I Believe... [Enduring the Use of Masks]
...that the wave of organized groups smashing into high-end retail stores and stealing things would be just fine if they were wearing hashtag t-shirts aligning with a Utopian cause. At least they were wearing masks, though…
Between Tomorrow and Tomorrow
Mom finishes her kung pow chicken and finds no fortune in the cookie. Then the labor pains kick in all over her like an other worldly chain reaction of earthquakes that will not be stopped. She gives birth right there in the food court.
Finding Gratitude in a World That Only Wants Shame
"Well, Tim, I suppose that's your right to feel ashamed of yourself. It is not OK for you to decide that because you feel ashamed that everyone else has to feel it, too. Most of the class is thinking about what they are grateful for which isn't a terrible thing to do for one day a year."
I Like to Watch | Dopesick (Hulu)
Opioids are not created for recreation like quaaludes, weed, or coke. Opioids are created for destruction in exchange for massive profits.
Losing Friends Over Cultural Lines in the Sand
when you lose your temper, you lose everything else as well
I Believe... [Most Are NOT Outraged]
...that the unwritten purpose of most media today is to make you think that the views of 17 percent of the country are actually the views of 83 percent of the country. The media doesn’t want you informed, they want you outraged. You being informed doesn’t make them rich. You being outraged does.
On the Nature of Heroes and Victims
According to the vast wasteland known as the internet, the most defining characteristics of heroes included bravery, integrity, courage, conviction, honesty, willingness to protect others, and self-sacrifice.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of November 14, 2021
In my opinion, pineapple can go on pizza. But the idea of drizzling gooey cheese on a piece of warm pineapple repulses me. I have been working through this complicated realization for a week now and the logic is not any closer to revealing itself.
The Destroyed Object Is Resurrected - A Prosepoem
I feel better at home, though when I go into the kitchen the staff have turned into simian creatures. Not quite human, not quite monkey. Something gleefully in between, well-dressed as ever.
Blink
He blinked again. His cheek no longer soothed by the wooden floor beneath it. A wisp of intrusive dust drifted towards him, settling on his lashes. A laborious blink, his only remedy, then another, the particle unmoving.
I Believe... [When the Self Righteous Decide to Educate]
...that the impulse of both the hard left and hard right to ‘educate’ the rest of us is seeped in the arrogance of the self righteous. Also, genuinely boring. Show, don’t yell.
Rats
His mother worked two jobs. One was good, and one was bad. The good one, she said, was good because people left her alone.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of November 7, 2021
You’re not getting your steps in, you’re going for a walk. Just the same as I’m not flexing my sphincter, I’m taking a shit.
Retiring the Tribal Language: An Individual Choice
If the goal is to come together, maybe the name calling and labeling should shift more kindly.
What Critical Thinker Aaron Rodgers Believes
Aaron Rodgers believes that Big Bird isn’t real.
AI, Robot
Skynet is Meta. Skynet is also ZoomInfo. Aside from the luddites in the world, casually refusing to participate in the digital world at all, everyone is captive and tool of the coming human extinction.
I Like to Watch | Eternals (2021)
My wife asked me what my favorite moments were and I was struck dumb. I couldn't think of a single moment. "I loved the end credit scene?"
The Beginning?
How did we get here? Was it a Supreme Being or an intelligence which created the universe with all of its rules?
Maybe both?
The Era of Unrelenting Comparison, The Age of Poisonous Envy
Zuckerberg was that loser incel who bullied his way into tapping into to our most base snake brains. He made us like him.
There was no thunder, no glowing doorway, no mysterious wind blowing through the apartment, and no choir of angels politely alerting me that physics had submitted its resignation.
The deck simply felt heavier.