Saturday, September 24, 2005
In Reminiscent
I can vaguely remember having a passion for things in life. Do not mistake that statement for my having lost the passion for life itself, for I still have and do enjoy it daily. Aches and pains included.
That which I am referring to was the passion to hate. I use to hate green peas. Not anymore, especially if in a nice Beef Fried Rice. Is it not interesting how your aspect on things in life change with age? As for myself, I have found that I no longer have the spare energy to use to feed radical emotions. I find it is easier on the system to just ignore or at least tolerate some things in life.
There are many factors which form the basis for radical emotions. Fear, jealously, and guilt are just the tip of the emotional iceberg. But what is truly amazing is the lengths people will often travel to deny the reasons for many of their emotions. And then you have those who overlay their faults and fears onto another person as if others have the same problems they have.
Just because a person wants or fears specific things does not mean someone else in a like situation has the same emotions. Even those within the same family group.
So, am I ranting or am I trying to make a point without being specific. Let us try this out for size. I have written before about the risk involved in discussing Politics and/or Religion even with the closest friends. You stand the chance of alienating someone with your differences of opinion. Usually this occurs once a positions boundaries are founded and one of the participants insists they continue to expound, even through hints, on their position as if it is Holy Writ.
Now let me back away from this line of thought and sidestep back towards the original concept of this dialogue. To even hint at making the claim that I have not felt passion towards an idea would be hypocritical of me to say the least. Those who have had the misfortune to see me rage against a situation might even construe said acts on my part as being a guideline towards other such like situations. But my rage is and has always been focused at specific situations, never at the broad scheme of things.
I ask now, for my own edification, what drives such hatred for an idea or person. What drives such hatred to the point that regardless of the circumstance, regardless of the evidence to the contrary, regardless of how weak their position, an individual or group will hold onto their hatred.
By now I imagine several people are scratching their heads wondering where this is heading. In reality, it has already hit and continued on right on pass into that realm of reality once known as the Twilight Zone.
The events of the past couple weeks has folks all over the world pointing fingers and demanding blame be nailed upon individuals that they perceive to be evil. Or at least in office at the present time. So, no matter what information is published which contradicts their beliefs, some folks will completely ignore it and feed their hatred empty calories.
The only conspiracy theory I have not seen yet, is one which states Hurricane Katrina was conceived, controlled and used by certain people in the Administration in order to give Halliburton multimillion dollar contracts. But if we wait long enough, someone will develop this theory and use it to try and convince the world of the evil which resides in our government.
My bride says it is not that I have a relaxed attitude on many aspects of life. She claims I have a GAS attitude. You know, it is something like a GAF attitude, except I just do not give a shit. I cannot justify the expenditure of emotions without a solid base to rest them upon. Hell, I have no feelings what so ever about my former son in law that stole from me. I just no longer care.
Emotions such as hatred requires a source to fuel it. Once removed, what is there left? A warm, fuzzy feeling of victory? Then what? And what of the situations where the focus of hatred just fades from our vision. In January 2009, who will become the focus of so much hatred. Will there be that warm fuzzy feeling inside then?
And before I forget, I must remind folks those emotions which fuel your life will eventually consume the vessel it resides in. Then all you have left is an empty shell, a burnt out husk. You know what I am talking about, that grouchy, old individual who growls at the simplest things. The person who is sour on life and does all they can to insure everyone around them suffers.
I ceased with the activity of watching the Evening News when it became apparent that they would never allow the truth to get in the way of a damn good story. It is almost comical when someone, whom you would think knows better, begins to rant, whine or otherwise gripe about something which was reported on the news, and when you remind that individual that the news drones are bigoted towards that specific subject, so no need to get upset, they respond with an acknowledgement of same, then precedes to rant even more.
This next part may be hard for some folks to digest and I make no apologizes in advance.
I really do not care about the events leading up too, during and still occurring along the Gulf Coast. I feel a marginal sadness for children who lost their lives or is suffering due to the stupidity of their parents in not getting out of harms way. I feel a bit of anger at the loss of those aged individuals who were trusted into the care of others, and were abandoned too their own fate. I cannot do more then hope the legal system will deal with those responsible in due time.
