket books." It's the people who don't even bat an eye to all the loss of natural life to the slick, and go whining about their jobs. I hope there's no issue with my use of the word natural. I've discussed our society's form of "economic growth" before, and this kind of mindset is only another example of its existence: the cost our environment has to pay is of no consequence as long as we maintain our "way of life."
My sympathy goes out to those whose lives were changed by the slick, but I reserve some of it from those who are selfish pricks.
I don't know, what decision I'll come to in the future, but as of right now, I can't see it being justifiably fair to have a child. Especially when the only purpose of this would be to further my own genetic code. There are plenty of people who need a home and are already born. What greater purpose could having my "own" child serve? This is old hat though...
Moving on. I considered recently moving into the video journal format and decided against it, for now. My primary reason? Lack of ambiguity. Words allow for a much larger play of imagination to take place when breaking down meaning. Second reason? Structural integrity. This reason comes faaaar after the first, but I just don't appreciate video's lack of versatility very much. Plus I get this feeling it's a little more easily corruptible. So for now, text rules the day.
Anyway, that's enough for me at the moment.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Hello My Pretty!
Haven't written in a while, so I figured I'd just throw in some words.
What ho, ask you? Well, lately I've taken up a new exercising program that's really changed my daily lifestyle. It's called P90X, and for the last 2 weeks it's been kicking my ass. Boy was it needed too. Within 5 days I lost a recently gained belt notch which is great, and since I've been losing more and more of the extra weight I've put around the mid section, and even around my face. I was definitely starting to dislike the changes happening in my mirror image so this program couldn't have come at a better time for me. I'm basically almost back to where I've been most of my life and in some cases better!
Moving on. I'm super excited about one thing coming soon. The Last Airbender!!! I have such high hopes for that movie. Go Aang!
Okay enough of that. This is just a quick update. For now, that's all but I'll be back! Amazing how such a simple phrase can become so iconic.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison
What ho, ask you? Well, lately I've taken up a new exercising program that's really changed my daily lifestyle. It's called P90X, and for the last 2 weeks it's been kicking my ass. Boy was it needed too. Within 5 days I lost a recently gained belt notch which is great, and since I've been losing more and more of the extra weight I've put around the mid section, and even around my face. I was definitely starting to dislike the changes happening in my mirror image so this program couldn't have come at a better time for me. I'm basically almost back to where I've been most of my life and in some cases better!
Moving on. I'm super excited about one thing coming soon. The Last Airbender!!! I have such high hopes for that movie. Go Aang!
Okay enough of that. This is just a quick update. For now, that's all but I'll be back! Amazing how such a simple phrase can become so iconic.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
So Much to Do and So Little Time to Say It.
So it's been ages since my last post. Well, other than that comic con link, which isn't really a post.
Let's get to business. Not much in terms of philosophy here to dish out. What I've been doing lately includes teaching myself Spanish, a new exercise regiment, and writing (boy do I have a story for this one).
Spanish is pretty straight forward. I want to learn it. Being it is my third time learning it, I'm hoping my desire for it, rather than the prerequisites that it fulfilled, will be the deciding factor in whether or not it sticks this time.
With the new exercise regiment, it's a 90 day deal which puts me to a 50min avg workout everyday, and has thus far kicked my ass. Within 4 days I've lost 1 belt notch, which puts me back to where I was most of my life--I wasn't that bad. I'm sure most of that notch was water weight, but I'm also sure at least a good portion of it was fat.
As for the writing. Well now...something I never saw myself doing is now something I'm near obsessed with. I say this with some reluctance, a whole lot of humility, and yet with a security in the knowledge that no one actually reads this blog...yet. I'm actually writing an erotica.
What do I consider "an erotica?" Well to paraphrase that without a euphemism, Erotica is essentially written porn. The internet is filled with porn but my problem with the majority of it is that it's simply trash. I know, I know: One man's trash... My point is I think it's trashy. With videos you get really aggressive/impersonal sex acts and girls I don't find attractive. Literature does away with the "unattractive girl" problem, as it leaves her looks up to my imagination. The trash on the other-hand, is still there to sift through; however, this is basically why I've decided to pick up setting my-own standard. My efforts are put into making it sexy (now there's a word I almost never use) as well as classy. In my head, that translates to a storyline that revolves around the sex, equally to sex that revolves around the story. Additionally, none of my characters keep to the over abundance of foul language used in most porn, written or "visual."
Now, don't get me wrong: this is still porn, so there will be a presence of cocks, cunts (I don't so much like the P word, but will occasionally use it due to the audience I'm writing for), and cumming in the story. That aside, I do everything I can to make this fantasy girl someone I could crush on if I am a reader, let alone if I lived in that reality. There is a certain kind and degree of a fetish involved (one must take care in how the word "fetish" is interpreted here, as I very deliberately use it with ambiguity), so it's not just simple couplings/flirtation, as that's too normal and in my eyes defeats the purpose of "fiction." With all of this considered, I think it's coming out to be quite the standout kind of erotic fiction, relatively speaking. We'll see how it's received by an audience once it's done.
Boy am I gonna get flack for this hobby if this blog ever gets read.
Before I go, I'd like to concede to not having learned my lesson from earlier, which is to put a little more effort into focusing myself and my development. It's a small tsk tsk on me, but right now I'm doing what feels right, and I'm happy with it so I'm gonna leave this at that.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Let's get to business. Not much in terms of philosophy here to dish out. What I've been doing lately includes teaching myself Spanish, a new exercise regiment, and writing (boy do I have a story for this one).
Spanish is pretty straight forward. I want to learn it. Being it is my third time learning it, I'm hoping my desire for it, rather than the prerequisites that it fulfilled, will be the deciding factor in whether or not it sticks this time.
With the new exercise regiment, it's a 90 day deal which puts me to a 50min avg workout everyday, and has thus far kicked my ass. Within 4 days I've lost 1 belt notch, which puts me back to where I was most of my life--I wasn't that bad. I'm sure most of that notch was water weight, but I'm also sure at least a good portion of it was fat.
As for the writing. Well now...something I never saw myself doing is now something I'm near obsessed with. I say this with some reluctance, a whole lot of humility, and yet with a security in the knowledge that no one actually reads this blog...yet. I'm actually writing an erotica.
