5/21/2004
Yah! Its time to pump some IRON!
Hasta La Vista Fat! YEAH! Well this summer I figure I will have alot of time on my hands and it is time to start looking like ARR-NULD! So I (with my help of my body building bible: "The new Encyclopedia of Modern Body-building" by none other then the KING himself Arnold Schwartzenegger) designed a weight lifting routine, and a meal plan (which is just as important). SO yepers monday after work Its crunch time! When I was fat I used to weight 220. Then the summer of 2003 I started lifting weights and I went down to 180. Now I am up to 190. Well I don't care about weighing alot as long as its muscle. But this extra weight isnt sadly. I quit over the winter because I devoted all my time to my girlfriend. Thats OK I much rather be with her then anything else, but fate is going to limit our time this summer. Work and all the chains society ties to our heart and all. But Instead of moping around I am gonna hit the gym. At my home that is so watch out world Tyler West will soon be rock hard and super hott! Oh wait I already am... well I will be scorching hahah! Hasta La Vista BABY!
Caffeine
This stimulant, usually in coffee or soda-pop, or as a supplement improves athletic performance. Overdoses cause many negative side effects; insomnia, disturbances of heart rhythm, and gastric disturbances (hehe) are common. Large doses and stress can lead to dysfunctions of the central nervous system. All around bad crap! Drink water!
5/19/2004
The Love Doctors
Here are the love doctors Darci and Tyler with your *Practical love advice without the price*. So Darci what do you think makes a lasting relationship?
Love Dr. Darci: My advice to anyone in a realastionship is this: you may think everything is great, you get along great, have no problems at all...but that does not mean that you are meant for each other. You have to expeireince some hard times and get through them. Fights are inevitable, no matter how much you think they will never happen, and if you cant get over fights, you are pretty much doomed.
Good Advice... and Dr. Tyler what is your view on communication?
Love Dr. Tyler: Communication is really important to a lasting relationship. You need to address problems right away instead of letting yourself stew in them. No problem was ever solved by ignoring it. Remember your kindergarten rule: Compromise. Also if your significant other is doing something to annoy you don't do it back to them. Address this and tell them how this makes you feel. Communicate!
Thanks both of you for your love advice please tune in next time for *practical love advice without the price!* Until next time... stay cool!
Love Dr. Darci: My advice to anyone in a realastionship is this: you may think everything is great, you get along great, have no problems at all...but that does not mean that you are meant for each other. You have to expeireince some hard times and get through them. Fights are inevitable, no matter how much you think they will never happen, and if you cant get over fights, you are pretty much doomed.
Good Advice... and Dr. Tyler what is your view on communication?
Love Dr. Tyler: Communication is really important to a lasting relationship. You need to address problems right away instead of letting yourself stew in them. No problem was ever solved by ignoring it. Remember your kindergarten rule: Compromise. Also if your significant other is doing something to annoy you don't do it back to them. Address this and tell them how this makes you feel. Communicate!
Thanks both of you for your love advice please tune in next time for *practical love advice without the price!* Until next time... stay cool!
Commercials on the Phone!
Yesterday some dude called and had me answer a political survey. LOL I have no idea about anything he was talking about really. I don't know candidates. So I just played along it was kinda funny making up stuff. Then I get a friggin political comercial for some larry deedrick ON THE PHONE! Isnt anything sacred anymore?! Next what will happen? Suppose they wont even let me use my digital camera without first watching a 30 second commercial.. or something... blah blah blah. I get enough commercials on TV. In fact most of Tv is a giant commercial you watch cause your bored anyway. Seriously how many shows do you actually enjoy that you watch. Probably alot of them you watch cause you have nothing to do. All hail the boob tube! I dunno. I dont mind movies... no commercials. Well at the beginning. Actually you know what.... There is a bloody commercial in my Xbox game. WTF. I dont wanna buy your crap people... get a friggin life and leave me alone! I am a hermit/hippy. laff I live in a cave with my pet hyena. Ma paw taught he howda shoot any un sellin stuff! So go on git! Sheesh! Not really, but whatever. STOP THE INSANITY!
5/18/2004
Quest for the Elusive Albert Island!
Holy Makeral I am tired! I got a slight eyeache. When I got home (5:30) I left at like 1:30. I was so thirsty wow! I didnt bring water after all. I was starving also. SO I drink like a 3rd of a 2 litre bottle of hawaiin punch and a 1/4 of a liter of 7 up. Plus another glass of hawaiin punch. I think I might start on some milk. Did all this without stopping hardly... Anyway to my journey report!
