I frequent my quiet Friday mornings by listening to Freakonomics Radio. Their weekly podcasts are posted on Wednesdays and I enjoy them Fridays as a way to ease the anticipation of it being the last day in the work-week. There are many fascinating topics that arise from that podcast that I would never have attributed to economics (a subject I hold in a prime spot of discontent for its lack of solid foundation) and has actually led me to feel a slight camaraderie with the subject area.
This week's topic has lead me on a spree across the internet in a need to learn more on this fantastic topic (and here is a link to one of the articles I found on The Economist): The Sharing Economy
Simply put: individual fair trade is now supported by large internet based companies. Fantastic!
Pros: individuals can start getting something back from the surplus they may have, individuals can access what they need for a simpler (and usually lower) fee, actual socialization is promoted.
Cons: there are always the small percentage of abusers, local governments are disgruntled as taxes are not being paid for the goods/services, companies still doing things the "traditional" way are feeling threatened.
The thing to remember is that people have been doing this for years, perhaps even decades. Regardless of how disruptive to each other we can easily be, at the foundation of it all we naturally want to share in a way that benefits both parties. We are taught to share at an early age because it is polite and how you make friends. The only change currently is that a handful of people have made it largely available through an international resource. Wow!
What I wonder is simply this: why do so many feel the need to find the negatives or to fight back against this?
It would be easy to answer this question by saying things such as "well the government needs those tax dollars" or "this is hurting other well-developed companies" or even "it hurts the local areas by putting that money into someone's personal pocket rather than back into the community."
These responses have all been and are being used. I feel they are weak defenses. The internet companies have offered to work with local governments to process the appropriate taxes and submit them along with the transaction that occurs. Those well-developed companies should be looking at the competition as an opportunity. After all, there would be no want of sharing businesses if consumers' needs were being fully met. As for the local areas being hurt, I completely disagree. If I stay at a fancy hotel in downtown Seattle, I am most likely going to spend my sight-seeing money in the same places local to that hotel as the other hundred people staying there at the same time. Whereas, if I stay in a residential area then my money goes to the mom-and-pop restaurant that normally only sees the locals' support.
I think this concept is a great growth obstacle and what do we all do instinctively when change is involved??? We resist. Change is scary. It brings the unknown which has the possibility of being bad or hard. That is the real answer to the push back to this new form of business: fear.
Too often we let fear dictate our choices and our actions. It just shouldn't be. Especially when it comes to a concept such as a sharing economy. By definition, that is a business plan based on the idea of helping each other to benefit all parties involved.
Bottom line: just work together. Why is that so hard?
Friday, September 19, 2014
Thursday, September 18, 2014
@*$#?!
Originally posted 10-30-2013
Warning: explicit language questioned (and used a little)
I’m wondering who determines what is offensive and what is not so offensive. It’s clear that everyone is on the same page with the “four letter” words that are bad. Or are we?
Once upon a time, on a cable network not so long ago, censorship was clearly and simply defined. You couldn’t say curse words, although derogatory terms for one’s race or sexual orientation were allowed. Then censorship grew and expanded. Or rather, it shifted. Suddenly, it was okay to say damn, shit, ass, and sometimes even bitch. Derogatory terms were limited based on circumstance. This meant n***** could only be said by a black person or a white guy connected to a black guy and mistakenly attempting to relate; fag could only be said to a homosexual by his/her friend during a disagreement.
As always, f*** is still not allowed. Why did we shift?
We still refer to shit, damn, etc as “bad words” but seem to no longer uphold that as seriously as we once did. We tell our children not to say them but those words are everywhere. In fact, these words are now so commonplace that we have become desensitized to their meanings.
Please, do not mistake me. I am simply making observations, not arguing that this is wrong. Here’s what’s wrong:
Curse words and derogatory slurs are so common that we no longer, for the most part, take any offense. All, save one: f*** is still considered the worst of the bad words.
How do we determine acceptable terms versus offensive?
