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About somejohn

Hi. My name is John. It's a really exotic name given to me by my hippie parents. It's caused me to become cynical, sarcastic, short-tempered and socially impaired. Let's have fun together, shall we?!

Good hypocrisy, bad hypocrisy.


I am always late. So much so, that I can’t even deny it! Can’t even play around the bush and say it’s the weather, or the traffic, or the stars! Mercury was retrograde, or some shit. I’m so constantly late I can’t even deny it like a normal person! But it’s not always my fault… I mean, how are you supposed to be at school at 8 sharp when studying sometimes keeps you awake till late in the morning?! Even if you go to sleep before midnight(which is… a struggle!… to say the least) you should be up by 6 or 7 which only leaves us with 6 or 7  hours of sleep, best case scenario… And then, you have all those make-believe scientists telling you should be sleeping for at least 8 hours every night!
Oh is that so Mr. Scientist? And how on earth am I supposed to do that? And them dumb teachers buy into that bullcrap as well!
“Sleep well kids, sleeping is good for you! Feeds your brain, stores memory blah blah blugh!” Such hypocrites! Punishing us for being late yet still pretending we should be getting enough sleep as well. And keep up. And be social. And have hobbies. In what magical time-stopping fairy land are they living anyways?! I want in!

Hypocrisy. Gets into my nerves. Can’t stand it. Some times it’s awfully obvious too! Like in the “night sleep paradox”. (It’ll catch on… “Night Sleep Paradox“. I like it!) They say it’ll be good for you if you slept more yet do anything in their power to prevent you from doing so. What’s the harm in starting school 1 hour later and leaving an hour later?! None. End of discussion!

To me, hypocrisy arises from our need to lie to ourselves. We want to believe we’re better people than we actually are. We [want to] believe we’re good Christians, yet we judge and steal and hate and kill and cheat and envy and…
We ask our kids to behave themselves when we can’t even control our road-rage. We preach about right and wrong and lecture other people and then go ahead and make the same mistakes.

Still, I wonder… is it so bad wanting to believe you’re a better human than you actually are? Would someone who truly realized and acknowledged what a disgusting, hateful, lying, vile person they can be, even get the strength to get out of bed?
Would they take it upon themselves to pursue love and invite another person to their mess? Is maybe introspection… overrated? Are we maybe supposed to overlook our own bads, faults, mistakes, flaws, in order to finally… survive? Survive yourself and survive the race for reproduction even? Is hypocrisy favored by natural selection? Is it an evolutionary trait that Homo s. possesses ?!(Pun intended)
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Could there be, then, two kinds of hypocrisy?! A good kind of hypocrisy; the one that helps us survive, socialize, live with ourselves, sort “good” people through the crowd and finally feel good and get up and move on; and a bad kind, one that hurts others, affects them, harms them and messes with their lives? And what is the line between the two? Who can see the line and not cross it?!
Hey you. You who can see it… Where are you? I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Please. Show me the damned line.

Quote of the day: ” Every man must decide whether he will walk in the light of creative altruism or in the darkness of destructive selfishness” Martin Luther King Jr.

Yours,
some john


Is judgement a force of nature?!


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I hate judgement. I hate the look people give you when they judge you. I hate the Sunday-school lectures they give every time your way isn’t their way. I hate it when I do something, or I am certain way and someone else sees that as a flaw to be corrected, a jab to be thrown, a wall to be repainted. I like my black corners and my water marks, mind your own business, kind sir. Do I tell you how to paint your walls and live your life?! But, I wonder, do these people know they create feelings inside you that could eventually build up into a good old homicide, or are they just being …themselves?

That makes me wonder… Why do we judge?
Is it to make ourselves feel better,bigger, stronger, superior or is it just a habit? Is judgement taught? Can it be untaught?
And what would that take?
Love is the most powerful weapon; so would it take a huge, core-shaking, big love to change a judgmental person?!
And if yes, what can you do; you the random victim, the vagabond who simply finds himself between the “before” and “after” of this transformation? Is it like dating an ugly person? I mean, like when you date an ugly woman and then you make her more cocky and harder for others to pick up… If you attack and confront a judgmental… I’ll say it, prick… do you make things better or worse?
How could you handle the situation, the array of rules and “musts” of another person, if not by confrontation?

