Be Your Own Advocate

In today’s increasingly selfish and desolate society, it is important to know that there is one person who will always stand up for you:

You.

The Current Meta

Advocacy and allyship groups continue to become more fractured, not being satisfied with their problem being part of a whole host of problems being solved. Instead, their very specific and often undefinable problem must be first in line. The LGBT movement alone has become a warzone in which transgender people now call gay people oppressive. Straight black men are considered the white people of black people. There are even transgender groups that call other transgender people transphobic. It’s mind boggling just how ready people are to be at the throats of people they once allied with or held close.

Even unions, the time-honored vanguard against morally corrupt corporations and small-time bosses who would feed on their workers have become a veritable mafia; using thuggish intimidation tactics and harassment to ensure that equity, not equality, is enforced. Anyone who doesn’t want to be part of the club is going to have a very hard time at their job. The Union wants its dues.

Even party politics has become a mine field. With no side currently being decent, the people who are decent have no home.

Who Can You Turn To?

You’ve made it this far, haven’t you? Despite all of the things that have happened in your life, including the things you were sure you’d never make it out of alive, here you are. Maybe you ought to listen to yourself.

Even if family, friends, and other people wish you success in your endeavors, it is ultimately up to you to push yourself to the finish line. No one can do it for you. The good part of that is, once you’re determined, no one can stop you, either.

 

An Open Letter to Donald Trump

Donald, I liked you from the start. You were rich, beyond what most people are, and yet you spent your time giving people a chance. You were the first to ever let a woman design and build a skyscraper in New York. You brought other races to the trading floor on Wall Street before it was cool. When you ran for president, I was overjoyed. I knew who my candidate was going to be I knew where my vote was going. You were brash, you were rude. You didn’t care what people thought. I liked that. It was a good quality to have. It still is. I liked that people got combative about you, especially the spoiled children that comprise a lot of the twentysomething leftists. Best of all, you weren’t Hillary.

I really wanted you to make America great again. They said you made fun of a disabled person on the news. I did my research, I fact checked. You did not, in fact, make fun of a disabled person on the news. You did the same thing that you have done for decades when you mimic someone, including yourself, who has forgotten something or had some sort of a brain fart. This only bolstered my support for you. How can these people be so stupid as to misinterpret that when the proof is right there in front of them? You attacked a gold star family. I tried, but I couldn’t find a reason for it. I actually wanted to excuse your behavior with the rationale that you’re President and I’m not and so you must know best. You were so defensible before, why not now?

Recently, you said that the president of Puerto Rico was a moron, or something to that effect. The statements and ad libs are starting to blur in my mind these days. You had my vote. You had my allegiance. You had someone who would argue on your behalf on every subject, and I knew I was right every time. I also happen to know that I am right this time, when I hang up my hat.

This time I can’t defend you any longer. This time, all I can do is say at least it’s not Hillary. It makes me sad that it’s the only argument left to defend you with. You were something. You were a self-made billionaire. People would always argue, “he just had a small loan of a million dollars”, to try to mock your business ability. I would always retort, asking them if they could make a million if I gave them a thousand.

Most people, given a million dollars or more, are broke in a year’s time. Truthfully, very few people are good with money. Being good with money, however, does not make a person good with everything else. I tried to ignore your “grab them by the pussy” comment, calling it exactly what it was: immature locker room talk. When you admitted to infiltrating the locker rooms of contestants for Miss Teen USA, however, I had no argument to defend you with. There was nothing left.

Donald, you really had something. You could have been a boon to this nation. Instead, you’re just making Carter and Nixon look better, and making your former supporters feel destitute and disenfranchised. I doubt that you will make it a full term. If you do, and you do the remainder perfectly, people will not recognize it. You have sullied the Trump name to badly. If you run in 2020, please know that my vote will go to Dwayne Johnson. Even if he’s not running.

As for the rest of you out there, just because I’m no longer a Trump supporter, doesn’t mean that I would ever in my life be a Hillary supporter. I will also still attend rallies in my city, because I am still desperate to steal an Antifa flag, and to punch actual Nazis.

I am, however, hanging up my MAGA hat here.

If We Ever Get Home

Today we say goodbye to one of the most decent human beings that walked this earth. Gordon Downie was more than just a man. He spent every day fighting for what’s right, and managed to do it in a way that did not alienate or disturb others. He was not a brash, outspoken preacher. He was, instead, simply decent. He said his piece, and left it up to you to decide what you thought. He didn’t waste time on judgment. He didn’t waste his days complaining about what he couldn’t change. He showed himself to be a bright light in the darkness for others to follow.

