I have been avoiding this for a very very long time. I have known something for almost half of my life, but I have always found a reason not to agree with it. Most of my arguments against this truth was that it was lame. Especially the people who followed the truth were lame. But I am 21 years old now and it is time to face the truth. Arguments like- this is lame, are not arguments of a grown reasonable person.
I am still afraid to say it out loud, I still shiver when I think of the two words. I am talking about Vegetarian and Vegan. I have always hated those people, with no real reason behind it. I thought they were lame for not eating this sweet nice chicken or beef meat. Vegans- they don't even drink milk or eat cheese or eggs. What? I don't think they even drink coffee or tea. The truth is it is time for me to look at what I eat and to face the facts that some foods are hurting you. I came from a different culture that the one I am facing today in Britain. For almost 18 years I have been eating REAL organic food. Fruit, Veg and real meat. We had little farms all around the big cities. My grand parents had a garden full of juicy veg and fruit that bloomed during summer. I don't think that there are many British people that have actually tasted REAL garden grown tomato. I was blessed to have to opportunity to live for 18 years eating perfectly healthy food. I can honestly tell you that for 18 years I have had no more than 10 McDonalds! I have been in Scotland for almost 3 years and I have had more than 100 take aways from McDonalds, KFC, Burger King or Subway. For the past 3 years I have never felt so bad. Physically and psychologically. That's all I have to say from personal experience. Bad food changes you. I have known this for a very long time. Recently I watched Forks over Knives and Food Matters and that was the last drop. I have decided to change my food diet. I will keep eating meat, cheese, eggs and drink milk with my coffee but I am going to try and limit the amount as possible. I am way too young to stop the chocolate!
In conclusion I still think vegetarians and vegans are lame (little bit less than before), but at least they are one healthy bastards that probably wont die of cancer. Another conclusion, I am a smoker (yes, yes, I know...) but just when I was about to quit I found a very strong evidence that smokers have lower chances of suffering from Parkinson's disease...so....in a way, I smoke to stay healthy!
P.S. I am still struggling with the word EXERCISE and FITNESS. I still think people who do it are lame. Maybe in couple of years I will grow up even more and change my view.
I have been thinking recently- what are we afraid of? Some nut jobs around the world are afraid that their God might come down from the skies and punish them for having a wank, but reward them for hating their gay brothers. Others, that the aliens will kidnap them and perform some nasty experiments to their testicles. There still are some few that fear the black cat that just crossed their path. But most of us, the majority, are really afraid of Mark Zuckerber waking up one day and deciding to make personal view count on each profile in facebook. What are we going to do then? We will all know who has looked at our profile and how many time exactly, also other people will know when we have stalked them. Imagine you see that some guy from Sudan has been looking at your profile more than 100 times. What would you think? I would be freaking out, changing my adress and buying a new personality. Or even worse- all of a sudden we develop telekinesis and we become able to read everyone's minds and vice versa. How afraid are we going to be if the people around us knew what we think about them, or worse- knew our little secrets. Anyway, when you ask someone what is their biggest fear they will say deep sea filled with sharks, sudden attack by mutated 10 feet tall spiders or just dying; or something in those lines. No one will ever say- I am afraid that North and South Korea might start nuclear bombing each other and then Russia and USA might bomb them both and all that bombing ending with a nice big hole in the ozone layer. I have never heard a person saying 'I am afraid of what is going to happened when the petrol runs out and we have to start everything all over again'; 'I am afraid that we might not be able to take the next solar eruption, because we have thinned out the Earth' athmosphere'; 'I am afraid that someone will just burst into my class room and shoot me in the head' . No No. No. No one ever says that. 'Oh my god, can you imagine that- if HE/SHE found out how often I was looking at his/her facebook profile, I would be terrified.'.
My biggest fear is zombie apocalypse. Not the slow zombies like Dawn of the Dead or The Walking Dead. But the fast creepy ones. the World War Z type. What are you afraid of?
