so I’ve been working within various senior IT positions now for the last 20 years, and I have finally lost it. People who say that they “can fix your computer” or “help you update” or “make your computer faster” or whatever abundant excuses, boasting or what have you crap that rolls out of their mouth like puss from a festering wound… RUN FROM THEM!!!!!!

i mean really… ever notice that it takes them forever and when they hit one of the 100′s of errors that stall them, they say, “oh i’ve never seen that before” or worse, “oh yeah that happens all the time, don’t worry about it, I’ve got it covered…” etc etc run! run run run!!!!

they will ruin your computer. Really they will, and you’ll end up having to take it in to a professional, which you should have done anyway, and pay twice as much to fix it, and then entire experience, will leave you with a taste of bile, and distrust of all technology professionals for the rest of your life.

You see, the thing is this. Those of us that do this for a living do NOT want to work on your computer. We do it every day. We don’t want to do it for FREE (really, we don’t), in our spare time. We just don’t.

We aren’t running around reinstalling your operating system, or installing a plethora of “spyware tools” which are spyware in and of themselves, and we won’t ever install things like norton, or whatever, as your virus protection. Free? yeah, stay the hell away from that.

Me? yeah, I do help people. But they have to be attractive, or work for me, or family. Everyone else? my answer is “yeah, i don’t know” cuz i don’t want to do it. 90% of the time its the user’s own fault their computer is slow. 90% of the time, their desktop is so messy, that it is amazing that they can see the wallpaper, forget about any semblance of organization within their directory management.

I mean really… its’ just more of a headache than it’s worth to us. Especially if we were ambitious enough to move past A+ certification and move into real certifications, giving us those 6 and 7 figure salaries a year. We’ve paid our dues. We don’t need to impress you, hell we don’t even care if you know what we can do. We’d rather hang out with you, and recommend someone (and that someone will very likely be someone who actually gets paid to do the job, and won’t do it for free ‘as a favor’ to us, because they’re IT people as well), who can do the job, ONCE, properly, and you’ll love them, and a relationship will develop, that the money you’re paying, has saved you all the money you spent by those guys who are aching to learn, by breaking what you own, which is likely not broken in the first place.

would u do that with your car? your house? your childs car? your childs house? so why do you do it with your computer?????? and worse! why do you get upset afterwards, when it is so screwed up you had to bring it to a professional???

geez louise! what the hell is wrong with people???

and my favorite? The guys and girls who work at places like geek squad (there is a reason they went out of business you see), or Future Shop, or Office Depot, and they “fix” computers.

as for the geek squad folks. The call in people, have a computer, and a manual, and a guy walking around who gives them the ‘this is what you say’ to them, instructions, while passing some simple HR process of ” is windows made by Microsoft or Apple” test question.

Real IT people, get real IT jobs. Computer technicians, don’t know software, and software guys don’t know hardware. Security professionals, don’t build websites, and web designers aren’t programmers, and so on and so on.

yes, sure, there are those few of (us) who can do more than one thing… but we’re even less inclined to “fix” your computer, or answer a question.

I know this guy, who is a friend of a friend. He was talking to me about some old sound card, that has been off the market for 25 years already, and how “i should get that, and put it in to replace my “on board sound card” in my laptop… uhhhh yeah… that’s exactly what i should do.. i should put in a pci card, which is half the length, and half the width of the laptop i’m using…

guys like that? stay the hell away from them. they’re IDIOTS!!!!! they know nothing…
k, that guy? who has 15 cars that are all half built in his yard? and drives that old beat up truck with the duct tape holding on the side view mirror? Are you going to call him to fix your porsche? So then why are you going to get that guy with the 1980 dell computer, with half the keys missing, work on your brand new ASUS 64 Bit, 1500$ laptop? Hell he wouldn’t even recognize 1% of the software alerts that pop up…

k, my rant is done…

the moral of the story is this: a person with a little bit of knowledge will be happy to destroy what you own, at no cost to you, then the person who charges with a rate sheet, and is insured, and won’t work on his day off…

get it? do you? do you really???

so this is my new blog.  I’m going to speak bluntly for the sake of speaking bluntly. I’m sure that many of you readers, with your own baggage and experiential dysfunctions, will think i have mental issues, or rage issues, or whatever emotional dysfunction you’ll subscribe to me, in order to either make this more palatable, or better yet, remain within your own self denial issues, to avoid dealing with yourself.

For me? I’m just fed up with being nice to people who are full of it and lie to themselves everyday, in order to make it from sunrise to sunset surrounding themselves with those who have the same dysfunctions, in order to feel a sense of belonging, with those who help them wallow in unity.

Besides, I see the world very differently than most of you. I don’t value money. I don’t see success as the car in my driveway, or the size of my golf driver.

I also don’t lie to myself. I suffer within it, since that at least is honest. I don’t blame anyone else for who i am, and i don’t make excuses for myself. I do however resent circumstances or different people in my past who have subjected me to their own selfishness, while they waved their banner of martyrdom in my face, to make their actions attitudes and cruelties ok, or justifiable. But that i suppose is the same as everyone else.

I’ve only experienced fear once in my life. One time. Nothing before that moment, or after that moment has ever remotely frightened me, or even come close to the cold dark chilll which enveloped my entire being, and i can’t tell anyone about it, since doing so, would without question, have me locked up in a padded room, because it wasn’t a physical tangible experience.

So, in light of that reality, for myself, I’m just going to speak bluntly about my feelings, thoughts, ideas, beliefs etc because there isn’t anything that anyone can do to me, and no, threat of death is actually boring. I can’t be threatened with that, since i don’t fear death. there isn’t anything about ceasing to exist which could possibly frighten me.

