When you read some of the reactions from audiences and just common yokels to an event that they witnessed you realize there is too much pent up angst. They have too much invested in that one thing it would appear to react in a way that seems irrational to a rational human.
As an example people going up in ire regarding what one Country (style of cooking involving copious amounts of sugary and sticky and meaty portions) Cook (aka Chef in haute parlance) peddles on prime time TV and then turns around and makes a quick buck selling diabetes meds. Certain in the consuming public went ballistic calling her all sorts of names.
Hey - whats to get twisted about? She could sell condoms and thongs for all you care (that would be a sight to watch since she is getting up there in age and girth). How is it anyone's business to decide how qualified she may be or whether she is being hypocritical. If you are buying what she is selling you are the numbnut not her.
Same with a recent qualifying football (American kind) match and one of the fan's (really) reaction about a receiver who fumbled the ball costing the team a shot at the NFL Super Bowl. He commented about the player deserving to be killed along with his family. Now can a loss in a game translate into death of the fumblee and by extension his family? I mean really - there are 100s of convicted rapists and violent criminals eating 3 squares a day on our tax dollar today in the correctional system (that is an irony right there - are we correcting what cannot be corrected?) and someone wants to nuke a ball player?
I think the human race is 'losing it' one cretin at a time and really deserves to do a sanity check before its too late...
Watched a revealing flick last night that sort of satirically highlights this same point - directed by Woody Allen and starring Larry David its a hilarious attempt to show all that is inane and repetitve in this world but that we need to make the most of it ...was titled 'Whatever Works'.
Here is another essay on the subject of first names. As in birth names. Or names provided to an offspring at birth. While the developed world tends to shy away from the exotic like Refrigerator or Coca Cola for their new production there is a plethora of Jims and Johns and Bobs or Robs. Speaking of which I do not think there is a categoric decision point at the time of birth if a child will be hereafter called as Bob. I mean have not yet met a toddler called Bob or Rob for that matter. At some point though the parental instinct to mouth out multiple syllables runs out and they switch from calling the crawler Robert to simply Robbie to Rob. Now speaking of - it is strange that the name sounds like something you would not want Rob to do - i.e. Rob anyone. Then why call someone that? After all Rob Peter to Pay Paul is not exactly a maxim to live a young life? Is it? Perhaps Peter or Paul might want to have a say in it? Then there is this matter of going to the John. Why degrad...
Woody Allen's pretty good at this sort of stuff. Was just reading portions of his 'Side Effects', a bunch of hilarious (or side-splitting) essays on all sorts of things.
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