Im Not Breaking My Neck To Repay Your Debt

I find it very strange that people in general go so far out of their way, and far so long, just to fight the corner for another race or sexuality that is completely alien from their own. Of course we all have a general empathy for others, but many take this to a ridiculous level. Take for example the recent referendum on GAY marriage in Southern Ireland. Around 80% or more people voted YES  !  This is a historically deeply religious country. Maybe the NO voters felt they couldn't turn out ? And that begs the question why ?  The lions share of the population voted to desecrate their countries religious beliefs, all so they could please an alien sexuality. What other country would do that ?

The same applies for RACE.  Many people who arent black go bonkers and start long running crusades to help another race. Some in the U.S.A even disown their family heritage to join the legions of the oppressed. And they do appear oppressed . Im not debating that fact. Still such an allegiance to another race, other than their own again seems most bizarre. Some kind of physcosis must be at work, or maybe years of politically correct brain washing has finally unbalanced peoples view of  their priorities. Change anothers  priorities to align with your own and the battle is won.

Tattoos & Alibis

These song lyrics remind me of a woman I met recently on facebook. Turns out she had several false facebook profiles, some of which were on my friends list. She ran a " free speech " page which often had these characters arguing with each other. When I pointed this out to her, she told me to keep quite about it, or I would be booted out.  So, I promptly left...  LOL

The Changing Of The Guard

Everything feels like death. The Summer is cold. Entropy is setting in. Problems abound at the house I live in and that's a sign that my imminent move is taking shape in todays events. When something new has to happen, the old starts to fall apart in advance. By the time this force has finished you cant wait to leave the thing you cherished so deeply. Only now can I see this. There is no logic here, only an unstoppable force.

Ac Dc - Night Of The Long Knives Lyrics

Of Hate And Happiness And A Simple Life ?

Anyone who has seen my facebook page may have seen a questionable individual on my friends list. The very inclusion of this person with their provocative user name may even cause offence to some. This individual has strong views about black and Islamic people, you could say he is full of hate. Their are very few views that I find offensive, and this person expands on the reasons for his extreme views very logically too. If someone can explain sensibly why they have extreme leanings then I must give them some time, and my respect.
   But what of hate ? This man seems very happy in his world of hate, and his daily work. His life seems quite uncomplicated. Work and hate ! I guess hate can distract you from other areas of your life ? A person who hates is often very honest and wont play mind games with you. Honesty at this level is refreshing and simplistic. Maybe I yearn for the days when I had simple uncompromising views ?
  Sometimes a person of extreme views is just the polar opposite of another negative force. After all opposites must exist. You cant damn anyone for being at either end of the spectrum. If you hold a view, at what point would you call a halt to it if it was increased in intensity ? At what point would you shout STOP ? Is there a " stopping place " ?  How far should we lean ?

Its Happening Again

 
 

 

Its been a bad week online. Ive had serious trouble even getting online, then my favourite blog seems to have been deleted. In fact all this persons blogs have disappeared again. Next I find a facebook discussion group I enjoy is run by a woman with several fake accounts. These " characters " argue amongst themselves and with other members. When I pointed this out I was threatened with expulsion, so I left. Lifes to short for that shit. Its strange this summer is turning out the same as the last one, and I never saw it coming...

Two Sides Of The Same Coin

I have tonight started to read a short novel by Paulo Coelho, its called intriguingly  The Alchemist. Its a simply written book, and not a long one either. The story concerns the journey of a young boy in his quest for hidden treasure. It is obviously a metaphor for the authors torrid real life attempts at learning the secrets of Alchemy, and all the variously dubious characters that he openly admits to having been exploited by, details of which are briefly listed in the Preface section.
   Im writing this post tonight as the style of this novel reminds me very much of a book I first read a few years ago, and one that made a big impression on me; The Golden Barge by Micheal Moorcock. This story is also a short one, and its also about a young man who travels and devotes his life to following a mysterious barge along a river. Its a parable about following dreams and the outcomes of this. These two books are uncannily the same, but Im yet to see if their conclusions are the same. Time will tell. I recommend both books. They are both simple and short, but don't underestimate their messages.

The Wire: The Blind Boys of Alabama- Way Down in the Hole

Do you know what the trouble was with this series ? It was TOO good, TOO realistic an TOO intelligent. Series 1  covered the drugs scene in Baltimore, followed by a series each devoted to the subject of corruption in the towns port, schools and political system. By the end of series 4 or were there 5 ? You had a complete picture built up about how all these parts of the city interlinked and were all corrupted and manipulated. Ive not seen a series like it since, and probably never will again. A mile stone in crime drama.