Drone Couriers

Today it was announced the online company, Amazon, is testing their delivery drones in the province I live in.  They are doing it here instead of in America because of all the U.S. Federal Aviation rules.  Some say that it will never work and others are saying it’s just a ploy for publicity.

Why can’t it work?  I hear and read things like, people will shoot them down or people will steal them or they will crash into things.  People can shoot anything or anyone.  Maybe drones will be more fun to shoot but attach a prison sentence or a huge fine and people won’t do anything.

If you think you’re going to be able to steal a drone and get away with it then your mind is stuck in the 60’s.  It’s not like it’s a secret that video cameras and GPS can be attached to anything.  They have self-driving cars that are pretty safe already so the technology is there for drones to be just as safe.

I’m still baffled by how eBay was successful but that just goes to show you.  The idea that you pay money to someone that you don’t know who lives 1000 miles away from you, hoping that they will mail you an item just as described sounded preposterous and it still does.  To me, it still makes as much sense as how we automatically wake up every morning.  I don’t know how it works but I just know it does.

Whenever an idea is introduced that is so different from what we’re used to, we always say it’s not going to work.  Sometimes it’s us being pessimistic or short sighted and other times it’s us not wanting our existence to be so radically different than what it presently is.  By now, we should realize that anything is possible.

These drone couriers won’t be happening for quite a long time if at all but the possibility is already half way there.


You Hate Your Job

Most of you probably went to work today.  I hate the life of working a typical job.  I also hate it when people say they love their jobs.  Liars.  Saying you love your job is like smokers saying they like the taste of cigarettes.  I don’t think any smoker ever wishes their steak to taste like tar.

You love your job because it allows you to get up in the morning when you don’t want to, join the rush hour commute with a bunch of other sorry saps, to get to a place that holds you prisoner for at least 8 hours.  Weeeeeeeee!

The fact that you’re doing anything for 8 hours is already a dead give away that you hate your job because no one does anything for 8 hours a day and enjoys it.  Name me one thing in your whole life that you have done for 8 hours straight in one day.  One thing.  Even if you can, you for damn sure didn’t do it for 5 days a week for 40 years.
Take your favourite thing to do in life and you would hate the fuck out of it if you had to do it for 8 hours a day… movies, reading, eating, singing, farting, singing with your farts…whatever.   You think your job is more enjoyable than bowling?  No way!  You might only like your job compared to the rest of the jobs that are available to you.  You probably don’t like your job more than pizza but if you had to eat pizza every day for lunch and dinner, you would hate pizza in about a week, and you probably love pizza.

So how do you get out of it?  You can’t.  Not for long anyway.  The new thing people are doing is stress leave.  Saying you’re messed in the head to get time off work is less painful than getting your dog to bite you in the balls.  I’m ahhh…depressed…umm..I got anxiety..umm…I hear voices.  Give me some time off.  They might make you go see some kind of shrink but then you will get some time off.  Sooner or later though you got to go back.  Unless if you take it a step further.  My plan would be to walk into the shrink’s office and pull down my pants to convince them that I’m really messed up.  So…do you think I’m ready to go back to work?

Joining ISIS

Once in a while you will hear of a story about how some white person from a wealthy nation decided to drop the western way of life and join an Islamic terrorist group.  This kind of person sounds like a crazy person to most people.  We often define ‘crazy’ as something that we could never imagine ourselves doing.  We also use ‘crazy’ negatively to feel a position of righteousness.  The news people will list off the reasons on why someone from an industrialized developed country would be attracted to such a life.  It’s humbling to realize that what you once thought was extremely crazy is now understandable.  Shit, that’s how I feel.

– Losing your way
– No desire to live the typical western way of life
– No one to care for
– Lack of purpose
– Loss of identity

Something like that anyway.  I like what ISIS and their other branches have to offer but I just can’t get behind what they believe.  As much as I am searching for a purpose and want 63 or however many virgins, I think I’m too rational to be that extreme.  I wouldn’t have even thought of the idea of joining ISIS if the motorcycle gangs offered membership to non-whites.  I guess the Islamic extremists are more evolved than those hog riding hairy chested whiteboys.  Whatever.  I’m too much of a runt and pussy to ride with them anyway.  I’m sure a prerequisite is to be able to drink a 6 pack in 2 hours which I can’t do.  Plus it’s very doubtful that there are any virgins available.

