Much of what we do here is serious commentary on the leftist bias in this world, issues that are consequential to the debate between right and left. But, today we can sit back and have a little lighthearted fun with our lefty friends without all that worry and seriousness hovering over us like a cloud of leftist generated noxious gas. So… do ya wanna hear something funny?
The Telegraph brings us the heart wrenching tale of one Mr. Mark Boyle, the man who thought he was going to backpack on foot from Bristol, England to Mahatma Gandhi’s birthplace in Porbander, India. Unfortunately, Mr. Boyle was crestfallen to have to quit this noble effort early. And we are all the poorer for it.
Speaking of poorer…
Mr. Boyle, who is a member of the Freeconomy Movement, wanted to do this important trek all to bring the world “peace.” So selfless, ain’t he? Yes, Boyle was courageously trying to bring the whole wide world’s attention to his quest so that all men everywhere could be consoled that one man, one lone but resolute fellow, could have the chips to launch such a heroic effort, one that would bring the world to its feet in solidarity and awe. Who could want to fight after that, eh?
Being a good member of that aforementioned society of high thinkers and humanitarians, he thought he was going to do it without a penny in his pocket, too. See, the Freeconomy Movement imagines that everything can be free, that money is unnecessary. In fact, they want to completely do away with money.
So, off he went one bright and sunny British morn to begin this legendary journey about which, one day, movies would surely be made, books written, cults begun even. And perhaps Mr. Boyle might be at long last able to impress the birds down at the pub, too? The world held its breath and excitement arose with Boyle’s every step as he started his epic, storybook effort.
The Telegraph gives us the soul stirring details…
Mark Boyle, 28, who began his trip with only t-shirt, sandals and a bandage four weeks ago, hoped that strangers along the way would provide him with food and places to stay.
But disaster struck only four weeks later because for all their claims of being peace lovers, the stinkin’ French stuck a pin in Boyle’s peaceiness balloon.
After reaching Calais Mr Boyle made the decision to quit his trip because as he could not speak French people thought he was an asylum seeker or a freeloader and would not give him food or board.
The 28-year-old kept an online diary of his adventure, where in one of his final entries he wrote: “…they had also seen us as just a bunch of freeloading backpackers, which is the complete opposite of what the pilgrimage is about”.
Argh! Wars will now rage unabated where peace was just about to dawn. People will call others names, clowns will be looked down upon, Brussels sprouts will still receive not an ounce of respect from small children. Some ill mannered sap may even kick a puppy now that Boyle’s wondrous adventure has met its too early demise.
Oh, the humanity.
Mr Boyle… apologised to his supporters and said that he was unable to find words to express his disappointment at having to quit.
Yes, the world is all in darkness. Despair is still our uninvited companion. The hand of black death still grips us tightly.
Imagine these darn French people? Looking upon this scruffy, unkempt, penniless, freeloader looking for a free meal and imagining he is a scruffy, unkempt, penniless, freeloader looking for a free meal! Don’t they know what is at steak here (uh, I mean stake)? Why it’s none other than peace in our times, man! You know how Brits like to have “peace in our times,” doncha? Heck, it’s always just around the corner.
Oh, those French talk a good game about all that peace stuff, but here — right when peace was almost within their grasp — they let it all slip away and just because they refused to part with a meal or two. Not a speck of cheese, a thimble of wine… not a single croissant could these misers spare.
So, now humanity will have to wait for another scruffy, unkempt, penniless, freeloader looking for a free meal to bring the enlightenment to us all.
MAN! And we were THAT close, too!
