This will be a relatively short post (I started writing this Friday afternoon, around 3:30pm). I’ve been extremely busy writing for money, so I haven’t had much time to write for personal pleasure. Truthfully, I’m very behind with several of my bills, not to mention my huge upcoming tax payment. FUDGE…. I need a better-paying job! All is well that ends well, though.
More Self-Righteous Crap
As some of you are aware, I snapped like a twig earlier this week. I sometimes lose my bearings because I tend to hold in all my emotions. When I encounter negativity on the Internet, I try my hardest to ignore it, although I truthfully would love nothing more than to counter the negativity with even more negativity. When someone calls Gabourey Sidibe a ‘fatass,’ for instance, I’m tempted to rebut their comment by saying, “Your Mother is a fatass, bitch!” Why don’t I, then?
Well, I feel like doing that would be wrong. Turning into a foul-mouthed jerk isn’t my idea of spiritual enlightenment. Some would say I’m being fake or a pussy, but I was taught to be polite and patient with others, no matter how much they irritate me. The problem with this methodology, however, is that unexpressed emotions oftentime accumulate into a large ball of anger, hatred and resentment. What typically follows afterward is a passionate rant and rave full of obscenity and ignorance, not to mention spelling & grammar errors galore.
This, unfortunately, is the price WE must pay as good people. The easy and preferred route is to ditch our dignity and class in favor of a system of ‘realness’ whereby we always act and speak based on our primordial instincts. The more proper route, in my opinion, entails learning to keep a firm grip on our emotions, lest we embarrass ourselves or, even worse, hurt someone’s feelings. Nobody deserves to have his or her spirit dampened just because we’re incapable of maintaining our composure. It’s difficult to do, but no one ever said living righteously would be easy.
But realistically, everyone sometimes pops his or her top. All we can do when this happens is ask for forgiveness and hope for the best. Sadly, many people refuse to take responsibility and ask for forgiveness. They instead try to rationalize their iniquitous behavior by making claims like ‘life is unfair,’ by blurting out phrases like ‘get over it,’ or by making pathetic excuses like ‘I just had penile enlargement surgery and my penis hurts.’ But a right is a right and a wrong is a right, and two wrongs never make a right. You can either choose to make the right decision, or you can choose to make the wrong decision. There’s no skirting around the truth.
If you do fuck up, which does occasionally happen, you need to take responsibility for it. If you opt to not take responsibility, then you’re only harming yourself by tarnishing your image, as well as allowing your character to be corrupted. And the more corrupt your character becomes, the harder it becomes for you to recover. Some people have fallen so deep into the ‘abyss of darkness,’ if you will, that they can’t even see the light anymore. Their world is a gloomy bastion marked by malevolent thoughts and cynicism. These people are quite easy to spot, as they always wear a sly smirk underneath eyes beaming with contempt.
Look, it’s okay to make a mistake, but it’s never okay to deny it. Why would you even want to deny it? To deny the truth is to deny yourself, which in turn only prevents you from growing further as a person. Anywho…enough of all this self-righteous mumbo jumbo.
Jamie Oliver’s ‘Food Revolution’
I love this guy and I love what he is doing for America. Mind you, I personally will never give up processed foods. I love processed grilled chicken because when I try to cook chicken myself, it tastes like ass; I love processed cottage cheese because I’m not too keen on milking a cow; and I love processed orange juice because I don’t eat raw fruits, although I love to eat raw vegetables.
But this show isn’t about you or me. It’s about our children. The earlier we educate our children about quality foods, the more likely they will grow up to be smart consumers who eat healthy, and therefore live longer and more fruitful lives. Daps to you Mr. Oliver, even though your slow-paced show ain’t got NOTHING on Chef Gordon Ramsey’s ‘Kitchen Nightmares’! But truthfully, Jamie is 10x more humble and down-to-Earth than Ramsey will ever be. He is in essence everything that Ramsey is not. Ramsey is great for pure entertainment, but Oliver is the one bringing real change to our nation!
Asperger’s Syndrome
CNN had an interesting article about Asperger’s Syndrome earlier today. Here is a comment I submitted to the feed:
Fascinating post and fascinating comments. I have Asperger’s Syndrome and I suppose I do see the world in pictures and ideas, which is why when listening to a rap video chockablock with violence and misogyny, I instead daydream a make-believe world full of peace and prosperity. The beat drives me to tap into my imagination, and oftentimes in a positive way; I don't know why!
