I heard a couple of people talking about their favourite TV shows and their best moments. I decided to write a post and think about what mine was.
I don't actually watch too much TV. Anything I do watch is more in spurts. I love The Simpsons, it has to be the funniest show EVER and is loaded with so much subtext in it's writing it is unreal. I used to watch The Big Bang Theory now and again but it has gone awful with the cute blonde being so frigging annoying, the geeks are all studs now and the Indian guy comes out with jokes which the writers have written for him that I was saying in real life about ten years ago.
I used to like Heroes but it went absolutely crazy towards the latter stages as they had too many characters and they didn't know what to do with them. Homeland is pretty awesome as is Game Of Thrones. As I am writing this, I have just finished to where it is up to.
I just watch things online at 2am when I can't sleep.
There are that many TV shows. TOO MANY. With all the cable channels and things. Thousands. It is insane to think there are actors out there who are out of work when surely they could get a part somewhere. It is almost as if there are more TV shows than there are actors. Than there are people! I'm going too far I know.
I really don't think acting exists in movies anymore. Too many special effects, editing etc. That is not acting to me.
I did however watch and have watched two more times the whole series of Lost. Regular readers of my blog (if there are any regular readers) would know how much I loved/love this series. And I just wanted to do a lighthearted post again and I thought of coming up with the best TV moment. I didn't choose from any animation, or any films, I just wanted to pick one from a TV show where something I watched just made me go "woah, that was amazing."
So I ended up picking the following two scenes from Lost. I couldn't pick one:-
This is from season 3 episode 10 and is titled "Tricia Tanaka is dead."
Hugo Reyes (Hurley) is shown in a flashback with his dad when he is younger. They are both working together to fix a car however it won't start. Hurelys' father tells him that good things will happen when you believe they will. Also that in this world, you have to make your own luck. His father leaves for Las Vegas and just before he leaves, he gives his son a chocolate bar. At first Hurley doesn't want it but his father insists and promises to return from Las Vegas soon. You hear the song "Shambala" by Three dog night being played.
The flashbacks continue throughout the episode. Hurleys' father never returned until after Hurley wins the lottery seventeen years later which pleased his mother but not Hurley himself. A lot of unfortunate things happen in Hurleys' life after he wins the lottery. People die and one of his chicken restaurants get hit by a meteorite are just a couple of unfortunate circumstances that happen. He believes winning the money was a curse and plans to rid the curse by going to Australia. Hurleys' father takes him to a tarot reader who says she can rid the curse however she is caught out by Hurley and then admits that his father paid her to say that. Hurley then begins packing to go to Australia and his father admits he did come back because he heard his son had won the lottery but also says that he will wait for Hurley until he comes back from Australia.
Charlie has been told that he is going to die soon. It seems that every time Desmond (who isn't in this scene) foresees Charlie about to die, he saves him but figures that Charlie is meant to die and nothing can change that no matter how much they try to change it. Hurley believes this and tells Charlie that he thinks that he brings bad luck. The dog Vincent then comes with a human arm in his mouth and leads Hurley to the camper van you are about to watch. Hurley then wants to fix the van and goes back to the beach searching for someone who might help him do it. Everybody ignores him apart from Jin who doesn't really speak English and gets roped into helping. Hurley finds a skeleton and beer in the van. He then bumps into Sawyer who agrees to help after finding out beer is available and also gets Charlie to help after telling him he can either mope around and wait for death or that they should make their own luck and face whatever is coming. Charlie gets a slap in the face from Hurley and then agrees to help. The car gets fixed, but needs a jump start.
The song "Shambala" is heard again with a beautiful composition from Michael Giacchino from 3:11.
"Victory or death." Can you change destiny? Are people cursed? If so, can you change that? Is everything you do in your own hands?
Absolute magic:-
Apologies in advance as this could get as confusing as my time travel post:-
http://muksblogaboutstuff.blogspot.co.uk/2012/01/time-travel.html
Apparently, the writers for this episode took twice the time they would normally do to write it to avoid the time travel paradox.
This is from season 4 episode 5 and is titled "The Constant." Many saying that it was the best episode of the whole series.
