The government bailout is not a good idea.
Solomon said he who puts up security for another is in for a bad deal. It is like co-signing a car loan with somebody with a FICO score of 385. . .or making the security deposit on an apartment all by yourself thinking that-yeah, the roommate will help me clean up and not break anything.
There's a reason why that one guy only got a single talent-he was inept. Giving money to an inept person isn't using wisdom. One really shouldn't do it with the expectation of getting a return on your money. Poor people, generally speaking, are poor for a reason. Here in the Land of the Brave one really cannot blame circumstances or environment. It's convenient, to be sure, but even a poor person with sense can get cents if they work on it.
Perhaps the economic crisis will result in the betterment of the country. In bad times, people are more apt to take a serious sobering look at Reality and make life-changes for the better. It's human nature really. I know a girl whose house burned down. I think now she knows that everything in this life is temporal-not permanent. She also makes sure all the potential fire-starters are shut off before leaving her house. I wish she was at the picnic this week-end as we had to use mosquito repellent to get the fire burning.
I'm not surprised to see the country in panic mode. When one trusts in oneself and lives for the moment. . .hope is lost, panic sets in, and fear guides your life. I read where Pope Benedict said,
'Optimism is only the facade of a world without hope that is trying to hide from its own despair with this deceptive sham. This is the only explanation for the immoderate and irrational anxiety, this traumatic and violent fear that breaks out when some setback or accident in technological or economic development casts doubt on the dogma of progress.'
I don't think things are quite as bad as they appear. Hey, gas is cheaper.
I see a country where the rich get richer and the poor get poorer.
Another application of the 10 talent proverb man getting more.
I see a country where the wise get wiser and the stupid get dumber.
Another Law of Nature. . .minds in motion tend to stay in motion and brains at rest tend to stay at rest.
I see a country where the Media needs to get right and quit mocking Palin.
Rudolph never never got invited to the reindeer games either, but in the end, he was the one guiding the sleigh.
I see a country obsessed with education. . .people educated beyond their intelligence. Knowing too many facts based on the assumptions of Naturalism leads to madness.
Is it any wonder nearly half of the population suffers from some sort of mental problem?
29 September 2008
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16 September 2008
Election Day
This election is over.
Sarah won.
Perhaps not officially, but for all intents and purposes, she won. That doesn't mean we should all be fatalists and stay home on election day. We should all go vote for Sarah in November.
According to CNN.com,
"Online store CafePress sees Black Friday-like sales when Sarah Palin entered race
Palin listings on eBay spiked 354 percent last week; Joe Biden items fell 11 percent
eBay listings include Palin action figures, autographed photos, even toast"
I also saw where she had so many reporters following her she needed a second airplane.
Joe Biden had exactly six.
A very bored six.
6 is the number of man and not quite the perfect 7.
You know, her popularity is uncanny-not natural. I think Sarah has some kind of supernatural assistance the other guys don't have because you don't get this popular this quick. At all.
Sarah won.
Perhaps not officially, but for all intents and purposes, she won. That doesn't mean we should all be fatalists and stay home on election day. We should all go vote for Sarah in November.
According to CNN.com,
"Online store CafePress sees Black Friday-like sales when Sarah Palin entered race
Palin listings on eBay spiked 354 percent last week; Joe Biden items fell 11 percent
eBay listings include Palin action figures, autographed photos, even toast"
I also saw where she had so many reporters following her she needed a second airplane.
Joe Biden had exactly six.
A very bored six.
6 is the number of man and not quite the perfect 7.
You know, her popularity is uncanny-not natural. I think Sarah has some kind of supernatural assistance the other guys don't have because you don't get this popular this quick. At all.
11 September 2008
100,000 B.C. The Haunting begins
The hominids hooted and scratched on the tall black obelisk by the river. None of them remembered seeing it there before, nor could they as their brain’s cognitive functions were not well-developed. Moon-Watcher felt the shiny metallic slab was put there by an alien race during the night. When the hominids touched it, their neurons were simulated to form new connections so that, in time, the ability to speak and think abstract thoughts developed.
