Thoughts on Everything

Last night, I procured a bowl of soup and a free tuna sandwich at the sandwich shop in Kahala. Subsequently, I walked next door (with the food) to the fast food joint and purchased a "value" menu yogurt parfait. I then consumed the entire meal in the dining room of the fast food joint.

A few minutes into the dinner extravaganza, I espied Reggie, the confirmed derelict, sitting at a table nearby. He had brought some kind of canned food with him. He was eating its contents straight out of the can. A cup of water and a plastic spoon was courtesy the fast food joint. Of course, I am not ridiculing Reggie for eating canned food. I spent years eating mostly canned food, and now possibly suffering from endocrine disruption due to the plastic-lined cans. But, I digress.

Typical Vortex Hottie

There is now a whole class of people like Reggie. Most of them are homeless, but quite a few are not. They have no future. Why? As the empire moves rapidly to an oligopolistic state, there will be few "winners" and myriad losers. The ranks of losers is already swelling, but its numbers are sure to continue increasing. I, myself, am gradually being sucked into the vortex.

In the meantime, I continue to remain vigilant and resistant to the temptations that can rapidly reduce me to a Reggie-like life-style. Yet, how will I manage as I become a decrepit (and helpless) senior citizen? Who or what will protect me from a decaying society?

Mike Ruppert, author of the book, "Crossing the Rubicon," committed suicide earlier this week. "Rubicon" was one of the first books that got me started on a multi-year research project that delved into current affairs, conspiracy theories, politics, economics, finance, religion, world history, cosmology, quantum physics, genetics, evolution, and so forth. Wayne Madsen has composed the best eulogy (posted on the Intrepid Report site).

I have been viewing a few mainstream flicks via bit-torrent downloads. What a wasteland! Even in a state of extreme boredom, I can barely entertain myself with most of the fodder. Yet, most people seem to be addicted to flicks and pathetic tube programs. I can safely say that hurdy-gurdy videos (read: "pr0n") are so much better ... well, as long as the Vienna Sausage is still functional. I take that back. Most of the hurdy-gurdy videos are pretty bad (i.e., poor video quality, bad editing, horrendous camera work) as well. About one in a hundred video clips is a "keeper."

In my day-to-day observations, I have found that a good majority of people are spending a lot of time staring at small rectangular screens (i.e., "smartphones," computers, tablet computers, portable game consoles). Then, at home (if they have a place of residence), they spend lots of time staring at a big rectangular screen. There just isn't much quality content. So, why waste time on that crap? Seems that our lives are becoming so rote, so mundane, that we need to escape to a virtual world of excitement. Of course, what can we expect in an oligopolistic state?

My observations have also focused on the myriad senior citizens in my vicinity. I see the everywhere ... on the bus, at the various dens of consumerism (read: shopping malls), at the gym, at the various fast food joints. Senior citizenry is not "golden." Rather, it is a "living hell," what with the decrepitude and all. Yet, people continue to reproduce in insane numbers. Everyone must grow old, become decrepit, and face the horror of death. The curse of consciousness plagues all humans. It is best for the human species to go extinct.

"Vlogging" (i.e., video "blogging") is apparently the latest trend. From what I am to understand, the "vlog" has already displaced the traditional "blog." Unfortunately, the ol' lavahead will not be moving to the "vlog" format. Instead, his "blog" will slowly fade into oblivion. Thank you very much.

Slob Manor (Read: Rental Housing) Mini-Update®
The 31-year-old "chef" appears to have acquired a small financial fortune. His rent payment, yoga studio membership, and pure organic groceries amount to far more than he earns per month as a substitute teacher. There is no doubt that his parents have paid off his $50,000 student loan debt in full and have given him additional spending money. Incidentally, that's why the fucktard has to do a load of laundry every day. He's washing his one-and-only yoga outfit. So, what is the fool really up to?