Desmond, Sayid and Lapidus are in a helicopter on the way to a freighter when they encounter some turbulence and then Desmond starts experiencing some strange sensations. His consciousness flashes back 8 years where he is serving with The British Armies' Royal Scots Regiment. After a few moments, his consciousness returns to the present day and he doesn't recognise anyone or even where he is. He has no memory of what has happened the past 8 years. The helicopter lands on the freighter and Desmond gets taken to the sick bay where they meet Minkowski who is strapped to a bed because the same thing is happening to him. Minkowski soon dies of a brain aneurysm
Sayid uses a radio to call the island where Daniel who is a physicist from the freighter asks Desmond what year he thinks it is. Desmond thinks it is 8 years from the present day and is panicking. Daniel understands and explains to Desmond that the next time his consciousness goes back 8 years he must go to Oxford university and find him and tell him what is going on.
Desmonds' flashbacks start happening more and 8 years ago he tracks down Daniel as it is in his subconsciousness to do so and after convincing Daniel that it was he who has told him to come here, Desmond gets shown how Daniel is working on a time machine whilst Desmond gives Daniel some co-ordinates and then Daniel uses those co-ordinates in a maze where a rat is comatose as like Desmond, he was exposed to electromagnetic energy. The rat awakes and then runs through maze which Daniel had just built and the rat hadn't been shown. Desmond then gets explained to him that like the rat, he is caught in a time warp. The rat has a brain aneurysm and dies as it's consciousness cannot take what is happening and Daniel tells Desmond this will happen to him UNLESS he finds a "constant"-someone or something who is present in both time periods who can be an anchor in Desmonds' mental stability. Desmond decides that Penny can be the constant but he has to track her down, find her and tell her everything. They had split up as Desmond believed that he had nothing to offer Penny and Penny is upset and doesn't want to see him but Desmond has to explain to her that eight years from now he will call her and she HAS to answer. He asks for her number-she clearly thinks it is absolutely ridiculous-imagine if someone told you they wouldn't call you until eight years later-but she ends up giving him her number. Cheesy towards the end but so unique and an absolute classic:-
Thursday, 24 October 2013
Tuesday, 22 October 2013
This could be a plot in an awful soap.
Cast of characters:-
The plot:-
After years and years of an unhappy marriage, the husband gets increasingly frustrated as he feels he isn't able to live a life due to the crazy wife. He always sneaks about when wanting to do something like binge eat or drink. This really starts to affect his health. The son sees all this and tries to stop it by telling his father and the crazy mother who pays no attention. His sister doesn't really get involved. She is too busy with her cat.
The father eventually had a stroke and a week later, passes away. The mother gets all the money from his bank account naturally but the father has a secret beneficiary for his children. He didn't want his crazy wife knowing about this beneficiary as he didn't want her to get her hands on it. It was only for the children. His wife has enough money-and the house.
The wife finds out about the beneficiary due to a mistake from the husbands' work. She gets a solicitor and after months of door slamming, yelling and cursing, she somehow eventually gets most of the money. She must have got a really good solicitor to go against the fathers' last wish which was written in paper.
The children are distraught. The daughter hates her mother even more and the son is in complete disbelief that a mother can do this to her children. Steal money that is rightfully theirs. As if they didn't have enough to go through. He also thinks that maybe the father ate and drank himself to death so the children could have this money as if he had retired before he passed away, there wouldn't be any money.
Sometimes when things happen in life, it all just seems so fucked up that it doesn't seem like it is real.
A 63 year old father of two who has worked hard his all life and with each passing year, gets more and more angrier and moodier.
The wife. A 58 year old crazy woman who never lets her husband do ANYTHING. A woman who never seems to want people to be happy. Has a lot of money. Is very conniving, devious and malicious.
A 37 year old daughter with a cold heart. Lives in her own house with a cat. Not much of a personality apart from a horrific nasty side. Hates the mother.
A 31 year old handsome man who is the son and has been unlucky in life. Had to reluctantly move back in with his parents. Doesn't really have much going for him at the moment. Has no money. But always tries to say and do the right thing.
The plot:-
After years and years of an unhappy marriage, the husband gets increasingly frustrated as he feels he isn't able to live a life due to the crazy wife. He always sneaks about when wanting to do something like binge eat or drink. This really starts to affect his health. The son sees all this and tries to stop it by telling his father and the crazy mother who pays no attention. His sister doesn't really get involved. She is too busy with her cat.
The father eventually had a stroke and a week later, passes away. The mother gets all the money from his bank account naturally but the father has a secret beneficiary for his children. He didn't want his crazy wife knowing about this beneficiary as he didn't want her to get her hands on it. It was only for the children. His wife has enough money-and the house.
