How far are you willing to go? Me, I’m good.
Month: September 2015
If a PT Cruiser were a Transformer, its name would be Scrap Metal…
“Autobots, roll out!” – Prime
“Sorry Sir, I can’t!” – Scrap Metal
Of course I’m still young and beautiful, so I have no real first hand experience with this phenomenon, but when I eventually leave this mortal coil, one of the questions I plan on asking is, “So what the hell is up with the whole growing hair in the ears thing?”
Sometimes it is better to say nothing.
I came across this over the weekend and thought I would share. I have to limit my exposure to all things online, especially those related to social media/news sites. I love the Internet, and its ability to democratize speech is truly awesome, but I also think it has thoroughly proven this theorem. In order to… Continue reading Sometimes it is better to say nothing.
I’ll still speak my mind as honestly and reasonably as I can, but this video will likely always play in the back of my mind from now on. Were Mark Twain still alive today, I think he would have said something similar.
Anyone in my feed know who these guys might be? Circa 60’s maybe 70’s.
A recent example that people can act rationally around each other. Perhaps it was because the expectation of such being set ahead of time? Either way, I’m pleased.
One thing that the article pointed out was the other campuses have cancelled speakers based on the possibility that some might feel unsafe, or “triggered”(my word, not theirs). I think that is a very bad approach. One of the most divisive things we have done to our country has been to filter ourselves to the point where we no longer interact with opposing view points or uncomfortable topics. It fosters an us or them mentality and reinforces our personal biases to such a degree that we can no longer tolerate any viewpoint or experience but our own. This is very dangerous.
Darth “Fabulous” Vader
I was driving home from the office and I saw a plumber and 2 separate Roto Rooter vans parked outside a single home. My first thought was, “That won’t end well…”