I like the brotherhood and code that was depicted in the show Sons of Anarchy.  Everything and everyone took a backseat to the club.  Without the loyalty and code, everyone is just out for themselves no matter what they would have you believe.  I’d start an Asian motorcycle club but it would be so laughable.  No one is going to respect a bunch of guys whose feet dangle in the air when trying to mount their motorcycle.


Why People Treat You Like Crap

We go through life living by beliefs that make no sense aside from the idea that it is acceptable or worshiped by the people we associate with.  People can be predictable like machines.  If we know their limitations, we have an idea of what we can demand and get away with.

If your boss tells you to work longer and harder than you think is fair, chances are you are going to do it anyway.  Your boss knows there are limits they cannot cross but they also know how far they can probably push it.  People treat people like this in every type of situation.

Most of us are regularly associated with some group or at least someone.  If you have known each other long enough, you have an idea of how much that person values you and what other options they have besides you.  People will also get an idea of what you believe and will use that against you in certain circumstances.

You will often hear people tell you about how they don’t want to do something but they have to because it is for their brother, friends or mother.  That is not really a reason but most times that is all that has to be said for people to understand.   See, your brother, friend or mother know this too.  They predict and expect that you will act a certain way because of your beliefs and your available options.

Often the idea is, if people think that you will not leave whatever it is that you are part of then they will take advantage of that.  Sometimes they don’t even care if you leave so they will take advantage of that.  Either way, they don’t really care about you.  Even if you do leave, their dogmatic beliefs will often have them think that you will eventually come crawling back.

People hope to get away with doing as little as possible when it comes to maintaining any kind of relationship.  Tell your boss you are going to quit, and they will offer you more.  Tell your boyfriend or girlfriend you are going to leave them, and they will promise they will change.  Just like natural resources, you will be more valuable if your scarcity is a true possibility.  We shit on drinking water because we think it will always be there.  Once it is in short supply it becomes liquid gold.

You do not have to give any part of your life to anyone just because you are connected by some label that holds cultural significance.  Sharing DNA or a past isn’t enough reason for anyone to own you.  You do not have to be a slave to anyone unless you choose to be.

The best people in life are the ones that can get away with treating you unfairly but do the opposite.

No One Wants Your Kid

If you think about it, why would any stranger want your kid?  It is not like stealing a car that can get you to places, assist in a crime, and then you can just ditch it on the side of the road.  Kids don’t do anything except eat, shit and make noise.  They are like heavy dumbbells that can walk and talk.  People like to steal things that have some kind of worth like gold, money, pineapples, clothes.

Police statistics show 25 children of the 46,718 reported missing in 2011 listed as “abducted by stranger.”

However, the definition of stranger for these numbers includes anyone who is not a parent. In other words it could be a relative, a friend of the family, a babysitter or someone unknown to the family or victim.

RCMP’s National Missing Children Services, studied the 90 stranger abduction missing child reports that had been entered into the national police database in 2000 and 2001. They found just two of those children had been abducted by someone other than a relative or a close family friend.

(Canadian Statistics)

That is how delusional our society is with how we view children.  We think of them as precious little diamonds that everyone would want because they shimmer and sparkle.  But the real truth is that no one wants your kid.  You barely want your kid sometimes and most likely they were conceived by accident in the first place which made that orgasm very very expensive.

If you want to keep your kid safe, the better game plan is to keep them away from you because a child is way more likely to suffer abuse or murder from their parents than being abducted or killed by a stranger.   Almost anything is more likely to happen than your kid being abducted by a stranger.  Little Mikey will probably make it home after school unless of course he gets hit by a car.

Living Life

The mindset of many is to live life by grabbing it by the balls.  Live to the fullest and tell an amazing story full of tales to be envied.  Instead of grabbing life by the balls, most of the time I have pinched it by the pubic hairs.  On one end of the spectrum is enjoyment and on the other is security.  The more you gravitate to one end the more the other end eludes you.

We all have our rationalizations when it comes to our philosophies on how to live life.  As rational as they might be, it doesn’t always feel right especially in hindsight.  I used to think oddly of people who blew their entire paycheque several days before their next one.  To me, it was silly to constantly put yourself in that kind of position but after some reanalyzing I realize the idea was to chase everything life had to offer when it was offering it.

