Thursday, October 17, 2013

Social Media Made Me Do It.

The idiots that run the US government have reached (a pathetically nearsighted) financial agreement.

Can I now go back to reading posts about cute animals, sports team rivalries, sexist comments from all sides, thoughtless exploits, the rightness of one religion or philosophy over all others, friends who compliment instead of speak their minds, and activists who lash out at the world because like the rest of us, they're both angry and too afraid to change themselves?  Can I go back to the disheartening noise?  Can I go back to ignoring suffering because it's neither fashionable nor palatable?  Well wishers, platform pontificators, copy cats, alliteratively amused, and those who mimic Janus: good luck.

The dichotomy of wanting to be left out of the racket but needing social interaction is obnoxious like the inconvenient reality that torture is used to get intelligence information to avoid more pain than it causes.  You want to stop drilling through his hand, the inconsolably wrenching screams having root in his own choice of association, pressing through vein and bone, but you need to save those poor children.  It's not what you signed up for, but it's where you are.  Perhaps use a larger bit?

In a conceivably related thought:


It has been said that insanity is expecting different results from the same action, but I believe it is also true that expecting different results from the same set of principles is no different.  But, no action is truly repeatable, and so no principle can be applied twice in exactly the same manner, so carry on.

QotD: "The world is not a wish granting factory."  -  The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
HotD: http://xkcd.com/1267/, but the relevance isn't there, only the irony.

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