The Disconnected
December 10, 2016 Leave a comment
Another day and the same dream: I am driving a compact car and I’m trying to park in a space meant for compact cars. On each side of the parking space is a monster vehicle – a Sierra Massive Madre and a Himalayan Mountain All Terrain I-Drive-a Ram-cuz-I’m-a-Man-In-Your-Face Pick-up. I finally park my car and then try to get out. But the vehicle next to me is so space -staking large that I can only open the door but a pinch. That is when I wake up.
The same day and, as usual, I went to the local health club to do my cardio routine. And, as usual, thunderous testosterone overdosed music was there to assault me. The large fitness club has two floors. The resistance weights are located upstairs and the cardio, yoga classes, etc. are located on the main floor. The upstairs looks down onto the main floor; the floors are open to each other. This arrangement means that the screaming hellish heavy metal music is inescapable. Not having a toggle switch on the side of my head to turn off outside noise, I put on headphones, and once again, I hear my own blood pumping.
Workout complete, I head to the women’s locker room wishing there was something to take my mind off of the music that comes from the bottomless pit. Yet, when I enter the women’s locker room there are six large screen TVs blaring out the local news. In Chicago, the local news is mostly about the west and south sides of Chicago and about who is killing whom over gym shoes or for a gang initiation or just because they feel welcomed in Chicago by Mayor Rahm Emanuel and IL Representative (D) Luis Gutierrez. Shooting off guns is what they do to celebrate in third world countries.
To find relief from the harmful drug-like effects of constant and pervasive packaged noise, I choose a locker near the showers, away from the din. Further away, in the sauna, I believe that I can find a quiet place. But that occurs until a young girl in head-to-toe sweats comes in. Bypassing the body, her brain is plugged into a Smartphone which dispenses her self-image – the latest sweet-bad-girl-nymph chirping infantile sexuality. I then move to the shower where there is sure to be a respite from… But wait! What is that I hear?
Lately, on Tuesday, 4:30 AM, a young black girl shows up and uses the shower across from me. Her ambience is set with the wailing ecstasy of bowel-wrenching R & B music, music which plays out of speakers of some device impervious to shower water and to others.
Noise exhaustion cannot break my contract. My contracted membership with this health club cannot be voided except if I die or suffer a physical disability, such as severe stroke.
Touché!
















Whole Lotta Searchin’ Goin’ On
November 25, 2016 Leave a comment
2016 Proverbs (Observations, generally speaking.):
Astronomers search the universe for cosmic origins.
Physicists seek to understand the behavior of systems at atomic length scales and smaller using quantum mechanics.
Geneticists, in search of disease prevention and cures, scan the genetic code for the secret of life.
Archeologists search fossil and radiometric dating records for what has gone on before.
Anthropologists search for “missing links” and the ways and means of the past.
Nurses sonogram pregnant bellies for signs of life.
Philosophers search for why there is something rather than nothing.
Nihilists search for meaning in nothing and come up empty-handed and nauseous.
Wise men searched the night sky for kingdom beginnings.
Mathematicians seek solutions in our design-inherent universe.
Social scientists seek to nudge a human’s free will toward a “proper” response.
Capitalists seek value.
Socialists seek other people’s money.
Traders seek to buy low and sell high.
Long term stock and bond holders look for a return on their investment at some point in the future.
Investors seek the highest returns while shouldering prudent risk.
Psychologists, asking “how do you feel about that”, seek to redefine consequences away from morality.
Psychiatrists seek out the next tranquilizer to medicate “the problem.”.
Political scientists seek to define the perfect social order with or without property rights.
Attorneys seek favorable jurors and favorable verdicts.
Politicians seek power.
Progressives seek unicorns with your tax dollars.
The Ruling Class seeks to rule by fiat, making us serfs.
The ignorant seek to be reaffirmed in their ignorance.
Media conglomerates seek to capture our attention and our budget.
Homosexuals seek pride in their love of the creature rather than their Creator.
The transgendered seek to be ‘normalized’.
The lazy, self-absorbed and intolerant, but “diverse,” want something for nothing and call their demand “a right.”
Conservatives seek to preserve longstanding meaning, community and high culture.
Millennials, in this Age of Feelings, seek protectionism in safe spaces.
Blue-collar workers, who have not learned new skills, seek trade protectionism.
College students seek affirmation rather than the meaning of life.
Athletes seek trophies and endorsements.
The Good Shepherd searches for the Lost Sheep.
The son of man came to seek and to save the lost.
A woman searches for a lost coin, finds it, and rejoices.
Joseph and Mary searched for the boy Jesus and find him at the Temple, where God dwelt with men.
Christians seek and find faith as small as a mustard seed.
The House of Islam seeks to bring the whole world under submission to a supreme caliphate by any jihad necessary.
Buddhists seek enlightenment within themselves by numbing their consciousness with mantras.
TV preachers and faith-healers seek to wrench filthy lucre from wrenched bodies and souls.
The addicted seek a “fix” and so share a needle with others.
The contented seek to share life’s bounty with others.
High culture seeks to deepen our common religious/ethical community bonds.
Fiction writers seek to tweak our imaginations with universal questions posed by imaginary beings.
Architects seek to place function before form, denouncing the sublime in the process.
Art, high culture art, seeks to give the viewer laudable content in laudable form, evoking old and new sympathies.
Modern art seeks to give the viewer content in shock form, in order to deny meaning its value.
Climatologists seek anthropocentric fault in weather changes and “find” data to say it’s your fault.
“Enlightened” Epicureans seek godless pleasure and find a “way which seems right”.
Abortionists search the womb for “tissue” to suck out beginnings.
Euthanasians search for a vein to end beginnings.
Atheists, with a God-given consciousness, seek for nothing and find it and then credit themselves.
Fortune tellers search horoscopes, crystal balls and tarot cards for the almighty dollar.
Agnostics and Deists seek for a way around God.
And the search continues…
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“At its best our age is an age of searchers and discoverers, and at its worst, an age that has domesticated despair and learned to live with it happily.” –Flannery O’Connor
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