To me, the basis should be on the word itself. Look at the definitions:
Shit: the act of defecation; used as an intensive
Damn: to punish; used to express intensity; degree of consideration
Ass: a type of mammal; an obstinate person
Granted these do have the vulgar definitions as well. Here’s the catch, each of these words, when just said alone is, by definition, not offensive. It is how they are expressed in a sentence that will define them as such.
There are derogatory words, that when said alone the word is still clearly derogatory. Whore, n*****, fag, and c*** are examples. There really is no definition of any of these words that is not offensive. Well, except for fag; in Britain it is a cigarette.
All things considered from my explanations above, my question is: how can all of that be less offensive than f***? Honestly, f*** is most commonly used as an adjective (that was f*ing awesome), as an exclamation (oh f***!) or to reference a private act between a couple ;). Yes, it is also used to condemn someone but really the most common uses are not offensive by definition or use.
So what’s the deal here? Why is f*** the worst of the worst? I would really think c*** or fag would be worse. In fact, I strongly deter my friends from saying either of those two. At the same time, I am sneered and complained about for saying f***. Media censors it but allows bitch and n*****. In fact, one movie that used ‘f’ in place of f*** was still censored. We revere this word as so bad that we don’t even want to hear the first letter.
Censorship is to buffer from the negative words and activities in media. Why is this not based on intent and application? Why is a sex scene, intimate and caring, skipped over while the rape scene is not? Is it just because we don’t see the rape, even though we hear it during the scene? And in the scene after that, the character may say n***** but the responding f*** you is censored.
Is censorship bought like votes in politics?
And people wonder what’s wrong with our society. Hmmm….
Warning: explicit language questioned (and used a little)
I’m wondering who determines what is offensive and what is not so offensive. It’s clear that everyone is on the same page with the “four letter” words that are bad. Or are we?
Once upon a time, on a cable network not so long ago, censorship was clearly and simply defined. You couldn’t say curse words, although derogatory terms for one’s race or sexual orientation were allowed. Then censorship grew and expanded. Or rather, it shifted. Suddenly, it was okay to say damn, shit, ass, and sometimes even bitch. Derogatory terms were limited based on circumstance. This meant n***** could only be said by a black person or a white guy connected to a black guy and mistakenly attempting to relate; fag could only be said to a homosexual by his/her friend during a disagreement.
As always, f*** is still not allowed. Why did we shift?
We still refer to shit, damn, etc as “bad words” but seem to no longer uphold that as seriously as we once did. We tell our children not to say them but those words are everywhere. In fact, these words are now so commonplace that we have become desensitized to their meanings.
Please, do not mistake me. I am simply making observations, not arguing that this is wrong. Here’s what’s wrong:
Curse words and derogatory slurs are so common that we no longer, for the most part, take any offense. All, save one: f*** is still considered the worst of the bad words.
How do we determine acceptable terms versus offensive?
To me, the basis should be on the word itself. Look at the definitions:
Shit: the act of defecation; used as an intensive
Damn: to punish; used to express intensity; degree of consideration
Ass: a type of mammal; an obstinate person
Granted these do have the vulgar definitions as well. Here’s the catch, each of these words, when just said alone is, by definition, not offensive. It is how they are expressed in a sentence that will define them as such.
There are derogatory words, that when said alone the word is still clearly derogatory. Whore, n*****, fag, and c*** are examples. There really is no definition of any of these words that is not offensive. Well, except for fag; in Britain it is a cigarette.
All things considered from my explanations above, my question is: how can all of that be less offensive than f***? Honestly, f*** is most commonly used as an adjective (that was f*ing awesome), as an exclamation (oh f***!) or to reference a private act between a couple ;). Yes, it is also used to condemn someone but really the most common uses are not offensive by definition or use.