The music that he made was a protest song, a love song, a driving song, and a hanging out on the front porch music all at once. The music, like the man, never forced it’s opinions upon you. The song Courage was essentially about suicide. It didn’t have to be interpreted that way, though. It was what you needed it to be. The same for the song leave.

The first song I heard by them was Bobcaygeon. I loved it from the moment I heard it. I waited, however, until I heard Poets before I actually bought the Phantom Power album. From start to finish, it was beautiful, and served as a soundtrack for a memorable portion of my life.

Gordon Downie will be truly missed, and it is unlikely that anyone will be able to fill his boots. Hopefully out of the millions of people born today, one of them managed to snatch up a bit of what he left behind.

A Literal Event.

Everything is an event these days. The news is always talking about some weather event, or active shooter event. Last I remember, an event was something that you went to, and knew what it was before hand. When we were kids, we used to get excited when we heard our parents talking about an event happening. 
People like to talk about how the meanings of words change over the course of years, or decades, or centuries. There has been much tutting and controversy over the word literally, and its use as a secondary form of the word figuratively, which is its opposite. I myself have found my chagrin in the misuse of this word, when the actual word is neither that far away, nor more difficult to use. I figuratively want to climb out of my skin when I hear it.

It’s funny, though. I’ve heard people say that the English language is the hardest language to learn, not only because of our past, present and future tenses of words, or the fact that our plurals don’t follow one uniform rule. Gooses and mooses are afraid of mouses. Don’t even get me started on sheeps.

Aside from that, there’s so much slang, and alternative uses of words. You might want to eat a crayfish, but not realize(realise?) that the fish isn’t cray. 

It’s a subject that could fill a book. My AutoCorrect attempted to say that it could fill a buck. That last statement alone is a little gross. Not gross in terms of quantity, gross in terms of unpleasantness.

I think I’m just going to end this one here, before I get myself in trouble. And, not the good kind.

I’m not with Kap, Part 2: Leave Your Baggage at Home.

Colin Kaepernick is reportedly hiring a lawyer and turning toward litigation as a way to try to get his job back with the NFL. In other words, America is being forced to watch a rich spoiled brat grandstand about and force a company to act against its own best interest.

I’m going to tell you a story. When I was a little bit younger and a lot more foolish, I was at work one night, and I and my colleagues were bored. We started trading jokes back-and-forth as any group of people with any amount of sense does. It all went downhill, however, when I decided to up the ante. I proceeded to jump up onto the desk of the officer in charge. Now, I didn’t hear anything about it after that, except that it was an occasionally funny anecdote shared between other officers.

One day, after saving up a lot of money, and having already enrolled in college, I decided to put in my two weeks. That was all well and good, and I thought that I was leaving on good terms. A few mishaps later, I found myself looking for a job again. Well, where did I have a good reputation? Where did I have a captain who would take me back in a heartbeat? So, I applied. Turns out that my little incident came back to haunt me.

Even though it had been years, my name was on a list of people that were not eligible for rehire. I have since matured quite a bit, thanks in part to that cold whiff of reality. The thing is, I don’t blame them. I had, unintentionally, made myself a liability. Someone who might make the company look bad in the future. I excepted this, like a rational adult, and moved on.

Colin Kaepernick’s recent bout of tantrums only goes to show how poor of an employee he truly was. The NFL isn’t ignoring him due to racism. They are not ignoring him due to any desire they have to see black people shot on the streets by cops. I would be willing to go out on a limb and even say that they are not ignoring him because he protested.

I will absolutely say that he is not rehireable due to the fact that he chose to act on his own agenda while on the clock at work. I say that because that’s what happens to any person who has a job with any company. If you work at Walmart as a cashier and choose to take a knee instead of helping a customer, you’re probably not going to get rehired.

But that’s normal folk, right?

Colin, being the rich spoiled brat that he is, gets to flout the rules, and be his own boss.

And, this is the crux of the problem, isn’t it? The rich have gotten away with so much for so long, that the millennial generation, having watched this for decades, now feels that they are equally as entitled.

Whether it be pulling your parents in for job interviews, or simply hiring a lawyer to try and sue your self back to work, it all comes down to spoiled brats feeling entitled and not willing to suffer the consequences of their own foolish actions.

Apparently, responsibility is a thing of the past.
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Why So Negative?

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It’s strange in this modern day that people take such pride in the negative things about humanity. There is that quote that people often attribute to Marilyn Monroe that goes “if you can’t handle me at my worst, you don’t deserve me at my best”. I understand, as do many people, the intention behind it. It’s trying to make it clear that people, as a whole, are flawed. The thing is, it’s unlikely that there has ever been a time when people didn’t know that. Everybody knows that every person that they encounter has their own set of problems, difficulties, and things that make them less than perfectly appealing to be around.

