Category Archives: Politics

politics

being misjudged

on rare occasions I meet someone who assumes that I’m reasonable and not crazy and not extreme and not me and “am normal” and don’t express myself honestly.
sometimes they friend request me.
seeing one of them delete their friend request, after a few weeks of my posts, is amusing.
seeing people not yet realize that I’m not your average easy going type, and then seeing them find out… is just sorta amusing.

when things exist JUST to make money…

thought of the day, 2 8 2015
when things exist JUST to make money, instead of to do “what they actually are supposed to do-”
you’re fucked.
such as healthcare as way to make money, instead of a way to, you know, provide healthcare so that people can be healthy.
or music as way to make money, instead of… you know, a way to play music and make music and enjoy music, instead of just making garbage, calling it music, and selling it to ignorant or stupid people with bad taste. OOH OUCH yes… YEs…smile emoticon ;);)
or clothes, as a way to make money, instead of, you know, provide people with clothes so that they aren’t cold, n shit.
or phones, as a way to communicate, instead of, you know, a way to sell people the most unnecessary and expensive (and distracting) device POSSIBLE, with all this excess garbage that nobody needs, instead of, you know, to just communicate.
or higher education, as a way to make money, instead of, you know, a way to teach people and a way for people to learn interesting and useful things.
or streaming movie things, as a way to make money, instead of, you know, just charging people for what they want when they want it, and not charging them a high rate per month, whether they are using it or not (thanks to that, I don’t see movies at all anymore, pretty much.)
or attitudes towads our bodies and sex, as way to make money, instead of, you know, a way to love and be loved and have sex and be happy.
or sports, as way to make money, instead of, you know, a way to, like, play sports and enjoy them and enjoy life.
so, yeah… somethin’s real fucked up with that.
but THANKFULLY, it’s not entirely my problem.
I know this stuff, and when I make music, it’s for the right damn reason. I’m gonna die some day, so I’ll make music for the right reason now.
that’s good enough. it has to be.

Thought of the Day 2 6 2015

Thought of the Day 2 6 2015
perhaps one would not be defensive if they did not feel that others were attacking them (regardless of whether other’s really are attacking them.)
feeling safe is important.
so is feeling valid, and deserving of happiness and life.
not letting others’ actions define you is a fine idea, as is not taking it personally when other people disappoint you.

Music=music cooler than politics

wow, after three or four days of rehearsing and playing music with many friends far and wide, for many hours, I am reminded not for the 100th time,

that playing music is a lot cooler than being on facebook and getting all indignant about politics and such.

again, authentic or not….

is being approved of by others important, or is being honest and real(and therefore approved by ONESELF) important…

I know the answer.

Dammit, people should just what THEY LIKE. EVERYONE should do this.

that way, people wouldn’t be SECOND-HANDING everything, trying to GUESS what others want, and practically ignoring what THEY THEMSELVES want/are/need.

and no, little though of compromise has yet gone into this, after ALL, compromise comes, if at all, later, not in the beginning.

first you have a position, an ideal, an authentic, a real.

doing things for oneself or others

… Whether things are done for one’s own comfort/likes/tastes,
or for Other’s PERCEIVED comfort/likes/tastes, (as if that is even possible to know,) let alone their ACTUAL comfort/likes/tastes…

really is a BIG. QUESTION.
, now, isn’t it. (to me.)

and by extension, others doing things for “your” perceived comfort/likes/tastes… how can they know what your ACTUAL comforts likes and tastes are…

… psst. this isn’t actually a question at all, it is
my implication
that you should not in fact adhere to GENERIC social norms which, being generic, have possibly not all much in common with what other people ACTUALLY want.

and that you SHOULD to things according to YOUR likes and tastes and comforts.

just a thought, possibly a very big one.

I wonder what this has to do with being an artist. or being crazy. or awesome. or honest. or an individual. or all of these. not none. shoutout Raffi.

and yes, this is the way I think things should be.

I wonder also what this has to do with my feeling that being weird was not okay, as a child, as I as seem to have allowed my life to become a vengeful rebellion against the labelers, those who labeled me, while they are off living their lives (happily or otherwise…) I am here rebelling forever.

but alas, in the words of Yoda, “Decide “I” must, how to serve myself best…”
it is for no other to tell me, as it isn’t for anyone tell the main character from The Hurt Locker

that he should be happy at home with wife and kid, and not in Iraq in the adrenaline of battle, to be happy.