Warning--- These are just my opinions don’t take offense
Political views are like foods. Everyone has a favorite and most people don’t know why it is
their favorite.
So at work I get bored and end up reading the paper everyday. Imagine my surprise when I learned McCain had picked Sarah Pilan to be his running mate. I know she was in the running but I always thought he would pick Tim Pawlenty. I don’t know why I was shocked; I knew Hillary wasn’t going to be on Obama’s Ticket and it is a good move for McCain to have something for the majority of voters (being female puts you in the majority). I later learned that she is very pro-life, this is a very touchy subject for a lot of people, especially women.
I personally didn’t really have a preference for either party. I am registered as an Independent and don’t really believe either party is in it to help the people. I mean a 5week summer vacation when the country is fighting the worst energy cost crisis in decades… that’s dedication right there. Both candidates have a lot going for them, obviously or they wouldn’t be the nominees. Obama has the charm and charisma but lacks the experience. McCain has experience but let’s face it a box of cereal could be more interesting. That being said, Obama took himself out of the running in my book. I was appalled to hear that he had gone on a tour all across the world visiting foreign countries and playing the diplomat, only to blow off veterans at a hospital in Germany and ended up playing basketball all morning. In the many interviews he stated that he didn’t want his visit of the troops to seem like a political stunt. The whole reason for the trip was political, and was paid for by his campaign fund. I don’t understand what he was thinking. Their views are basic cookie cutters of their parties, and even then there are only small differences so that was the deciding factor for me. To me it showed a huge lack of respect for the soldiers at the hospital. Similar to when Hillary was scheduled to do a small appearance at the town where I grew up. There was a crowd of people there to meet her and because she stayed at the previous location too long she drove right through the town didn’t even stop. Makes it hard to believe they care about us little people.
Wall of text...complete.
Thoughts…incomplete.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
This present darkness
There comes in a time in our lives when we are at the precipice of all we have ever known or been told is true. Behind us is the past and all the comforts and pain that it might hold. Ahead of us our path, our future is uncertain, it is dark and there is no way to know what it might hold. When the time comes to step off the precipice of all you know and into the dark, dark uncertainty that is your future we hope that either there will be something solid and supporting there for our feet to walk upon, or that we will be taught how to fly. It is hard to look upon that huge dark scar in your path and not feel any amount of fear at what the unknown holds. It is inevitable you will cross that line. You chose if it by your own will or if you are forced to do so by time. Will you stride confidently towards the looming darkness? Probably not, although you may do so with a few quick glances behind you.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Raining down on me
I miss the rain, or more specifically I miss storms. There is just something about storms that make me feel alive and powerful. I currently feel an intense need to just stand out in the rain and let its cold rivulets run down my body. I have been working like crazy, and now the new schedule has me working 1st 2nd and 3rd shift all in one week. As you can imagine this I am vehemently opposed to. I spoke with my new supervisor (which I feel is completely incompetant) and was told that he made the new schedule so he could have the weekends off, no lie, and it was to help get me off of a quick turn around. When I told him I was against it he said in a few weeks after some event he has going on some weekend we will switch back to the old schedule. I dont know how many people know my old schedule but it was also horrid. I worked 2nd shift mon, 3rd shift tues, wed, and then 2nd on thurs, fri. This was a bad setup because between 3rd on wed and 2nd on tues was only a 8 hour gap. It takes me between 35-45 minutes to drive each way every day. Now I suppossedly have thursday and friday off, but work until 7am on thursday. So no I am not ignoring you if I dont reply to a text or an IM, I am just totally fricken burning out.
I just need to feel a storm.
I just need to feel a storm.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Society
Our society today is going insane. A woman from Oklahoma sued Winnebago for not putting in their owners manual that she couldn't leave the drivers seat while cruise control was on. After getting on the freeway, she turned on cruise control at 70 MPH and proceeded to get up to make a sandwich. Surprisingly the motor home didn't make a turn and the vehicle jumped a curb and rolled down a bank. The vehicle was totalled. The woman sues Winnebago and wins. Might want to sit down for this, $1,750,000 plus a new Winnebago. Things like this make me wonder how humans are going to make it through the next decade let alone till some type of apocalypse. Maybe this is a big conspiracy to provide some anti-Darwinism theory with a reliable argument.
I just can't stop
I just can't stop
Monday, August 11, 2008
addicted to music
While reading the newspaper today at work. (yes work is hard, even after discovering I can use the Internet.) I read that there are some people that listen to music called binaural beats. These sounds they call "idozers" are only effective through headphones. They emulate a different sound and frequency out of each speaker that your brain then combines into a single beat. They allegedly synchronize your brain to a specified wavelength. They can emmulate in you certain modes or have effects similar to tripping on acid or doing other illegal drugs. Scientists are arguing over if this is a viable claim or not. If so it would be very helpful for people with depression, addiction, anxiety or other mental issues. This could also be a way for poor people to try cocaine.
I personally dont see why it cant be effective. There is soo much we dont know about the human body, and even more about our minds and psyche. I know that music has always had an effect on me. What you listen to determines your mood, or vice versa almost constantly.
Side note: Bastet caught a bat flying around in my room the other night. Don't know how it got there because none of the windows were open. I did a little research and they can crawl through the darndest cracks. An average brown bat can squeeze through a hole no bigger than a dime, or a crack 3/8 of an inch wide. It scared the hell out of me because Bastet was jumping all over like crazy and when i turned to look at him the bat was flying at my face. After I was able to turn on the light I saw Bastet standing over it on the floor. I am soo glad I wasnt sleeping. I scooped him up in a dustpan and took him outside but he wasnt easy to catch or to hold on the pan without him trying to crawl onto my hand....eww.
I personally dont see why it cant be effective. There is soo much we dont know about the human body, and even more about our minds and psyche. I know that music has always had an effect on me. What you listen to determines your mood, or vice versa almost constantly.
Side note: Bastet caught a bat flying around in my room the other night. Don't know how it got there because none of the windows were open. I did a little research and they can crawl through the darndest cracks. An average brown bat can squeeze through a hole no bigger than a dime, or a crack 3/8 of an inch wide. It scared the hell out of me because Bastet was jumping all over like crazy and when i turned to look at him the bat was flying at my face. After I was able to turn on the light I saw Bastet standing over it on the floor. I am soo glad I wasnt sleeping. I scooped him up in a dustpan and took him outside but he wasnt easy to catch or to hold on the pan without him trying to crawl onto my hand....eww.
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