November 21, 2009

• *Edit* I just realized there are some terrible spelling/grammatical errors. Overlook them cause I’m not editing it
  

  Just some random pictures (click on image to enlarge) before we get to the meat of the entry.

  
  Assassin’s Creed II

  
  If we weren’t all such perverts, this might not look so bad.

  
  Guess that’s why terrorists didn’t really exist back then… not something you really have to hijack.

  
  Chrisopher Walken!!

  
  I don’t have a witty caption here, so just laugh uncontrollably and pretend I said something awesome.

  
  Diagram thing-a-majig. Also not witty, don’t like it? then fuck you.

  Serious-non-jokey-portion

  Now that we got the ice breakers outta the way, it’s going to get a little more serious right now. Just a little and I promise that while I will insert profanity and the usual idiosyncratic eric humor you’ve grown accustomed to, it will not be superfluous. Specifically, my stance on abortions during the first trimester of pregnancy… no, I’m kidding! No one gives a shit about that. It’s our views of people. We’re all guilty of it and it’s really quite sad. There is no more room for it as there is for racism/bigotry, sexism or autoerotic asphyxiation (a.ka. simultaneously choking the shit out of yourself and your chicken or for the fairer sex, flicking your bean or rollin’ your raisin). The goal of this is not to talk about the controversial concept of generally judging people, because we’ve all got that down quite easily. Oh nooooo, we’re going to delve deeply into the topic of of a particular kind. The sad reality is that we all stereotype people, fairly or unfairly, often on their weaknesses where that is the worst place to judge people.

  Apart from judging people prematurely being a weakness in and of itself, judging those on the failures or weaknesses in their lives is equally reflective of that… not to mention the subjective nature of it being counterintuitive. Perhaps the grade school bully in us demands that we judge others quickly and negatively, because milk money just isn’t enough; finding faults and pressing is far easier than finding solutions. Take my older sibling for example – it’s easy for me to say negative things about him (believe me, though our interactions may be infrequent… I am not blind to them). However, to see people not for their weakness but for their strengths – and to somehow make it grow into something so that they excel far enough to bring up those weaknesses. Now that, is something to be proud of. Back to the older sibling who ought to be the younger sibling; he is, for now, a person with aspirations but without drive. And you know what, while I can stand on top of a pedestal and look down on him as if I was staring at an ant below me stubbornly refusing to move before I zap him with a magnifying glass – the civilized adult in me just cannot bring myself to squish his itty bitty world.

  Like an old bodybuilding adage; stimulate don’t annihilate. Imagine for a moment what it would be like, to have people all around you being such a negative external influence – I’m not just talking about constructive criticism here becuase let’s face it… people like being bullies. You exert so much energy defending yourself. Hiding from the next encounter. Hoping the next incursion will be painless. Wishing the hostility would end. Where do you find the energy to do what you need to do? Don’t misunderstand, I’m not saying people need to be baby’d. Far from it. But there are positive ways to reinforce things and there are negative ways.

  Even J.K. Rowling was a late bloomer; not that I would kid myself into the highly improbable possibility that he would create something that would generate billions. But I’m sure to people like Mozart (first composition at age five) and Bobby Fischer (winning chess championships at age thirteen), we would be easy targets of ridicule. Well, very short ridicule, before we tie them to the flag pole and demand their lunch money from them.

  If you plant a seed into the ground and water it daily… and much to your dismay, nothing happens. You don’t just dig the little fucker up. You figure out what is working and what isn’t, because your goal is to cultivate it into a plant. If you dig out every seed that comes along that isn’t working out immediately… eventually you will find yourself standing all alone in an empty field. And you know what? no one wants to fucking stand on dirt by themselves.

  
  When you’re alone, life can be dark and dreary.

  
  Every dark cloud has a silver lining.

  If at every juncture we give up… at what point do we succeed?

  Eric Wong, is a non-licensed illegally practicing therapist/psychologist/blogger and is a senior phantom award winning writer for www.xanga.com/seige_jet

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