The wife finds out about the beneficiary due to a mistake from the husbands' work. She gets a solicitor and after months of door slamming, yelling and cursing, she somehow eventually gets most of the money. She must have got a really good solicitor to go against the fathers' last wish which was written in paper.
The children are distraught. The daughter hates her mother even more and the son is in complete disbelief that a mother can do this to her children. Steal money that is rightfully theirs. As if they didn't have enough to go through. He also thinks that maybe the father ate and drank himself to death so the children could have this money as if he had retired before he passed away, there wouldn't be any money.
Sometimes when things happen in life, it all just seems so fucked up that it doesn't seem like it is real.
Sunday, 1 September 2013
Don't cheapen yourself. Don't cheapen great things.
I was browsing on You Tube the other day and they had a thing called "geek week" and on this particular day, a show I used to watch and love as a child was part of this "geek week". It was a show called Knightmare.
If you have never seen it, it is basically a team of 4 people and one of the team members (the dungeoneer) has to put on a helmet (the helmet of justice) where he/she can only see what is directly below them and the other 3 members of the team act as his/her guide through medieval environments with puzzles, obstacles and other characters that they may meet along the way. The dungeoneer would also have a knapsack in which throughout the quest, food must be placed in to "preserve their life force". The quest that they go through is all done by blue casting chroma key and virtual reality giving backgrounds and images like it would be in a computer game.
It sounds cheesy but it was absolutely incredible and at the time VERY scary. One amazing show that was one of the best things of many childrens' childhoods.
Unfortunately, this group of idiots, a couple of them who made me want to throw something hard at my computer screen but who for some reason are stupidly popular on You Tube (they literally just put videos of themselves up being fucking annoying) did a one-off Knightmare special. They were just pathetic, attention seeking jackasses. They were laughing and pissing about and generally making the show look shit. They were cheapening it and the only reason why they were chosen to go on there for this one-off special is because they were popular on You Tube and I guess the producers of Knightmare just wanted as many views as possible. Unfortunately, all the pathetic losers who are their followers, only commented on the actual people. Not the show. Many of the idiots probably don't even know/remember or weren't even born when the show was on TV. So the comments were things along the lines of "lol classic Dan" or "you look good in that shirt Phil" or something like "hey Dan, liked your other vid you put about about how much gel you put on your hair."
I am not even joking there.
The actual team were just frigging everything that is wrong with the internet. It made me wonder why the producers of Knightmare were so desperate for so many views? Why cheapen themselves like that?
Maria Sharapova wanted to change her name to Maria Sugarpova for The US Open.
She has a brand of sweets apparently under that name which she wanted to promote.
I've never really liked her anyway. This made me like her even less. She got injured before The US Open got underway. What a shame. But I don't understand why someone would do this? Change her name just for one tournament to promote sweets? Insanity. Would the commentators, the umpire, the interviewers have all had to call her "Sugarpova"?? She is a very good tennis player. But again, why cheapen yourself like that?
I could go on and on about giving examples of people cheapening themselves or cheapening great things. For some reason off the top of my head my college days came back to me and in particular a couple of things.
One was where in my HND Theatre Studies class, our last project of the first year was that as a group, we can put on ANY kind of performance we wanted. Obviously as an actor, this is really exciting as the possibilities are endless. I wanted to dress up as Death and walk through the town centre just to see what kind of reaction I would get. What would happen afterwards and what would the consequences would be? I was a Drama student, so I was pretty sure I wouldn't be put in prison. Even if I was, I would just touch people and then they would be dead. Anyway, one of the tutors said this was the best idea she had heard and was excited by it. Unfortunately the main tutor disagreed and wouldn't let me. And any ideas I did come up with to push some boundaries (I loved and still love pushing boundaries) were always shut down. It ended up me and the whole group dressing up as ladies and wandering around college and sometimes in a ladies' bathing suit. The men had to, the ladies did sod all and didn't have to dress up as men or in ladies' bathing suits. I think it was because one of the ladies had breasts so big, they would enter the room 15 minutes before the actual owner of them did.
