Yo when I said safe spaces are awesome, I just meant a space where we don’t have to accept policing as a valid practice. Like “I don’t aggress against my minister in church when something’s uttered I don’t fully agree with.” For example, a minister has the right to tell me to stone someone cause they’re working on the sabbath in his place of worship, but if there’s a brunch after and he asks me what I thought – it’s 100% reasaonble to open up a discussion.
It’s simple as that, cause discussion still is king. Yo, safe space doesn’t mean everyone must love and appreciate the entities in your space or be quiet about it. Screw that entitlement. I write all sorts of crap all the time, I’m not sure I’d appreciate being admired for every, itty bitty word I wrote – some of it’s got to have flaws!
Just, this phrase that’s becoming a cliche that’s getting quickly ruined for meh – it means you won’t be put under attack. People ought to remember that being challenged, being asked to elaborate, and being attacked to be controlled (policed) are toooootally different. If you can not, please choose a career in a hard technical field – because you won’t enjoy liberal fields and I suspect you’d bring your embitterment with.
Also, share things that’re funny with people who’ll probably find them funny.
Being positive is more powerful than being negative.
Just because something is called Fight Song doesn’t make it the best fight song.
JUST DO THE WORK.
. . . . .then enjoy things around that work.
^Ya found that resulted in more work, right? That’s good. Do work there too.
Empiricism is the best ism.
Don’t stop. Belieeeevin’!
KEEP WORKING TOWARDS IMPROBABLE THINGS. You’ll find the last leg of said impossible thing is probably not something you’ll let yourself give up in. (I’m at a point in editing where every passed page is a growing percent of completion and it feels amazeballs.)
Do not EVER lose your honesty. Cut away from those who’d discourage it. Blunt people are often some of the most elite – or at least among those who get maximal comeuppances.
People think about maximal comeuppances all the time, yet probably go lifetimes without using that phrase and that’s their loss.
If you like tomato juice try this: v8, olives, cayenne, and limes. Get the goods and mix together. You’ll want to thank me later.
Cheap =/= affordable. stingy =/= austere. Smart shoppers get the tools more often than they are the tools.
We all have distinctions and super powers we’re not aware of. BEING aware of said power is ANOTHER super power. With greater super powers comes . . . . something something something. .. .ah fuck it.. . . .DO THE WORK.
Some people have bad judgements and you shouldn’t let theirs overrule, or let it make you feel some way that’ll cloud your judgement. If you go to a high density situation: this fact will quickly reveal itself. So remember, empathy is good — except when it leads to idealizing things that go against yer gut. In that case a healthy sense of skepticism is probably just that: healthy.
Learning how to give reasonable responses to zany happenings is part of growing up well. Getting past them to enjoy what comes after is big reward in itself.
Passed vs Past doesn’t need a complicated grammar lesson. Past is the one that can be an adverb, or a proposition. Passed is the only one that’s exclusively verb or adjective, and referring to that thing you do with a football. Knowing this makes reading things like “. . . .quickly, passed his head went the goal post” Or “She was past his grief” slightly funny.
TWD comics are pretty solid. The show is more meh. Not to try to be a snob, that’s my honest opinion – there’re drastic, gorey, dramatic differences between the two and I like the comic’s pacing better.
Elders SHOULD be somewhat venerated, their lives respected and probably admired, but it should also be expected that they need more help and patience. Cause mentally – even for the exceptionally sharp and organized, our abilities to retain and process information / hold multiple points will diminish. So enjoy it while you can, and quit expecting people who’re above 65 to be the best authorities on fast happenings.
Tom Cruise will prevent disaster in every movie by running, but is still too short to make a good Cyrre.
Find people who out-dorks you. Then work to outdork them. It is superior to the way of the jedi.
Enjoy life in a way that you can’t hear the phrase “Like a small boat” without smirking.
Haters hate things about their own lives more than they hate you. Enjoy yourself and let ’em be pissed. Like even mentioning the haters gets kinda weak fast (oops)
Sometimes girls are grossed out by finding out a friend’s had a foursome. I don’t have to understand why (but still kind of wanna!)
If you buy v8 every day and mention it once on facebook messenger, your newsfeed will populate with ads about the farmers who make v8 possible and v8 car engines, and we’re getting so used to it that that’s not even goddang creepy anymore!
