Well happy fucking new year! Really happy you and I made it through the first decade of the 21st century, because so many didn't.
I'd like to believe the idiocracy of the 2000s could be left behind but I know that won't happen just because the year changed.
So, as a child of the 21st century, I'd like to leave my readers with some impressions I have had of the world and America and life.
When I was a wee li'o second grader I witnessed angry religious kooks fly airplanes into civilian buildings and kill massive amounts of people. Then I saw one religious kook who was not chosen by our supposed democracy, bomb the living shit out of and then continually occupy a third-world nation which did not attack us.
When I was a wee li'o sixth grader, I was convinced that I was doing a better job educating myself than my public school was, and that angry religious kooks needed to be removed from office. I went door to door and campaigned for Kerry-Edwards, sometimes having doors slammed in my face with absurd comments like "fuckin' commies" and that sort of blather.
Now, at the venerable age of 17, I see religious kooks holding signs that say "bring down Obamacare" and "impeach the Kenyan".
And as an American, what do I know about the rest of the world? Well, honestly, not much. Although I know this not to be true, America could just as well be the only country in the world, because nothing I'm taught in school or at home suggests otherwise, other than the occasional reports of federal tax dollars being spent on bombing the living blubber out of countries that could just as well be figments of our imagination. However I know this not to be true.
What have I learned about America?
I've learned you can work hard to pursue your passions which you are presumeably free to choose and usually earn a descent living; I've also learned that you can do this every day you live and then have everything you knew dashed to pieces before your eyes because of someone else, and see them reap the rewards.
I've learned you're free to do what you want, unless it's naughty. You're free to ponzi thousands of people out of billions of dollars worth of wealth one way or another but can you snort an innocent little line of coke? NO! BAD!
I've also learned something about retribution. If someone robs a bank, are they forced to truely repent by perhaps not being paid to clean their lavatories for a few years? No, they sit in a small cramped tax-dollar provided space where they consume taxpayer resources and give nothing whatsoever back to society.
Ah, America!
Also, I've learned that kooks, of any political leaning, will NOT listen to the voice of reason. So therefore, I'm free to say,
RUSH LIMBAUGH, IF YOU LOVE THEOCRATIC TOTALITARIAN BRUTALITY SO FUCKING MUCH, GO LIVE IN THE ISLAMIC FUCKING REPUBLIC OF I-FUCKIN'-RAN!
See? Even to the untrained brain, that CLEARLY was no voice of reason, and as you, my loyal readers/assailants have probably pieced together, I am no voice of reason.
WHAT ASSHOLES? I'M SEVENTEEN! WHAT THE HELL DO YOU EXPECT?
Well as my readers know, I tend to have a miserable dystopic rant followed by something a bit more positive to lighten the mood and leave you at least slightly more uplifted than you were whilst reading through the preceding paragraphs, so here goes:
In 2011, I'll be able to vote, and you damn well know I will. I encourage my fellow youth to vote regardless of your political sway, because democracy is a participatory sport, it only really works if everyone raises their hand at some point, whether it be for one side or the other.
I enourage anyone and everyone who is willing and able to get involved with community service projects such as Oregon Food Bank and Free Geek (look them up on Google or a comprable search engine, I don't want to bother with links at the moment). Whether you lean left, right, or just don't give a shit, it's important to see where we ALL matter, in our communities.
Well one thing I've learned about our American society is what it's missing: love. Real love, not the shit you see on TV. Love your friends, they need you. Assuming the situation is reasonable, give a random person a nice hug. "Accidentally" drop a dollar or ten in a public place. Smile at people you don't know. Give someone a random compliment.
Well, I hope you've all enjoyed my various ranting, bitching and dreaming, I know it's been a while (aww, did you miss me?). As per usual, post your enamorance/hate below, or send me a message or comment on MySpace or Facebook.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
Showing posts with label Bitching. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bitching. Show all posts
Friday, January 1, 2010
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Apologies....
Alright, I had to move my computer from my room as some remodeling was going on so I have not had internet access for the last couple of days, so my apologies to any readers.
