We all know them and even love some of them. I wake up to NPR and 9 out of 10 times I just want to scream. “Give me some real, fucking news!” You know. The stuff that actually effects me and most everyone else on the planet. I don’t give two shakes of a dead dog’s dick what Justin Bieber or Miley Cyrus are doing. Tell me about the latest oil spills, rising oceans, killer storms, droughts and what food is going to turn me into a mindless zombie. I’d also like some good news. What’s new in alternative energy? Those 3-D printers? Holy shit, they’re evolving faster than a cold virus. But I digress. This rant is about people who want to believe in the power of “happy thoughts”. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AI5mbBDRAdw http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fhsxz-qP8b4 I have hung out with these types of people. They exist. They’re mostly harmless, but if you dare to question their beliefs and/or don’t subscribe to them. They’re just as shitty and abrasive as any fundamentalist. I’ve bailed on a few circles because of chicken shit, passive aggressive behavior. Bitch, please. I survived catholic school, where passive aggression and emotional blackmail are art forms.
Not that happy thoughts are bad things. But, we need something a little more substantial behind those thoughts if we’re going to crawl out of this wreckage. We need our agitators! http://www.youtube.com/user/LeeCamp2 http://www.youtube.com/user/permascience
Yeah, I love youtube. Boy, you want to see the dregs of humanity with basic computer skills and no shame? This is what I’m talking about! The news is full of meaningless drivel. We watch other people “live” on reality shows that are anything but real. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=clKi92j6eLE It’s all about distraction. In Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World. It was mindless consumerism, soulless sex and the drug, soma. I liken it to Prozac and other “happy” pills they push on us, today. Don’t think or feel. Just keep your head down and do your job. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Sheep_Look_Up
Can you tell I’m a bit of an agitator? I feel that is my job and everyone else’s to make a stink when we see that something is not right. I have been driven from the herd most of the time. Only to stand back and watch the shit hit the fan, as I had warned. No apologies from the fuckwits I tried to warn. Some lessons need to be learned the hard way. I guess.
So, I walk this razor’s edge of healer/hater, anarchist/socialist, mad artist/rational geek. This is one of the reasons I have the Chaos symbol tattooed around my navel.
Does anyone else see the four horsemen? They trot around this earth as if on Lipizzaner stallions and we watch each disaster as if it’s a fucking horse show! The revolution will not be televised.
So, keep those happy thoughts going, but, also, put your back into the revolution of your choice. Let’s get this done!