Sunday, August 26, 2007

Survival of the Dumbest

The human race is killing our planet. It's not a new thought, but it bears repeating. We simply don't seem to be able to control our urge to populate...and we dread the thought of death. We will keep ourselves alive, at any cost. Modern medicine is a multi-billion dollar industry in the United States alone.

Evolution has brought about one undeniable fact. The Earth can only be home to so many of each species. Over the millennia, species have evolved, thrived and died out, making way for new species. The evolution of man has completely unraveled what Mother Nature has been doing for millions of years.

Has anyone ever heard of the dinosaurs?

Way back when, the mentally and physically handicapped would have perished at childhood. The blind and deaf would not have lived long enough to grow up and give birth to yet another generation of blind and deaf. Children with autism, schizophrenia and bi-polar disorder would have been outcasts, if they survived at all.

Women have always out-populated men on the global scale. But now, with the advances of modern medicine, some countries are seeing as much as a 10 to 1 ratio of women to men. Why? Because in the past, a large percentage of the female population died in childbirth.

Then, of course, there are the “extremists”. You know, the people who put their lives at risk all for a cheap thrill? The “X Games”, "Jackass" or Nascar. I don’t understand why it becomes such a “tragedy” when one of these losers actually bites it. I’m sorry, but if you’re dumb enough to try it, then I’m willing to call it “population control”.

Terrorists, mass murderers and arsonists are all protected by our “laws”. Yet, in some strange way, I feel that these people are a by-product of man's inability to keep the population at a reasonable percentage of the Earth‘s ability to provide. They are some wacky spin-off of evolution, trying to keep the herd from becoming too much of a burden on the ecosystem. Not that they deserve my pity. But how many times have you heard of a pig killing another pig? Or a dolphin killing another dolphin? Yet these two species are presumed to be closest in mental capacity to humans.

People didn’t used to live to be 100. Plagues killed millions. And I haven’t even touched on the idea that war itself may be a subconscious human catalyst to thin the herd.

Call me insensitive if you must, but think about it.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Name of the game

O.K., it's no secret that I hate almost all rap and hip-hop music. It's beyond tasteless, and requires about as much talent as you acheive by the third grade. If you've got a beat-box, a Casio keyboard and a thesaurus you can be famous. And these "artists" are demi-gods in their own little world, covering themselves in "bling", living in huge mansions (oh, I'm sorry "cribs") that they decorate with cheesy crap, and drive around in expensive cars that the rest of us who actually work for a living could only dream of owning...and they own 10. If these people had any REAL talent I'd eat my words...but they don't. They are products of some mass-produced money machine, and most will live out their days as one-hit wonders at best. As if their "music" wasn't painful enough (See Missy Elliot's train-wreck "Get your freak on", where the same 3 notes are played continually...over, and over again throughout the entire song. Holla!) they have to subject us to the most ridiculous names...

Below is an actual advertisement I found for an upcoming "concert".

"Featuring Printz Board and Tim Izo Orindgreff. Guest artists apl.de.ap and Tabloo."

Seriously?