I stark off at 1:30... I Go across our field to the east and get on the gravel road. I look back and see if dogs are following me... nope cool. SO then i get onto the dirt road between two plowed fields that go to the abandoned house. I get to the shelter belt, and there is a giant puddle. A little squirrel is drinking from it. It runs away. Then I go pas the shelter belt to a field of clover. I come upon a drop off that goes down to the lake. The cliff is about 10 feet tall. I see some geese and take 2 pictures of then. So I climb down. Basically the whole time I have been heading south. On the beach it is mostly all rocks. I am parell to another abandoned farm stead all that is left of it are foundations and rusting junk.There are cliffs here that block my view. They are about 15 feet tall and grassy. Finally I get to a giant cleft in the two cliffs about 200 feet across. There is a gradual incline that looks like water flows down when it gets rainy. There is expansive beach here. Lots of rocks. I look around for dead cows. Once long ago I was here and seen a dead cow. Anyway so then I Gradually turn East and it gets really rocky. (I am following the beach here the whole time) Its not to far this time then I get around a outcrop of rock and turn back going south again. After a little while I see an old old car. It musta been from the 40s or 50s. It was a teal color. I took 4 picks of it. The body was pretty good on the outside, but the inside was a rusty shell. I seen another car as a was coming down. It was perched upon a grassy cliff. Then a little farther that way still going south I find the resonably large flat beach sortof. It almost looks like quick sand. I was walking though it cause it was the only place to go. Hopping from tree logs and rockier ground. I then sink a little in this one spot. I am like oh shit! But it was only mud. Anyway I keep going now heading east again lots of rocks for about 150 feet then south. Then shortly east again. High cliffs here and mostly beach. The water is really dirty here even more then before. Its green and foamy really mirky. I see up on the cliff with is sheer and all dirt a roap hanging from a tree limb. It almost looked like someone coulda hung themselves. I heard a weird humming sound almost like a jet, but I couldnt see on. I had a few seconds of unreasonable fear then I moved on. During this whole thing it was really sunny and warmish-hot. So I move on. Then I got south east for a while again then head east again. The clffs dissapear and there ar trees to teh south of me. The water looks really clean and you can see to the bottom like two feet down. Its really nice here and the beach is huge. No rocks at all. I keep going and see a fence. There are two deer drinking on the other side. I take 2 pictures of them. I get closer and it says keep out nesting area. SO I go back but whats this? There is gravel coming down on teh beach. I follow it for a little ways going south now. Ahh a old dirt road I am in hogs back. So I follow the road. Its neat I am totally surronded by trees on my left and there is a reasonably large field of grass to my left and its boarded by trees. I get to the other side of the beach. I just bypassed a large walk, even if I did go past the fence. SO I sit down and look what time it is. MY digital camera say it is 3 oclock. Not back. I see the island! I look with my binoculars. There seems to be no obvious way to get to it. No land bridge. I wander what I should do its a heck of a long way there. It is like to the south east and I have to first go on to horese shoes like this-> .^>
The dot represents the island. I have to start at the first curveto the right of the dot. Its a long was round about. I sit and think what to do. I deside I got lots of time and I might get there so I go. I head west now. Its fine at first, althought I am a little bored. I see lots and lots of dead fish, then I see all these dog like foot prints and this the rock piles by the cliffs. These are only like 8 feet tall. I smell death. It could be a coyote den. I almost turn around. There is hardly any beach and its all rocky. I have to go close to the den. But I so dont be a wuss, and go on. I pick up a rock for good measure, and be as quiet as I can. I sneak past. I have to crouch on my hands and kness almost to get under a tree that has fallen over the path. Whew no evil killer man eating monsters here. That I can see anyway! I go for a little was and look down... whats this?! There is water seeping from the ground. HMM... I look up at the cliff and my eyes follow a big stream that is pretty wide. What do we have hear. A natural spring right in the side of a cliff. Awesome! By overcoming my fear I am rewarded. I get 2 pictures of it. My dad said springs are pretty clean I drank jsut a little bit. It was the purest water I had tasted. Cleaner then Lake Norden water I bet. It was clear also. Its really awesome I found that I never heard of no one talk about it. It goes right into the lake. It is pretty loud and has about twice as much water coming out as a bath tub faucet. There was a cave that the water came out of that was about 1 and a half feet wide. I stuck my head in tehre, but dindt go in. IT was wet. So I continue.I go east again. Then south there is a rocky point I look at the island here. I take the binoculars and set them down... I forget them. Then I go east. I see a house and 2 dilapitaded buildings. Someone may live in the house but teh buildings are in disrepair. Then there is a mini desert on the beach with scraggly bushes and cow pies. Its pretty big. Bigger then a normal beach by alot. I continue. Going south across the desert now. I remeber my binoculars, but decide to keep going. I come upon some cliffs that are really big sheer dirt ones iwth tons of birds in them. No trees on the top. Pretty cool There are many rocks here that go way up from the lake. I see a fence go to it, and decide to turn around I am in the bottom right of the top point .