Yeaah, I thought this was a suicide note at first. I'm glad it's not. I like your attitude, Mr. Friendly.
Anyway, is there a particular way you'd like to guide this Tony Robbins-style motivational speech?
As much as I enjoy your posts, this one seems better suited to a blog entry or something.
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And as much as life is all Carpe Diem, it's also knowing your limitations and that cranky old bitch of compromise.
All this happy existential horseshit is a good speech for the middle of a Robin Williams movie, but it's not practical.
I'm not going to throw away my current relationship because my girl won't let me plunge her alternate love canal.
I'm not going to throw away my job because I'm not getting shitfaced on the weekends with my 9-to-5 buddies.
I'm not going to throw away all my credibility with Society's Current Rulebook to do whatever little thing I want.
I'm not going to vainly bitch and complain about my life because I'm "not living" it. I'm doing what I need to do.
I don't have to be happy about my smart choices, I just have to do them. Half of our reality is governed by money.
To all the spoiled children out there that disagree, I think y'all should examine your monthly bank statements again.
You're not going to get a car, a college degree, a wife or a house through the logic in this speech.
And fuck all these dipshit hedonists; they're the reason why I've got a job in the first place.
I am the voice of Reality. I am the voice that says, "Get a haircut and get a real job."
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Maybe I don't believe in the magic in your post anymore. Maybe I've never seen what it is to be comfortably happy.
I don't believe in the human spirit. I don't see energy inside peoples' souls. I mostly just see meat and neural impulses.
So maybe I'm just a sellout.
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I like to think if I'm ever in a situation where I know I'm going to die that I won't waste my time thinking about the last XX years.
No, I'll be trying to fuck the nearest woman and scrambling to crash an empty jumbo jet into the FreeVee corporate headquarters.
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I've read enough of your stuff at TFP to question it, so I'll ask: Are you happy, Mr. Friendly? Do you actually believe what you wrote?
I'm all for motivatonal masturbation--gotta "fake it to make it"--but at least be honest with yourself.
Last edited by Plan9; 04-02-2011 at 06:15 AM..
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