Oh, I can visualize some folks priming on that last sentence. Forget it.
When I was asked to comment on how I felt Bush had or was responding to the events created by Hurricane Katrina, I was under the mistaken delusion that maybe the requesting individual wanted me to explain the procedures for getting help into an area in dire straits. I feel I was used to provide a platform to spout hate and discontent. I shall be more watchful from now on how or if I respond to such requests.
In using this space while my mind formulates further diatribe, I will expound some more on the previous Blog posted here.
There are, by law, specific requirements which must be met by not only the Federal Government, but by all parties involved, before a single Federal Dollar can be spent in relief. And don’t forget, it costs money to send even the dog catcher out to assist. So what we have here is a breakdown in the system to process requests and get help moving in the right direction.
In Reminiscent, we are seeing the death throes of LBJ’s Great Society, where the government takes care of all needs. And the wailing heard across the land about how the country has failed the people of New Orleans is the lament of those who supported the Great Society. The lament is due to the realization the world now knows how flimsy a foundation such a society truly is built upon. But that realization has been known for generations, except, there are those who would rather be supported then support themselves.
So, I set here in front of this keyboard, pondering the events of the past week and knowing that this will have little effect on reality. Actually, my reality is intact, I shall not speak for others.
We have learned through various sources that much of what was reported at the beginning was in error. We have learned that local authorities bare the burden of most of what happened. We have learned that in many way, the situation in New Orleans is in fact the failure of a grand plan for society.
I cannot find the words to express my feeling at this point in writing this specific article. Wait, my bride has that description already. GAS!!!
For the most part I have tried to expound of different aspects of life from a truly warped viewpoint. I had fun with all of the commentaries I have written, except this one. The idea was to get folks to think, reflect or otherwise consider life from a viewpoint other then those given to us by the talking heads of the evening news. It was also my intention for each of us to consider how we have all became reliant upon technology and services.
It is interesting how the hatred of one for another can effect the enjoyment of still another.
And it is interesting how I allowed myself to be taken advantaged of. I should have known better.
It is interesting that I am done here.
11 Sept 2005
Outside the Asylum
(Delayed in Publishing By Review)
That which I am referring to was the passion to hate. I use to hate green peas. Not anymore, especially if in a nice Beef Fried Rice. Is it not interesting how your aspect on things in life change with age? As for myself, I have found that I no longer have the spare energy to use to feed radical emotions. I find it is easier on the system to just ignore or at least tolerate some things in life.
There are many factors which form the basis for radical emotions. Fear, jealously, and guilt are just the tip of the emotional iceberg. But what is truly amazing is the lengths people will often travel to deny the reasons for many of their emotions. And then you have those who overlay their faults and fears onto another person as if others have the same problems they have.
Just because a person wants or fears specific things does not mean someone else in a like situation has the same emotions. Even those within the same family group.
So, am I ranting or am I trying to make a point without being specific. Let us try this out for size. I have written before about the risk involved in discussing Politics and/or Religion even with the closest friends. You stand the chance of alienating someone with your differences of opinion. Usually this occurs once a positions boundaries are founded and one of the participants insists they continue to expound, even through hints, on their position as if it is Holy Writ.
Now let me back away from this line of thought and sidestep back towards the original concept of this dialogue. To even hint at making the claim that I have not felt passion towards an idea would be hypocritical of me to say the least. Those who have had the misfortune to see me rage against a situation might even construe said acts on my part as being a guideline towards other such like situations. But my rage is and has always been focused at specific situations, never at the broad scheme of things.
I ask now, for my own edification, what drives such hatred for an idea or person. What drives such hatred to the point that regardless of the circumstance, regardless of the evidence to the contrary, regardless of how weak their position, an individual or group will hold onto their hatred.
By now I imagine several people are scratching their heads wondering where this is heading. In reality, it has already hit and continued on right on pass into that realm of reality once known as the Twilight Zone.
The events of the past couple weeks has folks all over the world pointing fingers and demanding blame be nailed upon individuals that they perceive to be evil. Or at least in office at the present time. So, no matter what information is published which contradicts their beliefs, some folks will completely ignore it and feed their hatred empty calories.
