Tuesday, February 17, 2009

WHILE MOST teenagers will be securely circumscribed into the “Hi, I’m a no-good, jerk-faced, mean little dog” phase for some of their high school career, it seems that a grand majority of them go through and experience an “enlightened” stage.  The problem? Some of them don’t seem to be growing out of it.  ((and the world is suffering for it))

Before proceeding, the quotations around “enlightened” point to an alternative meaning that needs to be explained.  I’m not speaking of an existential nirvana, not of a harrowing brush with death, and not of the dire need to lose surplus pounds.  No, this condition shares nothing with the typical definitions:

Enlightened(the new-age variant): Lacking the confidence and/or moral fiber to judge, review, and critique the world, people, and situations around you, thereby rendering you   1. Complacent 2. Stagnant 3. Dumb

EXAMPLE: His views are pretty old-school, but you can’t blame him for how he was raised. Don’t get upset by it or try to change him.

Wrong.   You see, in the above example, the speaker is attempting to disguise a disgusting apathy and lack of care with the word “respect.”  What the world seems to have forgotten is that respect DOES NOT MEAN bowing down, subverting yourself in an attempt to bend over backwards out of fear that someone will call you hateful.  Respect is something earned and deserved, not manifested within yourself the strip away your soul for another,

To further illustrate why this sucks, consider this.

48 years ago, four black students right here in North Carolina were displeased with the racial inequalities of the time.  Feeling the need to do something about it, they started a sit-in at a lunch counter in Greensboro.  History remembers this because it was a defining moment in the civil rights movement.  But think for a moment: did these brave and righteous crusaders think too much about, “Well, maybe society is right. Maybe we should be forced to stand and eat!” They did no such thing.  I strongly believe that these students did what they knew to be right, forgetting whatever social stigmas might be placed upon them. 

Society cannot progress if we remain too scared to challenge the old rules, challenge our fellow brothers, and challenge ourselves to do what is right.  Wrong will always prevail over good so long as the good do nothing.  For the love of life, do SOMETHING.

Shortcuts

Why should I spend anymore time in a world that's gonna end pretty soon?

RNA, Nerve Degradation, carcinogens, and a world at war. It would be silly for me to handle even one facet of the decline of humanity. I could talk about the environment, morality, the loss of basic human fucking virtue...but it'd be static again. It's all I hear anymore, and it's all our baby brothers and sisters have ever heard. The old books might show a way out, but no one can speak the language anymore...and even if they happen to learn it, it's for a damned AP credit so that they can go to their first choice institution of higher degradation.

Why do we go to college? 

To go to work?

Why do we go to work?

To get money?

Why do we get money?

So we can be happy?

Why do we want happy?

Because it makes us happy?

The ends NEVER justify the means if, when considering your next action, you declare those very same aforementioned words. If you have to say that to validate your course, your plan, your scheme, then stop.

Stop.

Sit down, and stop cheating. Stop living, stop learning, stop burning, stop breathing!

Stop if you have to invalidate yourself to validate your goal.

Your life has always been worth living, but what's really worth living anymore?

Answer that and get back to me. I don't need deep, I need true. True and blue, cause that's how I want to live my life.

Monday, February 9, 2009

Struggle; it's what's for dinner

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: Michael, the Embarrassment. 

I know nothing. I am consistently upset by all that I do not know. I do not know how to build a house. My grandfather did! He built his own house. What a man! 

I can not say anything to that effect. 

He built a house. I dunno, like, eighty years ago. A HOUSE! I just cannot get over this. A house is such an involved project: wood working, carpentry, flooring, HVAC, roofing, painting, porch making, garage making, electrical work, plumbing....he did it all. If there was something that he did not know, why, he surrounded himself with people of similar talents.

"So, what you're saying Michael, is that he was only friends with people in a handy-man's guild?"

No! He was not judging his friends off of silly criterions like a man's ability to skin a deer, he simply took those talents for granted.

Nowadays, building a house is a big deal. I mean, fuck, look at me: I'm hyping it up like it is the greatest thing ever. But think; it used to be taken for granted.

What happens when you take things for granted? 

You lose them. Forever.

Put me in my grandfather's house, and I will be an embarrassment to its prestige.  I could not fix a leak, I could not solder capacitors onto the breakers. If I were at its helm, that house would fall.

Don't take people for granted. Don't take the people you love for granted. Because all of that pride, all of that ebullience, all of that love...it goes downhill in a hurry. Your only slim chance at getting back is chasing it down, following that motherfucker into the depths of depravity, pulling it out of the muck with your teeth, stripping the rust off with your nails, and worshiping it because you worked your heart until it begged to stop...so that you could even THINK of earning it. 

Love is the greatest gift.  You don't deserve it. I especially don't. But just because the house doesn't work out, doesn't mean you need to burn it down.  Take a breather and let a guy catch up.

Love,
-Michael Lawrence Schramm