Saturday, September 28, 2013
Corporal Punishment is Wrong
You shouldn't hit your children. Aside from the evidence that corporal punishment is ineffective at correcting bad behavior, that it reinforces aggression and aggressive behavior, that it makes your children fear you rather than love you, and that it teaches them that violence is a viable solution to their problems, hitting or beating your children (or anyone outside self defense in a life or death scenario) is savagery and brutish. If you can't teach someone right from wrong without hurting them, then you're not fit to teach anyone right from wrong.
Two Kinds of Apologies
There are two kinds of apologies. There is the humble apology which just says "sorry" or "sorry and..." As in "I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me," or "I'm sorry and I hope we can still be friends." Then there's the arrogant apology which says "sorry but..." "Sorry, but you should have known better than to do this," or "sorry, but you shouldn't have done that..." The reason why we make arrogant apologies is because it's more important for us to be right than to be peaceful.
When we make a mistake or inadvertently harm someone, cross a line, violate a boundary or step on someone's toes, they lose a little bit of faith in you. One way of recovering it is by apologizing. A good apology does not try to explain, defend, or justify our actions. A good apology just tries to make up for a mistake and undo some emotional damage. Be the bigger person and apologize; if the other person is big enough, they'll accept your apology and maybe they'll apologize for something too. Give people some credit and assume they'll take some responsibility. If they don't, oh well.
When we make a mistake or inadvertently harm someone, cross a line, violate a boundary or step on someone's toes, they lose a little bit of faith in you. One way of recovering it is by apologizing. A good apology does not try to explain, defend, or justify our actions. A good apology just tries to make up for a mistake and undo some emotional damage. Be the bigger person and apologize; if the other person is big enough, they'll accept your apology and maybe they'll apologize for something too. Give people some credit and assume they'll take some responsibility. If they don't, oh well.
Monday, September 23, 2013
How Old Does a Universe Have to be in Order to Produce Intelliegent Life?
I have a question for Quantum Physicists and Cosmologists: What is the minimum age a universe must be before it can produce intelligent life? After the big bang, the universe is full of hot, chaos for a long, long time. Finally, things settle down. Somewhere in between, planets and stars and etc. come and go. At what age is the universe no longer too chaotic and dangerous to sustain life somewhere long enough for that life to become intelligent? This is an interesting question because it could help us to figure whether or not there is other intelligent life in the universe and if so how much older is it than us. Maybe we're in the first generation?
It occurs to me that our universe has no name. I would like to suggest Universe Josh, or we could call it Michael Jackson. Either way, I'm good.
It occurs to me that our universe has no name. I would like to suggest Universe Josh, or we could call it Michael Jackson. Either way, I'm good.
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
God is Despicable, but I'm the Asshole?
If you're suffering from a mild to sever head wound, you probably don't know this but 2/3 children on this planet go to bed hungry at night! In some parts of the world, there are prostitutes so young you'd shit yourself. Rape is sky high in Africa where some people actually believe they can cure their aids by having sex with a virgin. Some people have only filthy, infested water to drink. There's all kinds of worse hell I could describe, but I want to make my point. This is God's world (if you're superstitious) and he said it was good. If I explicitly depicted some of the horrors that are everyday life on Earth for some people in writing or in a painting, some of you would have to bust out the dictionary to tell me how sick that makes me. I'm just painting a vulgar, vile scene of raiders attacking a village in the night, mutilating, stealing, raping, and murdering, but God is responsible for the real thing. How come God get's praised for orchestrating real, actual heinous atrocities, but If I reproduce it in an art form, I'm the asshole? I hate this world and the people on it.
Monday, September 16, 2013
Amazing Thought Experiment - Virtual Country for Everyone on the Internet!
I want to start my own country! Why? Lots of reason. The biggest is America is still rocking a 250 year old set of rules based on 250 year old ideas! That is absurd! That is idiotic! That is stupid! Some of these rules are obsolete. Also consider that the dead people who wrote this were not happy with it when they signed it!