One thing you’re not supposed to confront and fight is a natural disaster. Could “judgement” be like a natural disaster? Could it be   that we’re not supposed to fight or argue with it but just… endure it?! philippines-typhoon-haiyan-2013

A tsunami you endure by “going high”… How is a life-choice correcting seminar endured?!
Surely you’re not supposed to overeact. Or correct the other person, because that’s just hypocritical, you correct someone who’s trying to correct you?! Am I the only one who sees the irony in that?!
You can’t ignore them, that’s rude. You can’t explain to them why you’re like that, they could never understand; they’re different and if they could understand they wouldn’t be trying to correct you in the first place!

Let’s reflect back on our favorite prophet here, none other than the Christian god Jesus Christ, son of El and Mary who famously said: “Love thy neighbor and their dog Rufus who barks in the middle of the night”. According to our spiritual leader here what you’re supposed to do is to… take it, sprinkle love all over it and give it back to them because you don’t need it.

And I think he’s precisely correct. Why bother wasting your time on every insecure, selfish, jerk-faced, back-stabbing hoe-bag who thinks she’s got all the truths of this world figured out, when you can just politely say: “I think you might be right, I’ll try and change that, but don’t expect much now!” or “I get what you’re saying and I see where you’re coming from but I really like my walls that way and they don’t bother me in the least… so I think I might stick with this color[ and if I get tired of it I might just change it, like you said]”
or the good old fashioned “Fuck you, nobody asked for your opinion, you can keep it in your sock-drawer”

Quote of the day: “Be kind to one another” Ellen DeGeneres

Love,
some john


Smartphones: Heaven or Refuge


I know what you’ll say. Refuge.

You see, I LOVE technology as much as the next internet addict but there are some things that bother me when it comes to human relations.

I was going to the supermarket today and while I was listening to 3EB rocking it as always, I saw this kid walking by with his jacket on and one of his sleeves was in his left pocket. He was missing an arm.

Quickly after I had finished feeling sorry for him and having my heart break from all the struggles he must be facing blah blah blah, I noticed something. He was texting. There you have it. A 7 yo one-armed kid using its sole remaining arm to text his friends in the middle of the street without paying attention to where he was going. When did we get to this? Back in the good old days us kids would pile up the hay and go lose our arms in war; or have our expertism  on simple math calculations questioned by a sarcastic, sadistic talking book; not text in the middle of an intersection! texting

My friends would rather play Candy Crash(which alone opens up a whole new can of socially dysfunctional worms) than pay attention to a class which, according to my opinion, is pure genius.

While we’re at it, since when have smiling dogs and huge-throbbing-red-emoji hearts replaced actual sentiments of love?! Do we use them to fake something that isn’t there or have we learned that this is how we express love now? Talking about emojis; a picture can be worth a thousand words but since when do we need a thousand words to express love, or sadness, or boredom or excitement? Just how much enrichment does an conversation between two friends need, anyway?!

Don’t watch Event Horizon. That movie is bad and not in a good way.

Listen to disco. t makes everything seem better. Just google disco, it’ll know what to do.

Quote of the day: “I hate emojis” SomeJohn.

Sincerely,
somejohn


I want Jude Nelson’s hair, is that so bad?!


Just don’t ask where I’ve been…! I’ve seen stuff and it took me long to get over them.
This week amongst other things it’s movie week. One movie I’d really like to talk to you about is The Breakfast Club. I don’t know how but I didn’t get to watch it as a kid. Call it bad timing with the TV guide call whatever you want. Anyways, I had to look it up,downlo…rent it and watch it by myself. And boy is it one of those movies that stick with you.

so there I was sitting on my desk….well on a chair close to my desk to be exact, enjoying a cup of coffee and pressing play on what I thought was just an ’80s high school chick flick. So I was pretty excited as you can understand! Before I go off explaining the plot a bit like I usually do let me say that if you didn’t like The Breakfast Club, then you better forget about me…! (That’s where you’re supposed to laugh, nevermind..)