I have nothing to draw from to indicate experience as a being which no longer exists, so I can’t be threatened with what i have no understanding within.

just to let you know….

my oath? Be without fear in the face of my enemies. be brave and upright that God may love me. Speak the truth always even if it leads to my death. Safeguard the helpless and do no wrong. that is my oath.

hate me for it, if you must. but i have nothing to lose, which already makes me more free than many of you.

hey,
i am moving my blog from my one blog to this blog, however, i don’t really have a lot of time to do that, so I’ve imported those blog entries and am leaving this note for the reader, however, I haven’t as of yet found time to transfer the rest of the content.

i will in bits and pieces here and there, however, those of you who know me, realize my schedule.

thanx for your patience.

if you’re interested in seeing the original of what this blog is a clone of, you can read it here.

so, i haven’t blogged in awhile, and that is mostly due to the lack of anything to say. well not true obviously, but more so… a lack of anything to say to anyone who reads me.

Most people are onions. Layers and layers of things, that cause pain to crying for anyone peeling them away, and worse for the onion (person) because it’s like you’re forcing them to shed one of the layers of their skin.

But for me? well… I’m not an onion. what you see, is what you get. I don’t care if telling the truth will lose me a friend. I don’t have any interest in winning friends or influencing people. I don’t have any interest in whatever game it is that you think i need to play in order to accommodate the game you’re currently playing.

I get bored when I’m given an ultimatum. I have zero interest if someone feels the need to use the “how important is your job to you” style of logic to try to “motivate” me as it tends to have the opposite affect.

and when i’m out, and i’m listening to you all talk and listening to the bullshit that you tell yourselves, in order to validate yourselves, I realize that I must have been born on a different planet.

because for me? on my planet. people don’t lie. not to each other and not to themselves.

the inhabitants of my planet don’t have phrases like “individual morality” or “what is ok for me, might not be ok for you.”

because they know that everything that they think, do, believe and function within is a ripple affect that will affect someone else, and as a result, every nuance of those thoughts and actions have to be measured to the final conclusion – with the ability to accept that if even one person is injured, or slighted, that it is not an optional choice.

no one on my little planet believes that they’re entitled to anything, or shouldn’t ‘settle’.  probably because no one on my planet understands what settling means.

does it mean that you don’t settle until you’re too old and your saleable shelf life is now pointless, and you’re only a pin cushion, because your biological clock is nearing it’s final ding dong, and well, better a baby without a family than no baby at all?

or does it mean that there aren’t any “choices” out there, while you missed those choices standing right in front of you while you were looking over your shoulder at what walked by, in case you might miss it?

on my planet, money isn’t more important than people.

on my planet, everyone deserves 5 minutes of our time.

on my planet, you can’t get fired for taking time off to do good for someone else.

on my planet, it’s not all about me.

all these things to me, are normal, so obviously this planet.? Is not my planet.

so… if you think that i think i’m better than you? well, you’re probably right, since it bothers you enough to need to put me down, or find flaw with me.

if you think i’m rude or arrogant, then well, to you, i probably am, since i don’t care about what excuse you use to validate, rationalize or justify why you did what you did, which meant screwing someone over, lying to them, or hiding behind your onioned layers.

well… don’t worry… i’m sure that my planet will come and get me some day… cuz here’s a little something for you…

i could write a horoscope. and hand it to anyone on the street, and you know what? that same horoscope will get me one result.

“oh my God! how’d you know me so well?” and it would be the same horoscope that i hand you, that i handed a thousand people before you, and after you. because the only thing important to you, is you. you don’t actually care about anyone else. you only think you do.

 

that is how weak the inhabitants of this planet are, and that is why this is not my planet.

God doesn’t live here.

I have wanted to watch this movie for awhile now, as I’ve had an interest in this quiet little side of our underground global economy.

Granted, that statement may sound a little dry and aloof, however, it is an economy. One in which every national government is heavily involved in my opinion.

The movie was “Taken” with Liam Neeson (official website). You can read the plot in the first link I left for you. Now keep in mind, that this movie is grossly ridiculous since quite simply no single individual – no matter what his skills – could take on the entire Albanian, French, and Arabic world and save his daughter. The fact of the matter is, that in this scenario, they would just kill the girl, and hunt him down, and that would be that.

However, for me, the reason behind this situation has always been of interest. It hits something inside me, and for the life of me, I don’t actually have any idea why if truth be told. None at all. However it does…

Now, i have been doing research on this subject on and off over the last few years, and the statistical information is sketchy at best. There is apparently a fine line between women who are forced, kidnapped and trapped into the human trafficking ring for sexual exploitation. And those whom choose it as a profession for various reasons.

Also, much of the trafficking is – believe it or not – propagated by women, upon women. Not men upon women.  For example, according to one source directly from the Ukraine, 80% of women who are trafficked into prostitution in other countries/cities, have been tricked and manipulated by women, with promises of jobs outside of the Ukraine.

I found that to be an interesting fact, which I was able to verify from multiple sources, through the CIA, and MI6, and Mossad public information, as well as the hidden documents which are searchable (if you know how to search), from the European Union.

I also found quite a bit of information from Sarah E. Mendelson, Director Human Rights and Security Initiative; Senior Fellow, Russia and Eurasia Program.  Specifically in the “barracks and brothels” issue with the peace keeping forces, within conflict regions, toward an increase in forced prostitution and trafficking, brought about by the service men within those regions.

Now obviously, it is going to be stated that it is the ‘minority’ of service men whom perpetrate these human rights violations, however…. I was in the military. That is quite simply a lie.  Having been a servicemen myself, I would estimate these violations closer as a 3:1 ratio. Meaning that 1 out of every 3 servicemen have at one point or time contributed to the propagation of human rights violations through the act of purchasing a woman for sex, with indifference to her state of affairs as a volunteer, or as a forced trafficked slave.

However… lets look at things realistically. We’re suppose to uplift our service men and turn a blind eye to their activities because they are putting themselves in harms way for our freedoms.

I have no opinion on this, it is simply the way things are.

I have always found that to be rather sick to be honest. There are various reasons why I find that more offensive, but not for what most of you reading this might think. However, that is another blog, and not relevant in this particular writing.  And brings up a plethora of issues of whom is exploiting whom, for those women who willingly and consciously choose this profession as an option.

I  have also discovered by various interviews and questions I’ve had with different women, that they were brought in by women, not men, though in many cases I wasn’t willing to push and pry as to the details which surrounded their feeling toward deeming prostitution an option.

