It’s Feel Good Friday, baby! Before I begin, I want to quickly recap my week. First the water got turned off, then the electricity got turned off, and then my dog chewed through her collar (AGAIN) and broke free from her lead. Thankfully a batch of outstanding albeit tiny young men brought found her and brought her back home to me. Overall this has been a very difficult week. However, I’m one of those people who believe in turning every negative into a positive, which is why I’m still smiling and living in glee.
Some might say that my blissful nature is a sign that I’m an ignorant fool, but I disagree. I think that true ignorance relates more with anger, resentment, jealousy, and hatred. Those who are ignorant waste so much energy bickering over the most mundane matters that they miss out on the world around them. Those with wisdom—not to dare say I’m wise in any way, shape or form, though I am a wise-ass—tend to focus more of their energy on absorbing knowledge and trying to find some meaning to all this madness. And since they’re not ripping their hair out in frustration all the time, they’re more prone to having a humongous sense of humor.
Ugh. Ugly bastard. Anyway.
So to all those who blatantly called me a fool this week, I urge you to look yourself in the mirror. Instead of wasting your precious energy demonizing me for thoughtfully voicing my opinion, perhaps you should try doing what I do—reading, thinking, writing, and laughing. I don’t have any answers, but at least I’m aware of what’s happening around me. So stop looking at me with such a spiteful frown. Geez… it’s not that serious! And no, I don’t know what the hottest ‘kicks’ or the ‘flyest do’ on the street is, nor do I care. Sorry for my bluntness, but there’s more to life than material objects—including the Bible.
Speaking of which, I sincerely believe that true meaning cannot be found from just one book—especially one that’s thousands of years old. In my opinion it’s better to read many books, hear different viewpoints, and think critically. But alas, these traits seem to be disappearing nowadays. And this leads me to my first topic…
I Blindly Pledge Allegiance to My Religion
It seems as if many people are more concerned with worshipping some sort of idol—whether a person, an entity (God?), a material object, or an ideology—than they are in procuring knowledge, thinking critically, and reaching their own conclusions. In the case of religion, for instance, why do 10s of thousands of people still blindly follow Bishop Eddie Schlong, even though the facts present clearly demonstrate that he is nothing but a scumbag.
For one, he uses his congregation’s hard-earned tithes to fund his lavish lifestyle. If he wants to earn a million dollars by selling a self-help book on how to live righteously, then be my guest. But how dare he use the sanctity of God to line his coffers. Church is supposed to be a House of God, not a House of Business. In addition, the mounting evidence against the Bishop indicates that he is both a hypocrite and a liar who relishes in taking advantage of young men. What else do people need to wake up and let themselves free from this Matrix of Ignorance?
You know, just this week a survey conducted by the Pew Forum of Religion & Public Life led to the startling conclusion that atheists and agnostics know more about religion, on average, than the average religious follower. Atheists and agnostics, in my opinion, seem more interested in learning about different cultures and religions, whereas those who subscribe to a single faith seem more inclined to severely narrow their vision to only that which relates directly to their ideology.
My big concern with this is that many religious people are so caught up in blind allegiance that they refuse to think critically—almost as if they fear to do as such. Living a religious lifestyle can certainly be an enriching experience; there is no doubt in my mind about that. However, being so caught up in your faith that you blindly accept everything and refuse to question anything is not only foolish, it’s unintelligent and maybe perhaps even ignorant.
I sincerely respect religion and I tip my hat to all the hardworking albeit badly dressed missionaries who cycle around day all day spreading their faith. All I’m saying is that there’s nothing wrong with being skeptical and asking questions—not to mention exploring your thoughts. However, that’s just my opinion. But hey, I’m an Indian, so what do you expect ;) ?
”The power to question is the basis of all human progress.” - Indira Gandhi
Sorry, but she’s pretty darn ugly too! Wasup with that?
Bring Out the Biker Chicks!
I used to think that mainstream American society hates hiphop because they’re all secretly racist. This week I was proved wrong by a CNN post covering biker gangs. Throngs of people showed up and began insulting not only biker gangs, but also everyone who chooses to enjoy their free-time riding a chopper.
It really irritated me to see people generalize all bikers as ‘losers’ and murderers.’ I’m 100% certain that most bikers are hard-working Americans who manage a family and pay their taxes, but just happen to enjoy hooking up with their buds now and again to cruise the streets in style.