Remember, this was a class full of potential acting geniuses doing something so frigging tacky that I didn't want to do or choose to do. At the time I felt like I was cheapening myself. I refused to do it after the first day and my argument was that we weren't pushing boundaries or doing anything that would make people think. We were just being pathetic and the whole thing was pointless (I had already had to dress up as a woman for Commedia Del Arte which is where pantomime originated from). I wasn't learning anything and so I left the course and didn't want to come back for the second year. I DID end up coming back after a few months after an hour long talk with the tutor about how I thought Drama should be taught.
The second thing was a band called Limp Bizkit who "sold out" after doing "commercial" songs just to make money. For some reason, the "alternative" scene were outraged that they chose to cheapen themselves. Personally for me, I always thought that they were a bunch of twats who had always played shit music so it had no effect on me whatsoever.
My whole point is a lot of people do cheapen themselves whether it be for attention, a few laughs, for money or for whatever. The best advice I can give is just to ignore those fuckers and be true to YOURself.
If you have never seen it, it is basically a team of 4 people and one of the team members (the dungeoneer) has to put on a helmet (the helmet of justice) where he/she can only see what is directly below them and the other 3 members of the team act as his/her guide through medieval environments with puzzles, obstacles and other characters that they may meet along the way. The dungeoneer would also have a knapsack in which throughout the quest, food must be placed in to "preserve their life force". The quest that they go through is all done by blue casting chroma key and virtual reality giving backgrounds and images like it would be in a computer game.
It sounds cheesy but it was absolutely incredible and at the time VERY scary. One amazing show that was one of the best things of many childrens' childhoods.
Unfortunately, this group of idiots, a couple of them who made me want to throw something hard at my computer screen but who for some reason are stupidly popular on You Tube (they literally just put videos of themselves up being fucking annoying) did a one-off Knightmare special. They were just pathetic, attention seeking jackasses. They were laughing and pissing about and generally making the show look shit. They were cheapening it and the only reason why they were chosen to go on there for this one-off special is because they were popular on You Tube and I guess the producers of Knightmare just wanted as many views as possible. Unfortunately, all the pathetic losers who are their followers, only commented on the actual people. Not the show. Many of the idiots probably don't even know/remember or weren't even born when the show was on TV. So the comments were things along the lines of "lol classic Dan" or "you look good in that shirt Phil" or something like "hey Dan, liked your other vid you put about about how much gel you put on your hair."
I am not even joking there.
The actual team were just frigging everything that is wrong with the internet. It made me wonder why the producers of Knightmare were so desperate for so many views? Why cheapen themselves like that?
Maria Sharapova wanted to change her name to Maria Sugarpova for The US Open.
She has a brand of sweets apparently under that name which she wanted to promote.
I've never really liked her anyway. This made me like her even less. She got injured before The US Open got underway. What a shame. But I don't understand why someone would do this? Change her name just for one tournament to promote sweets? Insanity. Would the commentators, the umpire, the interviewers have all had to call her "Sugarpova"?? She is a very good tennis player. But again, why cheapen yourself like that?
I could go on and on about giving examples of people cheapening themselves or cheapening great things. For some reason off the top of my head my college days came back to me and in particular a couple of things.
One was where in my HND Theatre Studies class, our last project of the first year was that as a group, we can put on ANY kind of performance we wanted. Obviously as an actor, this is really exciting as the possibilities are endless. I wanted to dress up as Death and walk through the town centre just to see what kind of reaction I would get. What would happen afterwards and what would the consequences would be? I was a Drama student, so I was pretty sure I wouldn't be put in prison. Even if I was, I would just touch people and then they would be dead. Anyway, one of the tutors said this was the best idea she had heard and was excited by it. Unfortunately the main tutor disagreed and wouldn't let me. And any ideas I did come up with to push some boundaries (I loved and still love pushing boundaries) were always shut down. It ended up me and the whole group dressing up as ladies and wandering around college and sometimes in a ladies' bathing suit. The men had to, the ladies did sod all and didn't have to dress up as men or in ladies' bathing suits. I think it was because one of the ladies had breasts so big, they would enter the room 15 minutes before the actual owner of them did.
Remember, this was a class full of potential acting geniuses doing something so frigging tacky that I didn't want to do or choose to do. At the time I felt like I was cheapening myself. I refused to do it after the first day and my argument was that we weren't pushing boundaries or doing anything that would make people think. We were just being pathetic and the whole thing was pointless (I had already had to dress up as a woman for Commedia Del Arte which is where pantomime originated from). I wasn't learning anything and so I left the course and didn't want to come back for the second year. I DID end up coming back after a few months after an hour long talk with the tutor about how I thought Drama should be taught.