There are just some things, that as a man, I know well enough not to pry. It would be inconsiderate, and lacking compassion, and it isn’t my right by virtue of gender, to ask those types of questions.

Anyway, there were other aspects of trafficking which has been summarily ignored by virtually every government, which is the trafficking of human beings for other employment, beyond sexual exploitation. However, as the focus is on prostitution, governments (none as a matter of fact) have any vehicle in place to deal with slavery for services, such as maids, factory work and so forth.

My last leg of research will be on my trip to Eastern Europe, however I have much more planning in that situation, since I’m walking into Hell to do that.  My plans will not be divulged here, since quite simply it is none of your business.

I don’t mind dangerous situations, because life in and of itself is inherently dangerous for anyone who lives in denial. I do not live in denial, and I make a distinction between what is killing, and what is murder.  Murder is never justified. Killing is acceptable.  It is not possible to take a soul of one who survives on the sustenance of other lives. They forfeit that human intrinsic upon their choice of profession.

I wanted to write a little bit about this, because there is one question I have always wondered about in regards to government involvement.

We have pirates boarding shipping freighters in the gulf and Atlantic, and the military has cracked down on those, since after all it affects the GNP of the nations involved.

Yet human trafficking doesn’t affect the income of nations, and doesn’t hurt the financial functioning of governments. So, why is anyone surprised that we still have slavery?  It is a business without a loss leader.  There is no shortage of people, and as a matter of point, we as a species are over populated.

Granted, I have a clinical dissociative emotional viewpoint on this, as well as many of my other topics, but there is a reason for that.  Emotion clouds judgement and blinds one to the ability to be objective.

I am interested in accurate research. Not emotional bias.  Mechanical unemotional dry critical thinking and research is the only way to gather actual data.  It hasn’t served me ill thus far. Prudence, patience, and checking is always better, than any emotional involvement.

Much of what I’ve found online, beyond the governmental documents, is rife with emotions, and outrage, which instantly makes the information itself suspect. Since any individual, who is passionate over a topic, can find ample evidence to support their passion.

I personally find that counter productive. Much of the best information is in the finding of contrary data, which can then be compared to the supporting data, and extrapolated through a dry clinical methodical cold blooded manner.

The facts are always in the middle. Never too far to the left, or to the right.

however, i do realize that there are emotional and self esteem issues involved, but… I don’t have any interest in that avenue. There are enough organizations, and individuals who are attempting to solve this issue from that point of view, that I need not put my energy in that arena.

Besides, I’m not interested in solving the problem, or “why” things are happening. My interest is more specific to who. And by who, I mean the governments around the world which are fully and cognitively aware of these human realities, and the reason for their disinterest.

You see, I don’t believe that these gangsters travel so easily without notice. I just think that they’re ignored.  The average persons life is of little interest to governments of any style. It is the national interest and in that, the financial state of affairs, that individuals are rather unimportant.

Anyone who has ever heard a speech, must surely realize this fact.

Here is the proof. Over the last 18 mont
hs there has been an increase in pirate raids in the gulf and in the Atlantic. Nothing was done when individuals were kidnapped. The UN and their various branches did nothing until freighters with supplies, goods and so forth were being stolen. It was only then that internationally, governments became involved.

They care about their money. They don’t care about you.

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So I saw the movie. If you haven’t seen it then I’m going to recommend you stop reading this now, go see it, and then come back and read this, because well… I don’t feel inclined at all to censor my thoughts here when I would rather assume that a reader has actually seen the movie.  Makes for more interesting comments. Though, I suppose that the concepts which I’m going to present have little to do with the movie, as much as the ideas were provoked, or rather, stated the very same viewpoints I’ve always had in regards to God and science, and conversely, religion and science.

I went with a friend of mine, who was raised as a catholic, and went to catholic school, who was indoctrinated with catholic dogma. An ex-catholic born again Atheist (he read this blog and wanted me to properly define him). So our discussions always ended up with him returning to religion, and dogma, rather than toward God and a spiritual intrinsic.

It was very difficult to try to express, that my viewpoints, as a Christian, not as a dogma-drone, were based upon the spirit of what God had man write, rather than what man has chosen to interpret, in man’s unending natural need, to control others rules and regulations, which have sprung up the various religions.

You see I have always found science, and God to be indivisible.  In my opinion, neither the concepts of religion, or the concepts of science, can be proved. Neither. So they’re not in contradiction with each other.

They’re both theoretical.  No one can prove the creation of the universe, especially when we haven’t figured out even 1% of the attributes of our own physiology, or atomic structure, going as deep as quantum dynamics. Those are also, just theory.

I realize that many science aficionado’s will declare otherwise, however, my answer would be the same to you, as you would give to me. Prove it. Prove the big bang. Prove evolution. With physical evidence. Pure unadulterated, irrefutable evidence. NOT theory.

You can’t prove it either. So, you’re sitting in the same boat, just on the other other side. That’s it, that’s all.

Also, I don’t believe for a second that you as a science junkie can discuss your religion (and science is a religion by definition, if you choose to research the meaning of religion), without emotional inclusion. After all, it would be your passion, and passion is an emotional attribute.

Of course this all goes back to my pragmatic approach to everything.  You see there are rules to pragmatism.
1: Unemotional detachment to facts and counter facts. 
2: Recognition that the more acceptable an idea, the more “truthful” it becomes, irrelevant of all the evidence to the contrary.
3: Victors write history.
4: The more a concept supports a popular idea, the more likely it is going to be believed. Even if it is not provable.
5: If you, as a pragmatist, find yourself easily agreeing with what you’ve learned. Suspect it.  Because it fits with your personal ideals and viewpoints, and those ideals and viewpoints emanate from within you through educational and social conditioning by other men, and as you are innately flawed, then all human beings are flawed, and all information is suspect.

If you approach all information with those five rules, you are able to stand back objectively, without confusion, toward discovery of truth.

Logic, purest of all logic, rules all discovery of truth. Feelings have zero value.