What do I consider "an erotica?" Well to paraphrase that without a euphemism, Erotica is essentially written porn. The internet is filled with porn but my problem with the majority of it is that it's simply trash. I know, I know: One man's trash... My point is I think it's trashy. With videos you get really aggressive/impersonal sex acts and girls I don't find attractive. Literature does away with the "unattractive girl" problem, as it leaves her looks up to my imagination. The trash on the other-hand, is still there to sift through; however, this is basically why I've decided to pick up setting my-own standard. My efforts are put into making it sexy (now there's a word I almost never use) as well as classy. In my head, that translates to a storyline that revolves around the sex, equally to sex that revolves around the story. Additionally, none of my characters keep to the over abundance of foul language used in most porn, written or "visual."
Now, don't get me wrong: this is still porn, so there will be a presence of cocks, cunts (I don't so much like the P word, but will occasionally use it due to the audience I'm writing for), and cumming in the story. That aside, I do everything I can to make this fantasy girl someone I could crush on if I am a reader, let alone if I lived in that reality. There is a certain kind and degree of a fetish involved (one must take care in how the word "fetish" is interpreted here, as I very deliberately use it with ambiguity), so it's not just simple couplings/flirtation, as that's too normal and in my eyes defeats the purpose of "fiction." With all of this considered, I think it's coming out to be quite the standout kind of erotic fiction, relatively speaking. We'll see how it's received by an audience once it's done.
Boy am I gonna get flack for this hobby if this blog ever gets read.
Before I go, I'd like to concede to not having learned my lesson from earlier, which is to put a little more effort into focusing myself and my development. It's a small tsk tsk on me, but right now I'm doing what feels right, and I'm happy with it so I'm gonna leave this at that.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Speechless.
Okay, maybe not speechless so much as there isn't much to say here.
Really, I just wanted a record of this. Hot girls in video game/comic book attire.
But it's been a while since I've put anything up. Something is definitely coming soon.
Really, I just wanted a record of this. Hot girls in video game/comic book attire.
But it's been a while since I've put anything up. Something is definitely coming soon.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Enough is enough.
Over the last half-year I've put too many things I love aside in the name of making money. However, I've been slowly resuming "me-time" again, and it feels great. Though one important part of my life is still absent from the picture...writing.
Blogs aren't good enough. They're great as a time capsule, but lack in spirit what I love about writing: Detachment.
There's 1 ugly problem to face though: things are too stable for me right now. For whatever reason creativity thrives in strife, and I've finally come to a point where I lack hardships. It's a hard thing to admit, but it's true.
Now, that's not to say things are easy for me, or that I'm living affluently...it's just that I've adapted to my new income to a point where I'm getting by on very little. My monthly "free spending" limit is $120.00, pretty small if I do say so myself. It's quite liberating in truth, but because all my essentials are being met, the hardest part of daily life is not spending past the allotted $120 dollars a month.
I guess the next struggle will be against stability. Pretty ironic I guess, but not surprising. What I need to learn now is how to inspire myself to create again, without the strife that once fueled those particular juices. Tonight I'm going to sit down and write. Here's to hoping it'll be as sweet as it was 9 months ago.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
Blogs aren't good enough. They're great as a time capsule, but lack in spirit what I love about writing: Detachment.
There's 1 ugly problem to face though: things are too stable for me right now. For whatever reason creativity thrives in strife, and I've finally come to a point where I lack hardships. It's a hard thing to admit, but it's true.
Now, that's not to say things are easy for me, or that I'm living affluently...it's just that I've adapted to my new income to a point where I'm getting by on very little. My monthly "free spending" limit is $120.00, pretty small if I do say so myself. It's quite liberating in truth, but because all my essentials are being met, the hardest part of daily life is not spending past the allotted $120 dollars a month.
I guess the next struggle will be against stability. Pretty ironic I guess, but not surprising. What I need to learn now is how to inspire myself to create again, without the strife that once fueled those particular juices. Tonight I'm going to sit down and write. Here's to hoping it'll be as sweet as it was 9 months ago.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Left vs. Right or Left meet Right.
So it's been a while since I posted anything. But lately I've been kind of concerned about a few things, so I want to address one of them with some thoughts.
We live in a suuuuper divisive time right now. It's fairly depressing. I know these folks care about the country, as do I. However, we are unfortunately pitted against each other in a way that guts, are hated, bricks are thrown, and lies are weaved deep.
I am very generally left inclined. A liberal. But that doesn't mean I don't have, but more importantly recognize, any conservative values. Most notably, I believe in a Free Market and Competition. Without getting into an entire article detailing how I define those two terms, I also don't believe that "Free" and "Competition" entails allowing us to tear each other apart with lawyers and money as the weapon. I also recognize the inefficiency our government seems to exemplify. However, I don't think that means we just axe government programs (even the inefficient ones); we need to refine how the system is run (I won't go into the "how" now though as that is another article altogether).
For a long time now, I viewed republicans as the enemy; as the troop out for themselves, not the country; and as the group of people who wouldn't know an education if it fell into the back of their trucks. I mean, I always "knew" there were smart ones out there, but held the view that they were dominated by idiots.
Now I'm trying to refocus my thoughts on that ratio. Not because I don't think there are idiots that belong to the party, but because I don't think it's fair to judge the platform by the most radical voices under it. When I say radical, I don't mean in terms of ideology, I mean in terms of profile; that is to say that extreme idiots don't need to represent the rational thinkers. Here's why I needed to specify "radical." People like Ron Paul exist; and even though I understand his views may be a little extreme, as well as hard-right, I would almost definitely rather see him in office than most of the more mainstream Republicans. Hell, at this point, I'd rather give him a shot than I would many Democrats these days. Why? Because he's not bought, or a bot.
This brings me to the main point of this article. The real enemy is not the Right. Nor is my real ally the Left. The biggest threat to the United States' future actually exists within both parties and has a very secure seat where it lies. This threat is Corporatism. Special Interests. I don't know much about what to do about it, but I pretty firmly believe now that we have more trustworthy people residing in the radically positioned ideologies of either the Left or Right, than we do at the center of the spectrum.