The second thing was a band called Limp Bizkit who "sold out" after doing "commercial" songs just to make money. For some reason, the "alternative" scene were outraged that they chose to cheapen themselves. Personally for me, I always thought that they were a bunch of twats who had always played shit music so it had no effect on me whatsoever.
My whole point is a lot of people do cheapen themselves whether it be for attention, a few laughs, for money or for whatever. The best advice I can give is just to ignore those fuckers and be true to YOURself.
Monday, 26 August 2013
Happy birthday Dad
August 26th. It would have been my dads' 64th birthday today.
It is weird how it was only last year when a load of people were in a pub drinking on my dads' 63rd birthday.
Cardiff City beat Manchester City 3-2 yesterday (on the 25th). It made me happy. My dad would have been pissed off.
I am writing this just to try and point out how horrifically short life is.
It is impossible-or not a thing that people should do-which is to "live your life like each day is your last." That is ridiculous. You can't do that. But what you can do is live life as much and as fully as you can. Too many people just exist and don't really live life. I do it myself.
I can't really explain what to do. But you have to do what you want to do. Things are possible that you might not think or you might not even convince yourself to be possible-the easier thing to do is not to try. If you don't try you can't fail. People fall into doing this all the time.
But why not try?? Why not fail and then try again?? Why not just fucking go for anything you want to do?? Life is precious. Life can be amazing if you want it to be.
There is 22 hours and 7 minutes to go til this day is over and it is the 27th . I don't know why this is relevant, but I do want this day to be over. But I don't want it to be a day where nothing happens. Something has to happen. Everyday something should happen, that you make happen that makes your life better.
It is up to yourself to do that.
It is weird how it was only last year when a load of people were in a pub drinking on my dads' 63rd birthday.
Cardiff City beat Manchester City 3-2 yesterday (on the 25th). It made me happy. My dad would have been pissed off.
I am writing this just to try and point out how horrifically short life is.
It is impossible-or not a thing that people should do-which is to "live your life like each day is your last." That is ridiculous. You can't do that. But what you can do is live life as much and as fully as you can. Too many people just exist and don't really live life. I do it myself.
I can't really explain what to do. But you have to do what you want to do. Things are possible that you might not think or you might not even convince yourself to be possible-the easier thing to do is not to try. If you don't try you can't fail. People fall into doing this all the time.
But why not try?? Why not fail and then try again?? Why not just fucking go for anything you want to do?? Life is precious. Life can be amazing if you want it to be.
There is 22 hours and 7 minutes to go til this day is over and it is the 27th . I don't know why this is relevant, but I do want this day to be over. But I don't want it to be a day where nothing happens. Something has to happen. Everyday something should happen, that you make happen that makes your life better.
It is up to yourself to do that.
Sunday, 18 August 2013
Rage Against The Machine...Rage against the shitness in this world.
I only just came across this on You Tube recently which is pretty shameful really. You will have to click on the "Watch on YouTube" link:-
Message as in it is written in the video:-
5 years in a row the winner of Simon Cowells' X-Factor had topped the UK charts, claiming the Christmas number 1 spot.
"The X-Factor is expected to be Christmas number one again according to betting odds" -
OLB6 Sports. 3rd December 2009.
"Rage Against The Machine has emerged as the unlikeliest of candidates for Christmas number one." -
Live odds and scores 7th December 2009.
"As the Facebook campaign gathers momentum, Rage narrows the gap." -
The Sun 12th December 2009.
"X-Factor winner Joe McElderry (Who??) has branded Rage Against The Machines' 'Killing In The Name' "dreadful" after finally hearing his chart nemesis." -
NME 13th December 2009.
"They can't be serious!" he said. "It's dreadful and I hate it. How can anyone enjoy this? Can you imagine the grandmas' hearing this over Christmas lunch?" -
NME 13th December 2009.
"RATM number one at Christmas? I can't see it happening." -
The Guardian 14th December 2009.
"Despite the campaign to get "Killing In The Name" to the top spot, the X-Factor will still be victorious." -
Simon Cowell 15th December 2009.
"I wouldn't buy it. It's a nought out of ten for me. Simon Cowell wouldn't like it. They're just shouting!" -
Joe McElderry (Again, who??) 16th December 2009.
"Rages' 'Killing In The Name' pulls even with McElderrys' 'the climb'." -
The Sun 17th December 2009.
