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Originally written on May 6, 2010

Since I published this on my other blog the other day, I have since got my new site set up as one can see. Ironically, my new advertisements are a bit on the bright, shiny side; not to mention the ‘word-highlight-hover-over’ type  I approved (and can unapprove). But hey, if Porsche wants to advertise on a godless pinko site, so be it:) -Todd (5.8.10)

I am in the midst of the most serious case of what one refers to as “writers block” since my college days. It was my intent to write on modern Utilitarianism and how this is somewhat counterproductive to the development of a modern and rational philosophical thought process in regard to the reality of political economy within a dialectical context. But…I just don’t want think too hard today.

I then had the idea of writing about the decline of the labor/union movement since the Carter administration. I do have some amount of expertise on the subject, but to fully explain the dynamics at play and the policies affecting the decline could not be neatly summarized in a brief two to three-thousand word article. Perhaps a series of articles on that issue sometime in the near future is a possibility. But today, I can’t go there. I can’t even focus enough energy on writing a letter of recommendation requested by a former colleague. continue reading…

Originally written on April 21, 2010

If you’re going to be crazy, you have to get paid for it or else you’re going to be locked up. Hunter S. Thompson

I believe that I most certainly echo Mr. Thompson’s assertion. In fact, I might possibly be the epitome of that statement as well. Being crazy is indeed paying me in some ways, perhaps not as well as Hunter was payed for his seemingly random and garbled brand of “Gonzo” journalism, but I capitalize on the “crazy” label nonetheless.

I’m not exactly sure what even qualifies as “crazy” anymore. For a time, like Mr. Thompson, I had quite the penchant for booze, drugs and a lifestyle devoid of any type of accountability or concern of consequences. Crazy went along with the territory. Glorifying Hunter and his brand of “crazy” would be counter-intuitive–for me anyway–considering that he ultimately let the crazy get the better of him five years ago when he used his head for close range target practice. continue reading…

Love Will Turn You Around

Originally written on April 17, 2010

My first exposure to nascar/stock-car racing came at the age of six. This was when one of the most underrated films ever made, Six Pack, was released. If one does not believe that Kenny Rogers’ striking and moving portrayal of down and out stock-car driver “Brewster Baker” was an awe-inspiring tour-de-force of cinematic history, then perhaps one needs to develop a more articulate cinematic palate such as myself. Aside from this groundbreaking movie, I had never heard of nascar, and for the most part, would have limited knowledge of its existence and surrounding subculture for another fifteen years. continue reading…

 

Originally written on April 15, 2010

At a recent social gathering in Southern Pennsylvania (near my home), I was chatting with an acquaintance from the city who was proclaiming his disdain for all of the Confederate flags being flown in the area. He stated, rather emphatically: I can’t believe there are so many rednecks around here!

Just as he was making his proclamation, a gentleman with what I would call a “mullet to end all mullets” was walking behind him. The mullet-clad gentleman didn’t bat a brow, yet I felt equal parts embarrassment and fall
down hilarity at the statement and the situation.

This got me thinking about my own “redneck” history so to speak. I grew up in Laramie, Wyoming. While being the cultural epoch of Wyoming due to the University residing there, Laramie would definitely be considered redneck territory. In seventh grade, all students were required to take a “Hunter’s Safety” course in which 12 and 13 year-old children were ultimately required to shoot live rounds from .22 caliber rifles in the gymnasium to pass the class. I would assume this class is no longer a requirement of Laramie Junior High School, but it demonstrates a mentality that many would classify as “redneck.” continue reading…

Originally written on April 9, 2010

I’m going to write a terrific article today! And I’m gonna help people! Because I’m good enough, I’m smart enough, and, doggonit, people like me!

That, for all of you old enough to remember, is a paraphrasing of the famous Stuart Smalley; played famously of course on SNL (back when it was watch-able) by current Minnesota Senator Al Franken. For some reason or another, I awoke this morning with a bevy of mixed feelings and emotions from a memorable dream, and I thought of that old skit that cracked me up so much as a thirteen-year-old miscreant.

In some ways I can identify with Smalley’s character: an insecure, emotionally devastated wreck of a man who resorts to looking at himself in a mirror repeating hollow twelve-step mantras to make him feel less pathetic. No, I don’t look in the mirror telling myself that; I’m good enough, smart enough and people like me. I know who I am and who I am not. continue reading…

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