The only conspiracy theory I have not seen yet, is one which states Hurricane Katrina was conceived, controlled and used by certain people in the Administration in order to give Halliburton multimillion dollar contracts. But if we wait long enough, someone will develop this theory and use it to try and convince the world of the evil which resides in our government.
My bride says it is not that I have a relaxed attitude on many aspects of life. She claims I have a GAS attitude. You know, it is something like a GAF attitude, except I just do not give a shit. I cannot justify the expenditure of emotions without a solid base to rest them upon. Hell, I have no feelings what so ever about my former son in law that stole from me. I just no longer care.
Emotions such as hatred requires a source to fuel it. Once removed, what is there left? A warm, fuzzy feeling of victory? Then what? And what of the situations where the focus of hatred just fades from our vision. In January 2009, who will become the focus of so much hatred. Will there be that warm fuzzy feeling inside then?
And before I forget, I must remind folks those emotions which fuel your life will eventually consume the vessel it resides in. Then all you have left is an empty shell, a burnt out husk. You know what I am talking about, that grouchy, old individual who growls at the simplest things. The person who is sour on life and does all they can to insure everyone around them suffers.
I ceased with the activity of watching the Evening News when it became apparent that they would never allow the truth to get in the way of a damn good story. It is almost comical when someone, whom you would think knows better, begins to rant, whine or otherwise gripe about something which was reported on the news, and when you remind that individual that the news drones are bigoted towards that specific subject, so no need to get upset, they respond with an acknowledgement of same, then precedes to rant even more.
This next part may be hard for some folks to digest and I make no apologizes in advance.
I really do not care about the events leading up too, during and still occurring along the Gulf Coast. I feel a marginal sadness for children who lost their lives or is suffering due to the stupidity of their parents in not getting out of harms way. I feel a bit of anger at the loss of those aged individuals who were trusted into the care of others, and were abandoned too their own fate. I cannot do more then hope the legal system will deal with those responsible in due time.
Oh, I can visualize some folks priming on that last sentence. Forget it.
When I was asked to comment on how I felt Bush had or was responding to the events created by Hurricane Katrina, I was under the mistaken delusion that maybe the requesting individual wanted me to explain the procedures for getting help into an area in dire straits. I feel I was used to provide a platform to spout hate and discontent. I shall be more watchful from now on how or if I respond to such requests.
In using this space while my mind formulates further diatribe, I will expound some more on the previous Blog posted here.
There are, by law, specific requirements which must be met by not only the Federal Government, but by all parties involved, before a single Federal Dollar can be spent in relief. And don’t forget, it costs money to send even the dog catcher out to assist. So what we have here is a breakdown in the system to process requests and get help moving in the right direction.
In Reminiscent, we are seeing the death throes of LBJ’s Great Society, where the government takes care of all needs. And the wailing heard across the land about how the country has failed the people of New Orleans is the lament of those who supported the Great Society. The lament is due to the realization the world now knows how flimsy a foundation such a society truly is built upon. But that realization has been known for generations, except, there are those who would rather be supported then support themselves.
So, I set here in front of this keyboard, pondering the events of the past week and knowing that this will have little effect on reality. Actually, my reality is intact, I shall not speak for others.
We have learned through various sources that much of what was reported at the beginning was in error. We have learned that local authorities bare the burden of most of what happened. We have learned that in many way, the situation in New Orleans is in fact the failure of a grand plan for society.
I cannot find the words to express my feeling at this point in writing this specific article. Wait, my bride has that description already. GAS!!!
For the most part I have tried to expound of different aspects of life from a truly warped viewpoint. I had fun with all of the commentaries I have written, except this one. The idea was to get folks to think, reflect or otherwise consider life from a viewpoint other then those given to us by the talking heads of the evening news. It was also my intention for each of us to consider how we have all became reliant upon technology and services.
It is interesting how the hatred of one for another can effect the enjoyment of still another.
And it is interesting how I allowed myself to be taken advantaged of. I should have known better.
It is interesting that I am done here.
11 Sept 2005
Outside the Asylum
(Delayed in Publishing By Review)