So the story of 2001- A Space Odyssey begins.
The story is a myth, but all myths-the good ones- were early man’s attempt to impart order in his life. For this is intrinsic to man’s nature. He wants to make sense of everything. He is never satisfied. Thunderstorms might have been Zeus and Hera arguing over the thermostat and snowstorms caused by Persephone going south for the winter, but there is an element of truth to these stories.
Something higher. . .some Thing. . .Somebody was speaking to them. Not in words, but in pictures. Early man had a picture in his unconsciousness of an objective Right and an objective Wrong. He sensed the presence of something mysterious, large, looming over him much as humans watched over their pets. This tangible Other was greater than him and seemed to haunt everything.
Not everything seemed right in the world. For some of the things he did made him feel bad-sometimes remorseful. He noticed that when he did the Right things, he felt good for a time and tried very hard to do these things. He wasn’t always successful.
Sometimes when he tried to do the Right things, something or somebody, an Else, an unseen power, made its presence felt and persuaded him to do the Wrong things-even though the uncomfortable feelings returned.
He was encouraged by the fact the dark power was much less forceful than the higher power-and less scary.
Today, we have a rational explanation for these forces of nature and personality quirks and no longer believe in spirits and gods. Yet sometimes, when we least expect it, an unseen mysterious something-or-other makes its presence felt for no logical reason.
Something unexplainable stirs the masses.
For right or for wrong.
Explaining away evil spirits does not make them go away. On the contrary, it makes them more at home. It gives them more of a right to inhabit places you wouldn’t think they’d be. That’s one reason why people take Advil when Sauron comes a visiting.’
When everybody is certain no such creatures exist, the Evil senses its time has come and attacks in full fury under a scientific guise-complete with the helmet of Marx, the breastplate of Freud, and the Sword of Darwin.
People forget the Good. The Good has been explained away. But I’m sure its time has come. One must not forget the Good is not only better, but stronger, wiser, and around for much longer-And what is evil except a perversion of the good?
We’re at a crossroads in the history of the planet. The world of science, logic, and empiricism will be superseded by some fusion of the ancient and the modern. . .something a little like Star Wars.
The Age of Reason, illuminating as it is, is simply a stage man must go through to reach the next level. (I hope this doesn’t sound like I’ve joined a New Age cult.) I don’t know what it will be like. I’m sure it will be funner.
So the story of 2001- A Space Odyssey begins.
The story is a myth, but all myths-the good ones- were early man’s attempt to impart order in his life. For this is intrinsic to man’s nature. He wants to make sense of everything. He is never satisfied. Thunderstorms might have been Zeus and Hera arguing over the thermostat and snowstorms caused by Persephone going south for the winter, but there is an element of truth to these stories.
Something higher. . .some Thing. . .Somebody was speaking to them. Not in words, but in pictures. Early man had a picture in his unconsciousness of an objective Right and an objective Wrong. He sensed the presence of something mysterious, large, looming over him much as humans watched over their pets. This tangible Other was greater than him and seemed to haunt everything.
Not everything seemed right in the world. For some of the things he did made him feel bad-sometimes remorseful. He noticed that when he did the Right things, he felt good for a time and tried very hard to do these things. He wasn’t always successful.
Sometimes when he tried to do the Right things, something or somebody, an Else, an unseen power, made its presence felt and persuaded him to do the Wrong things-even though the uncomfortable feelings returned.
He was encouraged by the fact the dark power was much less forceful than the higher power-and less scary.
Today, we have a rational explanation for these forces of nature and personality quirks and no longer believe in spirits and gods. Yet sometimes, when we least expect it, an unseen mysterious something-or-other makes its presence felt for no logical reason.
Something unexplainable stirs the masses.
For right or for wrong.
Explaining away evil spirits does not make them go away. On the contrary, it makes them more at home. It gives them more of a right to inhabit places you wouldn’t think they’d be. That’s one reason why people take Advil when Sauron comes a visiting.’
