<Oct. 30.12.> Just for the record, I wanted to post this yesterday, before the ‘Ask Arnie’ item came up & grabbed me. Also just for the record, for every item I post here, there are probably 3 more waiting in notebooks or knapsacks for me to get around to typing/tidying up & posting. It’s a busy life!?
Well then…on to morons, oxymorons & life in 3-D.
Some days, some times, in some circumstances, one feels positively surrounded by … dare I say it? … morons. People who seem incapable of seeing the forest for the trees – people who seem to think trees are just there to look sorta nice until it’s time to cut them down so we can have a better view – or more paper to wipe our noses & behinds with.
A woman I know who taught 1000s of students over many decades in her lifetime – a woman who was herself fiercely feisty & intelligent – once admitted that we appear to be becoming stupider (my word; she probably politely said “less intelligent”).
Well. This is probably so self-evident, I suppose I am a bit of a moron myself for even mentioning it.
Not the sharpest knife in the drawer. Not the sharpest pencil in the box. Not the brightest light in the harbour. Sometimes, the porch light’s on, but nobody’s home…eh? As they say.
So yes, perhaps I too am a few sandwiches short of a picnic. A few bricks short of a load.
I guess we are all increasingly moronic. Increasingly insane. (Most of us are doing the same things over & over &, apparently, expecting different results…hmmm?) The inmates have been running the asylum now for rather a long time, let’s face it…
Then, there are the oxymorons:
- Clean coal
- Ethical oil
- Military intelligence
- Nuclear safety
In the U.S., you have the NRC or Nuclear Regulatory Commission, which I have often heard dubbed instead the Nuclear Rubberstamp Commission. The so-called nuclear “regulator.” (As if.)
Here in Canada we have the very oxymoronic (or even just plain moronic) Canadian Nuclear Safety Commission, which I prefer to call the Canadian Nuclear Danger Commission (can’t we just call a spade a spade??). It is very much just as much a rubberstamp agency as the NRC – maybe even more so. (Debatable… I might have to get back to you on this.)
(Putting nuclear & safety into the same phrase makes as much sense as, well, as having Canada’s federal health agency called Health Canada for heaven’s sake (don’t even get me started!). I could run through all of Canada’s federal government departments (provincial too) & give them more accurate names. Industry Canada is pretty much bang on, though. Industry owns Canada & our government, lock, stock & barrel. Surely we all know this??)
Our governments are owned & run by brigands! Pirates! Greedy bullies!
I wish I was making this up!!
(Of course George Orwell saw all this coming. Eons ago. Oh yeah…)
What is one to make of the world we are all now living in??? I mean…
Well – I confess to writing this on one of those daze when I’ve felt sad, tired, dispirited, discouraged & not quite despondent, but damn near. [Hurricane Sandy was on its un-merry way & all were bracing for it, among other un-cheery life circumstances rather close to home in my own personal case.]
Definitely not up for the bullshit-resisting activities my life normally consists of. (What the hell means normal, anyway??)
& then hmmm, I recall the G.K. Chesterton quotation “Hope is the power of being cheerful in circumstances which we know to be desperate.”
Some days one does feel quite as though the overall global population of dolts, doorknobs, dopes, dummkopfs, ding-dongs, duds, dickheads, dumbasses, dunderheads & dinosaurs
is definitely definitely definitely on the upswing.
But as we sometimes muse around here, every day this side of the grave is to be celebrated (so far, anyway!?)
Tomorrow is, as Scarlett O’Hara so famously said, another day ... (at least as far as we know).
‘Quote of the day’ with this post: “I owe my success to having listened respectfully to the very best advice, and then going away and doing the exact opposite.” – G. K. Chesterton (gotta love that one eh??)
p.s. on another day's walk in the woods (yesterday, actually, y-day being Friday, Nov. 2nd) I once again came across dog doo left on the path, & that reminded me of the posting I did very recently called 'Sick Puppies, Morons & Moral Slackards.' I really do seem to be on a bit of a roll with this moron business lately, don't I?? Gracious me...