If we could put a country together today - Wow
Here's my proposal for a Virtual Country: Anyone on the internet can join! All you need is an e-mail address. The participants are citizens which is our population. Who you are in real life is who you are in our virtual country. If your background is in cooking or math or running a movie theater, that's who you get to be in our virtual world. You can also pursue other things in the virtual world given there is a virtual opportunity. But we're starting from scratch! We have no laws, no infrastructure, and no money.
For the purposes of this experiment, our virtual country must exist in real space. There's plenty of space in the American mid-west, the Australian Outback, the Canadian North, Antarctica, the Arctic, and The Sahara Desert. Let's pretend we're allowed, where do we build?
The more participants, the better. All we really need is a web space where we can discuss and maintain the status of our virtual country over time. I want to compare the progress of this country to that of America in 10 years and show who is fit to protect the human species and the planet Earth.
Visit Grand City Bob, why not?
If we could put a country together today - Wow
Here's my proposal for a Virtual Country: Anyone on the internet can join! All you need is an e-mail address. The participants are citizens which is our population. Who you are in real life is who you are in our virtual country. If your background is in cooking or math or running a movie theater, that's who you get to be in our virtual world. You can also pursue other things in the virtual world given there is a virtual opportunity. But we're starting from scratch! We have no laws, no infrastructure, and no money.
For the purposes of this experiment, our virtual country must exist in real space. There's plenty of space in the American mid-west, the Australian Outback, the Canadian North, Antarctica, the Arctic, and The Sahara Desert. Let's pretend we're allowed, where do we build?
The more participants, the better. All we really need is a web space where we can discuss and maintain the status of our virtual country over time. I want to compare the progress of this country to that of America in 10 years and show who is fit to protect the human species and the planet Earth.
Visit Grand City Bob, why not?
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Eating Out is Bullshit!
I hate eating out. It's not fun, it's not nice, it's not pleasant. Actually, it's particularly unpleasant. To ask me to go out to eat is to ask me to endure mild discomfort and I'll resent you for that and feel bad about it.
I like to eat a certain way:
First, I like to hold my plate under my chin and shovel food into my mouth like an animal. I know manners. I have manners. My manners are actually very good. Manners are a burden. I like to eat at my own rate.
Second, I like to eat in comfortable clothing! In my home, I dress like I'm working out: shorts and a shirt. I don't want to wear my good clothes when I go out to eat. I don't want to worry about dirtying or ruining something and wearing my food in public. I also don't like the whole process of getting ready. I can wash up before I eat, but I don't want to shower and comb my fucking hair too! This logic is absurd: Wear a belt to eat.
Third, I don't care to wear shoes or eat at a table in a chair. All three of these things keep me from sitting in position I find comfortable. I like to sit in a half-lotus position (google it!). Sometimes I like to lay on my side to eat.
Fourth, close quarters, face-to-face is awkward for me, but even more awkward than that is forcing conversation. I am an introvert, but I can be an amazing conversationalist when I have something to talk about with someone I want to talk to. I am witty, funny, even charming. I don't like forcing conversation. That's when I am slow, dull, and even stupid. In addition, an environment where I have to be careful of what I say or how I say it hinders me.
Fifth, I hate being waited on. I would much rather get a refill myself than interact with a servant. I also feel like I'm troubling the servant and it makes me feel like an asshole. It just does. It doesn't matter if that's their job or that I ALWAYS TIP.
Sixth, I like to do stuff while I eat. This might be gaming, writing, watching TV (TV I like!), listening to music, etc.
A hate the amount of time involved in eating out too.
First, you have to get ready. I already addressed this. Getting ready takes too long, and I'm just going to undo it as soon as I get back!
Second, you have to drive somewhere, or worse, walk! You'll also have to drive back. Driving is sort of a necessary part of life, but that doesn't mean I want additional driving. I get all my food at the grocery store in one or two trips a week and I cook it. (More on this later.)
Third, waiting for a table. This of course applies to specific places. Even if you have a reservation, you'll still wait. But if you don't have a reservation, you'll have to make one and wait 30 minutes to an hour.
