Thinking, is clearly not acceptable.

I think it’s  so ironic when stories come across my screen that directly relates to what I am so passionate about. 

I wont explain what this is, but I will tell you that its interesting.

Promise to love me later

      In future blogs I am going to explain the ways that we do things that I believe need improvement and express my logical unbiased opinions on ways to make a change.  Here is my promise to you, “I will listen and respect each persons opinions and ideas with out any judgement or negativity.” I believe that everyone has a different opinion about things, and it is not wrong, stupid, or uncool to say it out loud. My goal is to show people how to react and accept people just how they are. Now I’m not saying that we all have to be friends with each other. What I am saying, is we need to stop judging one another! It does not make you cool to put others down. And me saying this, does not mean I’m judging you, it means you need to learn acceptance and forgiveness. Acceptance is telling yourself that everyone is not like you, we all have a different story, and there is nothing wrong with having opinions. Giving people dirty looks, calling them names, making fun of them, making them feel stupid, fighting with them, ignoring, and not including them, because they are different than you, is shameful. Forgiveness is being able to forgive yourself for any negative judgement you throw out for the sole purpose of offending someone. For any moments you find yourself excluding someone for being different. Or anytime you refuse or deny someone a free drink of water or a bite to eat. I’m not saying feed the world okay. But its a proven fact that society looks at homeless people as lazy, addicts, dirty, hopeless people. Which was put in our heads from not only watching television, but by how we see others treat them. Granted people make mistakes. And nobody ever said we were only aloud one mistake. Not all homeless people are addicts, have mental issues, or refuse to apply themselves. We can pretty much say the same thing with any one group. “Not supposed to talk to that guy, he’s dirty. He looks and smells weird. Get a job you crazy lunatic!” These all relate to you not knowing their story. Forgive yourself for believing that you have to be a certain way to fit in. Forgive yourself for all the judgments you’ve had for people over your life. I am just as guilty. I forgive myself everyday. I find myself judging others all the time. I tell myself that its okay for them to be that way, and I forgive myself. Now, here is whats been the hardest to achieve and practice. Forgiving others. Just like accepting, forgiving others means to accept their opinions of you. Forgive others for making the choice to pass you up. Forgive them for not allowing others into their life because of their idea of whats acceptable. These all seem like I’m saying we have to be friends with everyone. Not at all!

Think of things like, “be careful”, “need help”, “you seem in a hurry”….

     I give you a challenge. Go to the grocery store when its a little busy, and shop for at least fifteen to twenty minutes. Recognize and note each moment you judge someone. And think about what you are judging them about. Trust me, I was surprised about the reasons I was ‘silently’ judging people. For the kind of milk they like, cheese they eat, or even how many kids some had tagging along. I think back now and say to myself, so what! So what if they like the ‘green lidded’ milk. So what if they are buying all junk food. So what if they are paying with food stamps. These are all things that relate to ‘their-story’ once again. A story we don’t have a single clue about. And my opinions on what they eat are none of my business, that’s what they like, and It doesn’t make either of us better or worse than the other. (Choice).

The ripple affect

 

     Considering rebellion was on the rise (speaking of many years ago, like the 1950’s to 1990), and cities rapidly growing. The introduction of television and then most impressively the invention that changed the world faster than anything; w.w.w.

This means your cool.

 Aka the World Wide Web. It took just one person to create a trend. (Example, sagging pants, pants inside-out and backwards, slicked back greased hair, and the quite popular, the “Hollywood style sunglasses”. The popularity of the iPhone when it came out was shocking. In an article I read on, smallbusiness.chron.com, it talked about why the iPhone is so popular with so many people. Impressively within the first 4 years Apple Inc. sold more than 100 million phones. And more shockingly 18.6 million of those, sold within the first quarter. Now I am no math genius but, ya feel me? Wow! This article, which was written by Jason Artman, is claiming the reason for such popularity of the iPhone is due to the ability to control both the hardware and software. Tons of people don’t even know what those are. *chuckles* Again, I have to give a crooked eye to that claim. I worked for Apple doing tier 3 technical support. All day I did my best at helping iPhone users only, how to use and repair (or not) their phone. Even for me, the functionality of the iTunes store was not a user friendly program. Funny consideration too, the iPhone user manual is so large that the only way you can view it is online. That right there screams complicated. Personally, I’m not really buying Mr. Artman’s explanation of the why this device is so popular.