I don't know if there's anything I can actually add at this point to further justify my point, so I'll just leave it there.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
We live in a suuuuper divisive time right now. It's fairly depressing. I know these folks care about the country, as do I. However, we are unfortunately pitted against each other in a way that guts, are hated, bricks are thrown, and lies are weaved deep.
I am very generally left inclined. A liberal. But that doesn't mean I don't have, but more importantly recognize, any conservative values. Most notably, I believe in a Free Market and Competition. Without getting into an entire article detailing how I define those two terms, I also don't believe that "Free" and "Competition" entails allowing us to tear each other apart with lawyers and money as the weapon. I also recognize the inefficiency our government seems to exemplify. However, I don't think that means we just axe government programs (even the inefficient ones); we need to refine how the system is run (I won't go into the "how" now though as that is another article altogether).
For a long time now, I viewed republicans as the enemy; as the troop out for themselves, not the country; and as the group of people who wouldn't know an education if it fell into the back of their trucks. I mean, I always "knew" there were smart ones out there, but held the view that they were dominated by idiots.
Now I'm trying to refocus my thoughts on that ratio. Not because I don't think there are idiots that belong to the party, but because I don't think it's fair to judge the platform by the most radical voices under it. When I say radical, I don't mean in terms of ideology, I mean in terms of profile; that is to say that extreme idiots don't need to represent the rational thinkers. Here's why I needed to specify "radical." People like Ron Paul exist; and even though I understand his views may be a little extreme, as well as hard-right, I would almost definitely rather see him in office than most of the more mainstream Republicans. Hell, at this point, I'd rather give him a shot than I would many Democrats these days. Why? Because he's not bought, or a bot.
This brings me to the main point of this article. The real enemy is not the Right. Nor is my real ally the Left. The biggest threat to the United States' future actually exists within both parties and has a very secure seat where it lies. This threat is Corporatism. Special Interests. I don't know much about what to do about it, but I pretty firmly believe now that we have more trustworthy people residing in the radically positioned ideologies of either the Left or Right, than we do at the center of the spectrum.
I don't know if there's anything I can actually add at this point to further justify my point, so I'll just leave it there.
Many Nights DTC
Addison.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Survival of the Deepest.
How cool is this Los Angeles Times article? Apparently, people who are associated with deep confersations (I like that word better with an F) also tend to be happier. To everyone who ever whined about conversations that required sizable thought, TAKE THAT! I hereby condemn you to the lamer statistic; the boo hooers! Hehe. Speaking of "everyone who ever..." I kinda feel like I should put together a post saying all the things to all the people I never got to say "that one thing" to (note to self).
Okay on a more serious note. I liken this to a cat playing with all the wigglys out there. That is, a Cat has one thing it was well designed for: hunting. So naturally, even our domesticated ones love playing games that involve reflexes. They see something twitch, and BAM! Gotcha. People aren't too different. For many of us, enjoyment comes from doing something that requires skill to be good at, and of course different strokes will satisfy different folks: Fischer loved chess; Einstein had a thing for physics; and Achilles was great at..."wigglys."
Now, for the average person who can't go around being a one man army or paving the way to another dimension, engaging in the simple act of meaningful conversation is the least that can be done to exercise "purpose." Among the things I thrive off of are debate/conversation (the second being a less "intense" form of the first), and analyzing people/situations. It's fun. It's great to pick apart things and deconstruct. Of course, because most people don't enjoy participating in such things, I'm defaulted to doing my best work (analysis/deconstruction) alone *cough* blog *cough*. But when the chance comes for interaction of this kind, I pounce like a cat, because a degree of competition makes it all the sweeter.
I can only conclude by saying, I feel bad for all the cats in the world who have no wiggly prey to toy with.
Many Nights DTC!
Addison
Okay on a more serious note. I liken this to a cat playing with all the wigglys out there. That is, a Cat has one thing it was well designed for: hunting. So naturally, even our domesticated ones love playing games that involve reflexes. They see something twitch, and BAM! Gotcha. People aren't too different. For many of us, enjoyment comes from doing something that requires skill to be good at, and of course different strokes will satisfy different folks: Fischer loved chess; Einstein had a thing for physics; and Achilles was great at..."wigglys."
Now, for the average person who can't go around being a one man army or paving the way to another dimension, engaging in the simple act of meaningful conversation is the least that can be done to exercise "purpose." Among the things I thrive off of are debate/conversation (the second being a less "intense" form of the first), and analyzing people/situations. It's fun. It's great to pick apart things and deconstruct. Of course, because most people don't enjoy participating in such things, I'm defaulted to doing my best work (analysis/deconstruction) alone *cough* blog *cough*. But when the chance comes for interaction of this kind, I pounce like a cat, because a degree of competition makes it all the sweeter.
I can only conclude by saying, I feel bad for all the cats in the world who have no wiggly prey to toy with.
Many Nights DTC!
Addison
Friday, March 12, 2010
What to do with Hypocracy?
The Los Angeles Times article I'm referring to is here.
I look around and see a group of people so twisted in their beliefs, that I'm torn between methods of handling the matters: do I view them derisively, or with humility? Deep down I know the answer is going to vary depending on a few factors. Some people respond differently to different forms of stimulation.
But seriously, how stupid is it to have people who, on the same sign are protesting against big government, and yet want the same government to work on getting them jobs? Are they really that dense? Can they not see the hypocrisy in such a demand? Of course they can't. They want their cake and to eat it too.
But my question is, how should I compose myself when considering these matters? These people are arguers of two minds, and are exactly why this country can't get its shit straight. While these folks go around protesting paradoxes, their Politicians are CRUSHING the people. I'm caught between wanting to hate them, and feeling bad for them. They are fucking me over after all too.
Where's my mistake? What am I doing wrong? Am I doing something wrong? I don't know, but I want to.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
I look around and see a group of people so twisted in their beliefs, that I'm torn between methods of handling the matters: do I view them derisively, or with humility? Deep down I know the answer is going to vary depending on a few factors. Some people respond differently to different forms of stimulation.
But seriously, how stupid is it to have people who, on the same sign are protesting against big government, and yet want the same government to work on getting them jobs? Are they really that dense? Can they not see the hypocrisy in such a demand? Of course they can't. They want their cake and to eat it too.