"We've got 500,000 singles out on Wednesday and Joe WILL be number one!"
Simon Cowell, 18th December 2009.
20th December 2009:-
X-Factor - 450,838
Rage Against The Machine - 502,762
This was truly awesome and so good to know that there are a lot of people out there who actually care about music rather then being fed whatever is rapped down the throats by a mega rich twat. I still have never to this day watched an episode of the X-Factor. I have no idea who is currently in the charts and I have no clue as to what is going on in terms of being force fed.
What I do know is that after this happened, Simon Cowell ran off to The United States for a while.
Screw you Simon.
Here is a video of my favourite (one of my favourites) Rage Against The Machine song(s). Try and ignore the vevo shit. Again you will have to click on "Watch on YouTube". Amazing song and amazing video:-
Message as in it is written in the video:-
5 years in a row the winner of Simon Cowells' X-Factor had topped the UK charts, claiming the Christmas number 1 spot.
"The X-Factor is expected to be Christmas number one again according to betting odds" -
OLB6 Sports. 3rd December 2009.
"Rage Against The Machine has emerged as the unlikeliest of candidates for Christmas number one." -
Live odds and scores 7th December 2009.
"As the Facebook campaign gathers momentum, Rage narrows the gap." -
The Sun 12th December 2009.
"X-Factor winner Joe McElderry (Who??) has branded Rage Against The Machines' 'Killing In The Name' "dreadful" after finally hearing his chart nemesis." -
NME 13th December 2009.
"They can't be serious!" he said. "It's dreadful and I hate it. How can anyone enjoy this? Can you imagine the grandmas' hearing this over Christmas lunch?" -
NME 13th December 2009.
"RATM number one at Christmas? I can't see it happening." -
The Guardian 14th December 2009.
"Despite the campaign to get "Killing In The Name" to the top spot, the X-Factor will still be victorious." -
Simon Cowell 15th December 2009.
"I wouldn't buy it. It's a nought out of ten for me. Simon Cowell wouldn't like it. They're just shouting!" -
Joe McElderry (Again, who??) 16th December 2009.
"Rages' 'Killing In The Name' pulls even with McElderrys' 'the climb'." -
The Sun 17th December 2009.
"We've got 500,000 singles out on Wednesday and Joe WILL be number one!"
Simon Cowell, 18th December 2009.
20th December 2009:-
X-Factor - 450,838
Rage Against The Machine - 502,762
This was truly awesome and so good to know that there are a lot of people out there who actually care about music rather then being fed whatever is rapped down the throats by a mega rich twat. I still have never to this day watched an episode of the X-Factor. I have no idea who is currently in the charts and I have no clue as to what is going on in terms of being force fed.
What I do know is that after this happened, Simon Cowell ran off to The United States for a while.
Screw you Simon.
Here is a video of my favourite (one of my favourites) Rage Against The Machine song(s). Try and ignore the vevo shit. Again you will have to click on "Watch on YouTube". Amazing song and amazing video:-
Wednesday, 7 August 2013
Questions...?
For some reason a lot of people have recently been asking me why I have had trouble sleeping for years. I used to think about it a lot myself and then just accepted the fact that this was just the way it is.
But even with that thought, I can't help but ask myself sometimes "Why?"
And I think it is that question and lots of other questions which literally do keep me awake at night.
Questions such as:-
Why is the world the way it is? Why are people so awful? Why do good things happen to bad people? Why do bad things happen to good people? Why are there so many poor people in the world who can't eat and why are there so many rich people in the world who don't help? Why do poor people get poorer? Why do rich people get richer? Why don't people give a shit? Will I ever be happy? Are some people destined to fail? Do you create your own destiny or is everything planned out for you already? Why do girls go for bad boys? Why are people so obsessed with social networking? Are people always searching for ego boosts? Why do people strive to want more and more when they already seem to have everything? What happens when we die? Will we ever know? Why do people die in the first place? Is there a Heaven? Is there a Hell?
I know that I have asked some of these questions, if not all these questions in part here and there on my blog. But it is these questions-just some are these questions-that keep me awake at night. I cannot help but think about them. Unfortunately, some questions just don't have answers and may never have answers. So thinking about them really is a waste of time. But yet I still can't help it.
