A blog is a wonderful thing, it's like a mistress that never ever calls you leaving your misses to gain suspicion, not that I had any mistresses, or a misses... or any calls for that matter.
But one of the things that instantly turn me off about blogs is the surplus of what I like to call "Der iThinkers" or "iThinkers" for short.
Case Study 42-A "iThinker"
But one of the things that instantly turn me off about blogs is the surplus of what I like to call "Der iThinkers" or "iThinkers" for short.
Case Study 42-A "iThinker"
GONE are the days when independent thinking was a luxury wasted on the upper class societies, an age where independent thought, for the rest of society lead to an early grave.
Not the evil "OFF WITH ITS HEAD" deaths (yes I said Its) but more like the "I want something better" aspirations that combined with bad healthcare lead to a grim and disturbing demise.
Writers, musicians and artists were lead or pushed to death before they were ever famous, REAL artists, musicians, and writers, not the steady surplus of monkeys we seem to have these days. But, things are different now life is good we got food that's fast, clowns, and options that would make even the toughest of tough guys go "weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee". There was once a time when the activities a person can do were countable, now we're all spoiled little brats that can choose where to go, where to eat, and how to entertain ourselves. The absence of pain and such a grim existence is good you might argue, I say it isn't. Stupidity increases in a comfortable environment and new gimmicks rise, gimmicks like the "Der iThinkers". I always use to share my well dressed reflections on society among friends for entertainment purposes, and one day one of them said "why don't you open a Blog" and the answer was simple, I didn't want to be mislabeled as a:
"dear diary, today I met Jeff, Jeff is cute, I went and had ice cream after lunch today, this time it was chocolate, I prefer strawberry....uncle Ted tickles me in the mornings, and I did a fresh batch of laundry, with a new fabric softener" type of blogger but more importantly I didn't want to be mislabeled as an "iThinker" (I hate labels).
You know the type, the people that like to share their misplaced, inaccurate, and most of the time meaningless views on the world around them. "I believe that cloning is..." I don't care what you believe, which is why I don't read their little bloggies that’s not the part that bothers me, the most annoying part is how seriously these people take themselves and they are only fueled by an even dumber lala-audience. Their Bloggs are filled with "high-school essay topic" thinkings type that usually doesn’t see the light of day but surprisingly is found in massive quantities around the web. The "iThinker" wastes a good share of bandwidth letting the world know that:
"I have thought! DEEP THOUGHTS! I owe it to the world! I THINK!" yes I’m sure. It's people like that that make me want to go back to olden days, back then at least they'd be put to good use in the farms and die at an early age, or they'd be royalty trotting around in their little dresses and make up raising taxes so that they may have their little "tea and crumpets" parties and will eventually also die at an early age. It's not a good system, but at least it worked.
(o.O)
So I thought I’d kick off this nowhere fast blog with this little posting not to spread public awareness about iThinkers but so I may feel a little better about it.
Check in next time when I’ll be discussing yet another facet of society
Until then toodles and thank you for not smoking.

1 comment:
You are an iThinker even though You don't admit it.
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