I have to admire this guy! Kudos to you sir!
I have to admire this guy! Kudos to you sir!
Trust the Holy Trinity of Coffee, Vodka and Berocca to fortify your fragile bulwark against the Monday suck.
Seriously why has no-one invented this…
[Jo] This makes me smile. Mostly because I know people who get really bent out of shape about things like this. Ha ha. As an aside I do think we are inclined to use the term Nazi quite loosely these days… seeing as there is no Nazi party anymore. Lowercase nazi doesn’t really mean anything… ie. Nazi… a member on the Nazi party. I don’t think you even really use it as a lowercase adjective… (the things I think about when I’m waiting for markets to open)
I mean being an actual Nazi is quite a horrific thing. Why do we cheapen its effect and meaning by using it quite carelessly. Do we actually mean Grammar fascist? That doesn’t really make sense to me either…
In any event. If you care about the English language so passionately that incorrect grammar upsets you, I’m sorry that you get lumped together with this particular ideology. In all honesty… I don’t even really understand the idiom of ‘there, there’ when comforting someone anyway… If you want to comfort me… slip me $20. That will almost always cheer me up. Unless of course I though my grief was worth at least $50.
‘…I am still just a rat in a cage’ – Smashing Pumpkins, Bullet with Butterfly wings.
It is still, after all these years, one of my favorite songs. Even if I don’t lace up my sixteen hole doc Martens and step into the mosh-pit anymore… Mostly because that’ll mean a week of ibuprofen and misery afterwards… also lets be completely honest, at the venerable age of thirty nine, anything that may result in hard living happens WAY after my bed time (these days).
Speaking of hard living, enter stage left, Louis CK, comic, ginger and chronic, serial masturbator.
… I’ve wasted a lot of time just being angry at people I don’t know. You know its amazing how nasty we can get as people, depending on the situation. Like most people are okay… as long as they’re okay. But if you put people in certain contexts they just change. Like when I’m in my car I have a different set of values. I am the worst person I can be when I’m behind the wheel, which is when I’m at my most dangerous. When you’re driving that’s when you need to be the most compassionate and responsible of any other time of your life, because you are fucking driving a weapon among WEAPONS. And yet its the worst people get… and I am the worst.
‘… I’ve had a few’
Bronnie Ware, an Australian nurse working in palliative care, recorded what she perceived to be the top five regrets of the dying. They were:
1. I wish I’d had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me.
2. I wish I hadn’t worked so hard.
3. I wish I’d had the courage to express my feelings.
4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends.
5. I wish that I had let myself be happier.
Brown, Darren. Happy – why more or less everything is absolutely fine. Penguin Randomhouse. 2016
Its 5am. Joey is standing outside his house on the asphalt, stretching out his spine in anticipation of his run. He selects Outdoor run on his Apple watch, it dutifully starts counting down, 3, 2, 1 and then… it goes dark. What the… I take a closer look. The whole face of the watch has just popped off and is semi-dangling from the housing. The watch is dead. I stand there, perplexed.
Sadly, the first thing I think of is how this has just completely stuffed up my ‘perfect month achievement’ award.
Then I think how sad it is that ‘THAT’ is my first reaction.
I take the watch off, shove it my post box and go running.
Its a good run.
At least I think it is. It feels like one, even if I don’t have any empirical evidence to back up my hunch.
I suppose there are several ways I could interpret this event. Most clear to me is that the god(s)* of quantifiable self, hate me.
*I’m not sure if this a monotheistic god or a polytheistic pantheon so I make allowances for plurality.
Briefly I wonder what I might have done that’s annoyed them. Its a fairly exhaustive list of sins, strikes and misdemeanors…. difficult to narrow it down to just one category. Could be anything.
I imagine Seneca would have taken his Apple watch and smashed it on a rock, just to prove he didn’t need it. (Maybe) Although more likely is that he had previously negatively visualized his Apple watch arbitrarily failing. And so he was mentally prepared for the loss of an achievement award.
Things I should have anticipated.
If only I weren’t The worst Stoic ever… then things would go better for me.
… messing up our perfectly conceived political systems for 1.3 million years…
Libertarianism is like Leninism: a fascinating, internally consistent political theory with some good underlying points that, regrettably, makes prescriptions about how to run human society that can only work if we replace real messy human beings with frictionless spherical humanoids of uniform density (because it relies on simplifying assumptions about human behavior which are unfortunately wrong). – Unknown
So the problem is humans? Hmmm… interesting…
Also this may be the fairest criticism of libertarianism I’ve read. But I also think humanities ability to cooperate it one of its greatest dimensions.
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