So what’s the deal here? Why is f*** the worst of the worst? I would really think c*** or fag would be worse. In fact, I strongly deter my friends from saying either of those two. At the same time, I am sneered and complained about for saying f***. Media censors it but allows bitch and n*****. In fact, one movie that used ‘f’ in place of f*** was still censored. We revere this word as so bad that we don’t even want to hear the first letter.
Censorship is to buffer from the negative words and activities in media. Why is this not based on intent and application? Why is a sex scene, intimate and caring, skipped over while the rape scene is not? Is it just because we don’t see the rape, even though we hear it during the scene? And in the scene after that, the character may say n***** but the responding f*** you is censored.
Is censorship bought like votes in politics?
And people wonder what’s wrong with our society. Hmmm….
No filters please
Originally posted 7-20-2013
“Do these pants make my butt look bad?”
Why yes, yes they do.
When first I meet a person, regardless the situation or the intent behind the meeting, I always tell him/her this one fact: I always give and expect complete, unhindered honesty. I will tell you if those pants are ugly or if the soup you made is gross. I will tell you I missed what you said cause I was staring at your backside. And I mean it when I say I want you to treat me the same way.
There use to be a show on called Kids Say the Darndest Things. The real reason this was so entertaining isn’t that they say wild and crazy things. Well, not all of them. The real reason is that children have no filter. They say what they think. If a 6 year old sees an obese woman in the grocery store you will most likely hear “Wow that lady is fat.” This is quickly followed by a shushing, blushing, apologizing, and a stern lecture to the child.
Why?! The child is just stating a fact; be it out of turn or inappropriate, it is still a fact. Besides, we all think those things anyway.
I think we have issues with honesty due to two things: embarrassment and regret. We don’t want people to tease us or be mean to us so we hide those things about ourselves. This makes it easier to forget those moments; pretend that time we tripped and fell in our ice cream didn’t happen.
Why chose to hide those things? From what I’ve experienced with people, I see it like this: there are not enough people who like themselves.
I have been through many bad experiences, dumb mistakes, hard times, even dangerous times. If someone were to ask me “If you had a time machine and could travel only through your life time, what would you change?”
Nothing. I like the person I am. There are quirks and damaged joints, but I have made my life and I’m proud of who I have become and what I have survived. If I changed something in my past, I might lose that.
Therefore, if I would change nothing and I am proud of who I am, then I feel no need for embarrassment and regret. This frees me to be accepting of and willing to offer complete, unfiltered honesty.
We need more of that.
“Do these pants make my butt look bad?”
Why yes, yes they do.
When first I meet a person, regardless the situation or the intent behind the meeting, I always tell him/her this one fact: I always give and expect complete, unhindered honesty. I will tell you if those pants are ugly or if the soup you made is gross. I will tell you I missed what you said cause I was staring at your backside. And I mean it when I say I want you to treat me the same way.
There use to be a show on called Kids Say the Darndest Things. The real reason this was so entertaining isn’t that they say wild and crazy things. Well, not all of them. The real reason is that children have no filter. They say what they think. If a 6 year old sees an obese woman in the grocery store you will most likely hear “Wow that lady is fat.” This is quickly followed by a shushing, blushing, apologizing, and a stern lecture to the child.
Why?! The child is just stating a fact; be it out of turn or inappropriate, it is still a fact. Besides, we all think those things anyway.
I think we have issues with honesty due to two things: embarrassment and regret. We don’t want people to tease us or be mean to us so we hide those things about ourselves. This makes it easier to forget those moments; pretend that time we tripped and fell in our ice cream didn’t happen.
Why chose to hide those things? From what I’ve experienced with people, I see it like this: there are not enough people who like themselves.
I have been through many bad experiences, dumb mistakes, hard times, even dangerous times. If someone were to ask me “If you had a time machine and could travel only through your life time, what would you change?”
Nothing. I like the person I am. There are quirks and damaged joints, but I have made my life and I’m proud of who I have become and what I have survived. If I changed something in my past, I might lose that.