I realize that many folks ascribe “conscience” and “intuition” to feelings, but they’re not. They’re completely different, since if properly understood, most would realize that their intuition, and their conscience will in most cases, be contrary to their emotional response or perception.

These are mathematically provable.

There are a couple things more to realize in relationship to the premise of this film. The fact of the matter is that it is true that science, in its concepts, were once wholly supportive of religious doctrine, not out of fear, but out of human ego. We all now, in this day and age, still live our lives as though the entire universe revolves around us, our wants, our needs and our ambitions, and we go about our day to day life with more of those agendas in us, then any interest in universal truth or esoteric altruism.

So when science declared that a: the earth was flat, and the sun and stars and astral objects revolved around earth. It was wholly accepted.  People were actually tortured, and beaten for believing otherwise and called narrow minded and naive.  Of course, it took a few hundred years to realize crap, that was wrong, but by then, already a number of folks had died and were tortured in arrogance. We have that same arrogance today.

Also keep in mind that science in this day and age, and our advancements, and enlightenment, has only been within the last 150 years. Really, not very long now has it?

We’re still not even able to prove concepts and ideas held by Plato, and Galileo. And they were more than “mere scientists” but advocates of spiritual pursuits. As a matter of fact, if you were to do historical research on both of those individuals, you’d discover a devout faith system within both of their individual personalities.

Faith has been around for at least 12,000 years. Our level of science, under 200. Let’s not make the same mistakes that were made thousands of years ago, and start burning people at the stakes for having faith, because you may turn out to be the ones whom are narrow minded and naive after all.

As I’ve stated in many other blogs. You can put an atheist into a room with a creationist and if you blind fold yourself. Wouldn’t be able to tell the difference in regards to either of their arguments. Neither would listen to the other, both would be narrow minded. Both would be closed minded. Both would accuse the other of those very attributes, and neither would admit that they are wrong.

Yet, you wouldn’t be able to tell who was arguing what, because you’re blind folded, and couldn’t tell them apart.

So whether you’re an advocate of science, or an advocate of God, you have a danger of being narrow minded.

Here is a little secret. The folks who are yelling the loudest about calling others narrow minded and naive, are the greatest criminals of performing both.

keep that in mind in all your debates. There are always two sides to every story and no one knows everything, especially a planet full of people, who haven’t managed to accomplish anything universally positive for mankind as a species, during their entire habituation of this little planet.

Let’s keep in mind that we’re the ones killing our only home ok?  Especially if you’re one of those folks who likes to declare science is God, and there is no other God.

Because even if you don’t say that. That is what you’ve said.

“there is no God, only science.” Which states, you already worship something, and that something is what defines you. are you so narrow minded and naive that you are unwilling to accept that others may not need science to be defined? Just as you don’t need God to be defined?  While you worship science?

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append: for those of you who read about 3 lines in and then decide to fire off an offended indignant comment to me? As a few of you have already, well…. you’re a pure example of what it means to be narrow minded, and closed minded, and yes, i have received a few of those comments both from science folk, and religious folk.

Try not to be so zealous that you prove the blog you didn’t read ok? because I just delete your comment man. That’s it, that’s all.

I’m not you. I am a student of science and logic, because it is my profession. However, I am a son of God becaus
e He has proven his existence to me. So, either way, I will understand what you’re saying, but refuse to discount either, because I am not so arrogant to think that I know everything like say…. you…

the same you who can’t control when they need to sleep, who can’t control when they get hungry, and can’t control when they need to have a bowel movement.

I have a little more pragmatic respect for what I do not know or understand, rather than an arrogance over how I know more than everyone else…. you know… like you.

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Ok so I stopped blogging for a bit  because, hell i was busy. I have been working with a friend of mine on the organization and development of new software, or rather, the unification of our existing software to produce marketable software.

And of course this new contract has me really busy. Oh, and I started working out again. It’s nice to get out there and be social again. This last year was hell on me, in terms of healthy socialization.  Though granted, most of the contributors to society, that are in the health club are a little self obsessed for my tastes, but whatever, that is how they live, not how i live and I didn’t join a gym to socialize anyway.  Just to get back in shape.

Anyway, I came back to this blog and found all these comments which i deleted, and  blocked and marked as spam, from all these idiots who fancy themselves enlightened and liberal.

You know…

I’m a liberal. But I’m also a pragmatic realist. I don’t live with my head up my ass. Yes there are a million things in life that need changing. However, pragmatism says, oh well, there are a million things in life we can have, and a million things in life we can’t have and I personally do not believe in entitlement.

I don’t think, for example, that some guy who drops out of school, to get a factory job is entitled to all the benefits of the individual who stayed within the system, fit into the status quo, and was self impoverished for over a decade, in order to achieve their goals.

I believe you get what you earn.

I do, on the other hand, think it is the responsibility of society to take care of those incapable of taking care of themselves. Such as children, or mentally and physically handicapped, orphans and widows etc.

I do not think that – in this day and age in the western world – it is even any longer relevant of which gender one may be a member.  Women can go to university, get a degree, get a job, hell they can even run for president of the United States, or become Prime Minister of Canada, or the UK. So any woman that wants to wave a banner about “women’s rights” to me, is 25 years too late, and trying to exercise their own demons, which could be better served with some self assessment and therapy.

After all, lets really take a look at who make the most noise? It is always the ranting of the malcontent.  The ignored, under educated, the irrelevant, who do not make any effort to contribute to humanity as a collective, but are overtly concerned with their own wants and wah.

It’s always been the way. The loudest noise always tends to come from the smallest segment of the population.  For example. The KKK do not represent the majority of Christians in the continental United States, nor do the Christian Right wing contingent. As a matter of fact, they tend to represent less than 1% of all Christians in the continental United States, let alone the rest of the world, however, whenever someone of an opposing viewpoint – with the same militant extremist rage issues vents – they gather all Christians under the same umbrella, because they’re just as narrow minded and short sighted in all their ranting and posturing toward the opposite.

If you don’t believe me try a simple experiment.

Get a zealot right wing Creationist, and a zealot Evolutionist in a room. Blind fold yourself, and listen to the tones of the argument. Not the content, because the content isn’t relevant since the fact is, neither will ever concede their position.