But my question is, how should I compose myself when considering these matters? These people are arguers of two minds, and are exactly why this country can't get its shit straight. While these folks go around protesting paradoxes, their Politicians are CRUSHING the people. I'm caught between wanting to hate them, and feeling bad for them. They are fucking me over after all too.
Where's my mistake? What am I doing wrong? Am I doing something wrong? I don't know, but I want to.
Many Nights DTC,
Addison.
Am I Losing Sight?
Sooo much to write on today, yet so little time. Although the news provides plenty, I'm going to go it old school and just talk about something that's recently crossed my mind.
Irish writer, and poet, Oscar Wilde's last words were, "Either that wallpaper goes, or I do." I always loved the passion behind these words, but never knew ('til now) the kind of circumstances that would encourage such whims.
Daily, I find myself surrounded by a roomscape of white, beige, and pale green walls. Looking around, I feel a hunger for texture as virtually all shapes are carved by straight, smooth lines. Squares and rectangles galore. The people are genuinely great, but I sometimes don't believe they exist here when even the oxygen seems to enough air. Were it not for a few potted plants, a faux fur jacket, and the occasional stack of inky paper, this would be purgatory.
The minds whose thoughts I most look up to cherished one thing above all in life; I'm going to short sell this precious notion by calling it variance. Understanding mutability for it's value echoes the spiritual equivalent of the Theory of Special Relativity. This is to say that we understand who we are, and what we are worth by observing our relation to the things in or life. If no change is present, than we get into some issues.
Which brings me to my current predicament. I am in the middle of a transitional phase in my life. Things were utterly crazy and for this reason super lively back in college. Once I left, I saw a lot of freedom lost: I had to hole my self into my room for 7 months while I looked for a job barely getting out; now I'm two jobs into this economy and well, and things have hardly changed. Alas, I have bitten more than I can chew, and have been left with inflexibility as a punishment. Oh, how I miss the days of irresponsibility.
So now I have all this time, to ponder at the many different states of life I've currently forfeited, and received. Starting with the office culture I am currently criticizing, of course. My biggest fear? Getting to the point where none of this bugs me. How many of the people around me thought the same way I do when they were my age? Will this progress? Can I be ever-vigilant? I guess these "professional" aesthetics are the design requirements for streamlined efficiency. What a cost we pay to be well fed.
Irish writer, and poet, Oscar Wilde's last words were, "Either that wallpaper goes, or I do." I always loved the passion behind these words, but never knew ('til now) the kind of circumstances that would encourage such whims.
Daily, I find myself surrounded by a roomscape of white, beige, and pale green walls. Looking around, I feel a hunger for texture as virtually all shapes are carved by straight, smooth lines. Squares and rectangles galore. The people are genuinely great, but I sometimes don't believe they exist here when even the oxygen seems to enough air. Were it not for a few potted plants, a faux fur jacket, and the occasional stack of inky paper, this would be purgatory.
The minds whose thoughts I most look up to cherished one thing above all in life; I'm going to short sell this precious notion by calling it variance. Understanding mutability for it's value echoes the spiritual equivalent of the Theory of Special Relativity. This is to say that we understand who we are, and what we are worth by observing our relation to the things in or life. If no change is present, than we get into some issues.
Which brings me to my current predicament. I am in the middle of a transitional phase in my life. Things were utterly crazy and for this reason super lively back in college. Once I left, I saw a lot of freedom lost: I had to hole my self into my room for 7 months while I looked for a job barely getting out; now I'm two jobs into this economy and well, and things have hardly changed. Alas, I have bitten more than I can chew, and have been left with inflexibility as a punishment. Oh, how I miss the days of irresponsibility.
So now I have all this time, to ponder at the many different states of life I've currently forfeited, and received. Starting with the office culture I am currently criticizing, of course. My biggest fear? Getting to the point where none of this bugs me. How many of the people around me thought the same way I do when they were my age? Will this progress? Can I be ever-vigilant? I guess these "professional" aesthetics are the design requirements for streamlined efficiency. What a cost we pay to be well fed.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
A New Face for Terror: Facelessness
Los Angeles Times article on "JihadJane" covers an event that reflects the coming of a much needed realization for the United States public as well as its leadership.
For years now the U.S. as a whole has been swayed into gearing its fear of, and anger for "Terror" (I hope that irony calls to mind a timeless quote) towards a specific profile: Islamic Extremists.
However there are two inherent problems with trying to profile a Terrorist. First is the public's inclination for oversimplifying matters as complex as Terrorism; second is the fact that you can't physically measure someone's beliefs by the way they look.
As a result of our attempt to profile Terrorists, a public fear of Islam, as well as those typically associated with Islam (people of Middle Eastern descent) was sparked and fanned, then later used to encourage the onstart of two wars, one of which basically had nothing to do with Terrorism.
There are at least two things fundamentally wrong with this. The first, and possibly most important, thing wrong here is that living in fear spits on the sacrifice of every American soldier who fought/fights for our freedom. They fight, and some die so that we can be free, and live our lives in peace. To be ever-fearful of the next attack undermines their every hardship. In order to best support the troops, we the people need to keep our heads cool and rational, so that we may best guide their hands.
The second issue here was the downright un-American act of judging folks by the way they look. Decades of civil rights movements have fought to wash away such dirty regressivism. Alas, sometimes reality does more for an ideal than the ideal could ever do for itself. This, JihadJane character is just another in a growing line of atypical terrorist profiles acting out against U.S. best interests.
What we are being forced to see now, is that Terrorism has no country, no religion, and no genetic makeup. We must see the root of such radicalism for what it is, and definitely for what it is not. It exists in the extremes of human society but we must tread very carefully in directing our fist before we end up punching ourselves in the face. Terrorism is about as defeatable as war itself. After all, what is terrorism but specific kind of war?
If you ask me, trying to stomp out terrorism with force is like trying to step on a bar of soap in the shower, or like trying to cut water with a knife. The best way to "kill" it is to eliminate the conditions that encourage it, and to teach those prone to its system of beliefs out of being terrorists. I'm not a fool though; where it must be fought, it must be fought. However, we cannot depend on fighting alone to fix this problem.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
They're Dying to Disproove Global Warming.