None of which doubled as a camera. Matter of fact, they only made phone calls.

This is an easy answer. The iPhone was commercialized, big time, long before it came out. It was talked up as being the future-of-today for mobile communication. Then once the celebrities and A-list people exclaim how great it is, and you just have to try it, boom! Society ran out and bought. People even slept in tents outside

When you gotta have it. I guess.

electronic stores so they can save their spot in line until the store opened. (See attached photo) Point is, and I hope that you are following my logic here, is things become “cool things to do” because seemingly “cool people” are doing them and saying its so.  If it can be used to increase popularity on clothing or electronics, it can be used to show the young and old that we are all wonderful people. (For the most part.)

It takes one hair to ruin the whole dish pt. 2

 

   With that we can understand how easy it was to get a trend going. Trends meaning things that are popular like; clothing, shoes, hair, how dark your fake tan is, etc. And also the reverse side of trend meaning things that we “should” be against and look down upon if witnessed. What I’m talking about is ideas that are put into peoples heads. Like brain-washing.

The face you make when your mom asks you to clean the toilet.

“Your not cool if you don’t have a cell phone!” “Your even more uncool if your phone is not an iPhone!” “If you see a person that is not as cool as you, give them the up-and-down look to let them know you were just judging them!” Then roll your eyes as if to give them an, “I am cooler than you” look. “Now keep doing this to that person so they don’t forget that you are still cooler than they are.”

“Don’t pick up anything off the floor!” (I’ll explain.) People drop things. Yet, “I just got my nails done, eew!” “I’m too involved with myself right now that I don’t have time to help anyone else!” “Lets just sit here and laugh at them because they are too clumsy to keep it together!” “How stupid can you be to drop your news paper?” These are just a few of some explanations I could come up with that I see and hear people do. Some of them don’t even have to speak.

I’ve seen this face made towards heavier people the most.

Its all shown in the face, look. I’ve seen as little as 1st graders use some of these. Funny thing, is that I thought that kids grow out of that “needing to be better than you” stage. Sadly I was wrong and it  actually gets worse. 

It takes one hair to ruin the whole dish

      Hey guys, thanks for being bored and stumbling across my blog. Just kidding. If I didn’t mention it yet, my name is Tish. I’m 30 years old, and I have a daughter.  I want to thank anyone and everyone who read my first blog and who decides to keep reading and growing with me. I’ve gotta tell ya, that I was pretty ticked the other day with the incident at the gas station. It got me thinking about how time has changed the way society treats each other.

These kids don’t understand why they are being mean. Because everyone else is doing it too?