Here’s what you’ll discover. You won’t be able to tell them apart, or recognize who is more screwed up then the other, nor will you be able to tell, blind folded, who is the creationist, and who is the evolutionist. They’ll both sound like fanatics.

that is pragmatic.

Do I believe in sexual liberation? Absolutely!
Do I believe in those same sexually liberated individuals shoving it down my throat telling me i HAVE to accept it? Absolutely NOT!

Do I believe in women having equality? Absolutely!
Do I believe that equality means having all the trappings without all the responsibility? Absolutely NOT.

There is no woman on earth, who’s shit doesn’t stink, and who’s pussy is made of Gold. Just as their is no man on earth who’s shit doesn’t stink and who’s cock is made of Gold.

I’m sorry for the banality but you know… some of the idiots who have left those jaded self loathing comments who are going to read this, need to stop feeling sorry for themselves, and realize what life is all about.

It is NOT all about them, and their angst.

There is a saying in the bible, “love others as you love yourself.” Do you at all understand the subtle meaning in that? It’s simple. How we act, or react to others IS an indication of how we view ourselves. If we don’t like ourselves, we will act and react to others in that vein. It’s that simple. So if you’re venting, and raging, and angry at “society” and “it’s ills and woes” and all those “causes” that you need to focus all your energy upon, in order to avoid focusing any energy on yourself, you’ll just end up spending your whole life being angry, and full of angst, and hating and solve nothing.

Because you didn’t start with yourself.

It is really that black and white. Really that simple.

See for me? I don’t go through life having tons of problems. I’m not socially dysfunctional, and sure, I meet just as many people who I don’t like, or who don’t like me, as I do meet people who I do like and who do like me, which is, in all truth, quite normal. After all, we can’t get along with everyone can we?

I don’t as a rule tend to get along with people online, because well… they’re pretty screwed up. I am convinced that there are less sociopaths in the public eye because of the internet. Those individuals now have an outlet. Creepy huh?

I pick and choose my battles, and I don’t fall to the curb by using banality to insult people who think differently than I think. I don’t need to use that kind of mental abuse or harassment to make myself feel powerful. I’m more powerful by NOT doing it.

Though if truth be told, I do think it’s funny to rattle the cages of the online group. They’re prime for it. They’re so screwed up from the onset, that its really a matter of being a catalyst to have them spin completely out of control. heh… in that I’m a bit of a shit disturber.

So sure, it isn’t nice to screw with the dysfunctional, but you know… really? it is!! it’s been a lot of fun. I pop in, throw up a random comment and off they go! running at the mouth for weeks at a time. Then i can pop back in, throw up another comment, and the big bad brave keyboard warriors go off for yet another week. heh…

cuz it’s all they have no one knows them, and no one ever will. They’ll just be another headstone, in a field of headstones, in a random field that no one will remember, and no one will think twice about as they drive through it. That is the limit to their empowerment.

Here’s a little secret. Whenever you meet someone who’s best way of describing or attacking someone is through insults or profanity, then you have learned something about how that individual views themselves. They only feel powerful, by putting other people lower then themselves, and they are forced to use profanity, and comments like douche and whatever else, in order to feel better about themselves.

Feel sorry for them, because they’re stuck with themselves.  They have to spend 24 hours a day, inside their own hearts, and mind. They can’t escape their own self loathing. You and me? whatever, the insult may be annoying and hurt for a day or so, but we’ll be sleeping fine probably that same night, and that is as far as it goes for us.

So to all you keyboard warriors out there who spell out your
angst on a little white screen, on a 15”+ monitor. Congratulations! You have the internet for your therapy, because you’re too afraid of dealing with yourself, or with other people and have found yet another distraction from self rectification, and growth toward being a useful member of society. Hey! if you’re really stuck, you could always play an RPG. After all, that is what they’re for right? So you can live in a fantasy world and escape from the life you live, which you can’t stomach.

man, life is so uncomplicated, I am amazed that something like this has to actually be spelled out to you.

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You know… the last few days I’ve been dealing with some women who just outright hate men, that have a different viewpoint. They’re feminists. What is apparently called third wave feminism. Now I’m not going to go into the details of this phenomenon, however although it is actually suppose to be about empowerment, it is actually – for those activists – about man hating. For lack of a better way of putting it.

Of course I was attacked and cajoled and so forth, yet not a single one of these women, and a few of the “I want women to like me” men who cater to this crowd, have a clue about the house I grew up in. Or the violence. Or how many times I spent in the hospital when I purposely got in the way of my father’s dysfunction.

Now, I’m not at all making excuses for my father, because there isn’t one. There will never be one. But whatever, that’s not the point of this blog.

Anyway, I made a statement that it isn’t true that all women are sexually harassed, or harassed at all. Some women, don’t suffer it. It’s statistically provable. Which instantly turned into, “oh look another man who is uninformed” and so on.

Also, the idea that I feel that yes, some women do put themselves in situations, which in a manner, does undermine the women who do not put themselves in these situations.  Because well folks… all you have to do is open your eyes, and you can look around at the men, and the women who cause their own problems, then yell foul and victim, completely refusing to take responsibility for their actions.

My mother knew my father was abusive. She married him to spite my grandmother. She wanted to “do her own thing” and “she could change him.”  She was beaten, sometime close to death. I was beaten, many times close to death. My brother was beaten. Many times close to death. She was raped repeatedly. He’d even force her to participate in sexual acts with other partners.

Yet even she admits that she knew better but was angry. She was angry at her own mother. My mother is an honest women. She doesn’t make excuses for her choices or actions.  And I can assure you, she isn’t now, and never has been a victim.

She even went on a rampage in Canada, forcing laws to be changed, and safeguards legislated in place, to protect those victims of abuse, both physical and sexual. She has been at the forefront – back in the day before it become militant – toward protecting the rights of children in abusive environments.

She’s been the core as a matter of point to a majority of my viewpoints. She, a woman, who suffered severe abuse, who doesn’t agree with or stand up for or even participate with each situation where women approach her to “speak up about her experiences.”