Making big waves doesn’t always mean emotion.
We don’t have to be right about everything we think about, but we should probably at some point reconsider everything we think about.
I’m pretty sure emotional trauma can lead to mild ptsd, as that’d explain a wee bit about how people react after repeated b.s. – there tend to be lots of parallels in the case report outcomes for war vets / people who’ve just gotten sick of yer shit. Fun fact though, I think the most efficacious treatment with ptsd so far is still classical reconditioning – which means repeated exposures to similar stimuli where the subject learns that they’re still ok, and the flashes eventually go extinct. This means if you wanna claim ptsd cause someone disagrees with you and then goes into emotional abuse, learn to discuss with sane people more. In short, catering to the dysfunctional associations might make things worse.
Also, giving amateur diagnoseseseses is kinda super-douchey. (Having suspicions and adapting behavior is wayyyyy different than trying to tell someone they’ve got clinical pathologies, and it’s probably a bad idea to openly voice said suspicions thereof at all, or without a buttload of tact.) This is a shame for psych majors because it’s saying you shouldn’t give amateur diagnosesseseses until you’re a pro, which also means being an amateaur until your a pro. I think the quick fix would be shatting up and considering amateaur diagnosesesesese, but not giving them.
Cursing is fuckin useful sometimes, but counterproductive when not agreeing with control freaks. When dealing with those, calm and cool is waaaay more fuggin useful.
Fair’s fair oh internet denizens who’re generally more salty: I’m updating urbandictionary and making cuntsplaining a word. (I’m also confident it should be less offensive than “womansplaining” or “mansplaining.”) Touche.
When you identify differences about someone else, you’ll hear their voice in your head when reading their words more distinctly.
Confirmed: Most adults ARE faking it.
Sometimes we get older and less fit, and yet sometimes age ages in ways that we become more willing to fight unrighteous things even harder.
Producers probably want you to like Eugene so it’s more dramatic to say goodbye. I’d prefer the follow what’s already canonized though.
It’s not video games or producers that’re really dumbing down awesome tropes in movies or tv. It’s the people who actually put money into these things. It’s the preferences of the PAYING part of the audience, and the business model in entertainment promoting a catering to that which is resulting in a great dumb-down. Same thing with the music industry.
Junkie XL is a boss and I miss the late 90’s / early 2000’s cool music vibes.
19 is pretty dang young nowadays.
Alcohol is werse fer yer brain than most things.
Except being unable to laugh is even worse.
And being unable to laugh with alcohols = da very wurst.
Of all the contemporary “I’m super entitled to have my feeling catered to” lingo, I found one I like: safe spaces ARE awesome. I consider my writing space a safe space. I’ve always treated it as one and had to learn online blogs aren’t. Some of us are dicks though, and still treat out publically available blogs as safe spaces, and THAT’S something I admire.
2. I should hire a scottish person to tell silly people who wanna police my blog to fook off. Scots ungreasing people who are screwey is one of the best things ever..
3. Riding the subway last week, and had to put my book down because two midtown gals had gotten on and were talking in that Glottal-stopping, “like like like” multi-octave way of gossiping that was too intrusive. (I tried but couldn’t focus.) I expected to overhear crap that was vapid gossip about their personal lives, and couldn’t help but hear out every single word.
But I got a nugget: something I didn’t expect against the backdrop of their conversation. It started when one said “So . . . . Billy did have to move out. And he wasn’t a bad guy at all, it was just best and,”
“But wasn’t he like, reclusive and a downer all the time?”
“Well, he was going through a serious break up, you know? People are different when it’s a real break-up.”
And this crossed with an article I read recently – we break up a lot more today than before. My stepdad-dude’s family is WONDERFUL – I really appreciate them. I also think his dad met his mom in high school I think, and they became sweethearts and got married. This is something that happens a lot more outside nyc.
Well, being a feely weird investing turdy year old as I am, I’ve gone through just less than a few splits. But I’ve also gone through my own share – a lil more than usual when compared to “geet married to high school sweetheart” cultures.