So… a douche-y teacher(Paul Gleason) is called to supervise an 8-hour Saturday detention some of his students got. John Bender (Jude Nelson), Claire (Molly Ringwall), Andrew(Emilio Estevez), Brian( Anthony Michael Hall) and Allison(Ally Sheedy). At first and for the rest of the movie Bender is the rudely honest prick and at first they all don’t get along very well. He seems to be the only one with an array of past parental abuse and mental scarring but that’s far from correct. At this point anything I say will ruin the plot of the movie so all I’m gonna say is that no one dies.

This movie serves your self-righteousness right back in your face. Gets you out of your box and breaks the stereotypes Varsity Blue would set again, 14 years later. No one is perfect and no one has it that much worse than everyone else. It’s more often than usual that people try to pretend they’re the saddest in the world. What an illusion that is. No one cares enough to ask about what’s really bothering us all in order to find out that other people have issues too. We all deal with them in different ways, some are better at hiding them than others, some are strong enough to overcome them and some even go through them in one piece. It’s silly to assume that someone has no problems just by the way they act, stupid to assume that whatever it is it’s not as bad as yours and even more stupid if you let these issues stand between you.

An iconic film that feels like… I’ve always had watched I just didn’t know I did. Again I’m sorry universe I’m make it up to you.

Overall it’s more than a great movie I wish I had already watched. I know this is no pro review, just some of my feelings abut the movie all I could put into words at least…”Who am I..? Who am I..? I am a Walrus.” Gonna watch Easy A now. Bye.

Quote of the day: “Hope will never be silent” Harvey Milk

Ok for the band of the day, no it’s not Simple Minds….! It’s Buddy Holly with “Ready Teddy” and “Every day”

Yours

Some john.


Why I like dogs. And why I am like a dog.


I’d like to take a coffee-break from all the continuous and very consistent fun we’ve all been having to talk about feelings. And people. And people’s feelings.

Throughout my life there are a lot of things I’ve noticed. I’ve noticed that Gloria Estefan can work into any conversation. I’ve noticed that pandas are actually very lazy; don’t have many babies and natural selection-y speaking they don’t deserve to be on this planet any more. I’ve noticed that there are more Disney-obsessed people out there than you’d think. And I’ve also noticed that people are selfish and insecure.

Chapter one: Why people are insecure and selfish. Let me give you a personal example.

I’m what you’d a call a funny guy. Not Ellen-DeGeneres-funny, not even Jennifer-Aniston-funny but that’s what I do. I make people laugh. I’m also a lot like Patrick from the Perks of Being a Wallflower. I don’t like to talk about serious stuff a lot.

Now, what I’ve noticed is that people never take you seriously unless you’re a what I call an “attention whore” when it comes to serious stuff. You know these people and it’s about them I’m gonna talk about. It’s that one person who always says the most cliché things when someone’s sad, stuff that everyone knows and treats the situation like it’s an in-progress gang rape. They put their serious face on and want everyone to do the same. I also call them “drama queens of the sad train” and “unnecessary mood killers”(or “killed mood accentuaters” – it’s a thing).

As you can probably tell, I’m not like that. I don’t like to say fake things that everyone can and are as expected as a “bless you” after a sneeze. I like to just be there and say what the other person needs or has to hear. People are not stupid. They don’t think it’s gonna be OK. They don’t believe they’ll get through it as “time goes by”. So I don’t say that crap.
Now, as I mentioned people never take me seriously. At school I was never elected as anything because people didn’t think I could accomplish anything. People feel the need to warn me when someone’s sad so that I don’t make jokes. What does this all have to do with insecurity?!
As I see it people see a good sense of humor and kindness as weakness. As something unreliable and they feel the need to put you down for having them, but you know that’s not true. You know you could console someone in a way that’s more intimate and true than anyone who feels they need to wear black and start crying with them. It’s just that people want to feel good about themselves. They want to feel that they’re better than you and they want to be the ones getting the sad person’s attention. “You’re the comic relief character that I go to when I want to goof around, now let me handle the serious stuff. There there honey it’s all gonna be OK…. What are YOU still doing here? Don’t you have a joke to tell?! Somewhere else?!”