Because she recognizes the agenda. The purpose. She won’t participate in abuses which aren’t any better, when propagated against men, by women who need to have an enemy.  As she always says. Two wrongs do not make a right.  But then, she was always one to make her own choices, against the majority. The true nature of independence is the ability to stand against the crowd, and think for oneself. Rather than jump on the bandwagon.

My father was brutal. Yet we don’t hate him. When my mother left him, finally (after convincing him to bring us to Canada or the USA for an adventure), I remember the conversation. She pulled both my brother and I aside and said, “If you ever want to see your father, I will not stop you. You were here. You know what happened. He is still your father and you have every right under God and the law to see him, if you desire. That is your free will and your choice.”

She never spoke badly about him. And when she did speak about him, she reminded us of the good qualities within the man who is my father. But I can tell you personally, being an observant youth, that she was terrified. Quite.

He was a dangerous man. Insane as a matter of point. She was told by the doctor, in those days – the early to mid 60’s – that she could either commit him, or divorce him. If she committed him, she’d be stuck with him as her husband. She made a decision which was better for us, as her kids.

Now me, as the eldest son, was raised with quite a few of the old school attitudes that go along with being the first born son. Especially in a Eurasian family, which functioned more as an Asian family, then a European one.

So, whenever my father went to hit her, or my brother, I ended up in the hospital. When my father – after the divorce – attempted to go after my brother or my mother, I went after him. To the point where I actually made sure I knew where he was any time of the day or night, for a period of ten years.

I even put him in the hospital once, in my early teens.

So, when I listen to raging women, who decide that I don’t know what I’m talking about, or who feel this aching need to validate themselves by hating on any man that “doesn’t know what he is talking about.” I’m reminded of how I was raised. What I was raised to believe.

Which I still function within, to this very day. As I have functioned with every situation in my life.

I don’t have any rage issues, and I’m not an angry person. I’m a focused and decisive individual. I know exactly what I’m doing, all the time. I will put my life at risk for the sake of the greater good. That is how I was raised. That is what I will be relentlessly.

So now that I’m not annoyed anymore by a few rank individuals who think that they know everything about everything, in their little corner of the virtual reality we call the internet. I am glad that I’ve had a chance to return to the root of my character.

that I do good because God loves me.
That I speak the truth though it may lead to my death.
That I am always without fear in the face of my enemies, or adversity.
And that I will safeguard the helpless.

I am grateful for the life that I’ve lived, on the positive of my lineage, to the perceptive horror of my experiences. I wouldn’t go back in my life and change a damn thing. Because every accolade, and every beating which left me bruised and broken, I have learned what it is to be a human being that does, instead of talks about it.

I have the strength from those events to be able to put myself in the brace and stand in the gap. Not because I think I’m such a great person. But simply for one reason…

There is nothing that can happen to me, that I haven’t suffered, seen, experienced, or been helpless to prevent, in all that I’ve experienced.

No one can hurt me as much as watching my mother’s pain and suffering. No one can beat me as badly as my father ever had, and no amount of insults and slams that you think will hurt me, can ever have any affect.

You can’t take away from me, what I have rightly earned, and you’re only making a fool of yourself.

I haven’t emulated that anger with which I was raised, and it has only confirmed my convictions that God is real, and not some idea created by men to control other men. Although organized religion is indeed to that point.

So you folks who think you know about violence, and sexual or physical abuse? You should get your hatred behind you. So you’re useful to the world. Because if you’re going to act in rage. You’re going to hurt innocents, and make enemies of those whom could be friends.

Besides the fact that it clouds your ability to be objective, and look at every side of a situation.

There is a distinct difference between a survivor, and a victim. A victim never stops acting like a victim. A survivor sees the danger before they ever have to step into it, and their enemies will know their quality, before they ever shall meet them.

That is why
I get in your faces. You’re destroying the good work of a woman who happens to be my mom. You’re taking all the good that she has put in place, and tearing it down, with your attitudes, your chips on your shoulders, and your know it all attitudes, looking for an enemy to attack.

You’ve never learned to fix your own pain, and you’ve never stopped being victims. It is evident in every second of your reactions, your angers, and your attacks.

You are your own worst enemies. And you always forget, that there are kids involved, and that those kids grow up to be men, and women, while you’re hating, and raging and finding someone to blame.  And more often than not… you pick the wrong people.

I wonder something… because I won’t go do it… when those films come out with that kind of violence in it… do you like reliving that? Because I don’t. Do you want to go through that emotional stress and pain and struggling again? I don’t… why the hell would you?

So why do you spend so much time promoting it? There is always a better way, and it has everything to do with how we learn healing, forgiveness of the assailant, and more than all of these…

forgiveness of self.

Like I always say… keep doing things the same way, and you end up with the same results.

You know what I’d like to see? I’d like to see if any of you will ever be part of the solution, instead of constantly part of the problem.

I made a point to be part of the solution. Most of the different addicts in those 12 step programs have a self worth issue. They abuse others, and in most cases are in some way shape or form have been subjected to abuse.

It is for that reason that I became heavily involved in the recovery process. Of course, I’m intelligent. I had to learn about it. So I conned my way into a “recovery” program. I wanted to see what they were fed. What was the system they were made to swallow.

Then I wrote a course myself. Having lived through it, and not having been a drug addict or alcoholic. I managed to get one Union Gospel Mission to run a test on it, for those participants of their 12 step program, as an elective after they completed that 12 step course.

It took. Over 80% success rate. Granted, out of the 1500 people who took the course, only 10% were able to actually deal with themselves honestly enough to complete the course, but out of those… 80% never had an issue with drugs, alcohol, prostitution, or self worth issues again.

They could also be useful in helping others. Because they didn’t spend all their energy talking about what they were not doing any longer. They were different people.

The liked themselves, and better than that? Didn’t hate anyone else.

So you all go ahead. Mock, laugh, make jokes, make yourselves feel better by elevating yourself over another human being. Because all that shows me, is that you don’t like yourself very much, and the best you can offer is elevation by perpetrating the same abuse your rhetoric fights so strongly against.