And what I will note is, each heart-ache changes a person. It depends how we handle it. Sometimes we get stuck in a phase of anger, or grief, or acceptance. Sometimes it turns out we didn’t really care or feel attracted enough to invest in the first place and nonchalantly move on, but for those of us who form a real emotional bond . . .. well I’ll say it is certainly a really big mutating period of time afterwards. I’d say some people improve, some people CHANGE (increase some traits, decrease others) some people BREAK. Like permanently lose some steam out of their self-esteeem and overcompensate, and in my experience end up being a lil less fun. Some.
I know men (and women, but we’re less surprised about this from gals – and maybe strange media like Danity Kane’s “Damaged” is partially to blame for this) who are very withheld on really sharing themselves after break ups. They have to get it through the break up fog – “You DO have awesome traits. You SHOULDN’T stop evolving them, and you CANT stop sharing yourself with people who’ll have a reciprical boon for yor doing so.” To ME they were more charismatic and gung-ho in college/high school, cause they didn’t learn how much the burn can feel. That sort of hurt is a “OMG MY FEELINGS HURT” that’s pretty novel to a first timer at any age – I think. And as an indirect result of the male version of “damaged” – I know dudes who game, and don’t know how to date, cause gaming is certainly safer. (No, I don’t mean cool video games. I mean being nothing more than a fuck boy to womenz and drawing the relationship to them line there exclusively.) And the ways to respond to them break ups don’t end there: I know dudes who get overly attached, dudes who have serious trust issues, dudes who stalk, dudes who are lesser men than their past selves because they’re trying to prove to their selves that they’re better than that version who got dumped.
So ya, Billy was in a dark place. Billy has to find his own light. But seeming cool to the girl gossiping about his personality on the train probably wasn’t very high on his list to Billy, as Billy probably didn’t feel very cool.
Anyway, this is all injection and anecdotal bull. This is all my experience. This applies to PEOPLE – both genders: I genuinely think in a culture of entitled date for love AND practicality AND because something’s wrong with you if someone’s not falling in love with you, where we live longer, divorce more, break up more, marry later, judge and react harder than ever, share EVERYTHING, have a digitized persona . . . that these livers who loved their lovers since high school are a lil less educated in heart ache. I think heart ache is a PHYSIOLOGICAL thing – it’s been shown medically to increase cardiac stress a LOT. Like a disgusting amount. It definitely changes the chemicals that surge our daily psychology, that’s for sure. More dramatically: people who’ve been married to one partner most of their lives DO tend to die within a few months after losing one partner. There are many reasons for this – and it’s not a hard and fast rule.
But what I’m saying is, heart ache is an experience. It’s part of the human experience to form a genuine emotional bond, and it’s part of the human experience to HURT when that’s taken away. It’s part of the human experience to change, see things more negatively, look within, MAYBE see what you ought to improve, maybe feel sad or anger around the periods of grief. It’s absurd to expect a completely cold and cool response – so I say good for Billy! Let that fucker be a lil sad! And good for the understanding roommate! That was GOOD empathy that gave her insight to not be a judgemental discarder of Billy, and it completely betrayed what you might expect to hear from a gal who speaks in poly-octave glottal stops. Cause sometimes, even our best intentioned friends think you should just be positive, and I’ll wager Billy felt depressed. People who can not make things worse are great, and it’s super important to see that in a roommate – it sounded like this midtown gal had the insight to know how to do that, and I appreciated hearing this. Even over my good book.
TLDR: I do think we have a world now where older folks ARE getting more educated in anti-ideal heartbreak. I think the number of break-ups people in cities go through throughout their lives is increasing dramatically. And I know from my few splits that each was different, and handled a little differently. This makes me think we learn to adjust to heartbreak differently. And that makes me wonder if that percentage of long-term couples who at the end of life possess near-concordant death certificates will stay the same. Only time will tell.
This is a lil personal, but just how the brain’s musing before I get to story time.
I don’t really admire a certain family member. This makes me sadder, then cold to point out. He’s done goofed so many times, I feel like I’m a pretty easy guy to get to know, I have a low tolerance for people who manipulate information, or subjugate it to their ego, and make that step more important than y’know . . . the integrity of information. That kinda thing drives me nuts. Further, it occurs to me that this individual is a bit crippling and negatively critical when it comes to their finding things to say.
