For those of you who need Inspiration to liberate yourselves:
“The surest way to corrupt a youth is to instruct him to hold in higher esteem those who think alike than those who think differently.” – Friedrich Nietzsche
Main stream musicians are modern-day jesters. Nothing more.
Do you think anyone envied the jester and his duty to embarrass himself? They were forced to look like idiots and act foolishly for laughs.
So why are so many people idolizing these “stars”? Yeah, they’re entertaining, but not in a respectable sense. At what point do we draw the line between entertainment and our own self respect?
Your life is worth so much more than what you’ve been made to believe. So break free from the cycle. Break free from the chains of conformity and reunite yourself with your true identity. Your individuality is what makes you beautiful, so embrace it.
There’s one question that seems to be on everyone’s mind: “Who invited Donald Trump?”
The answer is you.
I know it’s probably not what you wanted to hear — especially if you found this article in hopes of adding more fuel to your fire. Regardless of the reason, the fact remains the same: Americans wanted an honest politician — they got one.
Continue reading “Donald Trump: The Politician You Don’t Remember Asking For”
Warning: This article contains foul language and sarcastic remarks; and is strongly opinionated…
So, in my recent time off from blogging, I decided to get a job (yes, its supposed to be a joke. Ha Ha).
Yeah, I did the whole craigslist thing, knowing damn well what I was getting myself in to. That being said, I have no legitimate excuse, as to why I’m feeling like complete crap right now. But hey, I’m an emotional guy I guess. Anyways, I digress.
I begged my wife to let me choose a job in a field I would be more comfortable in (i.e web design, programming, computer anything), but she insisted in restaurants because: “We have a baby…we need extra income” and “…it’s something you know how to do.” Instead of giving her shit for it, I looked in the restaurant sections of craigslist aka “the dark-side of craigslist”. I have years of experience behind a bar and on the floor as a server so, *sniff* why the hell not?
Continue reading “Why I hate people; The Filling Station Fiasco”