When everybody is certain no such creatures exist, the Evil senses its time has come and attacks in full fury under a scientific guise-complete with the helmet of Marx, the breastplate of Freud, and the Sword of Darwin.
People forget the Good. The Good has been explained away. But I’m sure its time has come. One must not forget the Good is not only better, but stronger, wiser, and around for much longer-And what is evil except a perversion of the good?
We’re at a crossroads in the history of the planet. The world of science, logic, and empiricism will be superseded by some fusion of the ancient and the modern. . .something a little like Star Wars.
The Age of Reason, illuminating as it is, is simply a stage man must go through to reach the next level. (I hope this doesn’t sound like I’ve joined a New Age cult.) I don’t know what it will be like. I’m sure it will be funner.
10 September 2008
Success in Arkansas
I spent some time trying to find myself on the Googler, and lo and behold, I found success.
It's a tiny town in Northern Arkansas.
I drove through Arkansas a few years ago and it's actually a pretty cool state. . .rolling hills, mountains, trees galore, the Mississippi River, Little Rock (with the largest church I have ever seen in my life). . .sort of reminded me of West Virginia except the roads are better.
I googled my name and discovered 942,000 links for Jason Parrish. I think it's time to change my name.
Ocho Cinco-perhaps? Perhaps not. Diez y Veinte-Siete (my birthday)?
Hmmm. . .sounds doable.
Officially, I found myself at Latitude: 36:50:03N (36.8342) and Longitude: 76:02:27W. Only an approximation, of course, as I refuse to give out my exact location due to stalkers, the NSA, the IRS, and many people whose business it is to mind other's business.
It's a tiny town in Northern Arkansas.
I drove through Arkansas a few years ago and it's actually a pretty cool state. . .rolling hills, mountains, trees galore, the Mississippi River, Little Rock (with the largest church I have ever seen in my life). . .sort of reminded me of West Virginia except the roads are better.
I googled my name and discovered 942,000 links for Jason Parrish. I think it's time to change my name.
Ocho Cinco-perhaps? Perhaps not. Diez y Veinte-Siete (my birthday)?
Hmmm. . .sounds doable.
Officially, I found myself at Latitude: 36:50:03N (36.8342) and Longitude: 76:02:27W. Only an approximation, of course, as I refuse to give out my exact location due to stalkers, the NSA, the IRS, and many people whose business it is to mind other's business.
08 September 2008
Sunday Afternoon Naps
They occur, on average, once a month on Sunday afternoons after 4-5 hours in church when its warm and sunny outside.
The dreams. The apocalyptic dreams.
Perhaps it is because I'm not used to sleeping in the middle of the afternoon. Anyways. . .I had another one yesterday.
I was standing on a type of outdoor patio attached to a tower and something resembling an enormous space shuttle, not quite, but it was the same color, passed just overhead of me with a loud whooshing sound. It seemed to me that the shuttle was having difficulty and it was trying very hard not to crash. Just before the space-like shuttle flew over, another jet plane, rather like an F-16, white and black in color, (somehow I don't think these two planes have been created yet) flew past making a dull droning sound. I perceived it was designed for stealth and that its material was designed to absorb sound waves. I believe it was flown by terrorists, but nobody knew this except me. (There were others standing around and they looked injured.) Then, somebody came out of the building and handed me a file with one of the shuttle occupant's medical records. The patient had been in space for quite some time and had very mysterious symptoms-like circles in their brain and small rectangle things in their blood cells. Also their brain cross-section x-ray showed severe burns in their auditory canals and a medical doctor asked me what it all meant. The strange thing was, I knew why but didn't tell him. Who knows??? What the doctor was showing me was top-secret information and he seemed scared out of his mind. Inside the tower (much larger than our largest skyscrapers) somehow was a thing like an indoor pond with a channel connected to the ocean. There were people floating in the water pretending to be dead and they had been there for hours-again because they were afraid. I also saw a large dead mutilated great white shark, and in another side pool, an inoperative mechanical great white shark built specifically to fool people and computers into believing it was the real thing. Again, I was the only one who knew this. The mechanical shark creature was built by a foreign government and designed for espionage.