These are horrible things to feel and recognize. Especially about family . . . especially when you don’t want to. To me the word horrible gets used, cause it’s a horrible reality with folks like this that if you DON’T recognize these things – respect them, in my vocabulary – that I’ll set myself up to get screwed over and used up. It’s been a VERY clear and consistent pattern that this is what this person does..
I’m a bit too old for “waah waah I don’t like someone society n nature predispose me to love.” So let’s compromise and do that without the wah’s, cause that’s the case.
It’s making me think a lot about respect. I’ve known for a lil while now that my definition of respect is different in that it’s more acknowledgement – “To show regard or consideration for.” Most of us grow up learning respect as a form of courtesy. While politeness is a form of respect – it acknowledges that we all have feelings and opens and welcomes communication without obfuscating it with negatives – I’m still pretty sure it’s not the same thing.
Cause see, I’ve learned courtesy too. That came with society, mock trial, and being a weirdo just trying to get along. Also for some reason Chinese-American roommate Peter Lo was a great example of courtesy in college. He didn’t admire many people he was still courteous too. And that, in addition to his being able to beat me at 3rd strike, and his ability to have a laugh, are the main things I appreciate about him. Somehow he’s become one of the most judgemental guys layered in politeness, and in college he managed very well by enjoying his own time and company and not relying on others from what I can tell. Seemed healthy, I appreciate this.
Meanwhile, dumb ole me’s been spelling it “Curtesy” until an hour ago. The word is obviously rooted in courting. Hooray, polite society.
Well, I like and stand by my definition. I also think courtesy > rudeness. . . . but only sometimes. Like I do love rudeness, I fuckin love people who enthusiastically tell it like it is, and they’re often rude. I love my buddies I can talk smack with. I love the ones who’re so respectable that I can make a game out of saying horrible, atrocious things and it’s just so ridiculous it’s funny. And that’s a fuckin rude thing to do, and yet we still share the love. That’s awesome.
I also appreciate a person who’ll tell you “go fuck yerself” MUCH more than someone who’ll knife you in the back. Like waaaaay more. The Go Fuck Yourself person is very likely to be easier to work with, and a direct communicator, and it’s probably super likely that if they’re getting destructive there’ve been an ass-ton of warnings. These are traits of someone who’s more likely to work with you when they’re not feeling like disregarding you (Or, or, they’re a nutter and a psycho. Cause they’ll disregard you too.)
But what’s a point to consider – respect – is that the first definition of respect is to esteem or honor. Many places DEFINE respect as a positive regard.
Well . . . . I use honor in that place. And honor’s such an old school topic. You’ll sound like a klingon or a barbarian or some sorta hoot if you start talking about honor. But that’s the word I use when I think about the type of respect most people want.
(I suspect that people who can’t parse respect and admiration also confuse profanity with cursing. Anyone who watches south park knows that there’re much greater degrees of profane behaviors and attitudes than a lil shitty fuckidy fuck fuck.)
Anyway . . . .so I’d have to say the ultimate disrespect is pretending someone doesn’t exist. Ignoring them. Murderlize their significance. It can be, but not by definition being rude. To me, if something bothers you enough that you want to call it out, well, you respect it enough that it’s unlikability is disturbing. That’s how I see it.
Which doesn’t mean a whole lot in the end. It’s just a semantic argument. But I do think – and this’s the theory part I’m gonna live by as an experiment to see how it works – but I think if you respect things you don’t like, say feeds on facebook that’re filled with things that inspire dismay, but you spend so much time perusing anyway, if you constantly expose yerself to a manipulative person and respect how manipulative they are underneath their layers of stories, if you constantly respect a job that you actively acknowledge is bs on top of bs and respect the money from it that doesn’t satisfy you . . . well I think it gets in the way of letting your brain focus on things you actually do respect. I’d even say that there kills a lot of creativity.
Or maybe that’s just me going wah wah and doing that thing I’m not supposed to do by the age I am. Ah well.
But the point still stands, esteem, admiration – these regards ultimately inspire more positivity. They polarize ideals in such a way that they lift sentiment, and set it in a way that you’ll be happy to see and generate more of that. This is one reason I really like a society with honor. This is why klingons are motivated to do so many pushups. Warriors have honor. Can America go back to being a bunch of guys who were obsessed with honor and shit? Honor > business. I mean, business came FROM honor, not the other way around capitalists. Gosh.
