Monday, December 9, 2013

Accompanied By Dentition

Eventually, they ask, "What is your favorite song?"

By necessity, that is an evolving answer.  Usually, you do not have an absolute favorite song, and by necessity, that is also a very personal question.  Maybe your favorite song reminds you of a special person or a special time that you can not explain to others without sounding overtly sentimental or maudlin.  I usually skip out on answering the favorite song question, but today I will offer you, all 4 of my readers, an insight into my own personal... psyche? I will write here about my own personal Favorite Album, and explain why.

The best songs, to me, are the ones to which each listener can apply their own personal experiences and meanings.  As such, one of my all-time favorite artists, Nine Inch Nails, seems to master this idea.  Nine Inch Nails, for those of you who do not know, is an Industrial band consisting of one guy - Trent Reznor.  Every one of his songs certainly means something to him, and he always shies away from saying exactly what in interviews, because he feels that by him saying "Big Man With A Gun" is about the media reduces what it could possibly mean to someone who thought it was about, say, the evils of a rapist.  Songs are about what the listener thinks they are about, regardless of the writer's intentions (I agree with this and disagree, but that is a different blog).

The album that means the most to me is filled with songs which I can interpret into my own life and attribute its own meaning that applies to my own experiences, joys, and sorrows.


Every track on Nine Inch Nails's 2005 album With Teeth means something to me and can be applied to my own experiences, joys, and sorrows.  For better or worse. Now, I present each track, what they mean to me, and a lyric sample.

Track 1 - "All The Love In The World" - Being ignored in favor of something or someone which is, at least to you, obviously undeserving of praise or regard.  Therefore, is the problem with everyone else not getting the point, or is it with you not getting the point?  You'd better just go along to get along.
Sample Lyric: "Hiding in the crowd I'm all alone.  No one's heard a single word I've said; they don't sound as good outside my head.  It looks as though the past is here to stay."

Track 2 - "You Know What You Are?" - Being surrounded by people who are fake or untrustworthy, and becoming tired of going along to get along.  The problem is not you, because you tried to fit in, but were not being true to yourself, and the "fake" people saw through your chicanery and maybe even ironically called you out for being a fake person.  Perhaps the title is meant for you, and not the fake people.
Sample Lyric: "You better take a good look because I'm full of shit.  With every bit of my heart I have tried to believe in it.  You can dress it all up, you can try to pretend, but you can't change anything in the end."

Track 3 - "The Collector" - Being unable to express emotion.  This song is very close to me, as I suffer from this exact problem.  I term it anhedonia, but that is not quite right, because that is the inability to feel pleasure, and that my problem is with the automatic suppression of emotion.  I seem to be able to express only one emotion easily - rage.  But I have learned to live with this.  I do show other emotions, but usually only in the company of my wife.   Those last couple of sentences neatly explain the name of my blog.  I can actually trace back to a memory when I was young (about 8 or 9 years old) and saw something tragic, expressed pity and sorrow, and was (or felt) ridiculed by the loved ones with me; this event was the cause of my stoicism.  Many in my life have commented on this trait and it even became a joke.  But the joke has its dark side.  Emotion, like urine, MUST come out eventually, whether you are able to handle the power of the flow or not.  But every time, it seems easier to just hold it in.  I truly let loose this terrifying flow once, and it was after I did something very terrible.  The only people who witnessed this hitting-bottom behavior were the two adults I live with, and only one of them should have seen it, if I had my druthers.
Sample Lyric: "I'm trying to fit it all inside.  I'm trying to open my mouth wide.  I'm trying not to choke inside.  I am a good boy and I will swallow it all."

Track 4 - "The Hand That Feeds" - Struggling against any commonly-held belief that seems quite unbelievable when scrutinized, but is not meant to be scrutinized.  Think McCarthyism (where there never really was a problem), or Post-9/11 Terrorist Scare (where there never really was a problem).  Superficially, it is about struggling against religion, but really, it is the same concept.
Sample Lyric: "So naïve to keep holding on to what I want to believe and I can see, but I keep holding on and on and on and on."

Track 5 - "Love Is Not Enough" - The dork in me must point out that the initial letters in the title spell the word LINE, but this has nothing to do with anything.  This song is about being betrayed, or at least feeling betrayed because you attributed affection to someone or something that was not reciprocated, because you were fooling yourself.  In my life, I felt this for about 3 years before I decided to take control of my own situation, make sure that what I thought was true really was true, and then wait.  I had to wait for a further year, but it was a year much better spent looking toward the future than feeling angry and resentful towards a person who did not deserve it.
Sample Lyric: "It hides in the dark like the withering vein.  We didn't give it a mouth, so it cannot complain."