You’re hypocrites. I’ve done something about it for me, my family and anyone who I could help.

this isn’t the first blog I’ve written regarding what it was like growing up in my parental home. But you won’t read them because then you’d discover you’re wrong, and have been nothing but fools.

I never talk out of my ass. I don’t have to. I don’t have an ego about it. If that kind of strength and confidence bothers you, then you have the issue. I don’t apologize for being able to stand up and be counted.

All you do… is write blogs. Congratulations. I hope you’re proud of yourselves.

It will never cease to amaze me that those individuals who are so adamant about wanting to change the world, spend so little time and energy on dealing with their own flaws and issues, and dysfunctions.

It takes a brave and powerful individual to look themselves in the mirror, strip themselves down to the basest core of who and what they are, cry and ache, and then solve those issues.

The weak only have things to say about everything else, and everyone else. They have no examples to give as a gift to anyone else, from their own tearing down. And they’re never able to see past their own suffering.

The wounded can’t help other wounded. Only the healthy once wounded can help.

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Ok so this is almost a redundant blog since most of those whom I associate with don’t read blogs. They – for the most part – don’t even go on the internet. Even those whom I’ve met online, who do go online, don’t blog or at least, don’t blog anymore. 

They have lives now, or things have changed for them, which makes them really busy.

Yet I’ve noticed that there seems to be a large percentage of online blogs where folks are just ranting. Whining and complaining about whatever it is that they need to vent about. Whether it is some cause, or some discontented viewpoint on politics or global events, and even some personal flag waving about something that has occurred within their own lives.

They also  seem to collect like minded whiners. Whiners of a feather, flock together… isn’t that how the saying goes if it were transliterated?

Ironically, if it wasn’t for the internet, they’d still be no one. No one relevant, unknowns, and without a voice.  They’d live their lives, then die, with a headstone that has one of the standard sayings of “good friend, good mother/father/sister/brother/uncle/aunt” and be forgotten before everyone who came to give their respects, had finished driving out of the cemetery.

And of course… they’re all keyboard warriors. They haven’t the spine to actually deal with their angst when anyone was actually around to see it.  They’d point and think “oh my! How can someone do that” as they drive by. They’d not stop their vehicle and get out and do something about it.

Of course, I do that and people think I’m nuts for doing stuff like that. But well… someone has to do it, and it isn’t like those of you blogging about “how dare they” are going to do anything besides run home, boot your computers and hammer violently on your keyboards – in your discontent.

I remember one really strange date I had one night. We were actually on our way to dinner, and this couple were fighting on the street – which in my opinion is retarded anyway, but whatever, he took a swing at her. I screeched to a halt and jumped right out of the car, because what the hell man? What’s up with that?

When that all went away, I got back in the car, and we again, continued to drive to dinner. A police car was pulled and there was a cop running toward us, with a guy running ahead of him. Again, I screeched the car to a stop and tackled the dude, and pinned him to the ground until the cop finally ran up. He said thanks, the guy was cuffed and I returned to my car.

Granted she had to admit that it was a very strange date night. However, that is normal life for me. I never know what is going to happen at any given moment, but either way, I’m not afraid of what might happen, when I know I can be waiting and ready for anything that can happen, and be pro-active… instead of running home to be a keyboard warrior.

That is normal life man. That is what happens when you actually get involved in life, instead of running home to boot up your computer. It is why I volunteer, and why I am the way I am, and if you the reader thinks I’m being arrogant or self absorbed then it is you not being able to reconcile your inability to do anything, beyond boot up your computer and hammer the keyboard.

I am exactly the same in print, as I am in person. I am the guy that is called for help by folks, and the guy that deals directly with anything that I consider injustice. And yes, I’m constantly asked and told by friends that I shouldn’t care and that I shouldn’t get involved, except when they need help, and then I’m the guy that gets the phone call.

And what then? Am i blasting my own horn? Am I boasting? Tough for you if you can’t handle it. You aren’t here and you’re not living my life. You’re doing nothing but being a couch critic sitting there, booting your computer, and blogging. Because that is the fullness of your ability. The fullness of your strength as a human being.

You aren’t the person that will risk your employment in defence of what is right or wrong at your job, for the sake of it.
You aren’t the person who would subdue a violent situation, but boy oh boy will you run home and blog about it.
You’re not the person who will put your viewpoints, or your life at risk for anyone or anything but you’ll sure blog about how you’d do it, while never doing it.

Because you’re a hypocrite and fake and weak and pathetic. You’re just wind and noise and a waste of space. And here is a little kicker for you… you’re going to be one of those unknown graves in some place anywhere cemetery. No one will remember you.

Even your blog, after not being filled, after you are dead, will eventually be removed, to make room for active bloggers.  That is the reality of it. And if you can’t stomach that? Then do something about it.

Grow some balls.

All that blogs have done for the masses is let the cowards be brave, as keyboard warriors, from the safety of their own homes. So they can remain weak and inconsequential.

Congratulations! I hope you feel relevant for your 15 minutes.

In my opinion, if you’re not willing to stand up and lose your job, your life, or your friends to do what is right. You’re just another individual who needs to vomit out a lot of wind.

Well aren’t you lucky that you have a blog then… so you can continue to be a coward as you live your life virtually, being a keyboard warrior and an ineffective human being.

My Banner tag-line is a way of life. Unlike most of you, where it’s nothing but rhetoric.

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append: obviously what is written isn’t directed at those of you whom I know whom blog. I know why you blog. You’re just talking and I also realize that for some of you it’s therapeutic… You’re not trying to change the world, you’re just trying to make it through life.

the content here within is directed at those keyboard warriors. The religionists. The couch political aficionados. The masculists. The feminists. The Banner wavers. You just show you’re pointless. In every blog you write.  The number one reason you’re a waste of space is so technically simple. Most of the human population isn’t online. They’re not reading blogs. They don’t even care about what anyone writes or thinks, because they’re living life.