I guess you can say I have regrets in that department of life but I also know there was no way anyone was going to dramatically change my way of living at that time.  It would have taken a very inspiring and intelligent person to do so.  Looking back, I wasn’t really trying to live life but instead I was putting most of my energy into surviving it.  Although I succeeded for the most part, it made for a duller existence.

With two opposite ends of a spectrum, our ultimate goal is to have a perfect balance but there is no such thing because nothing is perfect.  We are lucky to dance around the middle but most of us slide too much towards one end. Enjoyment is an idea that one explores when the feeling of security has been met.  On this side of the world that is the general feeling for most.

Perhaps the grass just seems greener on the other side.  I do believe though that I could have easily made my side much greener by taking a page out of the book that most people lived by.  With all decisions though, we never have any idea that we made the correct one until it all plays out.

My recent philosophy for life is to do what you want to do and if it doesn’t work out then you can always kill yourself.  This philosophy is probably more aligned with our natural way of living except something or someone would do the killing for us.  We didn’t always have the resources available to make it so difficult to die.  Life was much shorter and we knew it.  Now we go about our lives formulating some miserable 40 year plan that will ensure us a comfortable wrinkly existence.


Bombarded by Entertainment

In my teens and in my 20’s, I would be more than happy to be occupied by TV shows and movies for an entire day. They say to cherish time especially in your youth but most of the time my goal was to kill it.  ‘Back in my day,’ there wasn’t endless amounts of entertainment available from the internet.  You would have to purchase entertainment or if you were lucky enough, borrow it from someone.  Weekend, daytime and late night television sucked.  Three hours with nothing to adequately entertain you at home was painful.   As a teenager, if I was bored and daring enough I would turn on the the TV at 1 am to look for scrambled soft porn.

Today is the opposite of those times.  There’s too much content that much of it gets overlooked even if it’s decent material.  Producers of content for have to satisfy what, who and how long in this market that is now owned by the consumer.  I’m not going to watch anything that is 10 minutes long on youtube unless if it really interests me.  I would have killed for an endless variety of 10 minute mediocre videos in 1995.

Teenagers today are watching free endless amounts of videos of 2 guys putting their penises in some poor girl.  No wonder why every kid wants a set of nice headphones for Christmas.  I don’t know what kind of porn they are going to need in 10 years to be turned on.  I’m sure it will be extremely cruel and disgusting.  I was overjoyed at 15 years old to be watching Baywatch lifeguards running across the beach.  I only got to watch the scene once so I had to be in the moment.  There’s so much entertainment content accessible at any time that it’s just not that high on the priority list no more.  The excitement and anticipation is gone.

When I’m scrolling around a website for local news, the headline has to be pretty sickening for me to click on it.  Someone getting murdered by gunshot just doesn’t cut it no more.  It needs to be 3 people killed with cucumbers stuck up their butts for me to read on.  Scarcity will always dictate the value of anything.

Our culture tells us to feel bad for spending hours each day in front of the many types of screens available to us.  It’s kind of silly because in order to keep the economy going they want us to spend money on things we don’t need but criticize us for doing so and indulging in it.  The idea is that a lack of self-control is a main ingredient for our failures.  It might be true but you cannot fault a drug addict for never getting clean when it’s raining pills and cocaine everywhere they go.

Laying in bed right now eating potato chips, drinking wine and streaming internet content.  It’s a cocktail of satisfaction, guilt and an unrewarding feeling but I will likely be asking the bartender to keep them coming.  Oh look, it seems to be raining outside.  Hold the guilt for the next round please.



Being Nice is Complicated

When someone isn’t very nice we label them as ‘not nice’ or a ‘dickhead.’  I’m sure ‘nice’ has a different meaning depending who you associate with and where you are from.  We have words for people who are not very nice and some of them are, hey, that’s not very nice.  If they are not ashamed by that comment then there is always, you’re a big meanie.

The reason why some people are hardly ever nice is because they do not get anything out of it.  When I say ‘anything’ I am not talking about money or a consumer item.  I am talking about absolutely nothing, meaning no warm feeling inside their hearts, no fear of feeling guilty, nothing.  It is easy for these types of people to go along life without ever thinking about doing the nice thing.  To them, being a dickhead is like breathing…they do it with ease.

Most people are normal nice.  They will push your vehicle out of the snow if they happen to be there but if they can get away without doing it without looking like a dickhead then they will.  Many people will not do the nice thing if they can easily rationalize that they do not have to.

