Hello Thursday, you glorious herald of the weekend. I heard you whispering ‘tomorrow’s Friday in my ear’ and I was of good cheer.
In today’s rant, fame, human lemmings, misplaced faith in the human race and a delightful musical number.
Fame, it seems like a rather attractive notion to some people. I personally, being a shy & retiring creature, like to stay in the bliss of obscurity. Some people are meant to be famous they’ve for whatever reason earned it. Through the sweat of their brow, artistic endeavours or keen cognitive faculties. I do pause to think though, when peeps like the Kardashies ride the fame horse bare back like a filthy whore in assless leather chaps. Who the fuck invented the internet or the plasma screen TV which broadcasts their irrelevant lives? Shouldn’t they be famous?
As you may or may not know I’m the Melbourne super-commuter. I spend a lot of time in transit. This week alone my train was delayed twice by people who were hit by trains. Who the fuck gets hit by a train? They’re separated from road traffic, you really need to put yourself out there and make yourself available for this to happen. It requires planning as trains don’t roll by like regular road traffic. The answer is lemmings, human lemmings. Yes you are doing the gene pool a favour by removing yourself from it but you need to stop. You’re making me late! Find a cliff, a rope or some other fatal conveyance to end your life.
Misplaced faith in human beings. I don’t work for a multinational corporation but I wonder about those who do. There isn’t a week that goes by that I don’t hear of layoffs from banks, airlines, car makers etc. When you look deeper, it’s not about the corporation going broke, it’s poor profits. This brings me to my next point, how much profit is enough when profit itself isn’t enough? Why do we persist in tolerating these anti-social organisations that create unemployment, expect tax breaks and diminish the rights of individuals? I think we as a society need to draw a line in the sand, we could do it during the ad break.
Finally, a musical number! I sure hope you enjoyed last week's Pizzicato Five as much as I did, you can never have too many chefs dancing. Today's treat is a remake of Michael Jackson's Thriller, Bollywood style. So turn your volume up to eleven, break out the naan bread and prepare yourself for a thrill! Or slight amusement, the level of which may vary for each individual. To the handful of people who read my thoughts, thanks.
In today’s rant, fame, human lemmings, misplaced faith in the human race and a delightful musical number.
Fame, it seems like a rather attractive notion to some people. I personally, being a shy & retiring creature, like to stay in the bliss of obscurity. Some people are meant to be famous they’ve for whatever reason earned it. Through the sweat of their brow, artistic endeavours or keen cognitive faculties. I do pause to think though, when peeps like the Kardashies ride the fame horse bare back like a filthy whore in assless leather chaps. Who the fuck invented the internet or the plasma screen TV which broadcasts their irrelevant lives? Shouldn’t they be famous?
As you may or may not know I’m the Melbourne super-commuter. I spend a lot of time in transit. This week alone my train was delayed twice by people who were hit by trains. Who the fuck gets hit by a train? They’re separated from road traffic, you really need to put yourself out there and make yourself available for this to happen. It requires planning as trains don’t roll by like regular road traffic. The answer is lemmings, human lemmings. Yes you are doing the gene pool a favour by removing yourself from it but you need to stop. You’re making me late! Find a cliff, a rope or some other fatal conveyance to end your life.
Misplaced faith in human beings. I don’t work for a multinational corporation but I wonder about those who do. There isn’t a week that goes by that I don’t hear of layoffs from banks, airlines, car makers etc. When you look deeper, it’s not about the corporation going broke, it’s poor profits. This brings me to my next point, how much profit is enough when profit itself isn’t enough? Why do we persist in tolerating these anti-social organisations that create unemployment, expect tax breaks and diminish the rights of individuals? I think we as a society need to draw a line in the sand, we could do it during the ad break.
Finally, a musical number! I sure hope you enjoyed last week's Pizzicato Five as much as I did, you can never have too many chefs dancing. Today's treat is a remake of Michael Jackson's Thriller, Bollywood style. So turn your volume up to eleven, break out the naan bread and prepare yourself for a thrill! Or slight amusement, the level of which may vary for each individual. To the handful of people who read my thoughts, thanks.
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MAY 11, 2012 06:18 AM
Well, I wonder what to make of that...Whether they do or don't have a function, they kinda suck. I almost never have good dreams, it's very rare. There was a time 3 years back that I didn't dream at all for about a whole year, that was interesting and very odd...Something MUST be wrong with my shtty brain! 
"Why is the cork on the fork?"
