blissocracy (and other ramblings).
I often wonder think about how wonderful it must be to be obliviously ignorant. This is not to say that I am all-knowing by any stretch, but I like to think of myself on the right side of the bell curve with regards to intelligence. I think people age quicker when they’re paying attention, as i found a grey (gray?) hair right on the top of my dome the other day. Next step: arthritis and depends.
I suspect I could become a recluse, living completely off the grid in some mountain cabin somewhere. Maybe then I could re-enter society with a better overall grasp on everything. Or, instead of reaching some type of higher enlightenment a la Walden Ponds’ philosophical powers via Thoreau, i’d completely lose my already frail grip on reality and begin mailing bombs to people like Ted Kaczynski to ’start the revolution.’
Anywhere my eyes happen to settle these days I’m reminded of the pointlessness of 99.9% of the things that occur on a daily basis, and how stupid we are for analyzing the occurences–then analyzing that analysis, then arguing about the validity of the analyses. I’m waiting for some guest speaker on a late-night cable politics show to just go ‘this is fucking pointless,’ and watch Bill O’Reilly or some other idiot try and scramble to save face. Perhaps that’s why they have that fancy time-delay thingy. Weaksauce.
Perhaps people can see the disdain on my face, as they are carrying on in depth conversations about whether or not they should upsize their rims to 22’s with their stimulus check, because 20’s just aren’t cutting it anymore. Seriously? I should think with those three kids that look like you, you could find better use than putting $3500 shiny wheels on your $1500 car. Maybe you should put your kids in a better schools so they can get some attention and positive influence. I’d really hate for them little snot-nosed shits to rob me in 10 years.
You know those jeans that idiots like to wear hanging off their asses? I often see grown men waddling down 63rd street in what MUST be a huge task considering they are unable to take a full step. It must be nice to be so unconcerned with reality that you don’t even have to walk correctly or have your ass out all day and not give a shit. What a closed-end genetic cul-de-sac we humans are.
If annoyance stinks, I’m the stinkiest asshole on the planet.
April 8th, 2008 at 12:16 am
Funny story, true story is that when I started blogging I finally realized how big the world truly was, yet at the very same time the people that are tuned into the same frequency is a tiny, tiny group.
All that to say that I come to your site today to gander, to read, to be inspired by the people that see the world with much the same lens that I use. As I read this drop I laugh to myself…
“You know those jeans that idiots like to wear hanging off their asses? I often see grown men waddling down 63rd street in what MUST be a huge task considering they are unable to take a full step.”
A couple of days ago over at XXL I submitted this statement…
“BTW, I think that the trend of dudes wearing jeans under their asses is not only some feminizing shit, but these lil’ niggas can’t even run anymore. I saw a group of high schoolers waddling to catch a bus and I had to LOL. These fools is walking around like bitchmade penguins.”
Two separate instances and two people both see the youth WADDLING.
The world is a big place, but the people that use their brains… That is unfortunately the most minute of minorities.
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April 8th, 2008 at 1:05 pm
Great minds think alike, clearly. “Bitchmade penguins” is the funniest phrase I’ve heard in a minute.
Funny also because my 5 year old cousin in Detroit was at the barbershop with his pops and told one of these dudes with his pants falling down that ‘your pants are falling down and you prolly need a belt.’ The dude actually pulled his pants up. LoL.
Being shamed by a 5 year old? Priceless.