This post is going to touch only one thing that I have been thinking about recently. Weapons of mass destruction. One would think that after more than 200,000 years of experience ( that is when the modern humans era begin) we would know what is good for us and good for the home that we inhibit. Weapons of mass destruction- I am not going to get into the moral aspect of a nation having them, but the information that not many of us know, for the pure reason that most of us are not interested. Which countries have these weapons that can kill millions of people, even weapons that have the capability of destroying the world itself. All in all the creation of weapons (crossbows, guns, atomic bombs) was an excuse for one to protect himself from others. Some people keep weapons in their houses to protect themselves from intruders who mean them harm, some cases they use them for hunting. I can understand (even though I am 100% against weapons being used by the general public) why people would want a gun in their house- feeds their illusion of safety. So you feel safe, someone with a knife comes into your house- that is OK you have a gun; even someone with a shotgun or M16 who breaks into your house, there is still a chance to protect your self.
Now how about your city gets bombed by another country, a nuclear attack- is your little gun going to keep you safe? I don't think so.
The two USA nuclear attacks in Japan have shown the power and destructive force of a bomb can be. How can you be safe in your house when the only thing a country needs to do to destroy your home town is to press a red button, even if they are at the other end of the world. As of 2012 there are over 17,000 bombs and over 4,200 'ready to be used' ones in total. Here is a little list of which countries and how many weapons of mass destruction they have, how accurate it is I don't know.
1. USA has 2,000 active (ready to use) warheads and another 5,000 more. 2. Russia has 1,500 active (r.t.u.) and 6,000 more. 3. United Kingdom has 160 active and 60 more. 4. France has 290 active and 10 more. 5. China has 0 active and 240 waiting. 6. India has 100 in store. 7. Pakistan has 100 in store. 8. North Korea has 10 in store.
We have all heard of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, those were only two bombs. Imagine what 7,000 could do? Imagine what USA and Russia are capable of; that is 14,000 in total just for two countries. I personally would not want to be on their bad side. What does a possession like that say? 'Do not piss us off or we would bomb your ass'. So we live in fear. We live in fear that one day those countries that have those bombs might decide they don't like us anymore and just blow us to the moon. We all know that people are capable of irrational decisions; one day we might make the most irrational of them all and destroy the place that we live in. I think people often forget that we are just renting this place, we are not the owners. One day the landlord- the Earth will get tired of us and just asks us to leave. I just hate how blind and ignorant we are, thinking that live and Earth are given rights and just because we are born we deserve them. But we are just tenants and we should never forget that. Earth has been a patient and kind landlord; I definitely do not want to see the end of that patience so we better hurry up and look at ourselves and do something about it. Otherwise....
P.S. Always think about what makes a puppy sad! Destroying the planet will for sure make him sad. So stop and think about it.
I have been sitting here wondering why I am so bored, why I have no will to go out shopping, to go to parties; do not particularly enjoy going to work or university. I have considered the probability that I might be suffering from mild depression, but I do love life, life in general; but the thing is that I feel that something is missing. I don't know, it's just that every time I am outside to the real world something feels wrong. It's not as bad as you think- there are things that I really love about this world, but all the bad things leave me thinking- is this the right way to live?
I have known people to say that without the bad you will not know what the good is, but what if we have already seen the bad and we get rid of it and live only with the good things? Say for example medical care, you would thing that since we are bright enough to create medicine and be able to fix almost any kind of disease or bodily dysfunction we would be able to provide that same basic thing to every person in the world. And the funny thing is that WE CAN! The only problem is that you need money to get medical care in most of the situations, or even if health care is free in your country you would be put in a waiting list or the care you get is going to be brief because of the long list of waiting people after you and the deficiency of qualified doctors. So the first problem is- MONEY, the second is- not ENOUGH DOCTORS. Let's start with the need of medical personnel, they again need money in order to become doctors- they need to pull themselves through university (meaning they need to have the finances) also they need their tutors to be interested in them and help them get through university. So in order to provide health care for the world we need people who can pay for their own education? Is it not strange that the people who are going to be taking care of us should be left paying for the knowledge they will use on us? Anyway, thank god for places like Scotland where the people actually go to university for free, because this country has realised that in order for the people to take care of you (no matter what you study in uni) first you need to take care of them. Simply, knowledge and education concerned with public services should be given for free. Let's go back to why we can't provide universal health care- because you need money to receive it. Even in a country like America you need to pay for your health care. I personally think this is funny because it's controversial that a country like the great USA make it's own people pay for their health. How many times have you heard ' I am a proud member of the greatest country in the world America' or ' The United States of America where all your dreams come true, the land of opportunities' . I have heard that alot but it still sounds funny because this self-proclaimed great country is refusing its citizens the basics, they just do not want free health care and that's it; same way they don't want to ban guns. They just don't! Now you see when I agree when a country like Great Britain says- We are the greatest country in the world, well honestly- it is more believable. Yes, Britain has its flaws, but at least when your kids get sick you don't have to worry about selling your house and your wedding ring to provide for their care. Anyways; MONEY- we created them, we play a real life Monopoly game with them, how hard is it to say- NO to them. After all we print them, don't we?!