Track 6 - "Every Day Is Exactly The Same"  - Everyone feels this sentiment.  This is a song about addiction, which is something we will get to later, but to me, it is more about feeling unappreciated.  Also, there is a bit about feeling like others are waiting for you to make a mistake or deviate from the norm, so that they can pounce upon the opportunity to belittle you.
Sample Lyric: "I think I used to have a voice, now I never make a sound.  I just do what I've been told.  I really don't want them to come around."

Track 7 - "With Teeth"  - Being in an abusive or predatory relationship.  I have no personal experience of this, but know of many who do or did.  Everyone does, and we all feel for those people and wish we could help with their hopelessness and helplessness.  As Stephen King says in the notes for his short story All You Love Will Be Carried Away, may we all say a prayer for the Alfie Zimmers of the world.
Sample Lyric: "I can not go through this again... This time I'm not coming back."

Track 8 - "Only"  - Realizing that the problem is not YOU, it is others.  It is about how you are always pitted against your friends or family, usually by people who mean well but do not seem to understand that their forced competition is harmful to the relationship dynamic of all involved.  You find this in every workplace, every classroom, every family, and every psyche.  Even if "winning" is not important to you (or if you try to convince yourself of that), the regard of others IS important to you, even on a limited scale.  Everyone wants others to notice when they do well.  And therefore, the most important person in everyone's life is oneself.
Sample Lyric: "Yes, I am alone,  but then again, I always was as far back as I can tell.  I think maybe it's because... Because you were never really real to begin with.  I just made you up to hurt myself.  And it worked."

Track 9 - "Getting Smaller" - Losing your importance, or being afraid of losing your importance.  People are social beings, no matter what the emo-goth phase we all go through convinces us.  We are defined by our interactions, and when interaction goes away, we become irrelevant.  That is terrifying, and we all feel that we must stay somewhere on the radar.  Otherwise, we become the weird homeless guy who lives in the park and talks to squirrels.  We don't really need to achieve anything enormous, we just need to be needed.
Sample Lyric: "And now I can't tell the difference, or know what to feel, between what I've been trying so hard to see and what appears to be real."

Track 10 - "Sunspots"  -  This is a song about addiction.  In my case, being addicted to a person.  No matter, any addiction will always eventually overwhelm your common sense.  Whether you are addicted to a person, a drug, or an action, it is always becomes helpless and you are unable to explain the appeal.  Sometimes it goes good (as in my case), most of the times you hear about, it goes bad.  This song then, to me, is a song about the good side of addiction.
Sample Lyric: "My life, it seems, has taken a turn.  Why in the name of God would I ever want to return?"

Track 11 - "The Line Begins To Blur" - Apathy to the outside world.  But more to the point, what I used to believe is changing or being changed by circumstance, and I do not really care or mind.  This sounds positive, but isn't really positive at all.  Why couldn't things have just been the way I thought they were?  Even though the way they have become is ok and acceptable... dammit.
Sample Lyric: "As I lie here and stare, the fabric starts to tear.  It's far beyond repair and I don't really care.  As far as I have gone, I knew what side I'm on, but now I'm not so sure."

Track 12 - "Beside You In Time" - Paired with The Line Begins To Blur, this continues the theme of 'perhaps I have it wrong.'  Unfortunately, it takes a very long time for people to realize that they are wrong, for good or bad; whether proven or not.  Belief is deeper than the blackest sea.
Sample Lyric: "Sometimes on the side I hear a sound.  Places parallel; I know it's you.  Feel the little pieces bleeding through.  This goes on.  And on.  And on.  And on."

Track 13 - "Right Where It Belongs"  This song still sometimes makes me cry.  It is about being able to see things for how they really are.  Caring enough to wonder about dark things and finding out that the truth is much more bright and uplifting.  Things could always be better, but not because things are bad now.  Very recently, I had to examine things inside of myself and see exactly how bad things could get before I could not stand the situation.  How much could I do to make someone else happy, even at the expense of my own extreme unhappiness?  But as it turns out, none of it is necessary, and my own pain was only caused by things buried in the past that I brought back to life myself.  Seeing the entire forest instead of the trees allowed me to notice that there was no change for the worst (even a little bit) and the past is still the past.  Everyone's own worst enemy is themselves, and the greatest thing you can conquer are fallacies that you created yourself.  If things seem like they are headed the wrong way, perhaps you are completely wrong in your assessment and things never were bad in the first place.
Sample Lyric: "What if all the world you think you know is an elaborate dream?  And if you look at your reflection, is that all you want it to be?  What if you could look right through the cracks?  Would you find yourself - find yourself afraid to see?"

So there you go.  My soul is bared.  My favorite album revealed.  If you would like more information on these songs, or in some cases what Trent actually meant the song to be about, see ninwiki.com/withteeth.

Saturday, May 25, 2013

Watch My Left Hand While The Punch Comes From The Right

This was originally a post on FaceBook.  I decided to expand.

