Suspension of Disbelief

I had an interesting conversation last night while playing free online poker that I would like to elaborate on. Some people are only looking out for themselves. Some people don't care what happens to others because it's never happened to them. They don't care about the health or well-being of other people, because it doesn't "benefit" them. I bring this, albeit common occurrence of the sheeple class, up because of the impending presidential election. These people have a candidate too, oh yes they do. And his name is Ron Paul. Government shouldn't care about whether people starve. It shouldn't be concerned of whether or not its people get a good education or health care, food or warmth, whether they are discriminated against or not. Why? Because it would give government power over people. Oh horrors. Surely this would be horrible. We cannot possibly give people a good education or health care. People don't deserve food or warmth. Of c...

A lot can be said about the so-called American "melting pot," the general theory being that people of different cultures come to America and melt into the American 1950's "ideal" family with 2.5 children, a white picket fence around a brand new cookie cutter house, and a dog named Max or Rover or some other American name for a mutt or perhaps a German Shepard or dalmatian. Of course, the 1950's American Dream comes from an atypical mold. It is impossible for everyone to attain the American Dream because the American Dream as the picture perfect 1950's lifestyle -- with a shiny new family car, ever wise and never rash father figure, docile and obedient wife and children, and a single-income paycheck that will always cover your every need and sometimes a little extra for a gift for the wife and children because they're just so super -- it is ideal for only one member of the family:  the father, traditional and ideal with a sports jacket, loafers, a...

There are 101 days left to this vacation and already I'm bored silly. Go figure, I know. They, who ever they are, say that vacation is a time for rest and relaxation, but I'm more relaxed when I have something to keep me entertained. Work doesn't really bother me that much, not compared to having nothing to do whatsoever. It gets you moving, keeps you on the ball if you will. Nothing, it keeps you tired and bored and stupid. So tomorrow I'll go find something to do to keep me occupied at least for a little while. Only when there is motivation is there progress, and only with progress do we find greater motivation. Vacation is nice when it's about a week or so. It's just enough time to lie around and do nothing, thinking about the stuff you've finished since the last time you've sat around thinking about the stuff you've finished since the time before. There's no time for other activities, if there was I'd bet that vacation wouldn...

If for any length of time you get to know me -- the real me that is -- then you'll surely realize that I am more than slightly mad. Oh, don't get me wrong, it's the good kind of mad, the fun kind. But mad nonetheless. There are few things I enjoy more than expression. I enjoy expressing myself, in anger, in rage, in laughter, in a great deal of things. The key is to realize that I am in fact genuinely that expression. I am angry. Or rageful . Or humored. Or whatever else pops up that day. But it doesn't mean that I take it too seriously. I'm not going to dwell on bad things any more than the good. And, I'm not going follow through with many of my well-timed, and sometimes not well-timed, remarks. Well, at least for the most part. Sometimes I can't help myself. And so long as you know that I am not kidding you should probably know why. Why do I take certain things very seriously and others humorously and still others rather lazily. It's because everything...

There are two main schools of thought on the idea of transracial adoption, one reliving that it is good and the other believing that it is bad. Some believe that adoption is adoption and that any steady and good home is profitable for the child over no home at all. These people, like Elizabeth Bartholet , believe that the well being of children is more important than outside factors like their culture or heritage, that life is more important if healthy and well than the specifics of what it means to be “well”. Others, like Dorothy Roberts, believe that transracial adoption can be a “tool of oppression” for racial minorities by which the child is stripped of their natural heritage and supplemented with that heritage of the, likely, majority, thus assimilating the minority further into the majority identity. She believes that this forced assimilation robs children of their identity and culture and should be abandoned at all costs. She seems to say that in the grand scheme of things, i...

Come my friend, Play, You'll see, a greater light, shining from within, than the greatest light externally