Let me precede this blog by saying it actually has much less to do with "global warming" per se as it does "the globe.
I've been meaning to write on this matter for a few days now, but I lacked the proper motivation for some reason. Alas, the subject as resurfaced and thus given me the spark I was looking for. The Los Angeles Times Article is here.
I'm not even going to bother arguing my view on Global Warming because it would be a waste for me, and this blog, in so many different ways. Instead I'm just going to spew forth my thoughts on the nature of this debate's existence.
What it all boils down to is money. Now that's a notion I never get tired of hearing, but it's true. In a reality where enough "world" still remains to provide a habitable existence, the only reason this "debate" still exists is because of the economic repercussions of a decision that's made in either direction. It's hard to say all of what I mean in the few sentences I've managed so far, so let me elaborate.
Those folks who try to pretend nothing is happening, or that we have no impact on our environment really reflect something deeper than a stubbornness for ignoring long-term scientific evidence; it also really shows is an inability to find ways of making money that don't involve processing raw natural resources, whether we're referring to the Amazon Rain Forest's trees, any amount of undeveloped land, crude oil deep within our Momma's surface, or even the animal's we "share" the Earth with. It's a terribly bad habit, really. One, I reckon, that will eventually sign Humanity's death warrant if greed/laziness continues to thrive unchecked.
Now, I said laziness because we already possess all the technology required to live a more harmonious existence with our planet, yet there are fat cats out there who still want their stake in a pie, and so will pillage every last resource as long as it will make them the buck. Because they can. Maybe more importantly because they are too lazy to find a better way to make money. Who cares about passing on a ravaged planet to younger generations?
Maybe the flaw here is that we never think about anything further down the line than the immediately tangible generations (selves, kids, and grand kids), and what's more important to the "tangible" generations than money?
I sympathize with all the people who depend on such industries for employment, recalling an anecdote about a Logger who said something to the extent of, "I know cutting down trees is bad, but I have a family to feed." But herein lies another possible problem: people are having because they know in the back of their minds that there will always be a tree to cut down to support said family member's mouths; and as long as a population keeps growing, there'll always be more need to expand because expansion is just another form of economic growth. You see the shame isn't that we're having kids, or even cutting down trees; the shame is partially in the fact that we do both of these things unchecked, and unmindful of the consequences, and partially in the fact the doing either, encourages the other. It all reminds me of the ol' snake with its tail in its mouth.
To avoid from sounding like a selfish, unsympathetic hypocrite, let it be known that these points, and my commitment to the ideal that is their solution has led me to very seriously look at whether or not I would ever have a kid of my own. The options on my table are adopting, or only one kid (since it would still contribute to a population decrease); at the moment my favor lies with adoption. Obviously though, at 23 and barely working, that's just an abstract pondering. Anyway...
OKay, it's time to wind this article back to its point. We live in a crazy world when an entire political party thrives on any shred of evidence that capitalizes on the short sightedness of their constituents in order to enact short-term economic practices that will invariably hurt even themselves in the end. Although I guess my fault is in expecting too much from a party that is aware of its uglier necessities.
Many Nights DTC.
Addison.
P.S. One more Link on the issue.
I've been meaning to write on this matter for a few days now, but I lacked the proper motivation for some reason. Alas, the subject as resurfaced and thus given me the spark I was looking for. The Los Angeles Times Article is here.
I'm not even going to bother arguing my view on Global Warming because it would be a waste for me, and this blog, in so many different ways. Instead I'm just going to spew forth my thoughts on the nature of this debate's existence.
What it all boils down to is money. Now that's a notion I never get tired of hearing, but it's true. In a reality where enough "world" still remains to provide a habitable existence, the only reason this "debate" still exists is because of the economic repercussions of a decision that's made in either direction. It's hard to say all of what I mean in the few sentences I've managed so far, so let me elaborate.
Those folks who try to pretend nothing is happening, or that we have no impact on our environment really reflect something deeper than a stubbornness for ignoring long-term scientific evidence; it also really shows is an inability to find ways of making money that don't involve processing raw natural resources, whether we're referring to the Amazon Rain Forest's trees, any amount of undeveloped land, crude oil deep within our Momma's surface, or even the animal's we "share" the Earth with. It's a terribly bad habit, really. One, I reckon, that will eventually sign Humanity's death warrant if greed/laziness continues to thrive unchecked.
Now, I said laziness because we already possess all the technology required to live a more harmonious existence with our planet, yet there are fat cats out there who still want their stake in a pie, and so will pillage every last resource as long as it will make them the buck. Because they can. Maybe more importantly because they are too lazy to find a better way to make money. Who cares about passing on a ravaged planet to younger generations?
Maybe the flaw here is that we never think about anything further down the line than the immediately tangible generations (selves, kids, and grand kids), and what's more important to the "tangible" generations than money?
I sympathize with all the people who depend on such industries for employment, recalling an anecdote about a Logger who said something to the extent of, "I know cutting down trees is bad, but I have a family to feed." But herein lies another possible problem: people are having because they know in the back of their minds that there will always be a tree to cut down to support said family member's mouths; and as long as a population keeps growing, there'll always be more need to expand because expansion is just another form of economic growth. You see the shame isn't that we're having kids, or even cutting down trees; the shame is partially in the fact that we do both of these things unchecked, and unmindful of the consequences, and partially in the fact the doing either, encourages the other. It all reminds me of the ol' snake with its tail in its mouth.
To avoid from sounding like a selfish, unsympathetic hypocrite, let it be known that these points, and my commitment to the ideal that is their solution has led me to very seriously look at whether or not I would ever have a kid of my own. The options on my table are adopting, or only one kid (since it would still contribute to a population decrease); at the moment my favor lies with adoption. Obviously though, at 23 and barely working, that's just an abstract pondering. Anyway...
OKay, it's time to wind this article back to its point. We live in a crazy world when an entire political party thrives on any shred of evidence that capitalizes on the short sightedness of their constituents in order to enact short-term economic practices that will invariably hurt even themselves in the end. Although I guess my fault is in expecting too much from a party that is aware of its uglier necessities.
Many Nights DTC.