Fourth, waiting on your food. When I was a kid I would color or play with the salt and pepper shakers. Now I have to polite and considerate while I'm growing ever more hungry!
Money
Its always expensive. There is a dollar amount I'm happy to put on a meal. I don't like paying $10-$15 for a plate of food. Fucking shit that's ballsy. You got nerve, restaurant industry! Call me cheap if you want. If you think I'm cheap and you don't like it, don't go out with me.
You know what else? If there's any stimuli in the environment I one would ordinarily object to, such as obnoxious people or a crying child, that actually doesn't bother me as much as it seems to bother other people. If I'm eating out, I'm probably already having a bad time. Screaming children, gross eating noises, or constant obnoxious laughter are actually an improvement.
Cooking Myself
I like to be able to say "I can cook." This makes women think, "that's hot." I know this for a fact. Look it up. I also like improving my ability as a cook. I see it as a practical and valuable life skill. I like it when a meal comes together successfully. It makes me feel good. I also have more control over what I eat. That's healthy. It's also more affordable. Making trips to restaurants all the time is more gas and mileage on my car.
I like to eat a certain way:
First, I like to hold my plate under my chin and shovel food into my mouth like an animal. I know manners. I have manners. My manners are actually very good. Manners are a burden. I like to eat at my own rate.
Second, I like to eat in comfortable clothing! In my home, I dress like I'm working out: shorts and a shirt. I don't want to wear my good clothes when I go out to eat. I don't want to worry about dirtying or ruining something and wearing my food in public. I also don't like the whole process of getting ready. I can wash up before I eat, but I don't want to shower and comb my fucking hair too! This logic is absurd: Wear a belt to eat.
Third, I don't care to wear shoes or eat at a table in a chair. All three of these things keep me from sitting in position I find comfortable. I like to sit in a half-lotus position (google it!). Sometimes I like to lay on my side to eat.
Fourth, close quarters, face-to-face is awkward for me, but even more awkward than that is forcing conversation. I am an introvert, but I can be an amazing conversationalist when I have something to talk about with someone I want to talk to. I am witty, funny, even charming. I don't like forcing conversation. That's when I am slow, dull, and even stupid. In addition, an environment where I have to be careful of what I say or how I say it hinders me.
Fifth, I hate being waited on. I would much rather get a refill myself than interact with a servant. I also feel like I'm troubling the servant and it makes me feel like an asshole. It just does. It doesn't matter if that's their job or that I ALWAYS TIP.
Sixth, I like to do stuff while I eat. This might be gaming, writing, watching TV (TV I like!), listening to music, etc.
A hate the amount of time involved in eating out too.
First, you have to get ready. I already addressed this. Getting ready takes too long, and I'm just going to undo it as soon as I get back!
Second, you have to drive somewhere, or worse, walk! You'll also have to drive back. Driving is sort of a necessary part of life, but that doesn't mean I want additional driving. I get all my food at the grocery store in one or two trips a week and I cook it. (More on this later.)
Third, waiting for a table. This of course applies to specific places. Even if you have a reservation, you'll still wait. But if you don't have a reservation, you'll have to make one and wait 30 minutes to an hour.
Fourth, waiting on your food. When I was a kid I would color or play with the salt and pepper shakers. Now I have to polite and considerate while I'm growing ever more hungry!
Money
Its always expensive. There is a dollar amount I'm happy to put on a meal. I don't like paying $10-$15 for a plate of food. Fucking shit that's ballsy. You got nerve, restaurant industry! Call me cheap if you want. If you think I'm cheap and you don't like it, don't go out with me.
You know what else? If there's any stimuli in the environment I one would ordinarily object to, such as obnoxious people or a crying child, that actually doesn't bother me as much as it seems to bother other people. If I'm eating out, I'm probably already having a bad time. Screaming children, gross eating noises, or constant obnoxious laughter are actually an improvement.