Did you know by the way that John Walsh—a man who, after his son was murdered by a serial killer, sacrificed a lucrative career in upscale-hotel management to run a non-profit organization dedicated to crime-law reform—is an avid biker? And did you know that a group of bikers known as the Patriot Guard Riders show up at soldiers' funerals to counter anti-gay protests by Fred Phelps?
Though I’m not a biker and will likely never be a biker—mind you I may one day be a junior moped biker—I have a lot of love and respect for bikers because they’re very similar to me. They have a passion (like I have a passion for writing and hiphop) and they’re unafraid to fulfill it. They have no qualms about dressing up, and rolling through town, and drawing attention, and I’m sure heckles as well.
So to all the warmhearted and righteous bikers out there (including you, Mr. Michael Badboy of Radio Baisden), I say do you homies and homettes.
Anyway. It’s time to BRING OUT THE BIKER CHICKS!
Excuse the language, but them some bad bitches! You could learn something from them, Miss Indira! ;-) (sense of humor, people!)
Take Me to Your Leader
The recent rise in UFOs leads me to believe that aliens may be preparing to land and introduce themselves. I used to think that these crafts were just secret military vessels, but recent news headlines and discussions on the topic (Coast to Coast) have inspired me to change my mind. Plus the UFO appearances are becoming more and more common.
However, you might wonder, “Why are aliens doing this?” My guess is that they’re trying to desensitize us to the idea that we’re not alone. The more commonplace UFO sightings become, the less shocked we’ll likely be in case we ever see one. I guess maybe one day we’ll become so desensitized to it that when they do land, we won’t start screaming and firing our games like a bunch of idiots.
Another question people ask is, “Why does a species that’s so technologically advanced care about us?” Well, a species that’s so intelligent is most likely also extremely altruistic. I imagine they’ve put aside all the petty emotions that plague us—greed, fear, jealousy, envy, hatred, etc.—and come together in harmony. Otherwise they in all likelihood would have never gotten this far, technologically speaking.
Regardless, I for one look forward to their landing. I however sincerely suggest that they don’t pick me as the first one to contact. After introducing them to Parliament Funkadelic and getting them stoned, I plan to stab them and then sell their bodies to the U.S. government for one million dollars, and you know that’s right ;-). Shouldn’t have ever landed in the hood, foo’!
Where’s My Get Out of Jail Free Card?
So this week an analyst showed up on the Colbert Report to discuss the 2008 and 2009 bailouts. Initially I asked, “Where’s my bailout?” Indeed, shouldn’t I at least be given a ‘Get Out of Jail Free’ card? Or how about a “You Don’t Have to Show Up Next Monday 9am At Court For Stupid-Ass Marijuana Possession Charges” card? (And yeah… next week is going to suck)
Well, listening to the gentleman speak inspired me to reshape my perspective. From what I’ve gathered, the banking and automotive industries function like pyramids. If the bottom tier foundation were to collapse, the whole pyramid would subsequently collapse—causing the industries to fail and millions of people to lose their jobs.
Looking at it from this perspective, I’m now a tad bit more sympathetic to the whole bailout fiasco. Mind you, these companies should have never let themselves fall to such a degraded state to begin with, but I suppose shit does happen. Nevertheless, I sincerely hope they’ve learned their lesson. I’m willing to accept the first few batches of bailouts, but the bank is now officially closed. Under no condition will I tolerate any more bailouts. We’re all allowed ONE mistake, and not anymore!
Gays in Iran and the Military
Sorry haters, but it’s too late. They’re already here!
HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! (And no, I’m not gay, lol. But I love being complimented by a gay man. Tell me again how spectacular my ass is! Gon’ ‘head!)
Introducing the Heathens Party
I hate to admit this, but I’m starting to respect the Tea Party. I still disagree with them on practically everything, but they are gradually proving themselves to be a formidable competitor. They’ve taken the reigns of power from the Republicans and are on the path to perhaps one day becoming a legitimate political party. Kudus.
However, it got me thinking… what if we liberals did the same thing? Why don’t we start our own grass-roots movement and turn it into a political party? The question is, though, what should we name ourselves?
I have several ideas. Ponder over them and then take action!
The Beer Party? (Screw tea! Do I look Japanese?)