It’s a rich blend of insecurity mixed with self-gratification and a topping of lack of faith in other people, but that can’t hold a candle to how much people want to feel superior and noticed. Not-in-the-least.

Obviously I’m talking about grief. Never in my life has a sad person sought comfort from me or has entrusted me with anything more than “look at this hello kitty picture and how weirdly it’s dressed”.

I like to treat sadness with laughter, companionship and friendship and assuring people that no matter what crap is going on with them,I’ll always be something stable in their life. If you’re like me and people can’t appreciate you then know this: It’s not your problem. It’s their fault for wanting to have as much drama in their life as humanly possible and there’s not much you can do to show them otherwise, other than your life’s example.

I hope you can understand my train of thought that’s bouncing all over. I will see you when I have something to talk about.

Song of the day:  Huey Lewis & The News – “Workin’ For A Livin'” on the same note: Dolly Parton: “9 to 5”

Quote of the day: “I just have a lot of feelings. I wish that I could bake a cake made out of rainbows and smiles that we’d all eat and be happy…!” From Tina Fey.

Yours

Some John.


Lessons learned so far: Don’t be fucking lazy.


Hey guys and gals! How are you doing? Are you having a good hair-day? I hope you are! I’ve been doing OK myself…
I wanted to make this amazing(well, good at least) series of posts a few weeks back. Unfortunately in required a lot of time that I simply didn’t have… It’ll happen too,just not as soon as I would have wanted it to…

School’s been going good though! I’ve met some very beautiful and interesting people I’m going out with them in an hour from now..! Hope I’ll have the time to shower. We also do archeo-anthropology at school which is something I’ve always found interesting so I really enjoy it! Did you know the first human-like species appeared 3 million years ago? Stupid as a box of rocks compared to us but still human! I’m also thinking of reading a book on the subject for my English class!

One of the reasons I couldn’t write so much was because I was very absorbed with all the new music I’ve been listening too. And on top f that, I’m infinitely lazy. Go figure… I’m surprised I manage to do anything at all. Hell! I’m surprised I’m even writing this! You know what music genre is amazing?! Rock ‘n’ Roll! Now, don’t go saying “Oh course! Everyone know that!” just yet! You have to really get invested in rock ‘n’ roll to really appreciate it… You can’t just say you like “Viva Las Vegas” an think you know rock ‘n’ roll. I’m not even saying that I do know most rock ‘n’ roll songs! Knowing rock ‘n’ roll means to realize that it’s just white blues with an upbeat style and guitar! Buddy Holly,Chuck Berry, the  Everly Brothers,Roy Orbison are just some of the artists I’ve been listening to lately.
After that I took the Beates up. Chronologicaly. If you’re lucky I can probably tell you the year of release of most of their albums!

Another thing I haven’t been doing is watching movies. It’s what’s got me really worried. I love movies. There’s not enough time in a lifetime to watch all the movies I want to watch! Then why u no watch movies? I don’t know… The reason actually why I can’t write to you the posts I told you about is actually because They have to do with me watching a bunch of movies…! Anyways, I hope I’ll get back to it. I’ve watched 7 seasons of Futurama though! It’s good stuff, thinking about starting it again…!

Quote of the day: “After silence, that which comes closer to expressing the inexpressible is music” Aldous Huxley

Songs of the day “Build me up buttercup” (Oh watch the highway sing-a-long video by TJ Smith on youtube) and “Baby now that I’ve found you” both by the Foundations.

P.S. Fun Fact: If we were friends I’d be that one friend who always lip-sings whatever he listens to on his mp3.


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