So I found myself in another predicament today. I was on the computer, as usual, and couldn’t find anything to do! Seriously. I checked my email, I checked my social networks, I spied on people and even started looking up people from my distant past (!?)– I’m in an internet rut, I tell you! I find myself going in circles, looking at the same sites and totally uninterested in looking up anything new. What is there to look? No one messages me or comments on my social sites. I only have two that I actively update, you know the dreaded top two of the net: myspace and facebook. Myspace, for me, though has become more of an automaton site. I don’t really post too much personal crap there. I may post a poem or two and other eventful going-on of my life, like book releases or public readings and stuff of that nature, but I wouldn’t expect to get to know the real me on there. The closest you’ll get to personal interests, aside from what I actually do with my life, is the music I like, and in this day and age that isn’t very telling. Oh, I long for that age old, concaved day when you used to be able to judge and read a person by the content of their music player. It was simpler in those days. Hicks listened to country music, black people listened to hip-hop and rap, vandals listened to punk, queers and yuppies listened to new wave, stoners listened to psychedilic and folk music, greasers listened to rock and roll and heavy metal, Mexicans listened to tejano. Well, no more. I can’t even define myself! Of course you realize that’s just a bunch of bullshit. I’m quite happy that people are undefinable. That’s the way it should be, you know. So, I guess my point is, you couldn’t even get much info on me based on what I listen to. So, yes, myspace. But even then, how do you know that I’m not one of those people who just friends people at random, unconcerned with who it is I am connecting to, but happy to see the friend meter sky-rocket? Well, I’m not, but considering that I am using myspace as more of a place to network and, you know, make it easier for people to find me and keep up with my work and art, sooner or later there’s no telling who will friend me. Why just the other day an anarchist tried to friend me, and even though the account isn’t personal anymore, it’s fastly becoming more of a “for the fans” (bullshit-what fans!?) type area, I refused to friend him! Ha! What the hell do I want an anarchist for a friend? I mean come on, I can appreciate the aesthetics of “anarchy.” I quite agree with no government, but that is a rather shallow view of anarchy. No government. But if you think about it, that means you can’t leave your house! You can’t leave your family unless you’ve trained them well in self-defense and self-preservation! Someone could squat on you! They could take your things and your wife! There would be no rule of law! And you know
I dislike everything Darwin stands for and think his “strongest survive” theory is just bullshit when applied to humans
because we’re human! Not animals, and we have the ability to think, but more importantly, to make choices! So how do you qualify that, Darwin?! You can’t. That brute that squats on your house when there is no rule of law has the choice of whether or not he’s gonna kill you, and so the strongest surviving just cannot apply to humans. But, since his theory is so popular and what is forced down our throats by the “educational” system installed by the elite class of our species, that is what we believe, and so the brute will not even qualify the thought of being human, and thusly put no value into being able to make a choice, because after all, he was taught only the strongest survive and so is totally validated in killing you and stealing your wife. Do you understand why I fundamentally disagree with anarchy and Darwinism? So anyway, I refused the anarchists advances. Plus, in this day and age, the government would probably just as soon as pin me down as a terrorist for associating with the likes. Ha!
Facebook is a different story, altogether. I post a lot of things on there, including my opinions, things that amuse me and random thoughts or quotes. I am much friendlier and open on that site. I think I like it only because you can see everything you’ve posted and kind of keep track of what you’re thinking or doing better than you can on any blog on myspace. Plus, you need a facebook account to snoop around, so that is something I also find comforting. I was trying to post a picture though on one of my friend’s wall, but it wouldn’t post, so I’m gonna post it here because it’s funny as hell. Some of you may have seen this. Tell me if you haven’t! Ha ha! I remember when I first saw that, I was like, “Yes! That is is funny!”
See the doody?
Isn’t it crazy how self-portraits have become so popular with the advent of digital cameras and personal social networking spaces? I mean it was bound to happen, no complaint, and I do so myself as well from time to time (primarily because I have no one to take a picture of me!). But this picture is just damn funny! I wonder if it’s genuine– you know or a set up.
Anyway, I’m sure I’ve either made you laugh or just grossed you out now. This is what happens when I have nothing to do. Being in an internet rut is terrible. Pretty sad I can’t even find anything else to do with my time. Find a job? Well, I did that yesterday, if you really must know. I was scowering the net for people who are hiring right now. Isn’t it terrible how everywhere you go for work they require you to fill out an internet application? It’s like they don’t want to see you face-to-face anymore. I hate it! I liked actually walking into the store and greeting someone and showing them that I took the time and effort to come out, to show them I’m actually interested in visiting the store, or whatever. Not anymore. I mean, internet sign ups are convenient, you know, if you can’t walk or something, but really– if you ask me, it’s the stores that have gotten lazier. I mean I guess we’re helping the enviroment by not wasting paper on applications, but it also makes it easier for the job not to respond to you. I’m only applying for jobs that require paper applications and in-person consultations from now on! It’s mainly retail that requires internet membership to hire on anyway. I don’t like retail. In case you’re getting any clue, I’ll help you out: I don’t like work at all. It’s so unnatural to me. I mean, I don’t mind producing things, but it has to be something for me and my family. Like in the old days. People used to milk cows to survive, for crying out loud! And plant their own gardens! They didn’t have to go to Whole Foods to get top-line veggies! And that means they didn’t have to pay and that means that the work they did was for themselves! I was so born out of century– either that or I’ve awoken and I remember that lifetime and that’s why it’s hard for me to assimilate into my present existence. Make sense? Think about it, that may be your problem, too. Hotchacha!
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