The 420 Party? (Despite common belief, Clinton did in fact inhale, but Monica didn’t exhale; she swallowed!)
The Heathens Party? (We do it without condoms, we binge drink, and we smoke pot. By Golly… we might just have found ourselves a winner!)
Wizards and Warriors
In fantasy fiction, there are two main types of characters: wizards and warriors. The warriors are strong and burly soldiers who use their physical strength to get what they need, whereas the wizards are frail and thin practitioners of knowledge who use their intellectual insight to procure what they need. In fantasy fiction there is no superior; just as the warrior can slice the wizard to death, so can the wizard fireball the warrior to death. Ergo they are equal.
Real life however is quite different. The most an intellectual ‘wizard’ can do is use some pepper spray and then run like hell. It’s unfortunate because people with physical prowess have a clear advantage over those who don’t! Think back, for instance, to my blog post last week about Maino. Were Jenks a burly man, I doubt Maino would have been so quick to physically attack him—though I could be wrong.
But it’s all ultimately irrelevant because the truth is that most people in real life aren’t either a meathead or super-nerd. Most folks fall somewhere in the middle. They’re somewhat strong and somewhat smart. However, we do still have an assortment of people who fit strictly on one side of the spectrum.
Take for instance Matt Burch from ‘Operation Repo.’ This guy is a straight-up meathead who hates ‘overeducated’ people. Though I find him incredibly entertaining, I think he’s a first-class jerk. He uses his big muscles to intimidate and provoke people—many of whom are already upset and confused.
But for every meathead, there’s some uptight elitist prick who looks down on people who aren’t that book smart. Have you ever commented on an article or blog, only to be refuted by a member of the grammar police? “How about learning how to spell correctly first, idiot!” Yeah… they’re jerks.
Unfortunately it still sucks more to be more of an intellectual ‘wizard’ than a strong ‘warrior’, though. As I said earlier, the most we can do when accosted by a strong ‘warrior’ is either try to rationalize, or run like hell! Speaking of which, I need to buy some pepper spray, because as outspoken as I am, I’m likely to one day run into somebody who wants to beat me up! And quite frankly, my face is already too jacked up as it is ;-)
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Well that’s it folks. I’m sorry to make this so short, but I haven’t had much time to piece this altogether. We just got our electricity back this morning. Anyway. I hope to be back next week with something better. Either that or I’m going to take a week off again! pEaCe and thanks for listening! I’m a bit down by the way due to all the circumstances of this week, so if you know any good freebie sites and know my address, feel free to send me some free shit, hahahah. J/K! Take care and stay blessed!
PS #1. I think people are also mad because I’m unafraid to mess with the police. They foolishly think the recent increase in police presence is due to me. I highly doubt the highly decorated and well-trained Raleigh police give a crap if I make a joke now and again. If their presence around our part of town is ultra high, it’s because they’re doing a good job. Remember.. the police are our friends. It’s the government assholes who argue against the legalization of marijuana who aren’t our friends!
One thing, though. Is it just me or are they getting a tad bit desperate?
Really?
PS #2. If you ever feel too stressed out, think about disconnecting from the world for a day. Just one measly night without electricity turned out to be an amazing experience. Mind you I would have started capping mofos if I had to go any longer than one night. Regardless, sitting around watching candles flicker gives one a great opportunity to just sit and think. Try it sometime!
PS #3. R.I.P. Colton Tooley. Sighs. Remember though that not all smart and quiet people are depressed. I'm semi-intelligent and super-duper quiet (save for the Internet), and I've had plenty of miserable days crying my eyes out. But I grew up from it and found strength within. The kid was young and just needed time to grow up some more. It's a very unfortunate situation because he's now going to miss out on so many joys that awaited him in life.
PS #4. R.I.P. Greg Giraldo. He was way too young… way too young. Greatest line ever: to Joan Rivers he said, “You are one irritating Jew broad.” And in his memory I say to Jon Stewart, “You are one irritating little Jew girl!” pEaCe be with you, man.
PS #5. According to the government, I’m “intellectually handicapped.” No offense, but FUCK YA’LL! Ain’t nothing handicapped about my intellect. I’m just straight-up retarded. It’s as simple as that! The only thing intellectual handicapped about me is my penis. No matter what I say, it refuses to keep growing! "What you mean by grow some more, boss?" Stupid prick!
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