I think I've figured something out a little bit about life, and the world, and people, and first is that I have no idea what any of their significance is, and secondly that they all suck major pornstar dick. Lastly, anywhere or anything to be "gotten to" or achieved in life sucks, and is bound to be something that is unenjoyable.
Example: to get anywhere in this fucking world, you need to go to school. Well, school sucks.
Example 2: to be attractive you need to exercise and eat right, both of which suck.
Example 3: on a less personal level, in order for a country to "succeed" it needs to exert military and economic imperialism over surrounding countries, which sucks.
Anything pleasurable will get you absolutely nowhere, it will drag you down. I find it ironic, life's pains and suckiness are the only ways to get ahead.
Some more examples of fun/pleasurable things that will drag you down in this life:
Substance use. Good example. More fun than I've had at any other time in my life. Idiots talk about just "getting high on life" which is FUCKING BULLSHIT, YOU ARE CUNTLICKERS
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
ASSHOLES.
You can't get inebriated "on life" you have to destroy your body and brain to really enjoy the finest beauty of human existence.
Second: fatty food. Tasty. Delicious. Amazing. Wish I could live off of it. But you fucking can't otherwise you turn into a fat piece of shit like me, or a fatter piece of shit like Rush Limbaugh. Your arterial system will go fuck itself up its ass until you die a slow painful heart attack death.
MICHAEL ANGRY!
MICHAEL SMASH!
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Alright, my reserves of bitching have been temporarily depleted, as usual, post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
I think I've figured something out a little bit about life, and the world, and people, and first is that I have no idea what any of their significance is, and secondly that they all suck major pornstar dick. Lastly, anywhere or anything to be "gotten to" or achieved in life sucks, and is bound to be something that is unenjoyable.
Example: to get anywhere in this fucking world, you need to go to school. Well, school sucks.
Example 2: to be attractive you need to exercise and eat right, both of which suck.
Example 3: on a less personal level, in order for a country to "succeed" it needs to exert military and economic imperialism over surrounding countries, which sucks.
Anything pleasurable will get you absolutely nowhere, it will drag you down. I find it ironic, life's pains and suckiness are the only ways to get ahead.
Some more examples of fun/pleasurable things that will drag you down in this life:
Substance use. Good example. More fun than I've had at any other time in my life. Idiots talk about just "getting high on life" which is FUCKING BULLSHIT, YOU ARE CUNTLICKERS
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
FUCK YOU.
ASSHOLES.
You can't get inebriated "on life" you have to destroy your body and brain to really enjoy the finest beauty of human existence.
Second: fatty food. Tasty. Delicious. Amazing. Wish I could live off of it. But you fucking can't otherwise you turn into a fat piece of shit like me, or a fatter piece of shit like Rush Limbaugh. Your arterial system will go fuck itself up its ass until you die a slow painful heart attack death.
MICHAEL ANGRY!
MICHAEL SMASH!
...
...
Alright, my reserves of bitching have been temporarily depleted, as usual, post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Make-up ranting, bitching and dreaming. Enjoy.
My apologies for my absence yesterday, I was not able to access a computer pretty much all day, so I'll make it up to y'all with a nice long juicy post with plenty of ranting, bitching, and dreams.
There are a few things I think that are keeping humanity down, and today I'd like to elaborate on what I think they are.
First, overpopulation. 6.8 billion people live on this planet. That's scary. Now yes, there are species who's populations are much greater than that, however the concern is resource-to-life-form ratio. Human existence consumes massive amounts of resources; this has been true since the emergence of humans, early humans moved quickly from area to area and depleted the resources (mainly large game) of those areas. Now we are smart enough to wipe our own asses though, literally and figuratively. We need to choke population growth severely. To ensure the prosperity of humankind (and Earth, I suppose, and I'm speaking as if this was our goal), human population should be closer to say...oh I'm just going to pull a number out of my ass here, let's say...4 billion. That's still a shit load of people, mind you, but 4 billion intelligent mass-resource consuming life-forms to one planet is a better ratio than 7 billion intelligent mass-resource consuming life-forms to one planet.