I want to meet the person who says no to free health care, I want to punch them in the face.
I am trying to keep my posts short, just some short ideas written in a state of rage. When I say rage- imagine me laid back on the couch with my feet on the coffee table at half 2 at night and falling asleep- because that's when I remember how bad and stupid this world is sometimes.
As I said- I love the world (most of the time), I love little things in it like puppies.
It is that sometimes I am sad, because I know that the world can be better and I know it is easy to change it. I will give you a sh*tty example- tomorrow I have to go to work for 6 hours to serve drinks and food. WHY?! Guess, I need money. I am an university student and I am 21 so I do not live off my parents therefore I need to work to sustain my adult status. For those 6 hours I can be outside planting trees or in Africa making spaghetti bolognese for dinner for people that need food. I can be building houses for people who have none, I can be taking care of homeless dogs...But no, I cannot give anything to anyone because I myself need money; no matter what I want to do- life goes on like this- you need money- you work- you go to university- you work- you make a family- you work- you get a house- you work- you get kids- you work etc. Oh, and then you die. Because life is just a ride.
I have always been a Stephen King fan, right after I saw The Shawshank Redemption film. I was so fascinated by that film I had a look for the guy who wrote the story the film was based on. I was 15 when I first read Stephen King. Of course I knew the name but when I was that young I was never interested in books the way I am now. I did used to read but I never got the pleasure I get from them now. I remember the first 'grown-up' book I read when I was only 12- Thorn Birds by Colleen McCullough, a big big book for a kid. It was more than 600 pages and it was a life-time story of a family. Since then I started reading like crazy, I would sometimes read 3 books at a time- one during the day before school, one while I was in class and a third one before bed. My obssession with books started when I got my hands on Jane Austin's books- I had to read them all, and I am quite proud of myself for reading almost all of them. I have always loved reading but it wasn't until I started reading Ayn Rand when I found who I was and who I wanted to be. John Steinbeck thought me to love people, Hemingway thought me that there is beauty even in the unfortunate, Jack London showed me the power of being yourself and never giving up. So many other authors that have becomed my friends, my personal close friends. But it was Stephen King who inspired me to try and write. Writing does not come naturally, you need to learn, to find a way to put the words that are in your head on a piece of paper or a Word.doc; there is an art behind it, it may take years and years to master it. Just because you have the imagination and the stories in your head doesn't mean you can write them down. It is hard.
Anyway, I just read the Shining. I never thought a book can scare you the same way The Ring used to scare you when you were a kid (saying 'when you were a kid' because it is too embaressing to admit you still sh*t yourself at the thought of that little girl). What I loved about the book is that it gave you the same 'jump' scares just like a real horror film, which is quite hard to achieve in a book. It was hard to believe that he managed to write those scary bits as good as he did- building a tension, suspend and then one sentence that makes you jump out of your skin. It is hard to explain it in a post, but I will give an example. I was reading the bit with the dead lady in the tub when I felt the urge to go to the loo; it was 4 in the morning and my boyfriend was asleep next to me. I had to wake him up and ask him to stay infront of the open door of the loo so I can do my thing... It was that terrifying-no lights in the flat would have given me the illusion of safety. All in all no one is as good as Stephen King, he is not just the master of horror literature, he is simply good at everything he does. He can makes you so scared you are going to need assistance to go get a glass of water at night, he will also make you cry at the beautiful stories he tells you about and make you care about the characters. Everyone knows John Coffey and Andy Dufrense- you just cannot NOT care about them. I just wish one day I can meet Stephen King just to say THANK YOU.
