Posts Tagged ‘feh’



November 28, 2012

I should have known better than to write about something involving guns, not on Daily Kos, because the resident mob of armchair warfighters is always on hand to defend guns, any laws making it easier to shoot guns or to shoot people with guns, etc. Hell, there were even jerks sounding off about loud music in cars and about how they’d like to empty a shotgun into the car just to make it quiet.

I guess they have no idea how foolish that sounds, considering that may be exactly what happened — loud music pissing off some ass with a gun, to the point that he makes up a threat and empties his gun into the car and then bolts. But it’s the internet, and anywhere there are unmoderated comments, there will be garbage. Thankfully I maintain comment moderation here.

The reason stories like this bother me is, first of all, death. As a skeptic I do not have the luxury of some promised higher justice or a paradise afterlife or any form of karmic compensation whatsoever. Crimes like this happen, folks are dead, and there’s no fixing it. Life is precious to me because it is finite. It has value because it is limited. Immortality is what devalues life. I suppose it may be the concept of the immortal soul that allows Americans to devalue the lives they do have.

And yes, Dave, devaluing my own life, neglecting my health, I understood that, it has been a conscious choice. I considered it a slow suicide, like smoking. A decision to enjoy a shorter life more, rather than enjoy a longer one less. In the end, it was not enjoying the life I had that helped me to stop doing some of the things I’d been doing. I get that. Even now I am measuring the possibilities of enjoying the time I have, burning out slower, longer, vs. burning out fast and hot. Better to burn out than to fade away, eh Kurgan?

Anyway, it shouldn’t surprise me that even on a site full of liberals like DK that there’s so much casual dismissal in favor of whatever pet concepts mean more to them. There’s so much misery to report, even I can’t pay attention to it all. I only have so much in the way of time, resources and emotion to invest in this horrible world, and at the end of the day I also want to enjoy myself, if only a little. I don’t try to justify it by demeaning it, though.

Although around election day, I did grow a bit resentful of just how many folks were giving me such good reasons to give them money. There was no way I could help them all, either.

Ah well. I guess I’m not as callous and detached as I may seem. These blathering fools ought to cure me of that notion, but they probably won’t. Caring about folks dying over loud music, dying in general, just seems normal to me. At times I have to question that sense of normalcy. At times society disgusts me. Just another day, nothing special going on here.

Yeah, I know. My fellow liberals make me get my hopes up…and I shouldn’t let them. Pleasant surprise is a state towards which I aspire.


I see dead people…er…angels.

July 12, 2012

Figures that when I find something interesting to blog about, it would be some more religious Huffington Post Fail. In this case it is an article from Lorna Byrne, an Irish mystic who sees guardian angels everywhere, and it is about responding to cynics.

Sounds like it was meant for me!

I understand that for some people it’s hard to believe that there could be such a thing as an angel, or even that I can see angels. I can’t prove the existence of angels, or that I see them. I wish I could. All I can do is tell you what I see and am told and then leave it up to you.

Well, basically for everyone who values credible evidence, yes. It is hard to believe. Of course, this sort of skepticism is characterized poorly, and when I visited her website I was implored to ‘put your disbelief to one side’. This is something I do for a work of fiction, to watch a ridiculous movie or play a fantastical game. This is not an ideal method for building the basic structure of one’s life.

It seems to me to be a terrible waste to have all this help on offer and not to use it. Why not suspend your cynicism.

What have you got you lose?

Good ol’ Pascal and his Wager again. Her conclusion in the HuffPo article is along the same lines. Remember, she’s asking us to simply accept what she sees and is told. Again, Byrne’s website is useful in finding out what she would have us do.

Be alert for any signs that the Angels might give you. A sign from the Angels, no matter how trivial it may seem at the time, can be a symbol of hope, lifting your heart and reminding you that you are not alone, no matter what may be happening in your life.

She then relates a story of a woman she taught, who then felt sure that a song that had gotten stuck in her head was actually an angelic revelation. The prescription here is exactly what I’ve seen before – ascribing special meaning to anything or everything as needed. I can still recall what happened to me after my trip to the hospital, the coma-dreams I endured, and the special meaning that I was encouraged to assign to them, by nearly everyone in my life.

After that, Byrne runs afoul of the problem of evil, as everyone who believes in such powerful and benevolent supernatural powers must confront. We’re such terrible bloody cynics, aren’t we, to bring up the little hiccup of why is the world so awful if it’s supposed to be so good?

The first question most cynics ask me is, “Where was the guardian angel when…” and will reel off some terrible atrocity.

The truth is that the guardian angels were there trying to avert the disaster or tragedy. God has given us all free will and no guardian angel can overstep this. Whenever any of us are doing wrong, our guardian angel is trying everything possible to stop us, but they cannot overstep the boundaries of free will. The hard truth is that evil exists — we can see the evidence of it all around us — and many people seem to find it easier to give into evil rather than to listen to their guardian angel and do the right thing.

This is her counter from HuffPo, and as seems appropriate for that venue, it’s an over-simplification. There are plenty of disasters and tragedies that have next to nothing to do with ‘free will.’ Take the Indian Ocean tsunami from 2004 (the day after Xmas, ouch!) that killed about a quarter of a million people. What’s to blame, mankind’s free will in choosing to live on the coast? Somebody trip and fall and cause the earthquake? Whatever guardian angels did to mitigate this disaster, sure didn’t add up to much.