^). I cant even see the island anymore. There is a slight incline in one of the birdy cliffs and I run up there fast to see whats at the top. Cant see anything but grass so I fall back down again. I go back to the desert and decide to take another pick of it. I cant! No camera. I retrace my steps and find it where I ran up the cliff in a pile of dirt. I go back and retrieve my Binoculars, I look at the island. There is a land bridge that goes pretty far in the direction of poinseet from the island, but it only makes it about half ways across the island. I seen all three sides of it, but the last and it has none. There may been one, but I am sceptical. I think it is under water. SO I got back.I am killer thirsty so I take 4 sips from the spring. At this point I dont care. But I aint gonna drink from the lake Sick! Maybe Ill be like Tuck Everlasting. By the time I get across the hogs back I am dead tired. By the time I get back to the abandoned house I am a walking zombie. I am giddy when I open our house door, and drank like an anti camel! I was happy to get home. THAT was a good workout. I would say I went apromixatmly 10 miles. I musta went close to half the ways around the lake. I got sunburned On my amrs I guess. I think I am gonna go to sleep. I salute you If you read all of this. You must either
1) love me
2) be insanely bored
3) love nature
But whatever! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...bye...ZZZZZZZZ
I stark off at 1:30... I Go across our field to the east and get on the gravel road. I look back and see if dogs are following me... nope cool. SO then i get onto the dirt road between two plowed fields that go to the abandoned house. I get to the shelter belt, and there is a giant puddle. A little squirrel is drinking from it. It runs away. Then I go pas the shelter belt to a field of clover. I come upon a drop off that goes down to the lake. The cliff is about 10 feet tall. I see some geese and take 2 pictures of then. So I climb down. Basically the whole time I have been heading south. On the beach it is mostly all rocks. I am parell to another abandoned farm stead all that is left of it are foundations and rusting junk.There are cliffs here that block my view. They are about 15 feet tall and grassy. Finally I get to a giant cleft in the two cliffs about 200 feet across. There is a gradual incline that looks like water flows down when it gets rainy. There is expansive beach here. Lots of rocks. I look around for dead cows. Once long ago I was here and seen a dead cow. Anyway so then I Gradually turn East and it gets really rocky. (I am following the beach here the whole time) Its not to far this time then I get around a outcrop of rock and turn back going south again. After a little while I see an old old car. It musta been from the 40s or 50s. It was a teal color. I took 4 picks of it. The body was pretty good on the outside, but the inside was a rusty shell. I seen another car as a was coming down. It was perched upon a grassy cliff. Then a little farther that way still going south I find the resonably large flat beach sortof. It almost looks like quick sand. I was walking though it cause it was the only place to go. Hopping from tree logs and rockier ground. I then sink a little in this one spot. I am like oh shit! But it was only mud. Anyway I keep going now heading east again lots of rocks for about 150 feet then south. Then shortly east again. High cliffs here and mostly beach. The water is really dirty here even more then before. Its green and foamy really mirky. I see up on the cliff with is sheer and all dirt a roap hanging from a tree limb. It almost looked like someone coulda hung themselves. I heard a weird humming sound almost like a jet, but I couldnt see on. I had a few seconds of unreasonable fear then I moved on. During this whole thing it was really sunny and warmish-hot. So I move on. Then I got south east for a while again then head east again. The clffs dissapear and there ar trees to teh south of me. The water looks really clean and you can see to the bottom like two feet down. Its really nice here and the beach is huge. No rocks at all. I keep going and see a fence. There are two deer drinking on the other side. I take 2 pictures of them. I get closer and it says keep out nesting area. SO I go back but whats this? There is gravel coming down on teh beach. I follow it for a little ways going south now. Ahh a old dirt road I am in hogs back. So I follow the road. Its neat I am totally surronded by trees on my left and there is a reasonably large field of grass to my left and its boarded by trees. I get to the other side of the beach. I just bypassed a large walk, even if I did go past the fence. SO I sit down and look what time it is. MY digital camera say it is 3 oclock. Not back. I see the island! I look with my binoculars. There seems to be no obvious way to get to it. No land bridge. I wander what I should do its a heck of a long way there. It is like to the south east and I have to first go on to horese shoes like this-> .^>
