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Since I was old enough to string two words together I've had a talent for writing. Not speaking so much, but given adequate time to think and an open word document I've always been good at expressing my thoughts, feelings, views, and painting a rather vivid picture for anyone who read my work. Over the years I spent my time developing these skills mostly through poetry and short stories, entering various contests and winning a good deal of them. My English teachers encouraged me and my family gave me ample support to perfect my talent. Yet as with anyone blessed with any sort of skill I felt like it was squandered. Our inadequate school system here in America attempted to cage the skills I had worked so hard to learn. To force it into a small box that better suited their desires and needs for sheep like conformity rather then diversity and creativity. There was a plan, a structure, a format and anything outside of it was wrong, wrong, wrong! A slap on the hand for anyone who dared to say otherwise. Few of my teachers struggled and fought to help me, and others like me, from folding over with the pressure. From inside their own little boxes ( for the students are not the only victims of public schools herd like mentality ) they would push us and provide us with whatever resources they could scavenge to remove the poison slowly being injected into our thinking processes. Unfortunately for me it wasn't enough. Through my own cowardice, self defeat, and ignorance I drove myself to my own destruction and allowed the poison to control me. I lay down in my nice little cage and let them close the latch effectively killing my ability and desire to write. But that was then, and this is now, and I'm tired of the slob that I've allowed myself to become. I'm ready to break out of this cage and regain what I once had. My hope is that with this blog I may practice my rusty skills and regain what I allowed to be taken from me. |
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The anonymity of the internet has become one of our greatest tools for the expression of unpopular opinions and allowing us the freedom to express ourselves without fear of persecution from those who would wish to cause us unfounded harm. Yet as with everything that humans do indulgence is taken into excess and excess soon turns into ignorance. Ignorance that believing just because we are hidden in the shadows that human decency and civility should be thrown out the window forgotten as we tear to pieces those we feel deserving of our scorn. I can not even begin to describe the ugly scene that major forum, chat, and video sites have become because of the sheer number and stupidity of its users. They are indiscriminate of their prey. Ravenously they sink their teeth into anything that moves caring little one way or another for how it would taste. Anything from innocent children who never had the opportunity to alter their circumstances and should be helped and held up so that they may flourish into productive and maybe even exceptional members of society to fellow fools and idiots who deserved the misfortune that has come upon them and the scorn that they are presented with. It is ludicrous to treat the performer who injuries himself in his act the same as one would treat the fool who became injured trying to break into another's home. Yet this is exactly what is happening and it is far beyond sickening. Their attacks and jeers are not even executed in a graceful manner. I can say there is nothing more amazing then watching a natural predator hunt down and kill his prey. I'm particularly fond of the skill and efficiency used by piranha while taking down their food. Yet seeing these internet junkies there is no vicious beauty in their words nor grace in their insults. Children could be far more cruel, and execute that cruelty far better then most of these hacks. If these fools were to be ripped from their shadows, torn from the safety of their anonymity, I would love to see how long they would last against a being who truly knew how to break a persons soul. For without those shadows these people would be nothing more then rotten husks, yipping dogs trying to puff themselves up to look bigger then they actually are. They are the true beings in our society that need to be brought down and ripped out as if nothing more then a disease. |
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Mood: agitated Currently Reading: Lord of the Flies ( ISBN: 0-571-05686-5 ): Playing on Youtube |