Last week, they raised gas prices from $3.40 to $3.90. They've been at 3.90 all week. Then today, just now, they lowered gas prices to $3.70."Look, America, we LOWERED the gas prices right before Memorial Day! We don't gouge the price to take advantage of the holiday! We LOWERED it! Aren't we saints? We're all in this together and God bless America!"

They do this right before holidays.  Especially Memorial Day, Thanksgiving and Christmas.  A week before the holiday, the gas price raises by 50 cents, then right before the holiday, it lowers by 20 cents, so it looks like they lowered prices by 20 cents (a big knock) when they actually raised it by 30 (a bigger knock).

Another trick - before summer (so any day now) they start a "prediction" that 'this summer, the gas prices will go up to 5 dollars a gallon!' and everyone panics.  But then they only raise the gas prices to $4.70 a gallon, and everyone says 'Well, at least it isn't 5 dollars' and don't complain as much about paying $4.70 for something that just 2 months ago was only $3.40.

Every year, I take a picture of gas prices on December 18 or thereabout, just to prove my points. Here they are, straight from my phone:

December 18, 2011
December 17, 2012

Yes, just 5 months ago, the gas price was $2.63 and yes, in one month you will be paying $4.63 for it. They are tricking us by misdirection. Now don't get me wrong, I understand that it is a business after all and they are in it to make money and bathe in the blood they've squeezed from the turnip that is the American economy. I'm just showing you their quelling tricks. The gasoline industry is, like the wedding industry, the funeral industry, and the health care industry, a stranglehold. You MUST have their product and therefore you WILL pay whatever price they say you will pay. If they raise gas prices to $11 a gallon for the summer, you will pay it. If you want married or buried, you will pay whatever price they say that hall rental or coffin costs. Don't bother saying that you can walk or ride a bike, because it is unrealistic. There are thrifty ways to have a wedding, but that is also unrealistic. And if grandma wants a $6,000 coffin instead of being donated to science, someone in the family will force it because we can't go against dead peoples' wishes. Maybe you can compromise and cremate grandma, but a cremation still costs around $4,000 and then they will charge you $2,000 for the urn. You WILL pay what they want!
Let's lighten the mood.  Here is another picture from my phone.  It is a work that my son made last summer with his crafts.

The Flying Turd





Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Reprint - "Legalize It"


Way back in the early days of social entertainment, I had a MySpace page that I kept mostly to blog.  I resisted FaceBook for the longest time because you couldn't blog on it.  Recent posts from Ideal Readers on FaceBook have prompted me to repost one of my old blogs.  This was originally written August 8, 2007:


Legalize It  


     First of all, let me start by saying that I do not and never have smoked marijuana, nor do I plan to do so. I have gotten into fights and broken off friendships because of marijuana. I believe that since it is illegal, people should not use it (never mind the illegality of other practices that I do engage in, which I will not list here). I also do not smoke cigarettes. My drug of choice is alcohol, and if we all remember our Capone, that substance was illegal at one time.

     Marijuana should be legalized for this reason: so it can replace cigarettes in the economy. Cigarettes are going out of style. You can't smoke indoors hardly anywhere in America anymore, not even in a bar. A bar! That's just stupid. It's a fucking BAR! You are drinking a potentially addictive substance which will make you sick if overingested, and you are doing so in the hopes that you will be able to have unsafe sex, the dirtier the better, with someone that you just met. In review: we are permitted to attack our livers with an impairing liquid which will make us unsafe to drive, extremely uninhibited and forgetful; we are permitted to attempt to have unprotected sex with strangers who are either slutty or also under the influence; we are not permitted to smoke. Smoking is dangerous! You could get cancer! You could make my eyes water! You could give me cancer!

     To people who complain when someone around them smokes - SHUT THE HELL UP! There is only one viable complaint about smoking. It stinks. It permeates every fabric and Febreeze doesn't cut it. Smoking is dangerous? Tell me that the next time you go 85 MPH on the freeway. You could get cancer? You'll get cancer anyway. Everything causes cancer. The only real question is whether or not you die of some other cause before cancer gets you.

     Anyway - alcohol is still ok - It is a substance which: relaxes the body; impairs behavior; relaxes inhibitions; makes people say silly things; can be concentrated for a stronger effect.  Does any of this sound familiar? Cigarettes are becoming outmoded, so Big Tobacco is going to take a huge whack in sales and the economy will drop. What to do?
    
     Legalize marijuana. Sell it like cigarettes, treat it like alcohol. Make the same laws which apply to alcohol apply to marijuana. No blunts for folks under 21. No operating a motor vehicle under the influence of a fattie. Also - tax the hell out of it! Trust me, people will buy it.
     