The dot represents the island. I have to start at the first curveto the right of the dot. Its a long was round about. I sit and think what to do. I deside I got lots of time and I might get there so I go. I head west now. Its fine at first, althought I am a little bored. I see lots and lots of dead fish, then I see all these dog like foot prints and this the rock piles by the cliffs. These are only like 8 feet tall. I smell death. It could be a coyote den. I almost turn around. There is hardly any beach and its all rocky. I have to go close to the den. But I so dont be a wuss, and go on. I pick up a rock for good measure, and be as quiet as I can. I sneak past. I have to crouch on my hands and kness almost to get under a tree that has fallen over the path. Whew no evil killer man eating monsters here. That I can see anyway! I go for a little was and look down... whats this?! There is water seeping from the ground. HMM... I look up at the cliff and my eyes follow a big stream that is pretty wide. What do we have hear. A natural spring right in the side of a cliff. Awesome! By overcoming my fear I am rewarded. I get 2 pictures of it. My dad said springs are pretty clean I drank jsut a little bit. It was the purest water I had tasted. Cleaner then Lake Norden water I bet. It was clear also. Its really awesome I found that I never heard of no one talk about it. It goes right into the lake. It is pretty loud and has about twice as much water coming out as a bath tub faucet. There was a cave that the water came out of that was about 1 and a half feet wide. I stuck my head in tehre, but dindt go in. IT was wet. So I continue.I go east again. Then south there is a rocky point I look at the island here. I take the binoculars and set them down... I forget them. Then I go east. I see a house and 2 dilapitaded buildings. Someone may live in the house but teh buildings are in disrepair. Then there is a mini desert on the beach with scraggly bushes and cow pies. Its pretty big. Bigger then a normal beach by alot. I continue. Going south across the desert now. I remeber my binoculars, but decide to keep going. I come upon some cliffs that are really big sheer dirt ones iwth tons of birds in them. No trees on the top. Pretty cool There are many rocks here that go way up from the lake. I see a fence go to it, and decide to turn around I am in the bottom right of the top point .^). I cant even see the island anymore. There is a slight incline in one of the birdy cliffs and I run up there fast to see whats at the top. Cant see anything but grass so I fall back down again. I go back to the desert and decide to take another pick of it. I cant! No camera. I retrace my steps and find it where I ran up the cliff in a pile of dirt. I go back and retrieve my Binoculars, I look at the island. There is a land bridge that goes pretty far in the direction of poinseet from the island, but it only makes it about half ways across the island. I seen all three sides of it, but the last and it has none. There may been one, but I am sceptical. I think it is under water. SO I got back.I am killer thirsty so I take 4 sips from the spring. At this point I dont care. But I aint gonna drink from the lake Sick! Maybe Ill be like Tuck Everlasting. By the time I get across the hogs back I am dead tired. By the time I get back to the abandoned house I am a walking zombie. I am giddy when I open our house door, and drank like an anti camel! I was happy to get home. THAT was a good workout. I would say I went apromixatmly 10 miles. I musta went close to half the ways around the lake. I got sunburned On my amrs I guess. I think I am gonna go to sleep. I salute you If you read all of this. You must either
1) love me
2) be insanely bored
3) love nature
But whatever! ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ...bye...ZZZZZZZZ
Off I go into the wild blue yonder!
Well I am struck with wanderlust again. Since about four or five years ago i always wanted to go to this island in a lake by my house, but I never got around to it. Every winter I planned a trip to walk across the ice. Or summer to get a boat. Finally I am going right now! I dont have to boat this time I think its dry enought there is a land bridge! Super.
Supplies are
1) Binoculars
2) Digital Camera
3) Pocket Knife
4) Walking Stick
5) Water
Not to much, but oh well. I am not sure how far away it is, but It will probably take at least 1-3 hours to get there. Wander what is on it? Maybe Ill find some treasure. Thatd be cool, but I doubt it. An arrow head if I am lucky. Well Hope no one gets worried I may be gone a while. Ill be fine. Well I will miss my gf hope she can call me after dance even thought itll be late. I hope we can finally go to a movie sometime! Seems like it has been doomed ever since prom! OH well! OFf I go... ILL BE BACK! HEHE.. Love you squirrel. =)
Oh ya I found some of my old underwear, and it smells(i wanted to know if it was clean!) like our substitute ms stinky perfume! My gosh what was she doing with my undies? Not any of my doing thats for sure. Only squirrel gets to play with em! just kidding =) dont mean to embarrass you tooooo much...hehehe... buh bye.
Supplies are
1) Binoculars
2) Digital Camera
3) Pocket Knife
4) Walking Stick
5) Water
Not to much, but oh well. I am not sure how far away it is, but It will probably take at least 1-3 hours to get there. Wander what is on it? Maybe Ill find some treasure. Thatd be cool, but I doubt it. An arrow head if I am lucky. Well Hope no one gets worried I may be gone a while. Ill be fine. Well I will miss my gf hope she can call me after dance even thought itll be late. I hope we can finally go to a movie sometime! Seems like it has been doomed ever since prom! OH well! OFf I go... ILL BE BACK! HEHE.. Love you squirrel. =)
Oh ya I found some of my old underwear, and it smells(i wanted to know if it was clean!) like our substitute ms stinky perfume! My gosh what was she doing with my undies? Not any of my doing thats for sure. Only squirrel gets to play with em! just kidding =) dont mean to embarrass you tooooo much...hehehe... buh bye.
5/17/2004
It's ALIVE!!!!
