Quit Your Job Quiz

Quit your Job Quiz 1. When your alarm clock goes off in the morning? A. Jump out of bed (not touching the snooze) and looking forward to the day ahead (1) B. Cursing (2) C. Stuck in the fetal position, refusing to get up. (3) D. Wish you had no arms or legs so you could stay in bed all day (4) 2. Which person is most like your boss? A. Mother Teresa (1) B. Arnold Scheneggar (2) C. Pol Pot (3) D. Jessica Simpson (4) 3. How long is your commute? A. 30 minutes or less (1) B. 30 to 60 minutes (2) C. You have stock in Books on Tape (3) D. Long enough you want to stab your eyes out with a screwdriver (4) 4. What do you wear to work? A. Wear what you want (1) B. Business casual or suit and tie (2) C. Polyester pants, name tag, and paper hat (3) D. Dunce cap (4) 5. On your birthday what do your co-workers do for you? A. TGIF or something similar with cocktails (1) B. Nothing (2) C. Make you do shots of Jagrmeister (3) D. Give you an atomic wedgie (4) 6. What percent of your day is spent doing what trained monkey could do? A. 1% (1) B. 25% (2) C. 50% (3) D. Koko could do my job (4)

MLK

Just imagine if MLK - wasn't MLK? Not prolific man of peace, no dreamer, no freedom-maker, no 1963 march on Washington - "I have a dream speech" - an examperaneous freedom writer breaking the act of normalcy (or what was the norm at the time) - A segregated Amereria? What if there wasn't a stage for MLK? What would life be like? For a society to come so far, has anything really changed...?

Start of a short story....

“We do not exist unless somebody thinks about us. We evolve from light and purity into a covetous dark and gloomy.” Logan proclaimed on the corner of Grant and Fifth. His only audience is anybody that would listen. He continued, “Of all things beautiful on this rock, all that you could smell, taste, touch, see, and hear was extraordinary and all of these things are compressed into one. All those metallic orbs are aligned so righteously in the midnight sky that we should all see the core of it, the meaning of it. Yes. That is right. The meaning of life. People, they are shining brightly upon us. The time is now. We must act before it is too late. Change while you ca-.” A distant pop and Logan felt a sharp pain on the right side of his head, he felt dizzy and nausea and helpless all at the same time. He could no longer remain vertical. Ribbons of crimson lay over his face, transforming his skull into a neatly wrapped presented. The pale blue eyes rolled back into his head as he lay on his side. Only a few people gathered around him to comfort him, a few stood around him and speculated where the shot came from; while others ran for cover. Logan tasted metallic blood in his mouth when his vision faded to black. Across the street, deep in an alley an indistinct figure snapped pictures of the grizzly scene.

Math is Everything

The building blocks of how things work and operate; the basics, each building on the last Creating something large from something smaller, such as the nuclei within us. Math is never subjective, only objective; there is only one right answer-there isn’t a compromise. Much how life should be, straightforward and black and white? Would life be worth living if it were simple, computable, all the components right in front of us? Love would be about statistics and metrics, no feelings or emotions. Personalities would be fractionalized to the minutest part (.000020). Mistakes (and more importantly, learning from mistakes) would be non-existent. If HUMAN life was built on math we would be completely functional, in that each second of our waking day would have purpose and meaning. Meaning that something or some construct would be getting achieved, or a part of a goal. There would be no more slack time, math is too precise, it would not let it happen. It simply could not occur. The outcome would not let it occur. In all of its complexities and infinitesimal infrastructures, math is simple. Either right or wrong. Yes or no. Will math translate to reality? Hard to say, in fact impossible to say. If ever I am placed in the position of god, deity, shaman, etc… I may dabble a bit and see what shakes out. Going to the other extreme, what if there weren’t any math (or structures or derivatives). Hard to image? Perhaps not. Think of early Homo Sapiens (i.e. Homo Erectus) and their culture and lifestyle. Somewhat bleak, when the daily grind mostly comprised of just surviving the day.

Self Preservation

You will never see a dog on a trampoline, Max or Fido would never be caught on one, It comes down to one basic and universal truth that is innate to all organisms, large and small, that traverse this good earth. SELF PRESERVATION – the fundamental equalizing force that balances nature through mechanisms and phenomena such as natural selection, chaos theory, and alcoholism; is the greatest gift God or a group of Gods bestow upon a species. However, on many, many occasions the human race has either lost SP, somehow intrinsically forgot about it, or physiologically suppresses SP so deep within (under all the garbage Post-Modern Life has given us) our souls. A dog on a trampoline places Max in a situation that he knows is not safe, it’s not stable; Max is accustom to the ground not so pliable and springing. He knows, through some signal (chemical / electrical) so deeply ingrained over the generational desert wired into his soul that he just KNOWS he does not belong on a trampoline. He does not need to prove to other dogs of the opposite sex of his courage or virility by risking his life (or by eating a plateful of pig intestines) ; all he knows is that he must survive until he can procreate. To live another day, another chance to extend his generational blood line, It is that simple. When it comes to SP and being honest other humans, SP always wins. The great economist, Martin Freedman states, “There is only one thing you can be assured about the other man, he’ll put his priorities above yours.” Honesty and SP are viewed in the same breath and with nobility, do not be fooled, priority of all beings is SP. Think of the solider going into battle; he or she kills and eliminates those who wish to eliminate him or her. They, being a faceless enemy that may have to die so I can survive. Throw political dogma and national policy out the bomb doors , the solider is at war for survival; it is the ultimate natural selection for national armies.