Second thing wrong: religion (in the way that it currently exists), and war, which I personally believe are one in the same at this point in time. Catholicism, Protestantism, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, have at some point all killed someone, or masses of people and used their religion as their motive. What I think will solve this problem: a unified democratic-republic world government. We joke about America being "world police", but I think the world NEEDS an Earth-wide enforcer, however it should be a nameless godless associate like "da govermunt" rather than a very apparent western symbol, America. A UWG (Unified World Government, which is how I will refer to it from now on) would enable humankind to do all the cool shit we've been fantasizing about since our supposed conception. What every history class I've ever taken has shown me is: war = national debt, mass loss of life, and decrease in education. The USSR collapsed from the massive Cold War debt they accumulated from their competing nuclear program. Being a bit of an atheist its tempting to think that "ridding the world of religion" would solve all our problems, but clearly, doing so would just be the good old cause-irony.
Lastly, the education of each and every living breathing human soul on the planet. The root of all of our problems is ignorance, or willful ignorance (i.e. stupidity). My point here is simple: an educated world is a more peaceful world, and a peaceful world advances technologically much faster than one in war (although technology acquired by means of war has done humanity a lot of good, we wouldn't have the internet if it were not for our military).
So ends today's rant. On to bitching (although there probably was bit of bitching snuck in there).
I'm officially bored with my life. I do the same things over and over and over, new things I try seem trivial, and things that people try to get me interested in are really difficult for me to engage with. Go to school, come home, go to school, come home, work out, go to school, come home, go to school come home, work out, go to school, drink, smoke, party, come home. Repeat.
I guess the upside is that I have it relatively easy. That is all I have to bitch about at the moment.
Here's a dream. I want to build what I call a "commune-house". It would basically be a house/apartment complex with just ONE big bill to pay off at the end of the month. With lots of people living there, it would be no problem. It would be for all of my loving brothers and sisters (I'm an only child so I think y'all know what I mean), and I hope it would encourage other people in similar situations to do something like that.
I also dream of being a true multitalent philanthropic billionaire. I know it sounds incredibly selfish but that's really what I want to do with my life. It goes along with my belief (which I think is well inline with American liberalism) is that consolidated wealth in the right hands can do a load of good for society. I want to be an awesome guitarist and songwriter, I think I can change people with my music. I want to program the best video games the world has ever seen and make modern technology massively available to anyone and everyone who wants it or needs it. I want to help sew the seeds of tomorrows forests and reconsider how we build our homes with massive quantities of lumber from ancient trees that tenaciously hold on humanity's brinking equilibrium with nature.
As I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, I dream of space exploration. Looking and traveling farther into space will bring us closer to breaching a level of unprecedented transendentalism. Perhaps, exceeding the speed of light, or determining the true origins of matter, or even encountering another sentient species of life.
My blogging juice is now out, post your loyal enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
There are a few things I think that are keeping humanity down, and today I'd like to elaborate on what I think they are.
First, overpopulation. 6.8 billion people live on this planet. That's scary. Now yes, there are species who's populations are much greater than that, however the concern is resource-to-life-form ratio. Human existence consumes massive amounts of resources; this has been true since the emergence of humans, early humans moved quickly from area to area and depleted the resources (mainly large game) of those areas. Now we are smart enough to wipe our own asses though, literally and figuratively. We need to choke population growth severely. To ensure the prosperity of humankind (and Earth, I suppose, and I'm speaking as if this was our goal), human population should be closer to say...oh I'm just going to pull a number out of my ass here, let's say...4 billion. That's still a shit load of people, mind you, but 4 billion intelligent mass-resource consuming life-forms to one planet is a better ratio than 7 billion intelligent mass-resource consuming life-forms to one planet.
