Long due

From the title, you might think I'm sad that I haven't posted in a while. I'm not at all. I have a life, you see. But, as it happens, my life involves time enough for worthless action, such as this is. Hence the worthless action to come. I'm posting some adorable pictures of my puppy (not really a puppy, actually a full grown dog, but I call her puppy.), Snickers. Or Snick. Or Idiot. Or even "Oops." She comes running at the mere mention of "oops." Or Whoops. Or *gasp*. Even, AAAAAAA, my mom's OH NO, or lily's giggle. She knows very intuitively the sort of exclamation which means, "I've just dropped tasty num-nums on the floor." Therefore, she appears apparitionally and extremely punctually at the very spot which has the food, freshly dropped. In other words, pronto. So here it is, from yesterday morning.
Cuteness abound!
~Aaron

A Poem

I wrote this yesterday. My third poem ever, so be forwarned of it's rather rough-around-the-edgesness.

What to do with myself?
Need I find some other wisdom to delve?

I could address a speech to the heaving mass-
Or dance with a pretty lass.

However, I need something more, I think...
Lest I careen over the brink.

By being pushed? not a thought
Lest my bones all rot

But perhaps by a trip and fall
Accidental of course. Self-inflicted not at all.

Maybe through thick and thin
I can find some truth, wherin

All the work I do, and more
Is justified unto the LORD

Elementary Communism?

What? The title sorta makes sense I guess. But, funnily enough, I don't mean basic communism, I mean elementary as in little kids' schools.
Through this musical storytime program I've been participating in-most of you know what I'm talking about, and here's the link to the video coming up after this tuesday: http://bit.ly/wXt16f-I've noticed something strange. Firstly, that all the kids have bags under their eyes just as big, or if it's even possible, bigger than my bags. And secondly, they're like robots. Every minute little sign of the teachers they copy and obey without concious thought, and with listlessness they travel from classroom to classroom. It may well be even better than what Marx, Lenin, or Stalin ever envisioned in fact. Because, little though we realize it, we're fulfilling the first cornerstone of Communism. We're taking kids at the most impressionable age, and teaching them, not (usually) debateably or not harmful things, but necessary things that everyone needs to know. The method is the bad part. They are taught to sit and repeat and obey without question (if they do question, then they get time out) every command issued. They are essentially turning their brains off. The part that works better than the abovementioned tyrants could've thought is the fact that we accept it as the only normal. You know, before this system, kids asked questions to learn, not just repeated everything that they heard lectured to them. But now, when they learn well, all they learn is exactly what their teachers tell them exactly how they told them. It's devoid of interpretation, and thereby application. And that's exactly what Marx wanted. He wanted endless conditioning to order-following, and that's what we're getting.
But, there's still hope, because of the few kids that are animated, excited, and those who you can tell are enjoying the performance for its own sake. They laugh and don't wait for the word cards to come out before answering a question. They can think by themselves, and dare I say it, the ones who don't like to passively sit are the ones who learn the most. They're the ones who will be able to pursue what they love and use it to everyone's benefit as adults, instead of the Occupy Wall Street crowd who think that everything should be ground into a pulp and given to them so as not to stress out their mental baby teeth.

communism at work

Instead of Marx's grand ideas for world piece and universal control of all things.....











This is what turns out. ^^(violent anti-communist protests)

Free Market?

hey, thought I'd talk about interesting things having to do with a free market.
Karl Marx's main ideas all about economics seem to have one end in mind. Perfect equality in every way, but with everyone prospering. So basically in capitalism you have everyone looking out for themselves, but with the government, state or federal, having some restrictions. For example you have the FDA screening all food and drug products before they hit the market. So in a way, you could even think about Marx's ideas as the culmination of Capitalism. It's interesting, because most people think of capitalism as the opposite, but it's not. It is a much milder, and hopefully controllably so, form of socialism. The real opposite is the free market.
Basically the Free market is a situation where everyone looks out for themselves and sells, produces, buys, and screens for themselves, enlivening the phrase, "Caveat Emptor." In a perfect world this would be great, and the perfection of government, anarchy in the economic arena. But, as in all else, people are bad, so it won't work. Hence the big elaborate system of checks and balances, laws, lobbyists, regulations, and agencies we have today, keeping the system of capitalism together and in check.

Hey Anyone!
I thought I'd resuscitate this old dead blog. Basically, the new title is a reference from a Calvin and Hobbes comic, which I have a part of as the background. What does it mean? In short, it means a middle-class oaf. I thought it was fitting for me...and the sort of stuff likely to exude itself on this blog. It's funny, cause Bill Watterson uses the word Bourgeois in the same way that Karl Marx did in his "Communist Manifesto." I might add that Watterson employs the word with infinitely more poise and grace, as well. Thing is, different philosophers like to generalize their ideas to fit with the "vulgar masses" of people that make up the world, and middle or bourgeois class always are that majority. It's an extremely interesting subject, and one which I'm currently intrigued (I won't say obsessed) by, and the only one which I have been thoroughly enjoying this year in my Literature course. So, it may pass, but while it's here, I want to yammer on about it.
btw, bourgeois is pronounced Borze-wass-C, interestingly enough.

10/4

~Aaron

we lost, oh well

we lost, oh well. haha, that's just about all I want to say or think about it. To make a long story short, after giving up our lead of one goal three times, and letting Japan push us into penalty kicks, we squandered the majority of our kicks wide or high, and let in more of theirs than we got, making them upset us (in many senses of the word) to win the title for the first time ever.