     Don't give me any shit about the deleterious effects of marijuana, either. I don't buy it. Don't quote me the results of some study. They are propagandist bullshit designed to keep us in line, and even if it concerns a substance that I never used and never will - fuck the system! Even the devil can quote the bible. Remember - the best way to get someone to do something is to tell them that they can not or should not.


    

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Book Review - Seven Deadly Sins

It's been quite some time since I've blogged.  Like, since MySpace ago.  But it was suggested to me by someone who cares that I should start blogging again.  I will start again by posting book reviews, and occasionally go back to my comedic pedantic ranting and other things.  Perhaps I should repost some of the MySpace stuff...

Anyway.  Ahem:


Seven Deadly Sins: Settling the Argument Between Born Bad and Damaged Good

Author: Corey Taylor
Published in 2012
Philosophy / Memoir

Occasionally, a celebrity will release a book that is not a memoir or a list of exploits in chronological order.  The comedian Tim Allen did it - writing a book about advanced physics, quantum mechanics, and his understanding of things like String Theory and touching on metaphysical aspects of... everything - in his book I'm Not Really Here.  Tim Allen, in case you do not know, was a comedian known for jokes about men being dumb and rude and tool-oriented.  He was the star of the TV show Home Improvement and more recently the voice of Buzz Lightyear in the Toy Story movies.   Among his catchphrases are "[it] needs more power!" and "Men are pigs," followed by grunting.  His book is NOTHING like his comedy.  

For those who do not know, Corey Taylor is the lead singer of the aggressive metal band Slipknot, the not-so-aggressive metal band Stone Sour, and several collaborations with many contemporary metal and non-metal bands and artists.  He is also known as "The Great Big Mouth" and in magazines, "The Artist Known As 'Corey Fucking Taylor'". His style is, in spite of the obvious anger, very emotional.  This book is not about any of that.  

Mr. Taylor's yearbook photo

Once, when I was first getting into anti-religion, I read a pamphlet concerning whether the Ten Commandments were still relevant.  This book is similar, positing that the Seven Deadly Sins are not only not deadly, but not even sins.  There are personal stories and anecdotes here, but they are always on subject.  This is not a celebrity memoir of "things I have done and you are all jealous of, nenner nenner boo boo" like most memoirs are.  This is not a Behind The Music-esque look back at the autobiographist's life in shame and regret.  

But as befitting of a stereotypical rock star, the language is vulgar and even the most insightful passages are fraught with juvenile metaphors.  Also, quite annoyingly, Taylor wants to assure you that he is the only person who has ever thought of any of this and only he is qualified to say and think this way.  Sometimes it reminds me of a teenager who wants so hard to be a bad-ass or a bitch that he or she must constantly remind you that they are a bad-ass or a bitch.  Everybody knows people like this.  My aunt Jean likes to tout that she is a crazy person and she does indeed have a documented diagnosed mental condition.  It is not, however a psychosis and therefore, she is not a "crazy person."  To be fair, Jean does say it as a joke - but a crazy person talks to park benches and manages to wear their shoes inside-out.  Jean does not do this.  Thus, her reminders of her CRAZYNESS seem overly silly and self-indulgent.

This box uses the F word approximately 6 less times than any similar length passage from the book


Taylor also has the bad habit of using polysyllabic words in an effort to appear more intelligent.  This isn't to say that what he is saying is not intelligent - it just seems like he is trying to hard to prove that he knows adjectives like, well, polysyllabic in addition to nouns like fuck and adverbs like fucking.  There are also very many instances of non-sequitur (always followed by interjection that you just read a non-sequitur), many instances of on-purpose in-your-face irrelevance, and many instances reminding you that Taylor knows that his probable audience are ignorant misfit teenagers who think they are the only ones who have ever thought against popular conventions.

In spite of all of that, this book is a very insightful posit about the relevance of sin in human life and interaction.  Most of the Seven Deadly Sins are quite common in human behavior and by their very inherent nature, not sinful.  While some of them can certainly lead to sinful and hurtful behavior, they are not themselves sinful or hurtful.  In each chapter, a sin is deconstructed and explained as normal, common, and most importantly non-victimizing.  

I highly recommend this book.  To name names, I recommend to Ruth (if you could get past the profanity), Jean (if you can get past the fact that Taylor's typical audience is ignorant) and Tracy (if I thought you could actually read or independently think).  

To paraphrase, Taylor is not selling salvation, but preaching moderation and suggesting, seriously, a more proper grouping of Seven Deadly Sins.

Potent Quotes:

"We are defined by our dignity to rise above debasement.  We are certainly better people for doing so.  They say, 'let he who is without sin cast the first stone.'  That is exactly my point.  Not only are we all guilty of just being ourselves, we were never guilty in the first place. The only problem comes when we become caricatures of these Deadly whims."

"These people are not sinners.  They are just shitty people."