Second thing wrong: religion (in the way that it currently exists), and war, which I personally believe are one in the same at this point in time. Catholicism, Protestantism, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism, Buddhism, have at some point all killed someone, or masses of people and used their religion as their motive. What I think will solve this problem: a unified democratic-republic world government. We joke about America being "world police", but I think the world NEEDS an Earth-wide enforcer, however it should be a nameless godless associate like "da govermunt" rather than a very apparent western symbol, America. A UWG (Unified World Government, which is how I will refer to it from now on) would enable humankind to do all the cool shit we've been fantasizing about since our supposed conception. What every history class I've ever taken has shown me is: war = national debt, mass loss of life, and decrease in education. The USSR collapsed from the massive Cold War debt they accumulated from their competing nuclear program. Being a bit of an atheist its tempting to think that "ridding the world of religion" would solve all our problems, but clearly, doing so would just be the good old cause-irony.
Lastly, the education of each and every living breathing human soul on the planet. The root of all of our problems is ignorance, or willful ignorance (i.e. stupidity). My point here is simple: an educated world is a more peaceful world, and a peaceful world advances technologically much faster than one in war (although technology acquired by means of war has done humanity a lot of good, we wouldn't have the internet if it were not for our military).
So ends today's rant. On to bitching (although there probably was bit of bitching snuck in there).
I'm officially bored with my life. I do the same things over and over and over, new things I try seem trivial, and things that people try to get me interested in are really difficult for me to engage with. Go to school, come home, go to school, come home, work out, go to school, come home, go to school come home, work out, go to school, drink, smoke, party, come home. Repeat.
I guess the upside is that I have it relatively easy. That is all I have to bitch about at the moment.
Here's a dream. I want to build what I call a "commune-house". It would basically be a house/apartment complex with just ONE big bill to pay off at the end of the month. With lots of people living there, it would be no problem. It would be for all of my loving brothers and sisters (I'm an only child so I think y'all know what I mean), and I hope it would encourage other people in similar situations to do something like that.
I also dream of being a true multitalent philanthropic billionaire. I know it sounds incredibly selfish but that's really what I want to do with my life. It goes along with my belief (which I think is well inline with American liberalism) is that consolidated wealth in the right hands can do a load of good for society. I want to be an awesome guitarist and songwriter, I think I can change people with my music. I want to program the best video games the world has ever seen and make modern technology massively available to anyone and everyone who wants it or needs it. I want to help sew the seeds of tomorrows forests and reconsider how we build our homes with massive quantities of lumber from ancient trees that tenaciously hold on humanity's brinking equilibrium with nature.
As I mentioned in one of my earlier posts, I dream of space exploration. Looking and traveling farther into space will bring us closer to breaching a level of unprecedented transendentalism. Perhaps, exceeding the speed of light, or determining the true origins of matter, or even encountering another sentient species of life.
My blogging juice is now out, post your loyal enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
Monday, November 23, 2009
Living life "behind the camera", and going to Mars
I think I'm going to try to make a daily habit out of this blogging thing. I hope it will be cathartic.
I'm currently trying to learn to read music...I've been trying to do so for almost a year now...pretty much complete failz. But I keep trying!
A while ago I read about an individual who collected plastic bottles, netted and tied them together, and made a one-man nation, known as Spiral Island. I'm going to do that some day, but with more people and money...who knows, maybe we'll teach the world something. I'll post my speculations about this endeavor at a later time.
Now for bitching.
I feel like I live life "behind the camera". I think this is the reason for my drug use, alcohol especially really helps me escape that. Day to day, life feels listless and uninteresting; I feel like I get up every morning because I have to (although less I'll admit, going to my new school has really helped that); I watch other people giggle and have fun, I chuckle at people's jokes and misfortunes.
I love talking to people, like REALLY talk, I can't for the life of me stand the dullness of silence/smalltalk. But it just doesn't happen...
Exercising has also helped a bit, I see and feel myself get a lot bigger and stronger and feel a small sense of pride about it.
Most of the time my mind is a blank slate, void of much thought at all, my eyes stare vacantly into the space in front of me. On the bus, I hear conversations on the bus but I just don't care, I see shit going down that I don't like but my conscious isn't stirred. I go through the day with minimal energy, I feel tired and generally depressed (not really about anything, just a lowered state of emotion).
