Wednesday, September 29, 2004
Monday, September 27, 2004
Perhaps my most bizarre memory from my current position came from a patron who "drove all the way here so I would not have to read!"
I have to say that one came as a shock to even this cynical and jaded government employee. Nothing turns off a law library patron faster than telling them you have a book to show them on that subject.
"I have to look this up? You don't know the answer? Well, what do you do then?" So then I will point to the exact paragraph they need and they will then ask me to interpret it for them.
After getting my interpetation they ask "Well, what do I do now?"
My advice is that medical science has yet to advance to the stage where we can simply and safely provide you with a brain transplant, so go hire a lawyer!
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Friday, September 24, 2004
Thursday, September 23, 2004
Wednesday, September 22, 2004
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Tuesday, September 21, 2004
I would hate to change the outlook of this blog , but since i am still on Admin Leave I have only myself and living situation to peeer at with my overly critical gaze. I will try not to compain to much but how can a person have his alarm clock go off for more than 2 hours without waking up? My roomate insists that his massive Fro is sound absorbent hence he never heard the mind numbing buzzing. ( we don't call him FRO for nothing...)
Another thing I have noticed is that a 24 pack of coke only lasts 2.5 days when your at home all day.
Friday, September 17, 2004
- Number of " bitchy" hot girls who wear low rider jeans so low she has to loop her finger through her belt loop in order to sit down without showing her thong and then actually loops the finger preventing any view whatsoever of what possibly could have been a great ass...1
This isn't so much a count as an observation, there are three types of people who wear head scarves:
- religious women who are worried there hair is so damn attractive it may turn on heathens.
- cool people who look good it in
- and finally people who wear head scarves to cover up something you don't want to see. The third type regularly use public transportation and for whatever reason the protective head gear seems to fail right as they come into my view--not to mention the big coffee stain on a 48 dd tit ain't always attractive.
I was chalk this all up to the hazards of DUI's, car accidents, and my general bad luck, but at my last stop a real life sized MIDGET boarded the bus...Maybe god does love me...
Tuesday, September 14, 2004
Monday, September 13, 2004
My only disagreement with Mr. Fromm's position, is that I believe he overstates his case. Not every human will confront his/her transcendental status within nature. One of my favorite quotes is from Henry David Thoreau, he believed that " the mass of men live lives of quiet desperation," but current research in the psychological field of happiness indicates Henry David Thoreau's diagnosis of a melancholic man is unwarranted.
In our own post-modern times, those " lucky few" who confront their existential crisis will be handed two ready made answers. The first is adapatation, the second is authenticity.
I would like to suggest that both are immoral responses given our socio-historical era. Later I will provide what I believe to be the only solution to the ethical quandary of post modernity. I believe it lies in a Kierkegaardian " leap into suffering."
First, allow me to tackle adaptationas a suggestive answer to man's problem of existence. I know that most of you will be happy to join me in berating such simple minded notions as: obey, consume, and submit.
Certainly unique individuals, such as we, would never kowtow to the peer pressure of legitimacy granted by name brands. Nor are we so easily seduced by the myriad pleasures offered up by the culture-industry. Our consumption won't be limited within the banal coffers of corporate conformity. Our cheerie band will not hold true the bland individuality of tribal tattoos, designer coffees and such. [ author note: I will add to this particular post by editing and replacing as not to bore those not interested by adding new entries. Also I will maintain within comments any footnotes etc]
Friday, September 10, 2004
You are a modern day slave. There is no scope for personal fulfilment. You work for your pay-check at the end of the month, full stop.
It's pointless to try to change the system. Opposing it simply makes it stronger.
What you do is pointless. You can be replaced from one day to the next by any cretin sitting next to you. So work as little as possible and spend time (not too much, if you can help it) cultivating your personal network so that you're untouchable when the next restructuring comes around.
You're not judged on merit, but on whether you look and sound the part. Speak lots of leaden jargon: people will suspect you have an inside track
Never accept a position of responsibility for any reason. You'll only have to work harder for what amounts to peanuts.
Make a beeline for the most useless positions, (research, strategy and business development), where it is impossible to assess your 'contribution to the wealth of the firm'. Avoid 'on the ground' operational roles like the plague.
Once you've found one of these plum jobs, never move. It is only the most exposed who get fired.
Learn to identify kindred spirits who, like you, believe the system is absurd through discreet signs (quirks in clothing, peculiar jokes, warm smiles).
Be nice to people on short-term contracts. They are the only people who do any real work.
Tell yourself that the absurd ideology underpinning this corporate bullshit cannot last for ever. It will go the same way as the dialectical materialism of the communist system. The problem is knowning when...
Source: Bonjour paresse (Hello Laziness)
If I could figure out how to post pics on this page I would have to have shown you what $20,000 dollars worth of gold rims and spoilers looks like on a 1998 ford festiva. All this just because I wanted a chicken pita.