A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.
Warning! Rant Mode Engaged!
Sometimes I show people the insruments I build. They often insult me by saying "you didn't build this!" or "really? you built that?", as though humans with big brains and opposable thumbs can't build something amazing to our puny primate brains. The idea that somebody would brew their own beer, make their own instruments and amplifiers, replace their own truck engine or any number of the things people who are engaged in life can do escapes them .
This point was hammered in a week or so ago when I saw a bunch of people I haven't seen in a decade or so.
All they had to talk about was their primate spawn.
To them life seems like it peaked with a few moments of physical pleasure that lead to a nine month series of bad hormone days and stretch marks, ending with screaming and blood and human goo and afterbirth,
To them life seems like it peaked with a few moments of physical pleasure that lead to a nine month series of bad hormone days and stretch marks, ending with screaming and blood and human goo and afterbirth,
when they or their partner pushed a meatbag baby into the world to obsess .
And they insist on showing you boring ass photos of their extended DNA mixes.
I say this: You kids bore me. You bore me. Your life bores me. It didn't used to, but now you're mono subject and settled into settling for being a parent and little else. Call me when that irritaing primate gets interesting or moves off to college, if we still have such things after the oncoming colapse
I say this: You kids bore me. You bore me. Your life bores me. It didn't used to, but now you're mono subject and settled into settling for being a parent and little else. Call me when that irritaing primate gets interesting or moves off to college, if we still have such things after the oncoming colapse
Rant over.
Resume your normal boring lives.
1 comment:
Well, I can do all of those things except conning a ship (what does that mean?), and fight efficiently. It's inefficient as all get out. What can I say -- my ninja fighting technique is stoppable.
I think you have a point in this post, but you didn't make it, because the rant flooded over it.
People who choose to become parents, or become parents by accident, should indeed not drop their own lives entirely for the child.
A BIG part of our plan is to be role models for our little Pip. Not just doting on him and centering our lives around driving him to and from this and that and showing off pics. (Though I imagine we will show pics because we'll be just as proud of our little meatbag as your mom was of you.) I plan to do as much of the things *I* need to do with my life as possible.
There is an arc to people's lives and to have it truncated is like Firefly, compared to Babylon 5, which got its full run. Or just imagine if Joss Whedon and company had handed the writing of Buffy over to a bunch of hacks while they took off to make Angel happen. Maybe that's a bad example, because if I recall, Buffy 6 and 7 weren't exactly your favs. Sorry.
Anyway, we'll see how well the plan works, and how much it gets compromised. Stay in touch, and we'll reevaluate every pentade, if we live that long.
What were you saying about Britney's boobs? :)
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