Addison.
P.S. One more Link on the issue.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Entrepreneurship Innate?
I heard this article on the NPR today covering a study on whether or not an inclination for Entrepreneurship could be found in the genes. Let me just start off by saying, I'm already opposed to the idea that one notion, either nature or nurture, plays a bigger role than the other in who we become; I think the impact of each is equal.
In addition to my stance on the matter, the fact that they were using really vague terms and phrases in their conclusions (at least some, cannot be guarunteed, may account for up to one third of, etc.) gives me all the reason I need to chuck the entire study up to a fat waste of money for the University granting it. To the researchers engaged in the study I have only one question: have you no dignity?
Okay, I have to confess I also harbor a little personal anger here too, if you haven't noticed. I mean, the very existence of the study is an insult to those whose parents aren't entrepreneurs and who themselves want to be one. Why? Because what the study tries to prove, is that they are likely to fail. Studies like this serve one purpose, and that's to formulate an outcome predictor for investors to buy into--and maybe to make the jerk who tries to prove it famous.
There's no end to the number of ridiculous interpretations such a study will lend itself to. What it is, is an insult to the human spirit, and I say, "Fuck it. Take your inconclusive postulations and shove them up your statistically insignificant asses." If any of those researchers ever read this, I'd owe them an apology, because I don't really mean to turn this into a personal attack on them; luckily there's no fear of that since no one really reads this anyway.
Anyway, Many Nights DTC
Addison.
In addition to my stance on the matter, the fact that they were using really vague terms and phrases in their conclusions (at least some, cannot be guarunteed, may account for up to one third of, etc.) gives me all the reason I need to chuck the entire study up to a fat waste of money for the University granting it. To the researchers engaged in the study I have only one question: have you no dignity?
Okay, I have to confess I also harbor a little personal anger here too, if you haven't noticed. I mean, the very existence of the study is an insult to those whose parents aren't entrepreneurs and who themselves want to be one. Why? Because what the study tries to prove, is that they are likely to fail. Studies like this serve one purpose, and that's to formulate an outcome predictor for investors to buy into--and maybe to make the jerk who tries to prove it famous.
There's no end to the number of ridiculous interpretations such a study will lend itself to. What it is, is an insult to the human spirit, and I say, "Fuck it. Take your inconclusive postulations and shove them up your statistically insignificant asses." If any of those researchers ever read this, I'd owe them an apology, because I don't really mean to turn this into a personal attack on them; luckily there's no fear of that since no one really reads this anyway.
Anyway, Many Nights DTC
Addison.
Reality Reminds Me
To bite what I can chew, and to chew what I've bit.
With sooo many things I want to do, and such an A.D.D. personality, my actions must be reigned in if I'm ever going to get what I want done. They say patience is a virtue, and I really need to heed that snippet of wisdom. Focus is what I lack at this point of life; if I can focus, then I can move on to the next things in line. Here's a quick list of my goals, short and long term and in chronological order:
Get a job (semi-done);
Finish ds411 web project (asap);
Help Dad with his websites;
Finish my novel (took the back burner);
Reconnect with many of my out of touch friends (I miss them all);
Volunteer (too many prospects to delve into here);
Resume reading where I left on (too many prospects here too);
Re-learn Spanish (for the third time);
Re-enter the sciences through education (I miss the more purely mathematical aspects of life);
Investigate my life;
The last being my way of quickly ending a list that would take ridiculously long to construct accurately. I can't specify much because I have to work, but can you see my dilemma?
Many nights DTC
Addison.
With sooo many things I want to do, and such an A.D.D. personality, my actions must be reigned in if I'm ever going to get what I want done. They say patience is a virtue, and I really need to heed that snippet of wisdom. Focus is what I lack at this point of life; if I can focus, then I can move on to the next things in line. Here's a quick list of my goals, short and long term and in chronological order:
Get a job (semi-done);
Finish ds411 web project (asap);
Help Dad with his websites;
Finish my novel (took the back burner);
Reconnect with many of my out of touch friends (I miss them all);
Volunteer (too many prospects to delve into here);
Resume reading where I left on (too many prospects here too);
Re-learn Spanish (for the third time);
Re-enter the sciences through education (I miss the more purely mathematical aspects of life);
Investigate my life;
The last being my way of quickly ending a list that would take ridiculously long to construct accurately. I can't specify much because I have to work, but can you see my dilemma?
Many nights DTC
Addison.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Homosexuality in the military...
Given that the "don't ask, don't tell" policy is under pressure, I figured I'd get to thinking on the matter. The L.A. Times article is right here: http://tinyurl.com/ydjl4e5.
Due to all of the nuances that surround this matter (and the fact that I'm at work), I'm going to keep this short, , and just make a comparison.
I find it odd, that when a man goes to prison, a common cultural activity he can expect to be a part of is rape, a homosexual act. However, it is also known that most men in prison do not consider themselves gay.
Okay, now transpose the scenario to our military. I know it's a contrast here and some would rather burn me for putting criminals next to soldiers, but I'm relying on rational minds to make a point.
You find a strongly similar gender distribution, that is to say many men among men/women among women that you find in our overall prison system, and few acts of any sexuality, homo or hetero sexual, yet people can't find it reasonable to allow gays to serve openly.
If a mind has a hard time following my point, what it is in a nutshell is that the act isn't necessarily a direct correlation to the population committing it. In other words, if you can have a bunch of straight men fucking each other in prison, then it's not necessary that a mass orgy would result from a gay-tolerant military.
So my question is what's the fear here? Efficiency? Well that's a whole other topic in and of itself, which I have no time for.
Due to all of the nuances that surround this matter (and the fact that I'm at work), I'm going to keep this short, , and just make a comparison.
I find it odd, that when a man goes to prison, a common cultural activity he can expect to be a part of is rape, a homosexual act. However, it is also known that most men in prison do not consider themselves gay.
Okay, now transpose the scenario to our military. I know it's a contrast here and some would rather burn me for putting criminals next to soldiers, but I'm relying on rational minds to make a point.
You find a strongly similar gender distribution, that is to say many men among men/women among women that you find in our overall prison system, and few acts of any sexuality, homo or hetero sexual, yet people can't find it reasonable to allow gays to serve openly.