The sleeping monster roars to life! I figured out how to get the gas tank open. Its odd. But anyway put in the gas. Put on the jumper cables to my moms ford explorer. Charged it for 3 minutes. Not enough juice it musta been drained. So I left it for like 5 more minutes and tried again. It was kinda choking at first so I gave it a "generous" amount of gas (haha) a few times, and it awoke. Took em off and went to town. I filled the tank with 2.4 more gallons. All my moneys gone. Till mom reimburses me anyway. Then went to Poinset, then to badger, and home. Just to let the alternator charge the battery.Didnt shut it off all while i was on my trip. It looked like the "battery charge gauge thingy" was at the right level. So i shut it off and it started pretty well at home. I think I will vacuum it out, and drive it to work tomorrow. It does have a cd player yet it wont play burned cds! of all the luck. Guess all my cds are in my car at tammys house anyway. Its got power everything even mirrors, and cruise. Its alright. I like it though cause I resurrected it!Well time to get vacuuming. See ya.
Car Woes
Well I got back with a few gallons of gas for our 1984 Ford Aerostar Van. However there is a problem. Its obvious where the gas tank is, but its totally flat I don't know how to get in there. I am not a moron either, although a few would beg to differ. I am thinking its automatic, yet I can't find an obvious switch either. It has no manual. Think Ill look on the internet for answers. bye bye.
Free, yet Captive...
Yes! I am free of that confining institution of school, yet I am not free because I am denied access to my squirel. She still goes to school, till like the 25th or something. Plus my car doesn't work anymore...don't ask... But I guess I gotta do a few things today. I am kinda sad though. I miss my girlfriend even for a day. Obsessed? I prefer to call it madly in love!
My tasks
1) Deposit 100$ in mothers account to pay for grad (shes borrowing)
2) Get gas for van
3) Jump a start to the van
4) Chores
5) Sit here all alone
6) supposed I can lift weights.
7) Maybe Ill write more in my on-going book.
Tammy If you read this can you remember to ask Shiela the janitor if she has my stuff from graduation, and my leather jacket?
I need to start remembering stuff I guess. Anyway I think Ill go deposit the cash now, then I think I will make a cd. Procrastination at its best! Later For now. Ill write l8r mby.
My tasks
1) Deposit 100$ in mothers account to pay for grad (shes borrowing)
2) Get gas for van
3) Jump a start to the van
4) Chores
5) Sit here all alone
6) supposed I can lift weights.
7) Maybe Ill write more in my on-going book.
Tammy If you read this can you remember to ask Shiela the janitor if she has my stuff from graduation, and my leather jacket?
I need to start remembering stuff I guess. Anyway I think Ill go deposit the cash now, then I think I will make a cd. Procrastination at its best! Later For now. Ill write l8r mby.
5/07/2004
Nasty Little Hobbits
I was chilling at Tammy's house when a nasty little hobbit stepped on my foot. It wasn't very pleasant because hobbits aree ginormous. I let out a frightful croak due to the fact that I misplaced my voice and as of yet it has alluded me. Then the hobbit was frightened at my noise. So he pulls out his wooden stick, bent on a mission to vanquish the evil frog in my throat, but instead he tripped and broke his stick.
The End
The End
5/06/2004
Computer Geeks Unite!
Pac-Man in Real Life
This is cool. They are going to play pac man in real life to increase social interation among geeks! Lol sounds like fun. They are like remote controlled ppl or something check it out!
This is cool. They are going to play pac man in real life to increase social interation among geeks! Lol sounds like fun. They are like remote controlled ppl or something check it out!
Mr. Chameleon Why Do You Change?
It has been brought to my attention that some people dislike my new domain title and description. They liked my old one better attributing their opinion to the circumstance that it was more "me". It was me, then, but now, its not. Part of me belongs to the outdoors. I love nature. Do I care if people think I am femmy? Incase you haven't noticed I could care less what anyone else thinks. Not to say I am uncaring towards peoples feelings, just that I have no need to be what everyone else thinks I should. I am what I am. So why should I worry, I am being true to myself, and that is the only respectable thing an individual can do. I apologize to the people who have a problem with my title, but I will stay with it untill it comes to pass that I have an impulse to change. Sorry. No hard feelings I hope, I am simply being true to my whimsical emotions, and feelings.. I bid you: adieu adieu adieu....fare-thee-well.
5/04/2004
A Change is in the Air
Well as you can see I changed my title, and description of website. I like this one better. Since I like to be outdoors, and flowers, trees, plants, etc. I think I am hungry... I am making a new rock burned cd... only have 2 blank ones left we need to buy more! Anyway I like to change sometimes... routine is usually dull to me pleh! Anywho im gonna go boil my bum... just kidding. Ill be off then, as a wise men once said. "I don't wanna talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper! I fart in your general direction! You mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!" Oh wait that was monty python nevermind!