But that converse of admiration – things we don’t like? Just the opposite of positive inspiration. I’d argue we spend our days habituating our brains about what to respect. If we acclimate towards environments and conditions that brew resentment more than admiration, well that positive inspiration is gonna be crap now, isn’t it? Instead of approach and nurture behaviors, it’s only logical from here that you’ll end up with squelch and withdraw.
Spose that’s the major reason why I don’t spend my free time fact checking Donald Trump.
New edition of the paperback of one of my books is out again. We’re talking about updating some of the art, and it’ll affect the kindle in the coming weeks too.
This excites me much more than another big opportunity tomorrow – and I’m not 100% sure how to balance all these feels, honestly.
Am kinda formatting the smallest things in a great story so that it’s readability is masterful, but lately most books I’ve read are CHOCK FULL of typos. Like lots. And that’s ok, cause you can attune yer mind to pay attention to plot.
I’ve dealt with some tiny people and tiny issues in ze past. But I’m also a little weird too in how I’ve dealt with ’em.
Embracing a cause bigger than one’s self is still an important main theme of disjunck’cha
Netflix is good for comedies but much more is usually meh. The stuff that makes people go to netflix is the same stuff that makes people forget that alternative music exists. It’s not that alternative music is “everything else sucks and I’m a snob.” It’s that alternative is “HEY THESE RHYTHMS SOUND REALLY GOOD TOO!”
I used to know a bunch of dirty jokes, but now my main go to is about Bee’s that make milk. Hum hum.
I’m pretty sure GOOD JUDGEMENT is the main lesson of game of thrones. Screw morals, resources, etc. If you don’t practice judgement that ensures the survival of your own and those you care about, consider yourself brutally butchered. (Except for Danny. Yeah, I hate Danaerys, and think she’s a hypocrite and tyrannical whore. It’s not that she’s a chick, it’s that she’s a horrible leader who’s responsible for most of the deaths of her underlings. I’m also pretty sure she has the highest kill count of the series, but besides language, has yet the lowest skill set.)
Me likey sunlight. This is weird cause I’ve always identified as nocturnal. Maybe I’m just supposed to be a happy individual and make the best of my circumstances? Fak.
The gay guy on the netflix EMT show is my favoritest gay man yet.
I miss alternative music. Seriously, with the overwhelming number of music access options – I think alternative is being left in the wind.
I like that phrase left in the wind.
Horse psychology – the stuff that explains why it’s GOOD to be stern to a horse, explains a lot of gamers. Thanks Phill for that one.
Did I mention Moloko is great? Jamie Collins is frikkin legit too.
V8 + cayenne pepper + olive brine + lime juice has got to be one of my favorite drinks. Weird sounding, and not for everyone, but it’s so fucking good it makes me cry and when I drink this in the presence of people I think the phenomona should be called “gustotorially disturbed.”
What if splurge sounds like spooge for a reason.
I’m weird but a lot of people call it smart. I don’t know what to make of that except leverage sometimes. Yet I’d much rather enjoy being weird than do that!
My hero used to be Jim Halpert and Napoleon, but now I think it’s J K Rowling and Sly Stallone. (Even if sly today’s a lil questionable. Stop making veiny muscles, man. It’s weird in rocky sequels that shouldn’t be)
Victoria’s Secret catalogs are RIDICULOUS. LADIES, BEWBS ARE IN. YOU SHOULD NOT FEEL BAD FOR HAVING TOO HUGE BEWBS IF YOU’RE A B-CUP.
Actually, there’s no one body type men like. This seems hard to grasp – and I don’t know why. Men like a shitload of body types. As in, if my gender had it’s say, we’d have variety with appreciable stability. We don’t want ANY catalog gal as our only type – that’s actually kinda “ghey” – my entire species wants to have its way with beauty, and that does come in many forms. For that reason, you can’t pioneer any one body type and expect it to go over well to a raving applause – that’s insane. Men and women may have to accept that being a fun, good person, is more attractive than any body. And yes that’s a pon, and yes pun should be spelled that way.
Roison Murphy is legit too.
There are a lot of ridiculous people out there who’re ridiculous cause they’re backlashing for feeling like minorities, and that’s super sad.