If a mind has a hard time following my point, what it is in a nutshell is that the act isn't necessarily a direct correlation to the population committing it. In other words, if you can have a bunch of straight men fucking each other in prison, then it's not necessary that a mass orgy would result from a gay-tolerant military.
So my question is what's the fear here? Efficiency? Well that's a whole other topic in and of itself, which I have no time for.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Toyota in pain: a lesson to the little man?
Toyota's current legal woes got me to thinking about something.
One of the questions begged is whether or not Toyota has been ignoring consumer complaints for many years prior to the recent upheavals. Apparently complaints to both Toyota and the government have gone largely neglected for as much as the last 10 years.
Having been the owner of a Highlander, I remember a time when we were having brake issues as well, and also remember how annoyed I was when my worries were shrugged off as "just an SUV/Truck thing." Uh huh.
Well look now at who's benefiting from Toyota's down slide into abysmal legality: all the other car manufacturers, and particularly American ones (in America of course). What am I getting at? Well it's in the best interest of Toyota's competitors that the lead company hit such a HUGE wall, no pun intended. What does this mean? Well, with respect to nuances not covered by my analysis, people should consider complaining more to competing companies for a sympathetic ear when such things occur, rather than the government, or the company in question (especially, the company in question); and companies as a whole should open up their public relations to such possibilities.
Just another of my many wandering thoughts.
Many nights DTC
Addison.
One of the questions begged is whether or not Toyota has been ignoring consumer complaints for many years prior to the recent upheavals. Apparently complaints to both Toyota and the government have gone largely neglected for as much as the last 10 years.
Having been the owner of a Highlander, I remember a time when we were having brake issues as well, and also remember how annoyed I was when my worries were shrugged off as "just an SUV/Truck thing." Uh huh.
Well look now at who's benefiting from Toyota's down slide into abysmal legality: all the other car manufacturers, and particularly American ones (in America of course). What am I getting at? Well it's in the best interest of Toyota's competitors that the lead company hit such a HUGE wall, no pun intended. What does this mean? Well, with respect to nuances not covered by my analysis, people should consider complaining more to competing companies for a sympathetic ear when such things occur, rather than the government, or the company in question (especially, the company in question); and companies as a whole should open up their public relations to such possibilities.
Just another of my many wandering thoughts.
Many nights DTC
Addison.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
A thought on net neutrality...
The internet is where I invest my hope for the brighter future of Humanity.
Let me explain. Our United States government is a largely centralized one, and for this reason the power falls far from the hands of we the people. I say largely, on the other hand, because in our crisis ridden recent years, the government has been using the internet to reach out for more direct involvement from the people. From my home of Los Angeles with Mayor Villaraigosa asking Angelenos to help solve our deficit issues, to the Obama Whitehouse encouraging people to offer ideas on ways to create jobs, it's a trend that's quickly picking up speed. What this means is the power of society is on an outward trend back to the people who live in it, rather than a bunch of folks who are sitting pretty with awesome salaries, topnotch healthcare, and even better retirement plans, i.e. basically 95% of the politicos in Washington.
Ah but there's more. If there's one thing that's great about the internet, is that it costs next to nothing to share great quantities of information with vast numbers of people in extraordinarily small measurements of time. This is huge! What it means, is that our politicians can one day run a campaign on next to no budget (relatively speaking of course). Imagine if our leaders didn't need to sell our wills out to the big drug/bank companies every time they did something because they depend on said company's financial backing in order to win the next election. We might not actually be a society wrongly manipulated by the rich/powerful. Will there still be the class warfare that there is now? Probably, but at least, the odds will be much more balanced.
Now for net neutrality. Much of my deepest hopes, which I keep having to learn the hard way, are dangerous things to hold too tightly to, hinge on the fact that the web remains an equal playing field for all involved entities. Just in the same way that special interests really taint the functioning/efficiency of our government's role to serve the people, if they (special interests) get their paws on the internet, I may as well kiss life as I hoped it would be goodbye.
If there's one thing I take comfort in, with all of this to consider, it's the ingenuity of the people that essentially make the internet run--being one of them my self, that is. =P
That's it for now.
Many nights DTC,
Addison.
Let me explain. Our United States government is a largely centralized one, and for this reason the power falls far from the hands of we the people. I say largely, on the other hand, because in our crisis ridden recent years, the government has been using the internet to reach out for more direct involvement from the people. From my home of Los Angeles with Mayor Villaraigosa asking Angelenos to help solve our deficit issues, to the Obama Whitehouse encouraging people to offer ideas on ways to create jobs, it's a trend that's quickly picking up speed. What this means is the power of society is on an outward trend back to the people who live in it, rather than a bunch of folks who are sitting pretty with awesome salaries, topnotch healthcare, and even better retirement plans, i.e. basically 95% of the politicos in Washington.
Ah but there's more. If there's one thing that's great about the internet, is that it costs next to nothing to share great quantities of information with vast numbers of people in extraordinarily small measurements of time. This is huge! What it means, is that our politicians can one day run a campaign on next to no budget (relatively speaking of course). Imagine if our leaders didn't need to sell our wills out to the big drug/bank companies every time they did something because they depend on said company's financial backing in order to win the next election. We might not actually be a society wrongly manipulated by the rich/powerful. Will there still be the class warfare that there is now? Probably, but at least, the odds will be much more balanced.
Now for net neutrality. Much of my deepest hopes, which I keep having to learn the hard way, are dangerous things to hold too tightly to, hinge on the fact that the web remains an equal playing field for all involved entities. Just in the same way that special interests really taint the functioning/efficiency of our government's role to serve the people, if they (special interests) get their paws on the internet, I may as well kiss life as I hoped it would be goodbye.
If there's one thing I take comfort in, with all of this to consider, it's the ingenuity of the people that essentially make the internet run--being one of them my self, that is. =P
That's it for now.
Many nights DTC,
Addison.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Why do we even try?
He was a scam artist parading narrow-mindedness masked as some sort of potentially debatable quest/expression of truth. But whatever his game was intended to do, it disturbed me so deeply that I was regretting the encounter for days after the fact.
