When I was a young sprout, I fondly remember the movie “Free Willy” and Michael Jackson singing that song. Even at such a young age, it was vividly apparent that the he had talent. I think it’s probably undeniable that Michael was (and is) one of the greatest musical talents of all time. At any rate – I forget exactly when it was, but it all of a sudden became cool to make child molestation references in association with Michael Jackson. I guess I (and most of the population) pretty much accepted that he was pretty weird and likely a child molester.

I guess what pains me (and obviously a lot of people) is that now, after his death, it becomes apparent just how much on an impact he had on the world, and what a great person he really was. As far as the allegations – well – who knows. I certainly don’t know – but I’m about 150% sure that the last case in 2003 or whatever was 1000% bullshit, and I do recall feeling sort of sorry for him at the time that went down. In any case, it seems that “early death” was just what the media prescribed for Jackson’s defamation, and the medicine certainly appears to have worked.

Rest in peace MJ – I think we owe you a collective apology.

This image is so shocking that I feel that I have to post. Some people may have already seen it, but I think that it needs to be out there. If a society performs executions at all, never mind public executions, then that society’s people need to question their values. Regardless of your cultural background, and regardless of what this guy did, this can’t possibly be the right way to solve the problem.

For those of you who support capital punishment, perhaps you’ll feel different after seeing this photo..

I am starting to think that I have a bit of a problem with uncontrollable vindictiveness. I think that the main reason for my being this way is that, in all situations of disagreement in which I develop feelings of revenge seeking, I’m firmly convinced that I’m correct and that the other party is not; I resolve to seek justice, and I do not compromise. The thing is, I can’t seem to control myself when I feel this way, and I think that may be something that I should work on.

I’ve been reading up a bit regarding Borderline Personality Disorder, and, I’ve got to say, I really think that one of my exes had it. Ok, maybe more than one (hehe), but there is one in particular who I think really might have had it. Whatever it was, there was something definitely wrong with her.

Why am I thinking of this now? I’m not exactly sure, but reading a BBS post in which a rather unfortunate young man stated:

She loves me but often times she will be cold and mean to me.
she can be extremely clingy and then want nothing to do with me.
Threatens suicide if she feels like she is losing me.
Cuts herself.
Does not like to be questioned.
Bringing up problems or trying to work out things that are bothering me from stuff she does is a huge no-no with her, she will either shut down completely or get really angry and tell me to stop talking about it.
She lacks empathy and blames me for every problem we have.
Anything that im upset over because of her, she does not get or understand or even care how it affects me, and finds ways to blame me for everything.
She will often tell me that she does not think i love her if i distance myself from her.
A lot of the times that she is depressed and im not around she will text me saying she is worthless and is thinking about suicide. Sometimes she will text me with odd things to get a reaction out of me like “blood.”
she will put her friends over me.
Does not like being left alone for long periods of time.
Everything has to be her way, on her own time, when she feels like it, no compromise at all.
She is very easy to annoy or piss off, i feel like im walking on egg shells with her, because there is a lot of things that im not allowed to bring up with her or she will shut down or get extremely upset.
I’ve done everything to be there for her and let her know i care but that still is not enough, she never saw how much i was there for her, nothing i did would ever make her think i truly cared.

Made me consider my own experiences with a certain crazy female personality. My ex wasn’t so much suicidal as she was sadistic, so perhaps she had a different sort of disorder. I can recall one instance in which she pestered me for weeks to get a puppy. I hate animals, but eventually I caved in.

After getting the  puppy, after a short while, it predictably pissed all over our bed, which made me rather upset. Luckily, she had a good solution in training it. She threw it in the toilet and flushed the toilet a few times, to the probable terrifying discomfort of the puppy. I revel in the suffering of animals as much as the next guy, so I wasn’t completey unamused by this act. Following this semi-cruel act, she proceeded to wash the puppy off in the shower. The little fellow probably thought that his ordeals for the day were over.. WRONG!!!

When it came for drying off time, she placed the puppy in the sink, and then began scalding it with the blowdryer. She kept this up for about five minutes, and finally, after the puppy stopped making noise, she put an article of dog-clothing on it, completed the standard drying process (as most would imagine a drying process might be conducted), and cuddled it to sleep.

The next day, she went on a trip for a couple of days. The puppy died while she was away. I threw its stiff body into the rubbish bin located in the stairwell.

Everyone hates a drama queen, but there seem to be a lot around. I’ve had the pleasure of meeting one such delightful person, and – well – words can’t describe the depth and effort that this person has put into creating drama. Ah, well, it’ll all turn out right in the end, but that doesn’t mean that it isn’t annoying for the present.

Perhaps, though, it’s a sign from Allah, Moses, Jehovah, Buddha, Mithra, Joseph Smith, his holiness L Ron Hubbard, or perhaps all of them. There are ways in which one can live one’s life such that there is a much lower propensity for dramatic or complex situations to occur. I’ve unfortunately made the mistake of not living a more simple life.

To this end, I am going to lead a life conducive to success. The best ideas are simple ideas; the best plans are simple plans; the best life is a simple life. A good friend of mine told me to just be myself: uncomplicated yet always firmly resolved to do what is right, regardless of the consequence. I think this advice is correct, and thus I’m not going to let myself sink to the level of others, tempting as it may be.

When the deeper issues rise to the surface, I’ll take a big cool drink of self-righteousness and satisfaction. Until then, I’ll sit on the sidelines and watch the show.

Watching you!