Therefore, if I would change nothing and I am proud of who I am, then I feel no need for embarrassment and regret. This frees me to be accepting of and willing to offer complete, unfiltered honesty.
We need more of that.
Values
Originally posted 10-3-2012
I’ve been contemplating the topic of a rant a friend had the other day. I think it only stuck with me because it was very insightful for this particular individual.
I don’t recall what lead up to the rant, but I remember it revolved around the inability of a person to know how to behave. My friend founded this issue on the grounds that values, norms, and ethics (from here on all referred to as ‘values’) are ever changing.
Normally, we ignore this friend as he is usually just a cranky ass, but like I said, this struck me as insightful. The more I think about it, the more I believe that this is accurate in surprising ways.
Example: when my mother was born, it was okay to grab your secretary’s ass. When I was born, it was okay to tell her that shirt makes her tits look great. Now, when my friends’ are having kids, it’s okay to tell her that shirt is nice but only if you are the same sex, heterosexual, and follow it up by asking where she got it. That would be the course of between 50-60 years.
This example shows that our values have shifted to being more conservative. Some people may argue something about being respectful or equality, but I think that’s junk so we’ll skip it. Our values have become, on the larger scale of it, more conservative. Why?
Example: when my grandmother was married, wearing white truly meant something. When my parents were married, it was okay if white didn’t mean quite as much. When I got married, and my friends got married, it was okay and common knowledge that white was just worn out of tradition.
Once upon a time, one would be scorned for having had a sexual partner before marriage. Now we judge people who haven’t had a sexual partner before marriage. Once upon a time, adultery would be kept quiet and would rarely happen. Now it is bragged about like making the winning pass in the high school game. This clearly shows that some layers of values have become more liberal. Again, I ask why?
I have come to the conclusion that these changes in such drastically opposite ways is spurned by fear. We fear being judged, we fear change, we fear commitment, responsibility, being alone, not being respected. With all this fear it’s no wonder that our basic foundation of values has begun to crack and shutter.
How much longer will it hold the flood at bay?
I’ve been contemplating the topic of a rant a friend had the other day. I think it only stuck with me because it was very insightful for this particular individual.
I don’t recall what lead up to the rant, but I remember it revolved around the inability of a person to know how to behave. My friend founded this issue on the grounds that values, norms, and ethics (from here on all referred to as ‘values’) are ever changing.
Normally, we ignore this friend as he is usually just a cranky ass, but like I said, this struck me as insightful. The more I think about it, the more I believe that this is accurate in surprising ways.
Example: when my mother was born, it was okay to grab your secretary’s ass. When I was born, it was okay to tell her that shirt makes her tits look great. Now, when my friends’ are having kids, it’s okay to tell her that shirt is nice but only if you are the same sex, heterosexual, and follow it up by asking where she got it. That would be the course of between 50-60 years.
This example shows that our values have shifted to being more conservative. Some people may argue something about being respectful or equality, but I think that’s junk so we’ll skip it. Our values have become, on the larger scale of it, more conservative. Why?
Example: when my grandmother was married, wearing white truly meant something. When my parents were married, it was okay if white didn’t mean quite as much. When I got married, and my friends got married, it was okay and common knowledge that white was just worn out of tradition.
Once upon a time, one would be scorned for having had a sexual partner before marriage. Now we judge people who haven’t had a sexual partner before marriage. Once upon a time, adultery would be kept quiet and would rarely happen. Now it is bragged about like making the winning pass in the high school game. This clearly shows that some layers of values have become more liberal. Again, I ask why?
I have come to the conclusion that these changes in such drastically opposite ways is spurned by fear. We fear being judged, we fear change, we fear commitment, responsibility, being alone, not being respected. With all this fear it’s no wonder that our basic foundation of values has begun to crack and shutter.
How much longer will it hold the flood at bay?
What's wrong here?
Originally posted 9-10-2012
A brief example of what’s wrong with our society. It has nothing to do with video games, drugs, rock and roll, religion, or politics.