When I can stir up the energy to play guitar, it DOES feel great. Music comes out of me and it feels like I'm letting all the shit that clogs my soul out.
Bitch note number two: life ONLY as I know it.
I guess I shouldn't complain about my life's stability regardless of its general dullness, but I have to say, life as I know it is pretty lame: go to school and do the work, and when that's done, booze and smoke and play video games and music. Eat, sleep, poop, et cetera. Although, hmm, maybe that's not so bad...
I'm wondering what life would be like outside of my house, I guess I would just do the same thing in some frat house someplace when I'm in college (if that ever happens) and when that's done with rent some apartment or house and do the same thing with some job that may or may not involve my degree of whatever.
Which leads me to a dream.
Whatever happened to kids dreaming of growing up to become astronauts?! I mean that's so fucking cool! These days, the "New Frontier" is something it seems that us young folk think is just stupid as all hell. I guess that's something I should add to my vast conservative conspiracy theory that the right is subtly indoctrinating us at a young age to disregard science...*ahem* anyways...
Sophomore year of high school I read a terrific astrophysics piece by Robert Zurbin, entitled "The Case For Mars: How and Why Humankind MUST Explore the Red Planet" (or something of that nature, I could be a bit off). As the title kindly points out, Zurbin explains the means, method, and reason for manned missions to explore and eventually COLONIZE Mars.
Hey, I don't know about anyone else but I think that IS FUCKING COOL!
The hell of a trip: he says it would only take about 180 days to get there. Fucking crazy awesome. I would do it even if it was my death sentence.
If nobody else has the ganas or the guts to go, fuck it, I'll do it no matter what kind of crazy radiation poisoning I might get. Science is a glorious cause. In fact, just to add, I don't want my body buried or cremated when I die. Give my blood to someone who needs it, donate the rest of me to science! Or give my heart or my organs or whatever to some person who needs a transplant.
When we finally get our lazy human asses over to Mars, we need to fucking colonize it! I'll do it, shit, it would be kinda dull living 45-lightminutes (distance from Earth to Mars) from everyone I know and love but I'd still be like "bitch I'm on Mars!". Shit would be different on Mars. You can't pollute like you can on Earth because guess what? If you do, you would INSTANTLY fuck over the entire population of the planet.
I think it would be pretty sweet to be 20% lighter. If I could spend just half an hour in 0.8 Gs that would be fantastic.
If this ever happens, I'd like to build a mansion with a nice view of Olympus Mons (a mountain on Mars many MANY times the size of Everest), and I could live there with my family and friends. We could have a ranch to grow Martian corn and raise Martian cattle, and my kids would be the first Martians! Well the first HUMAN Martians at least...hehe.
Hope that was enjoyable, readers! Until next time, post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
I'm currently trying to learn to read music...I've been trying to do so for almost a year now...pretty much complete failz. But I keep trying!
A while ago I read about an individual who collected plastic bottles, netted and tied them together, and made a one-man nation, known as Spiral Island. I'm going to do that some day, but with more people and money...who knows, maybe we'll teach the world something. I'll post my speculations about this endeavor at a later time.
Now for bitching.
I feel like I live life "behind the camera". I think this is the reason for my drug use, alcohol especially really helps me escape that. Day to day, life feels listless and uninteresting; I feel like I get up every morning because I have to (although less I'll admit, going to my new school has really helped that); I watch other people giggle and have fun, I chuckle at people's jokes and misfortunes.
I love talking to people, like REALLY talk, I can't for the life of me stand the dullness of silence/smalltalk. But it just doesn't happen...
Exercising has also helped a bit, I see and feel myself get a lot bigger and stronger and feel a small sense of pride about it.
Most of the time my mind is a blank slate, void of much thought at all, my eyes stare vacantly into the space in front of me. On the bus, I hear conversations on the bus but I just don't care, I see shit going down that I don't like but my conscious isn't stirred. I go through the day with minimal energy, I feel tired and generally depressed (not really about anything, just a lowered state of emotion).