This was a horribly vivid dream. Any ideas everyone? You can start psychoanalyzing me now.
The dreams. The apocalyptic dreams.
Perhaps it is because I'm not used to sleeping in the middle of the afternoon. Anyways. . .I had another one yesterday.
I was standing on a type of outdoor patio attached to a tower and something resembling an enormous space shuttle, not quite, but it was the same color, passed just overhead of me with a loud whooshing sound. It seemed to me that the shuttle was having difficulty and it was trying very hard not to crash. Just before the space-like shuttle flew over, another jet plane, rather like an F-16, white and black in color, (somehow I don't think these two planes have been created yet) flew past making a dull droning sound. I perceived it was designed for stealth and that its material was designed to absorb sound waves. I believe it was flown by terrorists, but nobody knew this except me. (There were others standing around and they looked injured.) Then, somebody came out of the building and handed me a file with one of the shuttle occupant's medical records. The patient had been in space for quite some time and had very mysterious symptoms-like circles in their brain and small rectangle things in their blood cells. Also their brain cross-section x-ray showed severe burns in their auditory canals and a medical doctor asked me what it all meant. The strange thing was, I knew why but didn't tell him. Who knows??? What the doctor was showing me was top-secret information and he seemed scared out of his mind. Inside the tower (much larger than our largest skyscrapers) somehow was a thing like an indoor pond with a channel connected to the ocean. There were people floating in the water pretending to be dead and they had been there for hours-again because they were afraid. I also saw a large dead mutilated great white shark, and in another side pool, an inoperative mechanical great white shark built specifically to fool people and computers into believing it was the real thing. Again, I was the only one who knew this. The mechanical shark creature was built by a foreign government and designed for espionage.
This was a horribly vivid dream. Any ideas everyone? You can start psychoanalyzing me now.
06 September 2008
National Geographics
150.
That's the golden number.
Once one amasses more than 150 National Geographics, your bookcase officially becomes immovable.
04 September 2008
Sarah Palin is the New John Galt
. . .or Margaret Thatcher.
(Yes, I do like Ayn Rand-even though I disagree with her philosophy of life)
I did some searching on the Googler and Wasilla, AK seems like a very interesting place to live-if a little on the cool side. It makes me think of what the Alps and Pyrenees must look like.
BTW, if anybody out there cares to send me some moose burgers, I'll pay the FedEx bill. Curiosity, ya know.
Some predictions:
-I don't think the former community organizer has a chance against the lady who reminds me of my mom.
-Northern Exposure, once upon a time my favorite TV show, will return to cable asap.
-The next 60 days will see NBC, CBS, ABC, Slate.com, MSNBC, half of New England, Hollywood, and practically every university go out of their way to attack Sarah.
-These attacks will backfire and she'll only become wiser.
I don't think most media and city slickers know how to deal with Sarah. Because, let's face it, you have to be pit bullish to survive in Alaska. It's a little wild up there, unlike, say Boston, or LA, or Chicago.
Somewhere near Wasilla from onemansalaska.com/category/wasilla/
(Yes, I do like Ayn Rand-even though I disagree with her philosophy of life)
I did some searching on the Googler and Wasilla, AK seems like a very interesting place to live-if a little on the cool side. It makes me think of what the Alps and Pyrenees must look like.
BTW, if anybody out there cares to send me some moose burgers, I'll pay the FedEx bill. Curiosity, ya know.
Some predictions:
-I don't think the former community organizer has a chance against the lady who reminds me of my mom.
-Northern Exposure, once upon a time my favorite TV show, will return to cable asap.
-The next 60 days will see NBC, CBS, ABC, Slate.com, MSNBC, half of New England, Hollywood, and practically every university go out of their way to attack Sarah.
-These attacks will backfire and she'll only become wiser.
I don't think most media and city slickers know how to deal with Sarah. Because, let's face it, you have to be pit bullish to survive in Alaska. It's a little wild up there, unlike, say Boston, or LA, or Chicago.
Somewhere near Wasilla from onemansalaska.com/category/wasilla/
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