I stopped at Walgreens for ice cream on my way to girls’ night. One register was open with two people and their full carts in front of me. A guy was working nearby at an end-cap behind the second register. I stood there for about four minutes before the cashier was done with person one.
Now, second in line and feeling my ice cream getting soft, I watch the guy at the end-cap put a couple things on the counter, look at me and turn back to what he was doing. The cashier is just starting in on the cart of the person in front of me. She stops a moment to use the inercom: “Second checker, please. Second checker.”
The guy steps away from the end-cap and offers to help me at the register.
First: this guy was obviosly oblivious to environment within a three foot radius of him.
Second: did the cashier really need to use the intercom to page the guy four feet from her to help out?
Really. I’m going to call lazy and stupid the front-runners for what’s wrong with this situation. What happened to our society’s work ethic and consideration for others?
A brief example of what’s wrong with our society. It has nothing to do with video games, drugs, rock and roll, religion, or politics.
I stopped at Walgreens for ice cream on my way to girls’ night. One register was open with two people and their full carts in front of me. A guy was working nearby at an end-cap behind the second register. I stood there for about four minutes before the cashier was done with person one.
Now, second in line and feeling my ice cream getting soft, I watch the guy at the end-cap put a couple things on the counter, look at me and turn back to what he was doing. The cashier is just starting in on the cart of the person in front of me. She stops a moment to use the inercom: “Second checker, please. Second checker.”
The guy steps away from the end-cap and offers to help me at the register.
First: this guy was obviosly oblivious to environment within a three foot radius of him.
Second: did the cashier really need to use the intercom to page the guy four feet from her to help out?
Really. I’m going to call lazy and stupid the front-runners for what’s wrong with this situation. What happened to our society’s work ethic and consideration for others?
2 Cents
Originally posted 9-8-2012
So recently my life has been in a bit of an upheaval and it has led me to receive multiple forms of criticism from those around me. I am left frustrated by what they say. Honestly, where does all the judgement come from?
I understand that people try to be helpful. Seriously though, there is a distinct and completely misunderstood line between opinion and advice. When talking to another person about life, one will want to be wary of this line.
Opinions are completely biased whereas advice is a process. When one forms an opinion, it is solely based on that person’s perspective, wants, and preferences. Advice, on the other hand, takes into consideration the other person’s perspective, wants, and preferences. I think too many people end up offering opinions over advice due to the fact that our society has bred us to be self-centered. We focus too much on ourselves first and that is a fact of social nurture. One has to lookout for oneself as most others won’t do it for you.
I’m sure Freud would enter here with some schpeal about the Ego and the Id. However, I don’t care for Freud so we’ll skip that.
This thought process has led me to ponder the phrase of one giving their ‘two cents.’ I use to think of this concept as an endearing slang but no longer do I think this is accurate. Honestly, what is two cents worth? Not a damn thing. Even 200 pennies isn’t worth much as almost no one would take them.
So here’s the challenge: next time you are in a conversation and someone says something like “I want to move to Seattle” take a moment and think. Think about that person and the things they like. Would Seattle suit them even if it wouldn’t suit you? What other cities are similar that would suit them? Think about that person; offer advice, not opinion.
Keep your two cents in the change jar.
So recently my life has been in a bit of an upheaval and it has led me to receive multiple forms of criticism from those around me. I am left frustrated by what they say. Honestly, where does all the judgement come from?
I understand that people try to be helpful. Seriously though, there is a distinct and completely misunderstood line between opinion and advice. When talking to another person about life, one will want to be wary of this line.
Opinions are completely biased whereas advice is a process. When one forms an opinion, it is solely based on that person’s perspective, wants, and preferences. Advice, on the other hand, takes into consideration the other person’s perspective, wants, and preferences. I think too many people end up offering opinions over advice due to the fact that our society has bred us to be self-centered. We focus too much on ourselves first and that is a fact of social nurture. One has to lookout for oneself as most others won’t do it for you.