    Seems to me, you have to wear the right clothes, drive a nice car, and seemingly most apparent, you have to be “considered beautify” by others to feel accepted.  What happened to us? I know that bullying has been around since school began, but kids weren’t committing suicide over a couple bullies. Now there are massive shootings at schools because some teenager is fed up with how they are treated. If you also have an opinion about these issues, lets talk about it. So, I decided to start a blog because I am fed up with how inconsiderate and selfish Americans are today. The only person I have had that will listen to me is my daughter. Don’t get me wrong, she’s a great listener. But I want to spread my words. I am hoping this will eventually get to people that take me seriously and pass it on. And I have so many things to talk about. There are so many things that disturb and trouble me. Now; some may argue that there is nothing I can do to help anything, and one person can’t change the world. Then I would say to that, “you are absolutely correct!”. But I want to propose a different way (or I could use the word angel) of thinking for everyone. Other words, thinking outside the box, in someone else’s shoes, and on a different level than you. If you don’t already, ask yourself how things become popular in the first place? How did the dying of peoples hair in funky color’s become world wide? One answer could be that it started with one person who stepped outside the”imaginary-judgmental-society-box” and decided to be different. Said the “who cares” and did something that they liked.  Which showed other’s that it was okay to be different. A lot of people sneered at the mere idea of a boy wearing his hat backwards. Said that it was a sign of disrespect. But why? Because people complained! And when enough people complain to the right group of people, laws are invented. Crazy silly laws that make us wonder what happened to create such a ridiculous law. Here’s one that is no longer enforced but still proves my point; “One may be jailed for wearing a hat while dancing, or even for wearing a hat to a function where dancing is taking place.” (Fargo, North Dakota) [http://www.thedatereport.com search: dumb-us-laws.]

 

  

  

 

 

 

A had-to-get-it-off-my-chest rant. “jack-american”

original post date: September 4th 2014

 

 

 

I am not an American. An “amerian” is a robot. Which live and die by someone “elses” opinions. I will not be manipulated, and I will not be told what is the right way to think or the wrong. I am a jack-american. I believe in the opinions of others, and that I have may have my own, and we Are All Still Cool With It. I will not judge you!! (unless you are blatantly showing “me” that you are a dumb douc bag) In that case “I” wouldn’t consider it judging but stating the obvious. I will forgive the ones who want to be forgiven. “Doesn’t mean you will still be trusted or befriended by me”.

American’s say they are american’s because they live in america and “that’s what everyone else is calling themselves”. It’s disturbing that its easier to log onto this here facebook account using a “wifi” somewhere, anywhere, than it is to get a cold glass of water.
“True story!
Yesterday stopped by a gas station to get 4 cups of ice. That was it, just ice nothing else. Haven’t done that for awhile, so I brought in a dollar fifty thinking for sure that should cover it. ….twenty cents for their precious plastic cup and the ice was free. Wrong!!! The lady insisted I pay “Eighty” .80 cents for each cup whether I put ice *(but not any kind of liquid) in the cup. I said, so how much are the smaller ones? She said, it didn’t matter it was all the same. 12oz, which is the smallest one, which is the size I originally wanted. WTF. She made it a point to tell me that if I wanted to put a drink in the cup that it would cost more.
Supper annoyed, because I honestly didn’t have money to buy the dame twenty cent cups anyways, I went back to my car and scrounged for any change I could and litterally, (with the help from a friend) came up with almost 3 bucks. She (just doing her job) huffed a little while letting me pay for 3 of the cups and asking if the forth could be a freebie. I said, with some humor, please don’t make me go get my pennies. (Which I most likely would have if she didn’t say yes). I made sure she knew how thankful I was for the “1 free small 12 oz” cup of ice and poured them and was about to leave when she walked over and handed me my 13 cents change that I had left on the counter implying that it was for the little penny tray. When I said oh, no thank you, she gave me that look that I had played her the whole time, lying or something about not having enough money to buy a whole 4th cup unless I dig out my pennies. Like I was just out trying to get free shit. I very politely, “with giving her the same type of look” and very nicely said, “Oh, why don’t you stick it in your Cop-Tip-Jar, I bet they would appreciate it.” Walked out with attitude.