When I can stir up the energy to play guitar, it DOES feel great. Music comes out of me and it feels like I'm letting all the shit that clogs my soul out.
Bitch note number two: life ONLY as I know it.
I guess I shouldn't complain about my life's stability regardless of its general dullness, but I have to say, life as I know it is pretty lame: go to school and do the work, and when that's done, booze and smoke and play video games and music. Eat, sleep, poop, et cetera. Although, hmm, maybe that's not so bad...
I'm wondering what life would be like outside of my house, I guess I would just do the same thing in some frat house someplace when I'm in college (if that ever happens) and when that's done with rent some apartment or house and do the same thing with some job that may or may not involve my degree of whatever.
Which leads me to a dream.
Whatever happened to kids dreaming of growing up to become astronauts?! I mean that's so fucking cool! These days, the "New Frontier" is something it seems that us young folk think is just stupid as all hell. I guess that's something I should add to my vast conservative conspiracy theory that the right is subtly indoctrinating us at a young age to disregard science...*ahem* anyways...
Sophomore year of high school I read a terrific astrophysics piece by Robert Zurbin, entitled "The Case For Mars: How and Why Humankind MUST Explore the Red Planet" (or something of that nature, I could be a bit off). As the title kindly points out, Zurbin explains the means, method, and reason for manned missions to explore and eventually COLONIZE Mars.
Hey, I don't know about anyone else but I think that IS FUCKING COOL!
The hell of a trip: he says it would only take about 180 days to get there. Fucking crazy awesome. I would do it even if it was my death sentence.
If nobody else has the ganas or the guts to go, fuck it, I'll do it no matter what kind of crazy radiation poisoning I might get. Science is a glorious cause. In fact, just to add, I don't want my body buried or cremated when I die. Give my blood to someone who needs it, donate the rest of me to science! Or give my heart or my organs or whatever to some person who needs a transplant.
When we finally get our lazy human asses over to Mars, we need to fucking colonize it! I'll do it, shit, it would be kinda dull living 45-lightminutes (distance from Earth to Mars) from everyone I know and love but I'd still be like "bitch I'm on Mars!". Shit would be different on Mars. You can't pollute like you can on Earth because guess what? If you do, you would INSTANTLY fuck over the entire population of the planet.
I think it would be pretty sweet to be 20% lighter. If I could spend just half an hour in 0.8 Gs that would be fantastic.
If this ever happens, I'd like to build a mansion with a nice view of Olympus Mons (a mountain on Mars many MANY times the size of Everest), and I could live there with my family and friends. We could have a ranch to grow Martian corn and raise Martian cattle, and my kids would be the first Martians! Well the first HUMAN Martians at least...hehe.
Hope that was enjoyable, readers! Until next time, post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Blog intro
As the title of the blog might imply, this blog is just a place for me to let loose.
So let's get started.
The first thing I would like to bitch about is this: independence, or at least the illusion of it. I'll get to the illusion part shortly.
One thing that I've discovered as a teenager in America is that no matter where you go, public school, private school, whatever, independence means REJECTION. I say this because I have witnessed open-minded, kind, people (including myself) become social pariahs because they do their own thing, which is supposedly encouraged in this terrific society of ours.
Now let me speak from personal experience. I don't listen to the shit that most of my fellow teenagers call "music". I don't wear baggy blue jeans, I don't wear white tee-shirts, I despise Facebook, I don't wear colorful skater-shoes, I don't have a "cluster" of friends, I don't shoot secret handshakes to various people in the halls. I think you get it. If you don't well maybe you and I have something in common. Skanky women, jocky men, or vice versa, et cetera.
Anyways, that all seems to beg the question: what DO I do? I listen to punk rock and metal. I wear tight black jeans, I wear band tees under a punk-rock studded jacket which I made, I love MySpace, I wear ankle-high Doc. Martens, I wear thick dramatic makeup (I'll note here I'm a guy) I have a handbasket of BEST friends, I give silent sneers to people who perpetuate the meaning of EVIL to me.