I guess the psychology of people is always going to be difficult to understand. And trying to understand can either keep people awake at night or just drive people round the bend. I know that there are so called expert psychologists who think they can analyse people and figure out why they are the way they are. These are people who are "figuring" out things from their own point of view. Their own point of view being what they think through circumstances from their own lives thus just having nothing but opinions. And that's all they are. Opinions. Not facts. Not answers.
But the sooner I can actually come to terms with the fact that there is ALWAYS something shit happening in the world, the sooner I can be more content and sleep. And then maybe even be happy. The sooner I can come to terms with the fact that I should just live and let live. The world is the way it is because we made it like that. People are awful because they either have some deep psychological reason for it or were just born twats. Good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people because THAT IS JUST THE WAY IT IS. And in some ways, if we did have the answer to that particular question, then what would be the point?
For example, if we knew the answer to why do bad things happen to good people, then we would have no emotion. It would be like having no tears, no pain, no anything because we would understand why it is happening. It is a question that probably SHOULD NEVER BE answered as then the only way to stop that is when you see innocent people suffering-you can then help them.
As the same with good things happening to bad people. The only way to counter that is to fuck it. Not have some stupid belief that "oh they will all go to hell, don't worry." The actual way to making sure it doesn't stop you from sleeping or drive you round the bend is just to not let it bother you. Not to focus on it.
And then some questions, they just do not have answers. But I guess that is the beauty of life right?
Will all this help me sleep? No. Will it drive me round the bend? Possibly. But only if I let it.
I guess it is all in my own mind. As with anything and everything.
Everything is in your own mind.
Isn't it?
But even with that thought, I can't help but ask myself sometimes "Why?"
And I think it is that question and lots of other questions which literally do keep me awake at night.
Questions such as:-
Why is the world the way it is? Why are people so awful? Why do good things happen to bad people? Why do bad things happen to good people? Why are there so many poor people in the world who can't eat and why are there so many rich people in the world who don't help? Why do poor people get poorer? Why do rich people get richer? Why don't people give a shit? Will I ever be happy? Are some people destined to fail? Do you create your own destiny or is everything planned out for you already? Why do girls go for bad boys? Why are people so obsessed with social networking? Are people always searching for ego boosts? Why do people strive to want more and more when they already seem to have everything? What happens when we die? Will we ever know? Why do people die in the first place? Is there a Heaven? Is there a Hell?
I know that I have asked some of these questions, if not all these questions in part here and there on my blog. But it is these questions-just some are these questions-that keep me awake at night. I cannot help but think about them. Unfortunately, some questions just don't have answers and may never have answers. So thinking about them really is a waste of time. But yet I still can't help it.
I guess the psychology of people is always going to be difficult to understand. And trying to understand can either keep people awake at night or just drive people round the bend. I know that there are so called expert psychologists who think they can analyse people and figure out why they are the way they are. These are people who are "figuring" out things from their own point of view. Their own point of view being what they think through circumstances from their own lives thus just having nothing but opinions. And that's all they are. Opinions. Not facts. Not answers.
But the sooner I can actually come to terms with the fact that there is ALWAYS something shit happening in the world, the sooner I can be more content and sleep. And then maybe even be happy. The sooner I can come to terms with the fact that I should just live and let live. The world is the way it is because we made it like that. People are awful because they either have some deep psychological reason for it or were just born twats. Good things happen to bad people and bad things happen to good people because THAT IS JUST THE WAY IT IS. And in some ways, if we did have the answer to that particular question, then what would be the point?
For example, if we knew the answer to why do bad things happen to good people, then we would have no emotion. It would be like having no tears, no pain, no anything because we would understand why it is happening. It is a question that probably SHOULD NEVER BE answered as then the only way to stop that is when you see innocent people suffering-you can then help them.
As the same with good things happening to bad people. The only way to counter that is to fuck it. Not have some stupid belief that "oh they will all go to hell, don't worry." The actual way to making sure it doesn't stop you from sleeping or drive you round the bend is just to not let it bother you. Not to focus on it.
And then some questions, they just do not have answers. But I guess that is the beauty of life right?
Will all this help me sleep? No. Will it drive me round the bend? Possibly. But only if I let it.
I guess it is all in my own mind. As with anything and everything.
Everything is in your own mind.
Isn't it?
Monday, 22 July 2013
That's not my name
Mukesh. It is supposed to mean "love and freedom".
So I read on a key ring.
My first name. 6 letters. 2 syllables. Easy.
