Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Philosophy. Show all posts

Monday, June 1, 2020

Just don't be an asshole about it

Yeah, see, it's not the first part that's the problem. It's the second part.

Put another way, if I walk around saying "Go fuck yourself!" you think I'm kind of a jackass, right? Now, imagine if I'm a jackass carrying a gun, or possibly carrying a deadly virus.

Yeah, see, a jackass that can commit mass murder!

And this is literally the problem with everyone laughing at this meme - they get so self-absorbed and self-congratulatory about the first part, they completely miss the part about how they're shouting to the world 

"I'm a jackass! You will respect me!"

Being a jackass doesn't make anyone special.

Doesn't work that way, luv. Doesn't work that way.



Tuesday, November 26, 2019

Humans don't think - they EMOTE



Humans are ruled by Emotion, and maybe, once in a while, sometimes bother to think. 
Exhibit A: Social Media


Yes, I said it this way first. A friend, who still has a Facebook account helped me create the image.

I've pointed out before that humans don't think for shit.  (Actually, my entire blogging career is pretty much about that, so I've close to a thousand examples where I point that out.)

I kept trying to walk away, and not care, but I fucking care, and there's so much stupid in the world, I just need to shout at it.


Wednesday, August 7, 2019

Perhaps it is time to move on?

Borusa: You have access to the greatest source of knowledge in the universe.

The Doctor (Tom Baker): Well, I do talk to myself sometimes.

I saw a LOT of Fourth Doctor episodes as a kid. I suspect it affected my thinking for the better.

Sometimes I listen to myself. If I am the chaos element that appears only in time of need, perhaps - like G+ - my time has run its course. That is, this manifestation was what *I* needed, as well as you. Perhaps it is time for me to change, to let this account close, and find new ways to express myself. Perhaps it is time I channeled my voice more directly into the meat world. That my time here has helped me hone my methodology of expression and refine my own values. If all goes well, you will see me, but recognize me only in your heart :)

REMEMBER:

Thursday, January 31, 2019

Saturday, January 26, 2019

Boot-stomp appropriateness?

Okay, tell it to me honestly, is it only because I'm not black, that the image of a black man wearing "I've been boot-stomped" latex pants seems slightly inappropriate?  I mean, I am a cynical bitch, but even so, I'm probably just overthinking this.


Or, maybe it's just that he's such a handsome devil?  I'm going with that.  Damn, but he is fine :-)



Saturday, December 8, 2018

To dream

I caught myself literally thinking "I'm not even going to bother to dream, anymore," about having something in my life that is deeply important, but there are a lot of hurdles.

I know what needs to be done to achieve this, I just need help with how to keep perspective that dreaming is important and how not to give up.


Monday, October 15, 2018

Moral relativism

I'm tired of hearing:

“It's okay that Trump is a liar, because Clinton was, too.”

NO. It's not okay that either of them were liars. 

To claim "It's okay when my guy lies," is moral relativism, and bullshit.

Lying is either wrong, or it isn't.
(Hint: It's wrong.)

This isn't rocket surgery.



Tuesday, September 25, 2018

Why I am generous

Thankfully, I've never actually been homeless, but I have had times where I had to live with someone else, when I would much rather have had my own home. I learned to share, because it could be me.



I'm also a big tipper. Not because I'm wealthy, but because I know that even small compliments - small kindnesses - can go a long way.



Tuesday, September 11, 2018

11-Sept-2001 - We Remember

We Remember. 

There was a time, for a few days, where the entire fucking planet was united in horror, united in solidarity, and united in recognizing we are all human. 

We Remember this to honor those who died on 11-Sept-2001, and all those who have died since because of 11-Sept-2001.



Thursday, August 23, 2018

Lessons from social media


Everything I need to know, I learned on social media:

Every day, in just five minutes.

Humans are wonderful.

Humans suck.

You might want to rethink that...



If your best defense of Harry is:

“Yeah, well, Thom and Dick are axe murderers, TOO,”

Then you might want to rethink why you are even defending Harry.



Tuesday, August 14, 2018

If buying a gun was like getting an abortion

The artificial termination of pregnancy is such a messy subject.  But, the truth is that a huge part of that mess is the sheer, unbridled hypocrisy surrounding it.


This meme does two jobs, really well. It points out how little Americans actually give a shit about life - I mean, 30 000 firearm deaths per year, yet the solution is "more guns"?  Yeah, no.

And let's not let women end unwanted pregnancies, but fuck your socialist state if you expect me to help pay to have a healthy baby born, or to raise a healthy child who doesn't turn to crime to survive?  Yeah, classic.

I mean, nothing like using a gun to murder people who provide medical support to poor women who want to stay healthy and keep their babies, right?  What could possibly be more "2018 American" than that?

"Pro-Lifers" are so full of shit, the stink reeks to Heaven and God and Jesus are offended.

Tuesday, July 10, 2018

Elisa Mac says "Don't be stupid"

If you've read five or more of anything I've written, you've probably caught on that "stupidity and dullness" are pretty much the reason I blog.    Elisa Mac just sums it up so nicely. Plus, she has cool costumes, and totally rocks the purple hair.








Wednesday, June 27, 2018

If you want to be an asshole, at least own up to it

Unlike, for example, religious bigots or racists dog, I don't need an excuse to be an asshole.

I'm a big girl. If I want to be an asshole, I just will, and I will own it.

I won't try to congratulate and excuse my bad behavior by telling myself I'm magically full of specialness - or even, say, Ambien - that means I'm somehow not an asshole - and thus immune to consequences - for acting like one.


Friday, June 15, 2018

Real world resume


Resumes are just character sheets for DND IRL edition. 

- Malcolm Cosby (on G+ and Blogger)





Be happy first, rich second

Too many people confuse money with happiness, and when they run into money problems, they become unhappy, and blame everyone around them.

Money can't buy happiness; it can merely buy opportunities to be happy in different ways.




This isn't intended to be a  "brilliant psychobabble" post. I mean, it's a frickin' meme, but it is meant to maybe get you to think about the meme a bit differently, and maybe with that slightly altered perspective, the meme - and the message - will take on new value.


Tuesday, May 29, 2018

How important is a fast reply to text messages?

My retort to this blog posting. And I'll be frank, this came out of a fight I just had with a friend who got pissy that someone hadn't responded to every single text for 12 hours.  Okay, it was just a handful, but 12 hours later, the reply came back, failed to address every single text, and it had been twelve  hours, because "No one waits 12 hours to reply to text!"  Um, yeah, for example, *I* do. Except with friends that I know have serious damage - and get pissy - about not getting fast replies. 

So, the linked post, ...

On the one hand, amusing. On the other hand, I'm not going to be a slave to the gadget in my pocket. I'm not going to sacrifice my life for async experiences, where huge chunks of time are wasted waiting for a response. If it's important, CALL ME. At least, then I have a full bandwidth conversation, in real-time, instead of splitting my focus with having to type at 1/8 the speed I can talk constantly interrupting whatever is going on around me, for example playdate with my niece or nephew at the park.

That means, if it takes me days, or never, to reply to your text message, that I'm not a fan of text messages, and it has nothing to do with how much I care about you. Text messages are convenient for async leave-me-a-message-and-I-will-reply.

Text messages are not "real-time," in any sense of the phrase. Text messages are time wasters on a scale that Faceborg can't hope to compete.

So, "what it actually means"? Not a damn thing, unless you want to measure servitude to a gadget, or servitude to people who can't be bothered to call you, or drive to meet you somewhere.

How Long A Person Takes To Text You Back And What It Actually Means




Wednesday, April 11, 2018