I’m sure Freud would enter here with some schpeal about the Ego and the Id. However, I don’t care for Freud so we’ll skip that.
This thought process has led me to ponder the phrase of one giving their ‘two cents.’ I use to think of this concept as an endearing slang but no longer do I think this is accurate. Honestly, what is two cents worth? Not a damn thing. Even 200 pennies isn’t worth much as almost no one would take them.
So here’s the challenge: next time you are in a conversation and someone says something like “I want to move to Seattle” take a moment and think. Think about that person and the things they like. Would Seattle suit them even if it wouldn’t suit you? What other cities are similar that would suit them? Think about that person; offer advice, not opinion.
Keep your two cents in the change jar.
Lunch with Karma
Originally posted 9-9-12
I am a moderately devote Pagan. This just means that I believe in the power, connection, and overall importance of Life. I cry when I see a squirrel run over on the highway but I am not Vegan because I also believe in the cycle of Life. This means that I believe in reincarnation. Afterall, that energy has to go somewhere and it’s really just a given that I believe in Karma.
This is not to say that I like Karma. I hate it, in fact. I can’t decide if Karma is male or female because of how it seems to shift so. I’d like to have a meeting with it sometime. Forget the Dali Lama. I don’t want answers to Life; I want to find those myself. It’s Karma I want to talk to…
In a soft lit corner of an outdoor bistro, I sit waiting patiently and gaze at the stars. My companion wanders in, late as usual:
Me: Hey, Karma. You look lovely tonight.
Karma: I know I’m late. Don’t pretend you didn’t notice.
M: It’s not important; you’re here.
We place our orders and sit back to sip our wine.
M: Look, I wanted to talk about a few things…
K: Oh, here we go. I can’t just go out and eat. Someone always has an agenda. *sigh* Fine but only until the entree comes out. I want to enjoy my steak.
M: I just want to know what’s going on with you lately. You seem really confused and things are being done a bit backwards, it seems. I’m just worried about you.
K: Ugh, you sound like my mother.
M: Can we please be civil? I think I have the right to be concerned when you’re rewarding the selfish, the greedy, and the lazy.
K: I know what I’m doing. An idiot can do my job. You get what you give, reap what you sow, what comes around goes around. It’s not rocket science.
M: I understand that. Do you see why I’m concerned now?
K: Are you calling me an idiot?
M: No! I’m just saying that things seem to be getting backwards.
K: Such as?
M: Well, all those executives that bankrupted the corporations. Why are they still doing so well? And that school shooting, couldn’t you have helped one of those kids? The unwed single mother down the street lives in a house with full cable and food in the cupboards and she doesn’t even work. Why does she get it so easy while I worked hard and hold an education and two jobs but I can barely afford to feed myself much less have cable in my one bedroom apartment. That is so backwards, can’t you see that?!
K: Oh see? It’s all about you. It always comes back to you!
M: Well you can’t blame me! You’ve been a real pain in my ass lately. What did I do to deserve your cruelty? I’ve worked hard my whole life and you do this crap to me….aw, please don’t cry.
K: It’s not my fault! *sob*
M: Just calm down. Forget I said anything. Do you want another glass of wine?
K: There’s so much I can’t do. Hundreds of years of mankind’s freewill has evolved your society in such a way that I’m practically impotent!
M: Look, I’m really sorry I said anything…
K: I do things. You just don’t notice! Last week when you looked over in time to keep from being side-swiped. Or a few weeks ago when that vagrant came into the bar and left real quiet when you asked him. I did those things…
Nobody notices. Everyone’s too wrapped up in their own world…
I am a moderately devote Pagan. This just means that I believe in the power, connection, and overall importance of Life. I cry when I see a squirrel run over on the highway but I am not Vegan because I also believe in the cycle of Life. This means that I believe in reincarnation. Afterall, that energy has to go somewhere and it’s really just a given that I believe in Karma.
