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Till Death Do Us Part
I have only been to about 6 funerals in my entire being. Not bad for a 26 year-old rascal.
It is either people I know live long, or, I have a very boring social life. Anyways …
I usually get irritated when they call someone (a family member, a colleague, a friend, etc.) to come say their last words to the deceased.
The fact that the poor dead person won’t really hear a thing aside: Their words all sound superficial to me. When at a funeral, you will forever hear dull clichéd phrases like …
… he was such a great* man.”
Er, … well, maybe to you. But the wife is happy that she won’t play punching bag anymore.
*The problem I have with us labeling human beings is that we automatically assume that a great, say, friend is a great, say, lover to their lover. Which is seldom the case.
(We forever make time to tell people we hate that they suck; but we rarely make time to tell people we love that they rock.)
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Employment Contract
A piece of paper that dictates where wo/men spend the first eight-hours of their day.
More often than not, more often than we hate to admit, when we kill our being unemployed, our dreams too die. For most, it’s either you have a dream, or, you have a boss. It’s either you are a dreamer, or, you are an employee. Seldom both.
(Cartoons with the book cover are extracts from The Confessions of a Misfit.)
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In Defense of Fornication
This sounds silly on “face value.” But the gist of this cartoon is gotten when one thinks beyond the above allegory.
Generally speaking, laws are an attempt to control the actions of man. A few men decided that certain behaviors are right or wrong. The rest followed suit.
There are two kinds of laws. Natural and man-made laws.
The biggest difference between the two laws is that, unlike man-made laws, natural laws aren’t “open for negotiation.” If you don’t eat, you will soon perish.
However, if you break a man-made law, the worst that could happen is imprisonment. But still, that too will depend on the depth of your pockets. The deeper they are, the more “above the law” you are.
(Morals are an attempt to tame this beast called man.)
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Made in School
School doesn’t really develop the unschooled’s minds to their optimal thinking level. Far from it. School is merely in the business of satisfying the industries’ demands.
School is loyal to businesses, not humankind. Meanwhile, businesses, arguably the majority, do not exist to serve humankind (i.e., solve social problems) — most worsen, and, at times, create, social problems (sexism, pollution, consumerism, etc.).
For not every single thing that is manufactured and sold — is manufactured and sold — in the best interest of the sold to.
School evolved from being a means to man’s realizing of an end (i.e., whatever the purpose of life is) into a profit-seeking institution that manufactures employees and consumers. Creatures often awarded for selling their people things they don’t need.
(“Education” breeds more followers than leaders. More “rememberers” than thinkers. Indoctrinated human beings who are better at remembering than thinking.)
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War
One other thing that pushes one to question the intelligence of the human race, is our having accepted war as a sensible way to “solve” a conflict.
Technically, if the winner of a war is the the one who is “right,” then America is already right in a conflict that will, or, might, happen between America and Lesotho. For America has deeper pockets, thus: fancier and deadlier weapons, than Lesotho.
The thing that perpetuates war as a means to “solve” conflicts, is the sad fact that we’ve build economies around it. That’s to say, like death, abortion, etc., war is profitable to some.
“War is the maximum expression of ignorance.” © Jacque Fresco
The outcome of a conflict depends, not on those involved’s reasoning, but on the depth of their pockets. In war, the deeper the country’s pockets, the “righter” the country is.
[I don’t even want to mention soldiers, (usually) oversized men who fight fights started by skinny men (presidents) who usually weigh less than half of what they weigh.)
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Proofreaders
By disagreeing with the above statement, whomever that disagrees would, by their disagreeing, in a way, prove the statement right.
A quick look at how we use our daily languages reminds one that we, as human beings, are not as smart as we think we are.
Words, like language itself, are merely a means to an end. What we call things doesn’t really matter. So long as, when the listener or the reader hears or reads a word, the word brings to their mind the very same thing that the speaker or the writer had in mind.
The relationship between the name and the thing seems, as straightforward as it is, too complex for most of us to comprehend.
Like they say, the name is not the thing. The map is not the territory.
Funny enough, we almost never mistaken the map for the actual territory, but it’s a different story when coming to the name and the thing it is employed to represent.
I once said, … to be offended is the choice of the offended.
What I was trying to bring to the reader’s attention is that a swear word only offends, i believe, people who fail to think. Let’s take words like kaffir, nigga, bitch, motherfucker, assbanger, cunt, et al. … they are nothing but a rearrangement, and, at times, repetition of some, alphabets. Letters that evoke no emotion when on idle.
One other entertaining thing is our writing “F@#k” in place of “Fuck” — yet “F@#k” brings “Fuck” to the reader’s mind. “The Four Letter Word” too brings “fuck” to mind, yet we think saying the “The Four Letter Word” instead of “Fuck” is smart.
This is very same foolishness Louis CK tried to bring to our attention with his “The N Word” joke. Some black people are offended by the word “nigger” but not “The N Word.” Yet the two brings the very same race to mind.
[Thanks to Vítor Galvão for pointing me to this video]
(This cartoon brings these words to mind: word one + word two.)
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