5/03/2004
Mans inhumanity to Man
Why is the human race so cruel to its member? Why at school does one kid make fun of the other? So what if someone is different? Why do some people make it their personal mission to ostracize a certain person simply because that person is distinctive from the masses? We as a people are capable of immense love, and feats of selfless sacrifice, yet we are also capable of such hate and brutality. How can this bizarre dichotomy exist? I am afraid there are more questions then answers. Perhaps it is due to the fact that I find it difficult to admit that I am one of these people, although not as much as most. In fact, probably everyone at some point has thought ill of someone who looked or acted strange. Therefore I perhaps can infer various answers.
First, it helps to identify the issue, by creating a scenario to explain our situation.
You are walking down the hall way with your brand new outfit. You are quite proud of it, you decided to try something new this time, and you think you made a good choice. Your attire is composed of long white bell bottoms, with a polyester cotton shirt, and a necklace with the peace sign. You are feeling immensely proud of your latest attire. This outfit you feel fits you, and even though it isn’t what everyone else is wearing you like it. You are showing your individuality. You pass a group of laughing kids in the hall and say “hi” to them, as friendly as possible. However all you get in return are dirty looks. You wonder why… Next, a group of people come up, and start taunting you, for no apparent reason. You didn’t do anything to them, and in fact you have never even met them, so why are they picking on you?
“Hey fag nice outfit did you get that in the sixties? Says one
“Yeah, how about you go back there and stay!” says another
“Freak!” says the last
After their comments you are feeling isolated from everyone else. They have singled you out, and made you a laughing stock. As a result of their taunting you now hang that outfit in your closet, and acquire the “popular” clothing they wear, and act just like them. They have stomped out your individuality, and made clones of themselves. You act just like them, and now you become the one who teases the people whose only crime is harboring the horrendous sin of being themselves. Simply so you fit in and be accepted.
Regrettably this affliction that is plaguing our society is all too familiar. The most distressing thing is people are not born like this, but society conditions people to despise others who have the courage to be who they truly are. Look at the little children. Do they have prejudices? No. They are the true innocents. Then they attend the academy of conformity, (school), so their behavior can come to resemble assembly line products, and their attitudes are warped into being mindless automatons, which is similar to a computer program. Conditioned responses are elicited when a given stimulus is encountered. The outcome is always the same; because they haven’t been taught to think for themselves. Perhaps the responsible parties may be vindicated, due to the fact that they don’t realize what they are doing. It is not really the teachers fault or the students, but the essential structure of school. The fundamental flaw is actually in the “educational” technique. The big ugly word that I hate is conformity, and school harbors this like a virus. What to wear, what to say, what we can do. Seating charts. Worksheets all the same, answers are card-board cut outs. In the broadest aspects school stomps out our individuality early, and fails to teach us about ourselves. We all learn at the same pace and way, at school, and there really isn’t any room for us each to grow individually. I don’t think school teaches us knowledge. True knowledge isn’t the memorization of a mass of facts. For then what are we but vast storage banks of information. Like a computer. How smart is your computer? Pretty stupid I would say. School needs to teach us to be ourselves, so that we can branch off and see in perspective. Children really don’t understand what they are being taught. They are just being taught what to do and say in a given situation, instead of being able to think of all the factors, and thereby making a determination of all solutions, and outcomes. They simply say A=B, and thinks that is the one and only solution. Well maybe many things equal B not just A. However, children are taught how to think, and they don’t realize the nature of what A=B actually means only that it does. It is a flawed way of thinking from the start. Consequently, they can’t function correctly in society. These ideas of only one way to do something, is terrible. Closed-mindedness is a major hindrance to our continued self-actualization. What a horrible injustice we are doing to the whole human race!
Not only is the socialization of young people to blame, but conceivably also is our negligence to reinforce children’s self-esteem. After all if you have high self-esteem you wont feel as much of a need to be a replica, and will be able to think for yourself, and not what your “friends” and school tells you to think. It’s obviously that humans don’t know everything, and perhaps we really know nothing, but simply assume we do. The quintessence reality we are conveying to kids is that our way is the only way, and everything else is incorrect. However kids with enough self-esteem and an inquisitive mind can see beyond the veil of deception to authentic reality, and therefore finally being able to think for themselves.
In the long run the bullies are the ones who like structure, rules, and have low self esteem. The rebels are the ones who are able to make their own version of reality tailored to their unique identity. However, the rebels are labeled the evil party, simply because they are diverse. The docile sheep types who never say anything are labeled the superior ones. They just want to stay out of it, but they haven’t developed to the potential of the rebels. Obviously we are not talking about the stereotypical rebels. The rebels we are concerned about are not violent, and don’t break rules for fun. These rebels go against the grain. They perhaps are the Goths, hippies, or whatever. Whatever label we give them. They are not doing anything wrong. They simply advocate using your brain to discover the actual nature of reality, instead of the cookie cutter version they are force-fed by the world. We could do well do learn from the rebels.