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Artfldgr said,
i mean sheesh… how can a person use the power of mind to live in a inner delusional world in which the moves mean things only unto him.
where he has moved beyond a “personal god”, and has created a “personal reality”.
the thing about “personal systems” is that they allow one to use them as an interface between things, and to them close the gap, even so far as to make equivalence.
so you have catholics who think they are Catholics, but they dont follow the teachings or the rules of such an organization. if you ask they will say, oh, thats not my version of it, in my version abortion is ok, infidelity is a forgone conclusion, etc.
this interface of a personal definition, allows them to be something else, and yet still think they are that somthing.
hey! dont get ahead of me here…
so he has a personal version of life. in everyone elses definition, he is what he is to everyone… but to him, someone that does what he does, is an adventurer, and explorer… a person looking for new horizons, lving off the land, surviving.
and until the two dont conflict, and he surrounds him selves with pseudo like minded people who feed and reinforce this “social view” he is a happy camper.
this is how feminism collects all women unto them. the leaders define things and directoin… just like the leaders in the catholic church does… or any group that forms for a purpose.
however for that group to have maximal reach and maximal power, they have to collect more than 51%… and since no one has the skill (genearally) to write like cicero and sway 95% to their side on merit… another game is needed. and so feminism the mass is defined by the leaders, and each of the useful idiot followers ahve their own personal versions.
you can see this in how feminism is like “ideological adobo”, its added to everything in different quantities to make everything taste better. but if you look, each subgroup has fractured themselves and fight to promote their form of feminism. the groups contradict, but because each owes their ultimate fealty to feminism as the spice of their life, the leaders have enouhg power to make the leaders agendas now happen (screw the ones with personal versions, they arent followers anyway)
this is a product of the dual thinking required to live in a socialist world. where you can be claiming to do the best for people,and actually be doing harm. where you can say one thing, but its another. so why not in how you live and view the world?
where you can rob a person of 1000 dollars and give it to a charity, and call that a just and good act… why? because the person has a 1000 dollars to steal. how dare they.
he is lucky that he lives in a world where most people are not socilaists. or else they wouldnt be weatlhy enough to spare anythign for him, and he wouldnt be ablet to be a world hopping parasite.
a parasite lives off their hosts and do not return anything of value to them.
however, he is wandering around a place where socialism is more and more and more part of the daily lives… and so they are no longer wealhty to be generous enough to support his inner dream of a personal reality.
this is what comes crashing down when a drag queen has to come down to life, and no longer live the delusion.
rocky horror, a deconstrution of the frankfurt schools programs in america, to the classic culture (brad and janet), said what its about.
dont dream it, be it.
but socialists dont give you abilities, merits, or anything like that, so you cant actually be it. so you be it in your head, and build an interface.
you become a nihilist version of walter mitty.
thats what he is a modern day walter mitty, who superimposes a fantasy on top of his reality. thats how they would look at it in the past, i see it more as a personal version of reality. its a bit different because walter mitty knew where the real world was, and where his fantasies end. this new form of creature, the new improved version, has no such distinction.
now he has a dissonant problem… he never learned how things in the real world work, because he was always in his world. his world was simpler, and his world what he did had merit, gave him self eesteem. he felt that he was accomplishing somethign important.
there are some people that feel that way getting out of bed in the morning.
(and i am not refering ot the sick and ill that have a good reason for that feeling)
The explanations and directions were nicely recorded by richard obrien, and wholly unappriciated for what it really is.
Give yourself over to absolute pleasure
Swim the warm waters of sins of the flesh
Erotic nightmares beyond any measure
And sensual daydreams to treasure forever
Can’t you just see it.
Don’t dream it, be it
Don’t dream it, be it
so man, dont get i his way… he has to be it, he has to dream it…
he has to have his nightmares beyond any measure…
you know why?
I’m a wild and an untamed thing
I’m a bee with a deadly sting
You get a hit and your mind goes ping
Your heart’ll pump and your blood will sing
So let the party and the sounds rock on
We’re gonna shake it ’till the life has gone
Rose tint my world
Keep me safe from my trouble and pain
so dont get in his way
thats a drag
March 1, 2008 at 1:15 pm
amfortas said,
Well, he would if he’d been a woman.
March 2, 2008 at 8:06 am
amfortas said,
Peace sista.
March 2, 2008 at 8:09 am