Yet I am incapable of accurately expressing my visions via my writing. And even worse, when I read a book, I can barely picture the characters. They typically all look the same, from book to book, because my brain cannot remember minute details, such as what someone is wearing or how their face looks. In fact, the hero always has my beautiful face, while the damsel always has the face of the woman of my dreams.
I hate Tolkien, by the way, because his descriptive writing bores me to death. And what’s worse is that I’m an aspiring writer/novelist, despite the fact that I can’t describe scenery worth a got damn.
Leno and Hypocrisy
Jay Leno, who I am somewhat a fan of, kind of pissed me off this week. First of all, he’s apparently against the full legalization of marijuana, which is quite shocking considering his band-leader is one of the world’s most famous bald pot-smokers. Regardless, what really irks me is that he finds the adulterous behavior of celebrities like Jesse James and Tiger Woods hypocritical.
I couldn’t disagree more. The real hypocrisy, in my opinion, is the public’s reaction. We as a society act as if we are without sin. Seriously, how many of you reading this right now have ever cheated on a spouse or a lover? I’m not going to excuse your behavior, but I’m also not going to chastise you either. It’s none of my business; plus it’s up to you to account for your shady actions. So who the fuck am I or who the fuck are you to judge someone so harshly for a mistake that probably more than 50% of the American public themselves have made? Hell, even I once cheated on a lover. ME. Mwa. (She refused to celebrate our 8th-month anniversary, so I celebrated it with someone else!) If innocent ol’ me is vulnerable to sin, then who isn’t!?
Another issue that’s been bothering me is everyone’s harsh criticism toward Richard Heene. The guy did something inexcusable and is paying the price for it. Other than that, let him be. He’s not a bad father—he loves his children dearly—but he is definitely a fame-obsessed man who could benefit from therapy. I understand his sentiment, though, because fame/fortune is something that I too once craved, even though I know now it’ll probably never happen. When I was younger, though, I was unable to grasp that concept; either I would get rich or die trying. I’ve matured considerably since then and now accept my fate as a common layman. It looks like Richard Heene has reached the point in his life where he must accept the same fate as well. Good luck to you, Sir!
Wife Swap
Wife Swap is a terrific show. It’s kind of like a sociological experiment. What happens when you mix up two totally opposite families? It’s a fascinating process that almost always begins with a tremendous deal of rebelliousness, frustration, and even apathy: “These people are disgusting!” (lol) But over time, the families end up learning so much from one another. That’s what it’s all about, man. One family is overly disciplined, while the other family has absolutely no work ethic. Or one family never smiles, while the other family freely expresses their love for one another. By the end of the show, hopefully both families have found a common medium that benefits the children.
One Million Mentors
First of all, I heard there will be a walk of some sort in Fayetteville next Saturday. Kudos and I wish ya’ll the best of luck! I won’t be attending the walk, as I’ll be passed out drunk, but I do plan to attend the One Million Mentors meeting at:
Hillside High School
Durham, NC 27707
Cost: FREE
Date: April 9, 2010
Time: 7:00pm – 8:30pm
Feel free to check it out, if you would like.
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I hate having nothing funny to say—I get the greatest happiness in life from making other people fall out of their seats in laughter—and I especially hate spouting the same self-righteous rhetoric yet AGAIN, but I’m temporarily out of funny thoughts. Humor doesn’t come to me as quickly as it does to Wanda Sykes or Jay Leno. Plus I don’t have enough free time to sit around and make jokes (facetious sarcasm alert).
I would love to write another comedic column, but I’m unable to come up with a good idea. One thought was to write about eating healthy: “Want to eat healthy? Eat chicken… preferably LIVE CHICKEN!” Meh… I don’t know. We shall see; we shall see!
PS – By the way, I discovered that the Erykah Badu issue isn’t just black and white. During a discussion about her video on the MB show today, I discovered that even some black people find her video offensive and “pretentious.” I disagree with them, but I learned my lesson! Never group people who disagree with you into a stereotype. That’s just plain dumb!
PS #2 – I stopped being a racist ass and finally decided to give ‘My Name is Earl’ a chance, and BY GOLLY, it’s a pretty darn good show, bro-ham! It, however, isn't good enough to EVER replace Seinfeld on TBS. E. V. E. R.!
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