Revolver 🥺
I read somewhere that the number one killer of Americans is Americans.At the time it didn’t really make sense.I miss those days.
Tag Archives: random rants 🥺
Changing of the seasons 🥺
I think about climate change all the time. I didn’t need Greta to help me with that, but I applaud her for helping those that do. The more I see, the more I can’t help thinking that it’s funny to think that the collective of the middle and lower classes bought into the idea that we, the individuals, could some how compensate for all the damage that bad acting corporations have been doing, and continue to do, on massive scale. This ladybug doesn’t really know anything about from where this rusting metal pole has come. It knows nothing of its impact, good or bad, on its environment. It just knows that the wind is cold today. It knows the sun is warm today. And it knows that whatever this is and no matter the chain of events that brought it here, at least for the moment, it is the only […]
Better a string of letters? 🥺
There is no mystery to me why “the West” is losing its competitive edge. Between universities that see students as asses in seats with a pay checks for faces and HR departments that never see the human in the resource, how could we not. One day someone will have to explain to me why it is better to have a string of letters after your name than to have ability and talent. Our systems are supposed to use the tools available to us, including education and HR, to help us achieve a better life. Our systems are failing miserably and I am sorrow for the generations that will be permanently crippled by the shift.
A little bit privileged 🥺
After careful consideration, I have decided that I definitively do not like going to the grocery store anymore. I am aware of how spoiled that sounds. I should be thankful for the ease with which I can find nutrients for my body. I should be thankful for the variety that is overwhelmingly available to me. There are many in my own society and throughout the world that do not have this simple luxury. Their lives are full of hunger. Their stomaches are often empty or filled with food that only fills the belly without nurturing the body. And I am very thankful for that aspect of my privilege, but I refuse to pretend the system is perfect when it is not. Want an idea of what I mean, pick the food documentary of your choice. If you don’t have one, you can start with “Hungry for Change”.
Under-exposed 🥺
It may be true that you can never go home again, but it is also true that you cannot change from whence you came. Our exposure to “culture” and “cultures” is completely dictated by the physical space we inhabit and the people that share that space with us. As best as I can tell, the advent of the digital landscape has not really changed that. There was a brief period in the early days when I had hope it would, but as more and more joined the digital revolution, it simply became the A/R arm of the forced collective experience that the ever present “middle” dictates. We are geotagged and/or relegated to the appropriate groups without much consideration for any desire to expand beyond the popular. We live in precarious times. We live in times that require us to look beyond our immediate bubble and grow beyond our problems.
Disparity 🥺
When I was a child is such a cliché way to start a paragraph. I might as well say it was a dark and stormy night, or maybe Once upon a time. Yet here I sit, writing it and giving wholly into the cliché. “Why?” you might ask? Well, because my topic today is unfortunately also so cliché. So, hold onto your pre-conceptions, it might get bumpy from here on out. As previously stated, when I was a child, there was point at which I understood that there were some people who had a great deal more than others. I couldn’t understand, at the time, how that could be or what it meant in the world of adults, but it would eventually lead, much later in life of course, to the realization that those “with” could and would use this disparity to scare those “without” into accepting, even participating, in […]
Exceptionalism 🥺
Image credit: NASA’s Earth Observatory/NOAA/DOD Passively watching the life cycle of a dictator is one of America’s favorite pastimes. Who really needs the details. It’s not like that could ever happen to us.
Arthritic flower 🥺
The world feels heavy as of late, not directly because of the political changes in my homeland, but more the hate of the few that has so heavily outweighed the love of the many. I am struggling with the math on that one, but I’m sure if I ever do figure it out, a thumb (or thumbs) on the scale will definitely account for the gross miscalculation in history. That’s how my day started today. An impossible equation to be solved by a non-mathmetician in the darkness of pre-dawn. I wanted to roll over and sleep through well into the inevitable nuclear holocaust we seem so hell bent on achieving. A quick Twitter check confirmed my plan was sage. I put down my phone and rolled toward my husband. Why not go into the darkness holding the one you love? After all, we do have a few choices inside the […]
Thoughts on a photograph
These last few months have brought up some very dark perspectives for the future for me. Even if you haven’t really being paying attention it is easy to understand why. What is not easy to understand is from where all the hate is coming. When I stumble upon photographs like this one, I remember the cautious optimism that existed not so long ago. The beauty of the image and what it represents warms my heart, but to know what is possible yet (hopefully temporarily) beyond our reach inevitably cools the warmth. Sometimes I wish I could un-know how sick my culture has become. When I didn’t know how many felt hate over this photograph my world made more sense. My days, though always full of challenges, made some sense. Now I know, and the application of the word senseless has never in my lifetime been more appropriate for the times. […]
Not your grandmother’s economy class
There are several very striking differences in these photographs. In the 1960’s, people dressed for air travel. This shows, at least in apparence, that people who travelled by plane saw it as something deserving their “best” face. One can infer that this also means that these travellers would not accept to travel below a certain level of comfort. In the 1960’s people who travelled economy class had more space available to them than people today have in most business class sections. In the 1960’s people who travelled were thinner. The obesity epidemic has been talked to death so there’s not much for me to add here other than to say shrinking seats and expanding arses doubles a space issue, even if your arse is not one of the ones expanding. In the 1960’s there was a great deal less “safety” concerns in seating than today. Can you find a seat […]