So what is my solution to this horrible injustice that is bogging down our society? Well, I have surmised that an acceptable course of action would be to attack this beast at its source: our teaching methods. Perchance, you have heard of the legend of the multi headed hydra. When the brave hero in our tale chopped off the hydra’s head; two sprouted in its place, then four, then eight, etc. However, when the brave adventurer attacked the root of the problem, and plunged his sword deep into the hydra’s abdomen, it flopped over and died. And the moral of the story is: treating the symptoms of a problem only escalates our crisis. The only way to alleviate an ailment is to assault it at its core. The most effective method, which is readily apparent to me, is to revamp the whole organization and social structure of our educational system.
We need to convey though school, that it is ok to be different, and transmit practical knowledge to children. By giving them hands on experience, so that they may create new, and unique ways to accomplish a wide array of tasks. Sadly, this point is usually ignored, largely due to the fact that it’s difficult, and impractical to teach like this. We have made school like the rest of our society; assembly line work. Always the same, and yes the method may work to some extent, but by merely teaching in this fashion, we are stomping out kids individuality. Ever heard the line: they don’t make things like they used to? Well in the “olden days” items were made by hand, and tender loving care was put into their work. That’s how they made their livings, and it had to be good or there was no food on the table. They enjoyed what they did, unlike the bulk of assembly line workers. This kind of work alienates the employees, and takes away their self-worth. School is doing the same to its kids. Children don’t learn true knowledge its all just memorization. We need to actually take them out, and show how things work, and not just make them memorize “stuff” for the test, then forget it.
My mom was once inspired by her science teacher, Mr. Swanson. The reason was his teaching methods were different. There are always a few teachers who are dedicated enough to actually provide comprehension of the topics covered and life experiences, that one can actually apply to their existence. He used to take the kids outside, and actually show them the different bugs, plants, trees, etc. The kids could see, and touch them, and ask questions. He provided hands on experience. This kind of teaching is usually unparallel in its potential for understanding the whole issue. They actually understood what the bugs and everything else did, and how they fit into the bigger picture. That has probably stayed with my mother more then most other things learned in school.
By no means is this the solitary problem that faces our race, and this is simply a small start, but it can cause an immense alteration in the way people view humanity. Hopefully, it can inspire kids to accept the different identity of people, and will create people who don’t harbor such prejudices, and people who are able to accept all views; even ones that are not their cookie cutter version of reality. They will appreciate that there isn’t only one way to accomplish something, but multiple. One day we may all appreciate the myriad of everyone’s different outlooks. When we understand each other and accept everyone as our brother instead of our enemy we will become a happier society. When that day comes to pass it will be a dawning of a new age in the maturation of our race. However, change doesn’t take place overnight and there is a lot of work to be done. As a wise-man once said; “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”
First, it helps to identify the issue, by creating a scenario to explain our situation.
You are walking down the hall way with your brand new outfit. You are quite proud of it, you decided to try something new this time, and you think you made a good choice. Your attire is composed of long white bell bottoms, with a polyester cotton shirt, and a necklace with the peace sign. You are feeling immensely proud of your latest attire. This outfit you feel fits you, and even though it isn’t what everyone else is wearing you like it. You are showing your individuality. You pass a group of laughing kids in the hall and say “hi” to them, as friendly as possible. However all you get in return are dirty looks. You wonder why… Next, a group of people come up, and start taunting you, for no apparent reason. You didn’t do anything to them, and in fact you have never even met them, so why are they picking on you?
“Hey fag nice outfit did you get that in the sixties? Says one
“Yeah, how about you go back there and stay!” says another
“Freak!” says the last
After their comments you are feeling isolated from everyone else. They have singled you out, and made you a laughing stock. As a result of their taunting you now hang that outfit in your closet, and acquire the “popular” clothing they wear, and act just like them. They have stomped out your individuality, and made clones of themselves. You act just like them, and now you become the one who teases the people whose only crime is harboring the horrendous sin of being themselves. Simply so you fit in and be accepted.
Regrettably this affliction that is plaguing our society is all too familiar. The most distressing thing is people are not born like this, but society conditions people to despise others who have the courage to be who they truly are. Look at the little children. Do they have prejudices? No. They are the true innocents. Then they attend the academy of conformity, (school), so their behavior can come to resemble assembly line products, and their attitudes are warped into being mindless automatons, which is similar to a computer program. Conditioned responses are elicited when a given stimulus is encountered. The outcome is always the same; because they haven’t been taught to think for themselves. Perhaps the responsible parties may be vindicated, due to the fact that they don’t realize what they are doing. It is not really the teachers fault or the students, but the essential structure of school. The fundamental flaw is actually in the “educational” technique. The big ugly word that I hate is conformity, and school harbors this like a virus. What to wear, what to say, what we can do. Seating charts. Worksheets all the same, answers are card-board cut outs. In the broadest aspects school stomps out our individuality early, and fails to teach us about ourselves. We all learn at the same pace and way, at school, and there really isn’t any room for us each to grow individually. I don’t think school teaches us knowledge. True knowledge isn’t the memorization of a mass of facts. For then what are we but vast storage banks of information. Like a computer. How smart is your computer? Pretty stupid I would say. School needs to teach us to be ourselves, so that we can branch off and see in perspective. Children really don’t understand what they are being taught. They are just being taught what to do and say in a given situation, instead of being able to think of all the factors, and thereby making a determination of all solutions, and outcomes. They simply say A=B, and thinks that is the one and only solution. Well maybe many things equal B not just A. However, children are taught how to think, and they don’t realize the nature of what A=B actually means only that it does. It is a flawed way of thinking from the start. Consequently, they can’t function correctly in society. These ideas of only one way to do something, is terrible. Closed-mindedness is a major hindrance to our continued self-actualization. What a horrible injustice we are doing to the whole human race!
