Sunday, September 14, 2014

Losers

Losers. I am around them nearly every minute of my life. I am trying not to be derogatory. I am one of them. For the purpose of definition, losers comprise nearly all of the "ninety-nine percent" demographic, at least here in empire. Finance, intelligence, education, personality and temperament, ethnicity (term used loosely), propensity toward ignorance, and physical attributes are criteria that determine "loser" (as well as position in the "loser" hierarchy) or "winner" status.

Typical Upper Echelon Hottie
When I state that I am around losers all the time, I am referring to the base level of losers. In the other words, the lowest of the lowest. Being around and interacting with losers has a profound effect on the psyche. Eventually, there is a blurring of self and environment. That is what has occurred with me. I am moving from the mid-upper echelon of losers to the base rank-and-file (i.e., homeless, destitute, dereliction). Why else would I have relegated myself to move to the Chinatown dormitory?

Typical Cleansed Hottie
With that said, I observed Reggie, confirmed derelict, at the of consumerism (read: shopping mall) in Kahala this evening. I was sitting in the dining area of the miniature food court. Reggie sat at the next table. He seemed to have scrounged morsels of food from a couple of eating establishments. I was eating a Subway® sandwich. Yes, I have officially ended the "cleansing" diet. But, I digress.

Reggie symbolizes the base rank-and-file. He is in his forties now. He will spend the rest of his life as a derelict in squalor. There are many, many more people just like Reggie on the island. No future. Living hand-to-mouth, so to speak.

We can move up the ranks of losers. Another strata is the demographic of bus passengers. Minimum wage slaves. No ownership of automobiles. Immigrants, legal and illegal. Ex-convicts. Poor, often uneducated, and arrogant. Yet another strata is the more affluent wage slave. More money, more possessions. Educated, but often stupid and arrogant. Can they all not see that they are no better than Reggie? Yet, they despise Reggie, or ignore him as if he were non-existent.

Sonmi-451 From "Cloud Atlas"
"Our lives are not our own. From womb to tomb, we are bound to others. Past and present. And by each crime and every kindness, we birth our future," sayeth Sonmi-451 (from the flick, "Cloud Atlas").

Ol' Lavahead Mini-Update®
Although the "cleansing" diet has officially ended, there are new and stringent requirements in effect. Although I have returned to the usual eating establishments, I cannot choose freely from the menu. High saturated fat, high cholesteral, and high sodium content must be avoided.

Surveillance Mini-Update®
I spoke too soon. The Google® surveillance robot is back with a vengeance. The "blog" is on the "terrorist" watchlist again. I will have to deploy the "Booyah!" countermeasures once again. Baha! Ha! Ha! Haaa!

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