Normal nice people think really nice people are suckers.  They look at them like over-tippers at a restaurant.  Why do you want to be so nice?  When normal or sub-par nice people are offered some sort of nice gesture from someone they will take it from them but will think they are silly.

It is really difficult to tell sometimes if someone is actually being nice or if they are just trying to soothe their guilty conscience or they do not want people thinking they are an asshole or they are just too scared to say no.  The purest form of nice is doing something to make someone’s life better even by just a little when there is no obligation at all in any form, but any kind of nice is better than none.

Being nice is like an art.  If you are too nice your own life will suffer.  Sometimes you will be conflicted whether to be nice or not.   If you are not nice enough people will not like you unless if you have something else to offer.  You also cannot expect people to be nice to you back because most of them will feel that they do not owe you a thing.

The Happiness Expectation

Much of what disappoints us is due to the expectations that we have installed into our brains.  If you live in a rich enough country, quite often it’s never enough.  In many places in the world, surviving is the only goal.  In developed nations the ever elusive state of eternal happiness is the end game.  If you can’t have it then you will at least fake it. Take your pill in the morning and smile in front of everybody.  When your smile can’t be seen in real time then you leave pictures on the internet for everyone to be fooled into thinking that everything is just the way it appears.  You’re petting a koala bear in Australia, smiling in front of the Eiffel Tower and just about to devour a perfectly arranged plate of food from Chez Somewhere.

Throughout history people have suffered compared to us for our current species to be where we are today.  We look back and feel sorry for those people who were taken to their physical and mental limits just to live another day.  Maybe one day they will read about us and pity us for our futile methods of trying to achieve happiness.   They’ll laugh that we popped pills, got married, had kids, worked boring jobs and tweeted inspirational quotes.

Perhaps this blissful happiness for the majority of us can really exist.  It’s only recently that we have not feared for our survival.  Progress is slow for mankind and we may be the beta version of happiness.  Our current efforts to reach happiness is like the first wheel made out of wood attempting to accomplish what a Z-rated rubber tire mounted on an aluminum wheel can do.


Comfortably Motivated

The opportunity to accomplish more in life is almost always there.  I had plans to wake up in the morning and do some physical exercises but when it came time to execute, what I planned to do and what I felt like doing were at a standoff.

The question that is always silently running in your brain is why?  You can come up with many answers but there needs to be one that convinces you that you need to take action.  If you do anything in life it will probably be better for you but that’s not enough.  I can spend my time trying to be the best water polo player but why?  It’s better than doing nothing but that’s not good enough.

Water polo might not be such a great example.  I think a better example is taking care of your health.  It would seem like a no-brainer that health should be paramount but judging by our actions it would appear that most of us aren’t scared of death.

The reasoning behind the negative actions we indulge in are many.  I’ll stop soon, it’s not that bad, my grandfather smoked and lived to his 90’s, etc.  Even if you do try to take care of yourself you could do more but why?  What is it that health is going to get you?  No one really asks themselves that question but that is the question that is silently running in their head.  I think subconsciously people don’t want to live that badly.  We do the things we need to do because we don’t want to suffer in the near future.  We say we want to live long but that’s possibly just the fear of death speaking.

Not wanting to suffer is the main goal.  This is why we work our jobs and do nothing more to try and positively benefit our lives.  We come home and the goal is to ward off boredom.  Sure, there are people who go to the gym after work but those 20 people in that gym are a small number compared to the 1000 people in that neighborhood.  Everyone else is sitting on their fat asses drinking beer, watching TV and littering their couch cushions with potato chip crumbs.

I could get better at this, learn to do that but if I can’t mostly guarantee myself a worth while result then it’s not likely I will do anything.  Yes I know that I will be thankful that I did accomplish something and maybe something else will come out of it but to be motivated from the unknown is a hard feat especially when the alternative requires nothing at all.

Passion, fear and ego are the engines that power our endeavours.  It does not require much power to coast along a flat dry road.  It might not be fun but the only effort required is to not veer off course.

I did end up doing physical exercise although reluctantly.  Of course I am glad I did and I intend to do it regularly but it won’t take much to convince me to put it off.  We’re built to gravitate to comfort and to conserve calories for only the worth while activities.  Before your body does anything you need to sell the idea to your brain and make it sign a contract.