quite disillusioned with society in general, because it sucks.
republicans seem to want to privatize everything, so that that corporations can make money.
this is bad for everyone else.
are they for anything else, or is this their primary function,
privatizing everything so that they can make money, payed for by everyone else,
when,
the other way of doing it, is cheaper for everyone else.
why should we support such an idea?
I don’t.
especially when it’s unnecessary.
god I hate these people.
fuck capitalism thriving on scarcity. it’s gonna destroy us.
hell the hell with you.
the hell with your system
the hell with the system.
it’s fucked.
it’s garbage.
some day I’ll be dead and not have to deal with it.
that’ll be peaceful.
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politics
CALARTS I LOVE YA!
CALARTS I LOVE YA!
that is all.
if I wasn’t at a concert at the LA Phil…
if I wasn’t at a concert at the LA Phil…
I would be pissed that people were uncouth (wow, just wow, it’s not like me to use that word in it’s ACTUAL meaning) and that they weren’t interested in what I am.
yet, when I AM at such a place… a COMPLEX LITANY of STRONG emotions emerges.
everything from
resentment that other people are not as serious as me,
that other people are enjoying the work in a different way than I (call me a narcissist, CALL ME one!)
that
people bother to get “SUPER” dressed up, with “OTHER PEOPLE” who are super dressed up, and they do it as a SOCIAL OCCASION.
FUCK that!!! UMPH!
to irritation at the kinda formal generic lingo that the artists and presenters (ughhhh) use
to jealousy professional and otherwise, to
to wishing it was me instead of them,
to imagined resentment that the artists, were I to meet them, WOULDN’t be AS CRAZY as I, in MY way, (maybe they would, I’d love that… I could marry that…, or at least have sex with it…)
…yeah, it’s mostly at the audience, and the PRESENTATION.
HATE that formal SHIT.
but DO be serious, DO be serious. that’s not the same as formal, mind you.
…
in other words, I’m your normal sensitive crazy artist.
as a critical thinker
but seriously, as a critical thinker, as someone who is interested in HOW and WHY….. a majority of people just piss me off, with their
doing things that don’t make sense, and yet doing them anyway, even though they don’t make sense,
and their lack of critical thinking.
I don’t like people who aren’t thoughtful.
that said, I probably also don’t like people who think different than I, but one thing at a time.
moody me/others confusion as usual
…imagine a young child, very sensitive, and the child’s environment is bewildering and scary, emotionally, for the child lacks an adult-understand of what everything “means.”
all manner of things that would be neutral, even enjoyable, are instead filled with fear and guilt and shame and pain.
all except for a few that feel super duper WOnderful. ADHD High Stimulation things, of course. (I seriously don’t know WHAT life would be like without such things, and I pity those who don’t have it.)
… …
how could I afford, to care about others…
when I was so busy protecting myself from this scary world full of hurtful scary people and mean kids who were just jerks…
how could I have managed to even understand that sometimes you can do things that make OTHERS feel good, even if they don’t make YOU feel good….
how could I, when I had developed a very real sense from a very young age,
that people were scary, that I felt very afraid, and that no one seemed to understand ME…
I felt alone…
I couldn’t be GIVING…
how could I have been?
I was too busy DESperately clinging to and corralling the various instances of High Stimulation things that in addition to feeling good, also were pretty much the only time I WASN’T scared, I presume. I don’t “exactly” remember how things felt 30 or more years ago. it’s like trying to use a betamax or even a vhs tape today…
perhaps I am incorrect that I am not a Giving Person (I was surrounded by people which might be called Hippies this weekend…. lovey dovey types, who seemed not to have a care in the world, they all seemed to chill, so easy going, so satisfied, so caring, so giving, so kind.
either they all had nothing to worry about, or they pretended they didn’t, or they have all made peace with themselves, or they pretend do, or they know not their own suffering (that is more likely with status quo “non” hippies it would seem.)
perhaps I hate myself, perhaps they don’t.
who knows. …
it feels like I never differentiated (“The Boundaries Thing…”)
myself from others, that I am narcissistic and self-absorbed and that
I never reach out to others just to reach out to others.
it reminds me of how Father seemed. who knows…
I wonder if I CAN develop a sense of this.
if I should. if I need to.
who knows.
I’ll have to keep being courageous in this.
who knows.
life, meaning, enjoy, giving, hm.
In a world where the thought of the day is
“Life is meaningless…. just enjoy it.”
perhaps giving to others
is indeed a nice thing.
Capitalism’s Downward Pressure to be mediocre
Still haven’t heard how the Ayn Rand camp defends the fact that capitalism has a downward pressure to produce as little as possible and sell it for the most.
these clowns have to admit at some point that this results in making garbage and presenting it as treasure, the very thing that they accuse socialists of, yes?
“enshrining mediocrity.”
isn’t that what capitalism and oligarchy are doing?
why else is pop music these days nothing but commercial GARBAGE?
ain’t apologizin, eat it. guess I’m old now.
no, I ain’t old, I’m educated and have good bloody taste. never liked most pop music. only reason I liked James Brown (and really, is that pop music? was it ever?) is cause I happen to dig the rhythms and the harmonies and the fact that they repeat a lot. it’s happenstance. if they weren’t as they are, I’d pass over James Brown, as I do a lotta funk that doesn’t have “certain” chords and “certain” rhythmic feels and “isn’t repetitive such that it pulls me in and I want more and more of it.”
still haven’t heard from the Ayn Rand Camp where they get off thinking that capitalism doesn’t unnecessarily (at this point in history) encourage
Willful STINGINESS. rather than actually thinking and actually caring and actually deciding WHAT CONSTITUTES a GOOD JOB at something, a thing WORTH doing.
not just DOING It, regardless of it’s meaning and place in the general scheme of things, if it has one at all.
SEE? I HAVE LEADERSHIP SKILLS!!! hahahaha (this is a joke, but it isn’t)
“James Brown is God.” no joke. not god, just awesome. hows that for a disclaimer.
I give orders
I don’t understand the proverbial CLERK, or GRUNT.
I ain’t the type be like “yes sir.” I’m the type who
1. if I don’t like something, I won’t even want to be there Ideally speaking.
2. if I AM there, I’ll either be GIVING the orders, or
3. adding my 60 cents (much more than two) whenever I see fit.
IT SEEMS I HAVE LEADERSHIP SKILLS! HAHAHAAAA!!!!
I say I don’t “underSTAND” them because I simply am not one, I mean.
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a lot of the typical ways of doing things, I just don’t like. not because they are common, because they are lamer than a way I would have them done.
the norms of society
understanding the norms of society “normally” involves noticing several things:
1. they absolutely suck
2. they are completely boring
3. infinitely better ways of doing EVERYTHING are possible
4. they are designed with average people in mind.
5. not questioning these norms, not thinking, and not doing something BETTER is very very bad. and it makes me enraged that this seems to be what most people choose to do (because they are lazy?)
6. doing things for the most money instead of “any other human or humane reason AT ALL” is very very bad too. see previous posts on how this basically turns the world into garbage and creates misery for everyone but the richest, and frankly, creates it for them too because money doesn’t make you happy.
and again…
just think…
some day I won’t have to deal with it at all.
…
good thing there ‘are’ ‘good thoughts’ and ideas and feelings that in spite of “all that garbage” still exist and still are good.