Birthday, this special day of the year, yours only. Well if you don't count the other half a billion people born on the same day. I say no, it is not your special day, it is your mother's special day. How many of you know how many hours your mothers have been in labour? I came out easily- 2 hours. My best friend's mother took 12 hours to give birth to her. Poor woman! I am not having a baby, I will have alot of dogs and cats they love you all the same, you still teach them basic things, they do not disappoint or let you down tho! However my view about birthdays is not common.
So let's talk about the 'usual' birthday. There is a party with lots of friends with a big cake, you blow the candles and make a wish, you get presents from your friends and family. It is your special day after all. But yours or mine can never be as special as MTV's MY SUPER SWEET 16.
This is a show where immaturity and senselesness are being rewarded like they are the best qualities a person could have. You remember when you were a baby and cried every two hours of the night because you were hungry, wanted to be held or because you pooped and your parents were constantly there for you to attend every need? Basically this is a show about 16 years olds wanting things and their parents delivering. This is a fairytale about demand and delivery. Not the one where the poor demand better jobs and better pay, but a show where the spoiled and the greedy demand more and get it. I can understand that the parents of the kids in this show have alot of money, of course they will buy their kids expensive presents simply because they can affort it. What I don't understand is why do parents who have strived to be their own bosses, who have made enough money to support three spoiled girls plus their lazy spoiled wife actually HAVE spoiled kids and wifes!? How does that work, clearly to have your own buisiness that means you have to have a brain inside that head. How come people like that are incapable of raising a normal child? Ok, it is ok, some people are just spoiled, but the other thing I don't understand is the extend of their unapreciation, I am talking about the kids and how much they do not care about their parents WASTING money. I am disapointed by the disrespect these kids show. I don't care that they sh*t on their parents, but for god's sake, I feel that they literally sh*t on me. They sh*t on me working my ass off at two jobs, going to university, trying so hard to figure out what life is about, worrying about how many less unfortunate people there are in the world. Do you believe me that I am happy just because I am able to breath, I am able to walk and have a normal life. Again, what I am trying to say is that it is not stupid to get a BMW M6 for your 17th birthday just because your dad own's a hotel, that is the natural way of life, what I am trying to say is that their parents are the stupidest parents I have ever seen, they are rewarding their kids for...... NOTHING. They are producing a generation of talantless free loaders! Oh no, they definetly won't be riding on our poor backs, but they will ride on their parents backs for the rest of their lifes, because they are not good at anything else.
B.F.Skinner- one name to sum up what I am trying to say; possitive reinformance. You are good- you get a candy. You know even when you play a game you get rewarder for doing good-you can proceed with the level. Why is it so hard for people to know when to reward their children. My only conclusion is that sh*tty parents produce sh*tty children. Hope one day they open their eyes. Good luck!
Albert Camus said 'What is a rebel? A man who says no.' . When a mother says to her child-go to bed, the child says-no. Rebel? No, this is not a rebel. It is not a metaphor for rebellion against authority, it is unreasonable and stubborn. Not every case in which a person refuses to do something is a case of rebellion, it is the cases where we use our reason to come to the conclusion for refusal. Most of the time a rebel is confused to be a negative person or often even called a hater. I say the opposite- a rebel is the one and only person that loves truly and deeply. He loves art, music, creativity, people and the world. Don't get me wrong- he does hate. He despise stupidity and the absence of reason, the absence of people's own ability to judge and think for themselves. A rebel is an intelligent man who uses his mind; he is not the one who draws graffiti on the bus stop or breaks the window of a shop, he is not the one who drinks on the street after the club closes, he does not cause a fight in a pub or listens to music loud at night. These are the grown up versions of the immature children that said NO to their mothers and that keep seeing no to society. Society has build up this image of a rebel, a teenager that smokes and drinks, a man or woman with no job or perspective for the future, who does nothing but cause destruction and wastes time. These are not rebels.
These are the rebels I am talking about.
They don't look anything like rebels, right? These are not the people who destroy, these are the people who built and create. That's what a rebel is. A man who says no and does it his way, and believe me, he does it better that anyone else.
