my comments yesterday probably sounded communistic. i do not advocate communism at all. those who farm have just as much “ability” to make their fortune as those who entertain; although those who are born rich are more likely to remain rich. regardless, it was simply a post on the idiocy of the mass public to put such weight on such worthless people.
i am guilty too. my entertainment is sports. during a game, i put more stock in a reggie miller 3 pointer than most things that bear much more importance; like my family.
why do people who entertain us become more important than those who produce our necessities? last summer i worked on a photo shoot for cyndi lauper. she was very arrogant, as if she was important. think about it – how important is cyndi lauper to society? she’s not. at her best she was someone who made a lot of money cause she could produce music people liked. liked is the key word.
now, take a farmer. he produces something people need. yet to people like cyndi lauper, the famer is a no one, even though without him she could not even live. she lives in midtown manhattan complaining about not having enough starbucks coffee on a photo shoot, while the farmer struggles to get by. it’s ridiculous that the mass public make people like her important when in reality she does nothing for them; especially when the people who do struggle every single day of their lives.
pirates beat phillies. go pirates.
and the baseball season begins. pirates will do nothing yet i will still cheer them on. in honor of my hatred for the yankees i will cheer for the redsox by default as well. i am not jumping ship, i just despise everything new york so i must then in turn cheer for their most hated rival. my only joy this baseball season will be seeing them take down the boss and his 190$M payroll.
new york sucks!
character one: the birdkeeper
character two: the barber
character three: the lion tamer and his wife
character four: the haymaker
it all started in the barber shop. the one i read about in that book yesterday and that’s where the new project begins.
the line that’s impossible to understand in El Scorcho: watching grunge leg drop new jack thru a press table…
neighbor josh always wins at monopoly. i’ve played with him 4 times. he’s 4-0. we always play with at least 3 people and if we’re in the mood for a really long game then we go with 4. i qualified for the canadian national championship of monopoly but alas, i am not truly canadian. now i have to wait til 2007 til the US championships come around again.
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