I am remarkably guilty. I look at screens way more than I should. And for that, I am truly apologetic.
My main reasons for screen-gazing are more or less related to my interests in comic book collecting, fishing, and cooking. I try real, real hard not to get sucked into idiot's agendas. Morons praising bigger morons. The cultists who have no brains of their own, so they worship Boebert, Rogan (not Seth), Carlson, Trump, and the like. Worship-ee's, who certainly in my eyes, are bad guys. Their beliefs and agendas couldn't be more different than mine--and I'm a good guy. It's difficult to gaze past this real-time shit while checking out vintage comic book pages and not get annoyed. It's disheartening, and it's too bad. *Here is when I take a sip and digress.* I'll tell you what though--ain't nothing cures the dipshit blues like a glass of whisk and some rock & roll via Princess Leia-esque headphones. At the end of the day, after seeing absolute brainlessness happening around our country...on the television, on the telephone screen, on the laptop computer...there just ain't a whole lot you can do about it, unfortunately. Yeah, you can vote. You can post your frustrations on the social media and pick fights with the braindead--but where's that gonna get you? Nowhere, friend. Can't win a verbal war against a brainless fuckstick. There is a very sane corner of my mind that wants dearly to turn a blind eye to current events and news in general. If it's really important, I'll find out eventually. I suppose I feel informed, in the loop, grown-up, intelligent when I am up to date on the worldly and political happenings, but being this informed, grown-up person also causes me a lot stress and distress. It makes me judge others--and rightfully so, they're fucking wrong. But imagine a world where I have no cares about what's happening. I have no idea what my peers are thinking, because I don't care. I embrace people because they're people, not because they think like I do. Granted, the truth will eventually come out about how vile they are, and then they're dead to me. But until then: bliss. Ignorance is bliss, you know it's true. *Ramones, 1989 There is this balance that I'd like to obtain between being "somewhat" informed, and happily dumb. The less I know, the better. Because when I get deep into current events, politics, and world happenings, I become fairly unhappy because it's all maddening. So many stupid, stupid people. And unfortunately, the idiots on the TV influence our neighbors and everyday folks, too. That is when you just have to start punching. It's the only answer. So... If I can achieve and maintain this balance of being just a little informed on shit that actually matters and affects me...plus, pouring a cocktail, slapping on the headphones, and listening to "Whole Lotta Rosie", I believe I've won. I don't need to know what maniacal words Marjorie Taylor Greene upchucked today. I don't need to know that Joe Rogan can suck his own dick (real headline). Donald T. isn't infuriating me on a daily basis with his cult-master dipshitetness anymore. So let's all just relax, have a drink, and turn off the screens. Let's embrace the bliss. It's the only cure for the dipshit blues. -earl
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