I’m coming to a phase where alcohol > THC, but I’ll never, ever forsake thc completely. That stuff leads to private enjoyment too much, and I think private enjoyment is one of the keystones to an individualistic, perfect life. I really hope we evolve into a nation where acknowledging things like that isn’t taboo.
I like that word “taboo” a whole lot, and it isn’t because of the movie series or card game. There’s a lot to be said for ideas that become taboo.
Some people are grown under fucked up parents, and it’s really tough cause it puts them into a state where unless they have genius elements – unless they can generate ideas that’re novel to them – they’re going to perpetuate that system they came into consciousness in. Meaning, if you can think of novel ideas, if you’re a creative person, take pride, there’s always hope. But if you give in to telling yourself you’re not creative, you might wanna accept that you’re gonna perpetuate what’s around you, and possible seek therapy from a creative therapist. I know that’s a douchey thing to say, but I think creativity means exploring options and doing what you think is best. That’s why you want a creative bartender. That’s why you want a creative parent. What you don’t want is a toolbag with idealizations to devalue you against, who can’t see outside that box.
Red hair and green eyes is one of the most interesting combinations to me, but red hair and blue eyes still remains by fair, the most statistically improbable phenotypes, and that’s amazing.
I might have the ability to recognize Portuguese and Irish people and identify them as such instead of just labeling them “white.” So far in 2016, I’m on a 100% streak with this. Oddly, I identify as Portuguese cause of my Granny and Irish because of my dad’s dad the hardest, and that’s a lil kinky considering my actual make-up.
Narcassism is a key personality trait! Like all of ’em, it’s a power, but it’s also a hinderence, and for that reason we might wanna consider it a feature of a human. And yet for all my fascination of that word, I still don’t spell it right on the first try! Wtf Eric.
If you’re a male and think your father might be a narcissist (oh, I did it right that time. Yey.) You might want to make it clear that you’ll fight after drawing a line that shouldn’t be crossed. One tendency of a narcissistically driven person is to idealize people in a way that makes them a perfect creature as the subordinate to you – this is actually how a narc tendency can develop into pathological personality.
As in, a person is your ideal vision them if they’re some sorta pandering sub, and that’s not how people actually evolve. As a parent, having a child that shows promise to your narcy end-goals for them is the result of that. Yet kids grow up. They do things like get smart, educated, wiser, and also, bigger, if you feed ’em right and got lucky with a solid mate. So the PROBLEM with thinking narcassistically is that you twist their compromises and nicer natures into subbordinations, and move on without appreciating that person for who they are. And following this kind of twisted logic . . . if the child offers to fight, and the narcy parent realizes they DONT want to fight for fear of losing, this nervous response FORCES the parent to question why they’re afraid of their subbordinated child. What happens after is complicated, and there might be a few ways that can play out, but IF the offspring stands their ground in an intimidating fashion, and expresses reasons that their ground must be stood which are appealing, what MAY happen is the creation of a new ideal of that offspring to envalue, and not devalue them against. Long story short, just consider the option that you DO have to look your narcy parent in the eye, let ’em know you won’t take their shit, be ready to fight with superior force. If they recognize it, and if they have the option to team-play with it, they’ll join your team. That actually seems to be how narcs work, if they don’t completely cut you out (and they won’t if you’re still an asset, and if you’re human, a child SHOULD be an asset to the elder.) I know this is ridiculous, but there may be a time for some to acknowledge they have to fight, and not cooperate with, a parental leader.
^This is all a personal theory tho, and healthy families probably won’t do this at all. Goals for the next time 😛
Asians are NOT a people, yet the consideration of “the asian people’ = damn interesting.
I like being a nut more than I like it as a verb.
My parents (both, lol) and family is strange but SUPER legit if you know how to deal.
I need to go back to learning woo-ha karates. Or martial arts rather. When no one gets hurt – sparring is fun!
I can type as fast as I speak and this makes publically narrating how I’m hacking people’s facebook accounts to post bogus statuses much more enjoyable.
Revenge is a dish best served cool ‘n spicey. But even that phrasing means you’re catering to a diner.
If you take yourself super seriously, at least learn how to enjoy dancing goofily (lol on that note – I invite you to youtube “millenials on molly”)
Feeling chill and free is one of the greatest luxuries to a human.
I’m done. Time to get to work – I don’t care that it’s saturday. And on that note:
Eric is the Best 