Years ago I made the
decision to stop watching the news. I know that a choice like that
would make it seem like I am misinformed, stupid, or don't care about
world issues. Well, that is mostly true. I try not to care about
world issues because when I was younger my hair fell out from
stressing about things that did not concern me or I couldn't change.
Most of the stuff in the news are things I can't change or just
horrible shit.
A few days ago I just
left the TV on and the news started with a huge fire, then a murder,
then another murder, then a missing teen, then a kidnapping, then a
police standoff, then a protest about police doing terrible shit,
then a dog was found, then a mountain lion got too close to humans,
some robberies, and then some cat that could do a stupid trick. It
was a roller coaster of nonsense. What does seeing all that shit do
for me? Tell me how dangerous the world is? Yeah, there are riots in
some country I'll never visit. Sucks to be there just like it sucks
to be here for other reasons. I try not to get into who has it worse contests.
I know that people like
to know what's going on in the world. It gives folks something to
talk about other than their lame ass jobs as gatherings. “Isn't
what's going on in Pakinstan terrible? I can't believe the things one
human can do to another!” Oh, shut up. Yes you can. Why? Because
people have been doing jacked up things to each other since the first
caveman slammed a rock on a smaller one because he wanted to get some
cave-woman stank on his fur covered hang low. That sentence is gonna
end up in a textbook somewhere.
I'm in a place mentally
where I only have room for what I want room for. There is a drought
here in California. Okay. That concerns me. I won't waste water which
means my pubes won't be on fleek as often as usual. My carbon
footprint is barely existent. Mentally I'm trying to get cleared up
and have been eating a little bit better. I'm starting with myself
because the better I am the better I can make my friends feel. It
starts at home like Gandhi once said. Or someone.
Most people say
that but they don't actually do it. They give money to charities
texting on phones with materials mined by pygmies that are still
hunted for meat. Yeah, I wrote about that one before. We all need to
start worrying about our own shit because mentally we are not ready
to do it on a global scale no matter how smart we think we are. How
about cleaning your own car before volunteering to pick up trash at a beach you never visit? That picture above is of a crack in my ceiling that was finally repaired. I waited years to even report it. Why? Because I couldn't be bothered until pieces of it fell down. This is how my mind works and why you love me.
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