“I’m a bitch and I know it”

The problem that has become apparent,however, is that far too many people use that quote and others as an excuse to be lazy about their interactions with people, or to be less pleasant. Most people that are encountered on a daily basis are decent people. They’re willing to have a conversation with a complete stranger, and don’t at all put up a front that suggests that they might have misanthropic tendencies. There are, however, a very few people however, who believe it is their duty to show the world and everyone in it just how crazy or angry they are. They hold it close to their heart as part of their identity. They go so far as to tattoo it on their body. They take any opportunity they can to tell you how “Loco” they are. Facebook would suggest that these people are the majority. Reality makes it clear that this is simply not the case.

I Miss Mayberry

It used to be that people put on their best face when they left the house. No matter what was going on in their home, they wanted everyone to believe that everything was going perfectly. The term “fake it till you make it” seems to apply pretty well here. The glut of TV shows and other media that suggest that every family is a dysfunctional band of misanthropes that has become popular in the past decade or so is disheartening. The Cosby Show was a wholesome program that did not center on race, people’s various mental problems, or disgusting things that people do. Instead it focused on creating good habits and following good patterns. There was even an episode in which Cliff taught Rudy how to mop the floor. Real, actual parenting happened right on the screen in front of all of America.

Full House was another of these shows. Bad things would happen, and instead of succumbing to the difficulties found, the characters would find ways to overcome. Oddly enough, the show featured a family that was far from normal as well, yet they were not portrayed as dysfunctional.

With the advent of Netflix, the show Fuller House has shown that this sort of wholesome programming is not only still acceptable, but popular.

Why, then, do we focus on the negative so readily?

A popular argument that has been bandied about for years is that we crave things that make us feel better about our own selves without having to actually do anything. This is why people still have losers from high school as friends on Facebook, even though they wouldn’t be caught dead associating with them in real life. It’s also why reality TV is such a big deal: we love to watch awful people be awful to each other so that by comparison our somewhat dysfunctional normalcy looks like an example.

That’s great for most people, but what about the ones who actually do go around being awful in real life?

Short answer: some people are just naturally assholes.

The long answer is a little more entangled. Due to Asperger’s, high functioning autism, or simply having had a bad upbringing with useless parents, some people just don’t know how to function normally within society. The problem comes when an Internet and a media full of people like that try to make it look normal, and suggest that it’s actually normal people who are abnormal.

Suddenly, treating people like human beings instead of treating them like statistics is frowned upon. This point will be expanded upon in a future article.

So, what’s the takeaway? I’ve got shit to do.

In short, normalcy is being attacked, as is decency, because those who are incapable or simply too lazy to do it are trying to make their version of normal into everybody’s. It’s just like the Healthy At Every Size movement. They simply can’t or won’t take the effort, and so try to normalize it while stigmatizing anything else.

Oddly enough, they take a lot of effort in doing so.

 

Jimmy Kimmel and Other Celebrities

I’m sure that celebrity is a hell of a drug. The power and attention must be intoxicating. It’s no small wonder then, that people like Jimmy Kimmel and Colin Kaepernick, just to name a couple, feel that their celebrity is an appropriate vehicle for their political opinions. Now, I’m not talking about doing their own independent thing and telling us how they feel on their own time. I’m talking about football players going out onto the field that they have been paid to stand on, and choosing that time to stage their protest. Jimmy Kimmel, a couple nights ago, talked about the Vegas shooting on his show. That, in itself was not inappropriate. Using that platform, however, to spout fallacious political rhetoric is absolutely inappropriate. This is not what you were hired for, Jimmy. Celebrities exist solely to entertain us and distract us from the mundanity of every day life. When disaster strikes, celebrities are expected to be there to put a comedic light on the subject, or distract us altogether.

We have already hired politicians for political discourse. There are even political programs on TV. When we want politics, we tune in. When we tune in to you, Jimmy, we are looking purely for entertainment. I’m certain that your ratings will reflect the desire and will of the people. I wonder, however, if you will simply blind yourself to it as the Daily Show has, or will you see the light, and do just what we told the Dixie Chicks to do back in the early 2000s, and just “shut up and sing”?

I, for one, hope you do the former. You’ve shown your true colors, and your motives are clear. You no longer care for your viewers. You care for yourself and your interests. I’d like to see somebody else take up the mantle of your late night host spot.

Personally, I’d like to see Steven Crowder take that spot.