So while Byrne believes in guardian angels that protect people in ‘miraculous’ saves – any improbable good is credited to angels – she tries to pawn off blame for the bad on us. On her own website, she has a little extra to offer about “accidents” like what’s pictured above.

So yes, people do die in accidents, but the Angels are there for them also, helping them to be peaceful and calm as they take them on their journey to the other world.

And to believe that, you have to believe that everyone dies peaceful and calm, thanks to the ephemeral reassurances of angels. I suspect that if anyone were around to document reality, it would not correspond to this pablum. But that’s the best that a believer can offer in cases like these. Life sucks and then you die, but it’ll be peaceful and oh, then there’s an ‘other world,’ too.

I wonder if she also buys into the typical xian afterlife of all wrongs being righted and such. Probably.

You are the most important person in the world to your guardian angel and it will do all it can to help you. But you need to play your part and listen to it, whatever way it communicates with you best; by signs, inspiration, gut feelings (including guilt) or comments from other people.

Anyway, this may be a new spin on the message but it’s an old message. The one with special knowledge, with powers only they can possess, nothing they can share with you. But they can tell you what to do. They’d like very much to do that. It’s wrapped in attractive notions about being special and everything being meaningful and all good in the end. Her beliefs suggest living one’s life to the full. But how does that work exactly, when the message is also one of accepting one’s lot, however ordinary, and finding special purpose in it somehow?

Easier to live it up when you’re the one who can see angels, I guess.


A quintessence of code

May 30, 2012

To stab, or not to stab…that is the question.

I haven’t written much about my SWTOR adventuring, and after pondering it (instead of writing) I think I finally know why. When I started blogging about WoW, I was really into it…speed leveling characters, maxing out an entire support group of alts for my main character, running dungeons and raiding nearly every free day to build a stronger toon, to see the content. Raiding seemed like the natural end of PvE gaming and I saw no reason not to play it to the hilt. Plus, I had years of WoW already played and a nice connection to my death knight; I didn’t just like playing him, I liked the death knight class, and the legacy of Warcraft gaming that I’d been part of for years.

Skip ahead to the future in SWTOR, and it’s just not there. I have had zero interest in speeding to level 50 on anything. All of the classes are fun, but none of them have dazzled me. I have found no community to be part of, not that I really tried. Flashpoint hard modes and operations nearly make me shudder. So in spite of maxing out a Scoundrel, being fairly close to maxing out an Operative, plus a few other classes I’ve tried…well, playing a Scoundrel and an Operative was a mistake, they’re just the same thing and at long last, I ended up not liking their style.

It’s unfortunate that the advanced classes can’t be changed, because every Scoundrel must pistol-whip you rather than shoot you with it, and every Operative must stab you repeatedly with knives rather than hang back and shoot whatever fancy rifle is hanging off his shoulder. And if I had gone the Sniper route, that would have been ok, but then I’d never get to shoot my friends in the face with kolto darts. And the lightsaber classes? Oddly enough, they seem to be the ones I am least interested in – kind of self-defeating, as I’m sure the devs spent the most time polishing them.

Anyway, I’m supposed to be online this evening, so off I go.

Maybe this would make it cooler…

It works on everything.



In which my rep, Raul Grijalva, makes me proud

May 26, 2012

…as usual. It has been a while since I blogged much of anything on account of the dust storms and the sinus infection that ensued. But today I made a little time to comment on my rep in Congress. I am lucky to have such a liberal sort as Grijalva. If I hadn’t been working I might have gone out on their door-to-door thing today, but alas, stuck at work.

So next best thing, took a few minutes to mention his stance against the proposed Rosemont Copper mine, which even his Democratic challengers support. Feh. They won’t get my vote with positions like that.


Republican-Sith crossover

January 10, 2012

I’m not saying that Darth Baras really is Karl Rove in Sith armor, but I couldn’t resist a little joke in my latest Daily Kos diary about Republican obstructionism. Wherein Chuck Grassley (R-Iowa) of the Senate is mulling over a push to block future presidential nominations for Obama making recess appointments while they were not in recess. Except that he has to wait until later in the month, when the senators return to Washington. But they’re not in recess. Absolutely not! Gaveling in for ~ one minute every few days counts!


Nasty and false!

October 28, 2011

That was the first comment on my latest DKos posting, about the pope. Not that the commenter had anything more to say…I think perhaps he just wanted to stifle discussion with the overt negativity.

Shouldn’t have bothered, really. Most of my diaries/posts don’t garner much attention, although one of them inexplicably did. I credit that one to a slow day.

Anyway, just another rant about a believer employing the ‘atheists caused Hitler!’ argument and thus, pulling a Godwin. After reading about the pope doing it and then some others doing it through an article on Pharyngula, I couldn’t resist the urge to counter.


DKos vacation

September 11, 2011

My latest posting on Daily Kos is about taking a break, ironically. The purge (of black folks) didn’t go so well as advertised. Since I’m not there, but here (where even fewer read what I write!) I think I can safely say that the P.O.P. (pissed off progressives) were making their lists, and checking them twice, and when Markos announced open season a bunch of saved-up info got handed over. They are always the ones demanding evidence for every accusation. I am sure some of them spent the time gathering data, and so one flaming progressive ass got the boot while a bunch of the BKos community either got the boot or got their privileges yanked. It would be about privilege.


And to think, I still consider myself a critic! I hardly have to write diaries/posts about it, though. When it comes to the negative waves on DK, there is plenty to go around. Ah well. A week off suits me fine.