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October 3, 2010

Hippy Intellectualism – pseudo-intellectualism part 2 (aka my underhanded review of the movie “A Waking Life” and my friends who like it.)

Filed under: General — Xero @ 4:17 pm

I’ve recently been exposed to what I’d like to call hippy intellectualism – it’s sort of half-assed spiritual/philosophical psychobabble wrapped up in a big clusterfuck of mental drudgery. Basically, this is what happens when a bunch of liberals/hippies/activists/etc get together and decide to discuss things with no real methodology, or purpose in a philosophical manner, that the average uneducated person would think of as intellectual.

Basically, it’s like mental masturbation with a lack of insight into much of anything. You’re just playing with yourself in your head, without really saying or doing anything. It’s just like a hippy to be a bum and do nothing, thusly why I call this “hippy intellectualism.”

It’s what happens when you try to over-philosophize everything, turn everything into some sort of mysterious phenomena and then spew whatever thought comes to mind, no matter how brainlessly stupid it really is.

Maybe I’m a negative nancy and my glass is half empty, but i’d rather be the most pessimistic person on earth than some blabbering buffoon spewing pseudo-psychoanalytical bullshit and then acting like I’m intellectual for pretending that any of it made any sense, which of course it doesn’t. I can’t do that to myself.

I also can’t pretend to like these things because I have a lot of friends that do. I suppose a lot of my friends are on the hippy side, but even so, I can’t dumb myself down enough to pretend that this kind of shit is somehow intelligible. It’s a bunch of gibberish prepackaged to look and sound like legitimate discussion, but really it’s just a bunch of hippies who took one too many hits off the pipe. Although that’s just another excuse – pot doesn’t make people blathering idiots like that, it’s when you drop all your inhibitions and common sense and then smoke pot that people start actin’ a fool.

I also hate when people start obsessively liking things that other people like just because they’re friends and/or like that person. It just shows how much of a lack of self that some people have and really, makes it no surprise that they’d fall into such pseudo-intellectual bullshit. It’s also started to make me question the kind of people I want close in my life – I hate raising my standards but I can only put up with so much bullshit. I’ve started to realize that lack of common sense can be a real turn off…

Real intellectuals don’t need to have these bullshit borderline philosophical discussions – they understand the scientific method and logic and know how to obtain results through proper research and how to properly present the results of research in a clear and concise way. The total opposite of this hippy psychobabble which really has no point to make nor any research or results to back it up.

I feel like I’d be doing my friends a disservice to be any less honest, even if it means calling them out on their hippy bullshit, so, to all my hippy friends, consider yourselves educated.

October 2, 2010

expectations and how to ruin your life before the day even started

Filed under: General — Xero @ 11:08 am

I’ve recently in my oddly somewhat more social recent self, discovered some new phenomena worthy of discussion. That’s right, it’s almost been a year, but I’m back.

People have all sorts of hidden expectations and goals when it comes to a social situation. Basically, people are friends when there’s some sort of mutual connection which typically has to serve both sides in somewhat equal proportions or the whole situation gets pretty whack. When one persons expectations of the situation differ from another’s, a disparity of sorts develops in which one person’s expectations may be met and/or partially met and the others are completely messed up.

While being in a few situations recently, I’ve started to realize how fucked up some of the intentions can be. A simple social gesture can be completely misconstrued as to fit into your own reality of expectation and when in truth it had nothing to do with it or simply was misunderstood. I guess my problem in this all is finding my place when I’ve come to realize my expectations aren’t being met, and when others are conflicting, or attempting to sort of twist the situation into their favor.

Maybe in a way I’m starting to just see the people around me better, but I often miss the overall intentions in many people in my ultimate daze of observation. I suppose living in my own reality was nice while it lasted, but now I’ve come to realize that I need to step up my game if I expect others to play by my rules instead of theirs…

All this has really done is cause a bunch of confusion, but on top of that I have to deal with other people’s instabilities and what not, so some of my confusion is justified, and in those cases I’m now learning that it’s probably best to just back off…as much as some people need a shoulder to cry on, I can’t be that person if I’m not getting what I expect out of the situation, as sort of cruel as that sounds. I have enough trouble dealing with my own damn instabilities none the less others, plus half the time that kinda person wouldn’t listen to me anyway, so basically they’re just wasting my time for what’s basically a hit off the obligatory social pipe, and will just go back to their previous state anyway.

I am not your drug, I can’t be used when you please, only to be discarded later when you ignore my advice and shit falls apart anyway. Drugs never solve your problems anyway, they can only enhance situations. If you’re miserable already, get ready to be more miserable, cause that’s essentially what’s going to happen.

And you know what, the so called awkwardness of it all, it’s not really. It’s just not wanting to accept the fact that neither person can really get what they want and kind of cringing in the face of it all, you should have wanted what I wanted! Oh nos. Of course things are never so convenient, lesson learned.

Unfortunately here I am again – stuck learning things the hard way as usual. My years of isolation have yet again failed my social abilities. Hardly surprising I guess, but now it’s time for a crash course because I’m tired of this crap and I’m not going to let it drag me down. When have I EVER taken the easier path in life anyway? I’ve spent my whole life doing things the hard way, because it means I got there on my own terms, fuck all if I stop now.

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