Dependence, faith, and participation in the status-quo are facts that make the illusion of independence hold strong. The quieter of the crowd depend on the "normal" aspect (i.e., dressing like everyone else so they look like human beings). The loud popular bunch are the ones who create the religion of normality and go about protheletizing for followers; and of course, those too cowardly to think for themselves mindlessly follow.
The irony to me is that independence as defined by this conservative overculture is adherence and dependence on the system. Get good grades, participate in sports, do sober things with large groups of people, go to church/synagouge/mosque/whatever, do what the "in" crowd is doing; the only way to go far in life is to do all of that.
The truth as I see it is that because this is the reigning overculture, it IS the only way to go far in life--pause, EASILY--because nearly everyone will support you. Independence = rejection, if you have your own ideas about how life should be lived, prepare to take a giant societal dick-to-the-face, because nobody wants to hear you. In fact, to reward your new ideas, you'll be humiliated. As I have discovered, the only way to out-penis society is to expand one's own. Figuratively, of course, although physically wouldn't do me any harm either....but I digress.
I say all this being: a Jew, but also an atheist; a punkrock afficionado, a fan of metal; a news addict/political junkie; a drinker and potsmoker and user of psychadelics; this list could go on for a while. Oh I guess it could be added: the fact that I'm spewing my feelings on a blog...is a sure sign of an Edgar Allen Poe.
Anyways readers, my patience for typing has just about expired. I'll post something in the near future. Post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
So let's get started.
The first thing I would like to bitch about is this: independence, or at least the illusion of it. I'll get to the illusion part shortly.
One thing that I've discovered as a teenager in America is that no matter where you go, public school, private school, whatever, independence means REJECTION. I say this because I have witnessed open-minded, kind,
Now let me speak from personal experience. I don't listen to the shit that most of my fellow teenagers call "music". I don't wear baggy blue jeans, I don't wear white tee-shirts, I despise Facebook, I don't wear colorful skater-shoes, I don't have a "cluster" of friends, I don't shoot secret handshakes to various people in the halls. I think you get it. If you don't well maybe you and I have something in common. Skanky women, jocky men, or vice versa, et cetera.
Anyways, that all seems to beg the question: what DO I do? I listen to punk rock and metal. I wear tight black jeans, I wear band tees under a punk-rock studded jacket which I made, I love MySpace, I wear ankle-high Doc. Martens, I wear thick dramatic makeup (I'll note here I'm a guy) I have a handbasket of BEST friends, I give silent sneers to people who perpetuate the meaning of EVIL to me.
Dependence, faith, and participation in the status-quo are facts that make the illusion of independence hold strong. The quieter of the crowd depend on the "normal" aspect (i.e., dressing like everyone else so they look like human beings). The loud popular bunch are the ones who create the religion of normality and go about protheletizing for followers; and of course, those too cowardly to think for themselves mindlessly follow.
The irony to me is that independence as defined by this conservative overculture is adherence and dependence on the system. Get good grades, participate in sports, do sober things with large groups of people, go to church/synagouge/mosque/whatever, do what the "in" crowd is doing; the only way to go far in life is to do all of that.
The truth as I see it is that because this is the reigning overculture, it IS the only way to go far in life--pause, EASILY--because nearly everyone will support you. Independence = rejection, if you have your own ideas about how life should be lived, prepare to take a giant societal dick-to-the-face, because nobody wants to hear you. In fact, to reward your new ideas, you'll be humiliated. As I have discovered, the only way to out-penis society is to expand one's own. Figuratively, of course, although physically wouldn't do me any harm either....but I digress.
I say all this being: a Jew, but also an atheist; a punkrock afficionado, a fan of metal; a news addict/political junkie; a drinker and potsmoker and user of psychadelics; this list could go on for a while. Oh I guess it could be added: the fact that I'm spewing my feelings on a blog...is a sure sign of an Edgar Allen Poe.
Anyways readers, my patience for typing has just about expired. I'll post something in the near future. Post your enamorance/hate below.
Peace,
~Michael "Cow" Mullinax
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