Cooking Myself
I like to be able to say "I can cook." This makes women think, "that's hot." I know this for a fact. Look it up. I also like improving my ability as a cook. I see it as a practical and valuable life skill. I like it when a meal comes together successfully. It makes me feel good. I also have more control over what I eat. That's healthy. It's also more affordable. Making trips to restaurants all the time is more gas and mileage on my car.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Rinoa's Limit Breaks
Friday, September 6, 2013
Baseball Sucks - Steroids Would Make it Better!
Baseball is boring! The first baseball game I remember was not necessarily the first baseball game I went to. I complained so much about how bored I was that we left in about fifteen minutes. Baseball is probably the easiest sport to learn and to play. Baseball is so lame, the greatest baseball player ever was a fat guy. The only thing you ever hear about baseball is the steroid use, which actually sounds like a beautifully untapped potential for money and entertainment!
Legalize steroid use in baseball! I think I'll start my own baseball league where all players are required to use steroids and other performance enhancing drugs. Sleep in an elevation tent too! The bigger, faster, harder, and stronger you are, the more interesting the game. Could you imagine a baseball league where all the players were jacked! I'd watch that! I want to see a sport where all the players are badass! I want to see a sport that demonstrates the full potential of a human being. I want to see what this species can do! I want a league with it's obscene records! Maybe we can even make the diamond bigger to accommodate all the giants and titans running around.
I'd even let them dress however they wanted. Sleeveless? Sure. Tuxedo? Terrific! Banana Hammock? We can print a team logo on that! Nude? No problem! Just as long as you have your number plainly visible. You could even wear a cape or dress like a lucha libre. Sounds good to me. I encourage a team to resemble or parody a super hero team.
Also, you're required to have an nontraditional team name like Killer Bastards, Evil Space Aliens, or Fuzzy Pickled Robots. None of that animals crap. Who the fuck wants to watch The Sharks vs The Polar Bears? Only if it's a real shark and polar bear goddamn you! I want to see Demonic Babies vs Ghost Voyuers!
You know what else? Mixed sexes! As long as you are willing to follow the drug rules and have the skills to make the team, you're in! It's baseball, there's not a whole lot of physical contact. It's all about skill and ability here. Weight Class and Age are bigger factors for an athlete here.
I'd call it the SBL - The Super Baseball League, or something like that.
Legalize steroid use in baseball! I think I'll start my own baseball league where all players are required to use steroids and other performance enhancing drugs. Sleep in an elevation tent too! The bigger, faster, harder, and stronger you are, the more interesting the game. Could you imagine a baseball league where all the players were jacked! I'd watch that! I want to see a sport where all the players are badass! I want to see a sport that demonstrates the full potential of a human being. I want to see what this species can do! I want a league with it's obscene records! Maybe we can even make the diamond bigger to accommodate all the giants and titans running around.
I'd even let them dress however they wanted. Sleeveless? Sure. Tuxedo? Terrific! Banana Hammock? We can print a team logo on that! Nude? No problem! Just as long as you have your number plainly visible. You could even wear a cape or dress like a lucha libre. Sounds good to me. I encourage a team to resemble or parody a super hero team.
Also, you're required to have an nontraditional team name like Killer Bastards, Evil Space Aliens, or Fuzzy Pickled Robots. None of that animals crap. Who the fuck wants to watch The Sharks vs The Polar Bears? Only if it's a real shark and polar bear goddamn you! I want to see Demonic Babies vs Ghost Voyuers!
You know what else? Mixed sexes! As long as you are willing to follow the drug rules and have the skills to make the team, you're in! It's baseball, there's not a whole lot of physical contact. It's all about skill and ability here. Weight Class and Age are bigger factors for an athlete here.
I'd call it the SBL - The Super Baseball League, or something like that.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
Comic Idea Finally Coming to Life!
Page 1 at Deviant Art as of 9/1/2013! It's a fantasy story about a mysterious young, whimsical bard named Josephine. She travels the world for adventure, singing songs and writing stories. In a medieval setting, she's dangerously equipped with ideas and technology far more sophisticated that any existing culture. She's often able to bluff her way out of great danger, but when she can't the magic at her command and her seemingly inability to die surprise and challenge all.
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