What was it? It was a lesson in the nature of public events--particularly debate: as long as they can find a way to prove you wrong on some level, no matter how insignificant/irrelevant the point is, they are right. As a rule of thumb, this brings me back to a stronger understanding of a scene from a great movie I saw a while back, Thank You for Smoking. It's when Nick is teaching his boy about his job (always being right), and an ice cream debate ensues. In retrospect it's a great scene and unfortunately speaks greater truths than would be ideal. Alas, in a world where truth is aspired to over convenience about as often as you can believe what you see on TV, lamenting the lack of purity in our world is as useful as protesting the existence of plastic surgery...or poverty, I guess.
Well all that being said, I've still not described this off-centering event. Basically some guy in Santa Monica was bashing Atheism and Islam with a nice 2 mic, labtop-to-tv setup . I came in, annoyed with all the idiots who were getting angry at him and started presenting my own ideas. At first he seemed a bit lost for words, but eventually decided to use my apparently inappropriate use of the word "arbitrary" and when I refused to look it up in the dictionary he extended to me, he silenced my mic the same way he did all the wacks who preceded me.
I guess what hurt the most was that he fooled me into thinking I could have a reasonable, intelligent discussion about something I thought was genuine. What's worse is that my own opinions seemed to stir up a few other wacks who then started yelling at me; but these guys didn't look all right in the head so it made me want out of that situation asap. It's all a lesson learned in keeping your thoughts to yourself unless absolutely necessary, or unless you know they'll be safely accepted/or rejected by those you share them with.
That's still not the whole story, but I feel it's sufficient enough.
Many nights DTC,
Addison.
What was it? It was a lesson in the nature of public events--particularly debate: as long as they can find a way to prove you wrong on some level, no matter how insignificant/irrelevant the point is, they are right. As a rule of thumb, this brings me back to a stronger understanding of a scene from a great movie I saw a while back, Thank You for Smoking. It's when Nick is teaching his boy about his job (always being right), and an ice cream debate ensues. In retrospect it's a great scene and unfortunately speaks greater truths than would be ideal. Alas, in a world where truth is aspired to over convenience about as often as you can believe what you see on TV, lamenting the lack of purity in our world is as useful as protesting the existence of plastic surgery...or poverty, I guess.
Well all that being said, I've still not described this off-centering event. Basically some guy in Santa Monica was bashing Atheism and Islam with a nice 2 mic, labtop-to-tv setup . I came in, annoyed with all the idiots who were getting angry at him and started presenting my own ideas. At first he seemed a bit lost for words, but eventually decided to use my apparently inappropriate use of the word "arbitrary" and when I refused to look it up in the dictionary he extended to me, he silenced my mic the same way he did all the wacks who preceded me.
I guess what hurt the most was that he fooled me into thinking I could have a reasonable, intelligent discussion about something I thought was genuine. What's worse is that my own opinions seemed to stir up a few other wacks who then started yelling at me; but these guys didn't look all right in the head so it made me want out of that situation asap. It's all a lesson learned in keeping your thoughts to yourself unless absolutely necessary, or unless you know they'll be safely accepted/or rejected by those you share them with.
That's still not the whole story, but I feel it's sufficient enough.
Many nights DTC,
Addison.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Los Angeles Times here I come!
I am officially extended an employment offer to work at the Los Angeles Times! What great news to be had so early in the new year. This is the year of tigers and being a tiger, I can only say I look forward to what's to come over the next 11 months.
That's it for now folks. Shortest entry yet.
Many nights DTC.
Addison.
That's it for now folks. Shortest entry yet.
Many nights DTC.
Addison.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
State of a Distant Union
I watched President Obama's State of the Union address tonight and can't help but feel a sense of discouragement. Not cynicism, but fatigue.
What he said was actually fine. In fact, I'm quite impressed as usual with the man's ability to give a speech. My detachment from his cause comes, however, from the response of his colleagues. It's hard to not feel exasperated with the political conditions in our country when you see such a clear division in the house between the two parties; and indeed this was one of the points he briefly covered.
I feel like more vital energy/time is spent on a trench war between left and right than it is on actually fixing the things that are plaguing this country. Half of the things said in opposition of his speech felt like pointless criticism aimed at him merely because the shooters have premeditated motifs for gunning the man down; either these attempts at reputational murder are designed for the less intellectual supporters of a cause, or they are a mere waste of time and brain cells, at best.
However if that approach is taken with the opposition's response, something is left to be said about what they were responding to: it's as if the President was either preaching to the choir, or giving a speech to a group of brick walls.
Alas, all is not lost. My disappointment is the result of my having forgotten an important notion that I've always tried to maintain, but sometimes forget: as Benjamin Franklin himself said, "blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed." I have never been let down by that proverb, unless I have let it down first. That men like President Obama exist gives me hope.
Regardless of the reality we are subsequently provided resulting from the actions of our government, I will try to govern my self to the best of my ability and always remember that good lives can be lived in even the direst of situations. Mind over matter eh?
What he said was actually fine. In fact, I'm quite impressed as usual with the man's ability to give a speech. My detachment from his cause comes, however, from the response of his colleagues. It's hard to not feel exasperated with the political conditions in our country when you see such a clear division in the house between the two parties; and indeed this was one of the points he briefly covered.
I feel like more vital energy/time is spent on a trench war between left and right than it is on actually fixing the things that are plaguing this country. Half of the things said in opposition of his speech felt like pointless criticism aimed at him merely because the shooters have premeditated motifs for gunning the man down; either these attempts at reputational murder are designed for the less intellectual supporters of a cause, or they are a mere waste of time and brain cells, at best.
However if that approach is taken with the opposition's response, something is left to be said about what they were responding to: it's as if the President was either preaching to the choir, or giving a speech to a group of brick walls.
Alas, all is not lost. My disappointment is the result of my having forgotten an important notion that I've always tried to maintain, but sometimes forget: as Benjamin Franklin himself said, "blessed is he who expects nothing, for he shall never be disappointed." I have never been let down by that proverb, unless I have let it down first. That men like President Obama exist gives me hope.
Regardless of the reality we are subsequently provided resulting from the actions of our government, I will try to govern my self to the best of my ability and always remember that good lives can be lived in even the direst of situations. Mind over matter eh?
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