This is not to say that I like Karma. I hate it, in fact. I can’t decide if Karma is male or female because of how it seems to shift so. I’d like to have a meeting with it sometime. Forget the Dali Lama. I don’t want answers to Life; I want to find those myself. It’s Karma I want to talk to…
In a soft lit corner of an outdoor bistro, I sit waiting patiently and gaze at the stars. My companion wanders in, late as usual:
Me: Hey, Karma. You look lovely tonight.
Karma: I know I’m late. Don’t pretend you didn’t notice.
M: It’s not important; you’re here.
We place our orders and sit back to sip our wine.
M: Look, I wanted to talk about a few things…
K: Oh, here we go. I can’t just go out and eat. Someone always has an agenda. *sigh* Fine but only until the entree comes out. I want to enjoy my steak.
M: I just want to know what’s going on with you lately. You seem really confused and things are being done a bit backwards, it seems. I’m just worried about you.
K: Ugh, you sound like my mother.
M: Can we please be civil? I think I have the right to be concerned when you’re rewarding the selfish, the greedy, and the lazy.
K: I know what I’m doing. An idiot can do my job. You get what you give, reap what you sow, what comes around goes around. It’s not rocket science.
M: I understand that. Do you see why I’m concerned now?
K: Are you calling me an idiot?
M: No! I’m just saying that things seem to be getting backwards.
K: Such as?
M: Well, all those executives that bankrupted the corporations. Why are they still doing so well? And that school shooting, couldn’t you have helped one of those kids? The unwed single mother down the street lives in a house with full cable and food in the cupboards and she doesn’t even work. Why does she get it so easy while I worked hard and hold an education and two jobs but I can barely afford to feed myself much less have cable in my one bedroom apartment. That is so backwards, can’t you see that?!
K: Oh see? It’s all about you. It always comes back to you!
M: Well you can’t blame me! You’ve been a real pain in my ass lately. What did I do to deserve your cruelty? I’ve worked hard my whole life and you do this crap to me….aw, please don’t cry.
K: It’s not my fault! *sob*
M: Just calm down. Forget I said anything. Do you want another glass of wine?
K: There’s so much I can’t do. Hundreds of years of mankind’s freewill has evolved your society in such a way that I’m practically impotent!
M: Look, I’m really sorry I said anything…
K: I do things. You just don’t notice! Last week when you looked over in time to keep from being side-swiped. Or a few weeks ago when that vagrant came into the bar and left real quiet when you asked him. I did those things…
Nobody notices. Everyone’s too wrapped up in their own world…
Welcome and good night!
Once upon a time, I had a blog elsewhere with rambling thoughts and confusions about the things I encounter. Of late, I seem to spend far more time on Google and have neglected my little blog. Quite likely because the stats and notices are 90% crap and junk advertising. Sadly unreliable...
Not that it is of great importance if anyone reads this. I just find it refreshing and personally fulfilling to put thoughts down somewhere. In this day of technology and cloud this or that, it is just more efficient to use a mobile source for my pondering. A quiet contemplation supported by spell check. Much easier and more readily accessible than a diary.
So here I am and I bring a couple notices right out of the gate:
So here it is.
And they lived happily ever after.
Not that it is of great importance if anyone reads this. I just find it refreshing and personally fulfilling to put thoughts down somewhere. In this day of technology and cloud this or that, it is just more efficient to use a mobile source for my pondering. A quiet contemplation supported by spell check. Much easier and more readily accessible than a diary.
So here I am and I bring a couple notices right out of the gate:
- don't judge me for my language and keep an open mind to a point of view.
- Remember that this is written for me and you are merely a (hopefully welcome) trespasser to my thoughts.
- These are simply words strung together in a printed form. Any emotion, positive or negative, that you receive is only there because you projected it upon these word combinations. In other words: if what I write upsets you, that's your problem due to your own perception. Deal with it on your own pages.
So here it is.
And they lived happily ever after.
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