Not only is the socialization of young people to blame, but conceivably also is our negligence to reinforce children’s self-esteem. After all if you have high self-esteem you wont feel as much of a need to be a replica, and will be able to think for yourself, and not what your “friends” and school tells you to think. It’s obviously that humans don’t know everything, and perhaps we really know nothing, but simply assume we do. The quintessence reality we are conveying to kids is that our way is the only way, and everything else is incorrect. However kids with enough self-esteem and an inquisitive mind can see beyond the veil of deception to authentic reality, and therefore finally being able to think for themselves.
In the long run the bullies are the ones who like structure, rules, and have low self esteem. The rebels are the ones who are able to make their own version of reality tailored to their unique identity. However, the rebels are labeled the evil party, simply because they are diverse. The docile sheep types who never say anything are labeled the superior ones. They just want to stay out of it, but they haven’t developed to the potential of the rebels. Obviously we are not talking about the stereotypical rebels. The rebels we are concerned about are not violent, and don’t break rules for fun. These rebels go against the grain. They perhaps are the Goths, hippies, or whatever. Whatever label we give them. They are not doing anything wrong. They simply advocate using your brain to discover the actual nature of reality, instead of the cookie cutter version they are force-fed by the world. We could do well do learn from the rebels.
So what is my solution to this horrible injustice that is bogging down our society? Well, I have surmised that an acceptable course of action would be to attack this beast at its source: our teaching methods. Perchance, you have heard of the legend of the multi headed hydra. When the brave hero in our tale chopped off the hydra’s head; two sprouted in its place, then four, then eight, etc. However, when the brave adventurer attacked the root of the problem, and plunged his sword deep into the hydra’s abdomen, it flopped over and died. And the moral of the story is: treating the symptoms of a problem only escalates our crisis. The only way to alleviate an ailment is to assault it at its core. The most effective method, which is readily apparent to me, is to revamp the whole organization and social structure of our educational system.
We need to convey though school, that it is ok to be different, and transmit practical knowledge to children. By giving them hands on experience, so that they may create new, and unique ways to accomplish a wide array of tasks. Sadly, this point is usually ignored, largely due to the fact that it’s difficult, and impractical to teach like this. We have made school like the rest of our society; assembly line work. Always the same, and yes the method may work to some extent, but by merely teaching in this fashion, we are stomping out kids individuality. Ever heard the line: they don’t make things like they used to? Well in the “olden days” items were made by hand, and tender loving care was put into their work. That’s how they made their livings, and it had to be good or there was no food on the table. They enjoyed what they did, unlike the bulk of assembly line workers. This kind of work alienates the employees, and takes away their self-worth. School is doing the same to its kids. Children don’t learn true knowledge its all just memorization. We need to actually take them out, and show how things work, and not just make them memorize “stuff” for the test, then forget it.
My mom was once inspired by her science teacher, Mr. Swanson. The reason was his teaching methods were different. There are always a few teachers who are dedicated enough to actually provide comprehension of the topics covered and life experiences, that one can actually apply to their existence. He used to take the kids outside, and actually show them the different bugs, plants, trees, etc. The kids could see, and touch them, and ask questions. He provided hands on experience. This kind of teaching is usually unparallel in its potential for understanding the whole issue. They actually understood what the bugs and everything else did, and how they fit into the bigger picture. That has probably stayed with my mother more then most other things learned in school.
By no means is this the solitary problem that faces our race, and this is simply a small start, but it can cause an immense alteration in the way people view humanity. Hopefully, it can inspire kids to accept the different identity of people, and will create people who don’t harbor such prejudices, and people who are able to accept all views; even ones that are not their cookie cutter version of reality. They will appreciate that there isn’t only one way to accomplish something, but multiple. One day we may all appreciate the myriad of everyone’s different outlooks. When we understand each other and accept everyone as our brother instead of our enemy we will become a happier society. When that day comes to pass it will be a dawning of a new age in the maturation of our race. However, change doesn’t take place overnight and there is a lot of work to be done. As a wise-man once said; “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”
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