You’re only catering to those who think as you do, and so you get to have a community where you feel safe, because you’re not able to relate to the real people that are walking around you, while attacking and insulting, and cussing at anyone and everyone who has an opposing viewpoint. How sad it must be that none of you can have an intelligent discussion or debate to save your lives, because it threatens your validity.

I really am sorry to those of you whom are just not like this… who don’t need a cause and just are nice, for the sake of being nice. Who hold open doors, just because why not. Or wave in someone when all the other motorists are honking and raging.

Who actually measure their worth by whom they help, and don’t need to tell anyone about it. Who’s feelings don’t get hurt because someone needs to insult you, because you’re confident enough in your self, and your worth and know it is not fact.

Those of you who are part of the human race, instead of these idiots who blog and blog and write and pretend they have value.

And especially those of you who do what I do. Where the internet is just another application in the arsenal of applications you build. Because without you and me, these idiots, these sociopaths, wouldn’t have an outlet.

It is too bad that we now have more “writers.” More online then in the actual media. Man to have back the days of Tolstoy, and Kearns. To see once again the writings of Nee and Constance. Instead of the plethora
of wannabes who only need an outlet to vent.

Well the upside is that at least globally, crime rates have dropped exponentially with the increase in blog writers. Now the lunatics are online, writing instead of on the streets, being part of the problem.

oh and incidentally… how much time does an individual have to devote to their virtual life in order to understand internet speak? I had to look up the word “lulz” because why? well… my life isn’t virtual.

Could you imagine? Using Internet Speak in real life? People would start slowly stepping away from you… it’s like those people who talk about a person they “know” and as they go along it turns out to be someone online… in a chatroom, or who they “speak” to in instant messenger, but haven’t ever met…

yet these are the folks online… who call anyone who tells it to their face; unstable…

as though the folks who don’t use their internet life language are somehow less in tune with reality than they are… uhhhhh yeah… that’s what’s happening…

there are entire communities who are in tune with world events, politics, international affairs who have no clue what ‘lol, roflmao, lulz’ and whatever else the internet “i’m afraid of being out in public because i have emotional issues and can’t function in the real world” idiots seem to mock.

So basically what does that mean? They are mocking the majority. The majority of folks who are NOT online. Who do NOT have blogs. And do NOT need to congregate with other social misfits with the same points of view, in order to feel functional.

You know… I’ve been building software, applications, designing and configuring systems for over 20 years. And I still do not get how the freaks who can’t hang day to day, live online yet act as though those of us who spend most of time face to face with other people are somehow… sociopathic… and unstable… and there is something wrong with us…

man… talk about ass backwards.

man… if you’re one of those people? do yourself a favour. Unplug. Step away from the keyboard… go out in public… talk to people… hell get some sun… you’re obviously in need of some vitamin D.  You might surprise yourself and discover that the real world isn’t scary at all. That it is what you make it.  That you might actually be a useful contributing member of society.

Instead of hiding in your houses with the blinds drawn, and the desk lamp on… living in an imaginary world.

and lets not forget heh… your popular if you have comments… or i suppose that is how it’s measured in the virtual world heh.

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so that was entertaining.

I went to a friends place for dinner. It was a nice mixed crowd, relaxed with the usual banter between friends. I brought up a topic rather directly – as that is my manner – and let’s face it. It’s fun to stir the pot a bit.

"I have a question… this is a mixed crowd. What do you all think about feminism and the concept of third-wave feminism." 

One of the more aggressive asked, "what is third wave feminism? sounds like something science fiction." which of course brought a few laughs.
Anyway, we popped up Wikipedia to read what it might be, and sure enough, the women were the first to speak up.

man… us men in the room really didn’t have to say anything at all… it seems that the women really didn’t think much of the feminists. Two of them, both lesbian and married partners, thought that most of the feminist’s of today, are lesbians too afraid to come out of the closet hahahah! I thought that was pretty funny actually.

So me, wanting to fuel the fire, since the liquor was flowing freely, dropped in a few things about what I’d read here and there, and sure enough, all the resultant – not surprising – statements were made.

"well what do you expect? it’s the internet! anyone who has time to write blogs obviously doesn’t have much of a life now do they? and they’re obviously really angry and lonely or they wouldn’t be so militant as keyboard warriors."

heh… you know, the men by this point, most of them anyway, had wandered to the veranda to smoke cigars and the women were just going ballistic on this topical stuff.  Most women, who don’t have any issue, and get along with folks, don’t have much use for feminists it seems, and though I wish I had made a tape recording of all the great little tid bits, really the just of all that was said is plain. The feminist of today has and is doing more damage to inter gender relationships, and virtually undermining all the progress women have made in this century.

And this FROM WOMEN!!! hahaha! classic.

Well I’ve learned my lesson. The ladies are correct… arguing with a feminist, or hell even trying to explain anything reasonable to any one of them, is equal to trying to convince a religious zealot about science, or a evolutionist about creationist theory.  It’s like talking to a Muslim drugged out of his mind, with bombs strapped to him as he screams while driving a truck into a crowded room.

It’s a waste of time.

However, there is one thing I did get out of it. Most feminists, with the chips that they carry on their shoulders (and they carry one on each shoulder, in order to help them balance), bring upon themselves their own crap. They don’t like the treatment they receive yet they go into places that are ripe with that kind of attitude, they react with a more extreme immaturity and adolescence as they validate that behaviour as being the "only" option, when anyone intelligent and reasonable know that there are always multiple options in any scenario at any given time.

And thusly, is a waste of time and effort.

For those of you whom are part of this "third-wave feminist" movement, I want to thank you for reminding me that lunatics come in all shapes and sizes, but usually they are products of their own psychosis.

I know this by one blog I read… where it starts, “I walked into this shit bar and was leered at…” and i thought to myself… well duh dumbass… you walk into hell and see demons… why are you surprised? If you walk into a circus you’ll see a clown. Don’t be shocked. If you walk into a zoo, guess what… you’ll see animals… shocking isn’t it? I know… sigh… who’d a thunk it?

well that about sums up my synopsis of the feminist hypocrisy. They entirely are the root of their own issues… if you want a problem, it will never take you long to produce it, in order to validate the insecurity, which fuels your rage.