You know, all this work trying to save mankind is just . . .
I’m hard-core, man. This is straight up, hippie-style activism. And Wilde. And Spark. All non-piker right-wing nut activist bloggers, site administrators, writers. INC. Sophie. I mean, it’s not like we’re drawing a check. We’re doing all this crap on principle. Which is what makes it hard-core.
And just right at this moment, I find that a little nuts. Because normal people are making love and watching television. I remember being normal, too — but I don’t remember getting hard-core. I wonder at what point my mind thought this was better than eating pizza and slapping a hot blonde’s ass.
I loved pizza.
This: Move forward on Sketchbook’s interface video tutorial. Move forward on Sketchbook’s interface static manual. Move forward on the Disinformation notes post. Complete Sketchbook’s faster “patch” script (to replace “build” script). <– Tonight. And that's not my flipping day job. That's what I'm doing instead of slapping ass and eating pizza.
And I don't even like mankind.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING DUDE
/self-incriminating-rant-over
Axe on April 19, 2014 at 3:03 AM
Axe on April 19, 2014 at 3:03 AM
We have trouble in our day, and I’ve never done denial well.
I still do normal everyday things, but what I miss is the sense of ease. There’s no summer. It’s always finals week. And even though you go out for pizza, you still know in the back of your mind that there’s an unreasonable instructor who can make decisions that will have adverse effects on your life.
I also miss having the feeling that even when things were personally tough, I still had a sense of the basic stability of the land in which I lived.
Paine wrote of times “in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive.” Summer and sun never try men’s souls—only the cold and dark of December and January nights. I’ve struggled with burn-out the last year. I’ve kept going by the grace of God, the love of my husband and children, and the help of my friends.
I also feel a sense of responsibility to the Founders–even the Pilgrims. That may sound weird, but I do. They were real people who went through so much that was so worse than out experiences. They didn’t know the outcome when they were in the midst of peril. They just kept going. They faced the trouble in their day, and left us a priceless legacy.
The week before he crossed the Delaware River, Washington wrote two relatives, and told them,
..if every nerve is not strain’d to recruit the New Army with all possible expedition, I think the game is pretty near up…You can form no Idea of the perplexity of my Situation. No Man, I believe, ever had a greater choice of difficulties and less means to extricate himself from them. However under a full persuasion of the justice of our Cause I cannot [but think the prospect will brighten, although for a wise purpose it is, at present hid under a cloud] entertain an Idea that it will finally sink tho’ it may remain for some time under a Cloud.
Washington didn’t go back and hide out at Mount Vernon–he stuck it out in the ice and snow when he was at low ebb. Now how am I going to let a man like that down?
Besides, I’ll have to answer to my own ancestors who fought for independence then, in 1812, and in the Civil War. What am I going to say to them if I give up?
The monument at the grave of Governor William Bradford of Plymouth Plantation has one inscription in Hebrew: Jehovah is our help. Another in Latin: What our fathers with so much difficulty secured,
do not basely relinquish.
Signed,
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:06 AM
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:06 AM
Have you considered taking a deep breath and chilling out?
libfreeordie on April 19, 2014 at 6:09 AM
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
You want to read a book to stiffen your spine, read Washington’s Crossing by David Hackett Fischer. He has two chapters, I think they’re back to back, titled, “A Cataract of Disaster,” and “The Crisis: Thomas Paine and the Black Times of 1776.”
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:12 AM
libfreeordie on April 19, 2014 at 6:09 AM
Oh, I do. But as I said, it’s like going out for pizza during finals. There’s fun, but there’s still that sense that there are tests to face.
You know, all this work trying to save mankind is just . . .
I’m hard-core, man. This is straight up, hippie-style activism. And Wilde. And Spark. All non-piker right-wing nut activist bloggers, site administrators, writers. INC. Sophie. I mean, it’s not like we’re drawing a check. We’re doing all this crap on principle. Which is what makes it hard-core.
And just right at this moment, I find that a little nuts. Because normal people are making love and watching television. I remember being normal, too — but I don’t remember getting hard-core. I wonder at what point my mind thought this was better than eating pizza and slapping a hot blonde’s ass.
I loved pizza.
This: Move forward on Sketchbook’s interface video tutorial. Move forward on Sketchbook’s interface static manual. Move forward on the Disinformation notes post. Complete Sketchbook’s faster “patch” script (to replace “build” script). <– Tonight. And that's not my flipping day job. That's what I'm doing instead of slapping ass and eating pizza.
And I don't even like mankind.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING DUDE
/self-incriminating-rant-over
Axe on April 19, 2014 at 3:03 AM
Axe on April 19, 2014 at 3:03 AM
We have trouble in our day, and I’ve never done denial well.
I still do normal everyday things, but what I miss is the sense of ease. There’s no summer. It’s always finals week. And even though you go out for pizza, you still know in the back of your mind that there’s an unreasonable instructor who can make decisions that will have adverse effects on your life.
I also miss having the feeling that even when things were personally tough, I still had a sense of the basic stability of the land in which I lived.
Paine wrote of times “in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive.” Summer and sun never try men’s souls—only the cold and dark of December and January nights. I’ve struggled with burn-out the last year. I’ve kept going by the grace of God, the love of my husband and children, and the help of my friends.
I also feel a sense of responsibility to the Founders–even the Pilgrims. That may sound weird, but I do. They were real people who went through so much that was so worse than out experiences. They didn’t know the outcome when they were in the midst of peril. They just kept going. They faced the trouble in their day, and left us a priceless legacy.
The week before he crossed the Delaware River, Washington wrote two relatives, and told them,
..if every nerve is not strain’d to recruit the New Army with all possible expedition, I think the game is pretty near up…You can form no Idea of the perplexity of my Situation. No Man, I believe, ever had a greater choice of difficulties and less means to extricate himself from them. However under a full persuasion of the justice of our Cause I cannot [but think the prospect will brighten, although for a wise purpose it is, at present hid under a cloud] entertain an Idea that it will finally sink tho’ it may remain for some time under a Cloud.
Washington didn’t go back and hide out at Mount Vernon–he stuck it out in the ice and snow when he was at low ebb. Now how am I going to let a man like that down?
Besides, I’ll have to answer to my own ancestors who fought for independence then, in 1812, and in the Civil War. What am I going to say to them if I give up?
The monument at the grave of Governor William Bradford of Plymouth Plantation has one inscription in Hebrew: Jehovah is our help. Another in Latin: What our fathers with so much difficulty secured, do not basely relinquish.
Signed,
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:06 AM
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:06 AM
Have you considered taking a deep breath and chilling out?
libfreeordie on April 19, 2014 at 6:09 AM
a hard-core, straight-up, hippie-style activist, non-piker right-wing nut activist blogger.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:06 AM
lol — Going. On. My site. :)
Axe on April 19, 2014 at 6:10 AM
“…the acts and choices of ordinary people…”
The American Crisis: November 2012
You want to read a book to stiffen your spine, read Washington’s Crossing by David Hackett Fischer. He has two chapters, I think they’re back to back, titled, “A Cataract of Disaster,” and “The Crisis: Thomas Paine and the Black Times of 1776.”
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:12 AM
libfreeordie on April 19, 2014 at 6:09 AM
Oh, I do. But as I said, it’s like going out for pizza during finals. There’s fun, but there’s still that sense that there are tests to face.
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:14 AM
Peace out.
:)
INC on April 19, 2014 at 6:14 AM