Need I explain more? Yes, this was me yesterday, headed to a funneral for a friend of a friend of mine, and yes the cups were for alcohol, Kaluha. It was for the young 55 year old man “Gary” who suddenly dropped dead of a heart attack two nights prior. It was one of his favorites and the four of us shared a drink in his honor. Not the point here. Why do people feel the need to get upset over a cup of ice. I didn’t even put water in them. That would have cost extra, (so she said). But everywhere I go around town I get notifications about open wifi networks. Its a business ploy to get you to come into their business, but Its all of the “Americans” and the robots who believe that “what ever “they” say we should follow. Because they do it, and they are kinda cool and pretty and have money, so they must be doing it the right way.”
I know I know, this is my opinion. I’m proud of it. If you disagree, don’t fight with me. I’m proud of you. Be proud to disagree, but don’t act like I am a freak if you don’t like every word I said. Its ok to be different and have your own opinions about things. Nope, I don’t wear a seatbelt. Why, because who is proving to me that if something were to happen that just by wearing my seatbelt I would gaurented be still alive. The other way, who is gaurenteeing me that by NOT wearing my seatbelt that its going to be the reason for my survival. NO one can!! Its the families of the victims who died in car crashes who care and have the time and money and man power and connections and a “true inspiring story unlike any one we’ve ever heard before” complain enough to get a law put into place to “save my life”. I honestly think its a fifty fifty chance. Its absolutely down to each and every car crash analysis. I know of two completely different roll over crashed that happened. One followed the law and said “yup, puttin my seatbelt on”. The other truely couldn’t care less and probably didn’t even think twice about putting on a seatbelt. Sure enough, one was ejected from the vehicle, flew up the side of an embankment, “in the mountains” wrapped themselves around a tree and nearly died. The other was tumbled around safley buckled inside their vehicle “like a freaking washing machine on spin cycle with a toolbox” and nearly died. The one who obeyed the law lies tireless trying to become Undiagnosed with being called an Incomplete Quadrapalegic. The other, who didn’t, walks, works, and …..everything the other can’t. Two different stories, which ended up like nobody predicted. Its a game of chance every time we drive. NOBODY CAN PREDICT THE OUTCOME OF A CRASH OR WHETHER OR NOT THE SEATBELT MUST OR NOT BE WARN. (Again, my opinion) Most everyone buckles up. But I believe thats because we really can’t afford a freakin ticket, (i can’t), or because ya just don’t want to deal with getting pulled over. It should be a choice. Not a law. (But you bet your ass I wanna see all them angel babies buckled!! They are small enough that any tiny bumper to bumper accident could send them flying past your face and threw your windshield.) You decide (hoping while using your best judgement) when they are old enough to make their choice about following every single tiny whinny fucking rediculous law, that “Americans” say will be better for them. Just like smoking in a bar. Its each indivicual person that makes the decision to walk into a bar decision on whether they want to breathe my smoke or not. (I went there to get away from whinny adult-children, I thought?) Any logical “in the now” human being can see at least a smidge of the fucked-uped-ness {{{{{(yes, its ok to make up new words too) “they do it. Ever heard of the new webster proud word “Twerk?”}}}}}} in this robotic world. Who tips the “cop jars” anyways? I didn’t even know there was such a thing. (New word: ma-nild, say it however you want, meaning a man that is acting like a 3 year old that needs a nap, child that needs a smac…..punch in the face) …… I have respect for everyones sides, your aloud that. You really are. Over the past 8 years I have never seen downtown around 11pm so packed under the overpass. I was shocked. Somethings wrong with the idea of “being a true american”. Call yourself what you want, I’ve got this turtle sitten next to me and he wants to be called Terrance, terry for short. jack-american is my way of saying i’ve never really liked the Robot dance. (and ya, so what if I stole it from the mormans who didn’t want to be robots either).
(Oh, and I know some of you who actually get this far, I am nor will I ever say or act like I am, “right”, better than you, or snub you for calling me crazy. I like words and how good I am at fitting them together sometimes when getting my thoughts out. Also something they haven’t “outlawed” yet, freedom to write whatever the fuck we want to on the internet. Because, that is your opinion, and one right that I like to use, is my right to choose my own friends.

I just really wanted to share that experience. I tell Madison all the time, “hey, try not to get lost in your phone k”. And she understands, and she UNDERSTANDS, what that means. (i am guilty)

 

I do like feedback. But I’m really not in the mood for some kind of comment debating war mmmmmk.