So I read on a key ring.
My first name. 6 letters. 2 syllables. Easy.
Not Mooooooookesh, or Manwesh, or even Mark. Yes Mark. I have been called Mark. What the hell??
A few years ago some guy started chatting to me about religion etc. It took a while for me to explain that I wasn't really too religious. I don't follow it too much. I know and like certain aspects of the Hindu religion and some of the stories are great but I am not religious. It also took a while for me to explain the difference between Hinduism and Islam. I felt like he was opening his eyes to a whole new world whilst I was talking.
Anyway he said right at the end how he "liked your lot." After speaking to him, I actually did understand what he meant however I really didn't like the fact that he was stereotyping "my lot." There are over 1 billion Indian people in the world. I am sure that at least a few of them are different to each other. Plus I am actually British anyway. This was really difficult for me to explain to him. I felt like he was closing his eyes to a whole new world whilst I carried on talking to him.
He then went on to tell me how he knew a woman on his street who would sometimes make and bring food to him. This oaf then asked me if I would know this woman. I then explained to him that just because this woman is Indian doesn't mean to say that I would know her. There are hundreds of Indians living in the town I live in. I also told him I was probably more British then he was and that just went completely over his head. So I asked what this woman was called. Her name.
"Shirley".
Now I hate stereotyping. I hate people that stereotype. I like to think each person is an individual and all that. But I had to ask:-
"An Indian woman called Shirley??"
"Oh no, Shirley isn't her real name. I just call her that because I don't know her real name. It is something weird that I've never heard of."
Now the oaf had annoyed me more than ever. But the problem is a LOT of people are like this. And people whose names might be unfamiliar are now tending to accept it.
For example, I know a guy who has the same name that my dad had. Pravin. It is supposed to mean intelligent or clever or something along those lines. But rather than have people calling him Pravin-his REAL name. People call him "Jimmy". Because in his words- "it is easier".
Another example is another Indian who manages an Indian pub. Even though there are more Indians than none Indians who go there the majority of the time, he also uses a fake name. His real name is the same name of a character from The Simpsons. "Apulvar". Or "Apu" for short. However he wants people to call him "Andy". Because in his words-it is "more practical".
Now I am all for easier and more practical things in life. But I really don't think that this is the way to go about it. The problem with these things is that it gets impossible for people to open their minds to other cultures, other possibilities, other ways of lives.
If Shirley delivers the food, Jimmy decorates the flowers and Andy serves the pint in the pub, not only is it too easy, but it is also mundane. I know people are afraid of the unfamiliar and sometimes it is not even a case of feeling threatened, it is just a case of opening your eyes and treating people as individuals. Who they ARE not who in your eyes you think they should be.
As for the people who want to it to be easier and more practical and give everyone a name that isn't theirs. That is the first step to losing your identity.
Don't be afraid of giving a name people might not get, or might find weird or might not understand. It is up to them to get, to like it and to be intrigued by it. To like you for who you are. People should be comfortable in asking about your name if they have never heard it before. People who give fake names should be comfortable in telling people their real names because it is who they are. It is their name!
Also, if people call you a certain name that you're not, that could lead to people having their own perceptions of you that aren't true. Don't let people tell you who you are. You have to decide that for yourself.
So rather than calling myself "Mark" or "John" or whatever might be easier and practical:-
My name is Mukesh.
A few years ago some guy started chatting to me about religion etc. It took a while for me to explain that I wasn't really too religious. I don't follow it too much. I know and like certain aspects of the Hindu religion and some of the stories are great but I am not religious. It also took a while for me to explain the difference between Hinduism and Islam. I felt like he was opening his eyes to a whole new world whilst I was talking.
Anyway he said right at the end how he "liked your lot." After speaking to him, I actually did understand what he meant however I really didn't like the fact that he was stereotyping "my lot." There are over 1 billion Indian people in the world. I am sure that at least a few of them are different to each other. Plus I am actually British anyway. This was really difficult for me to explain to him. I felt like he was closing his eyes to a whole new world whilst I carried on talking to him.
He then went on to tell me how he knew a woman on his street who would sometimes make and bring food to him. This oaf then asked me if I would know this woman. I then explained to him that just because this woman is Indian doesn't mean to say that I would know her. There are hundreds of Indians living in the town I live in. I also told him I was probably more British then he was and that just went completely over his head. So I asked what this woman was called. Her name.
"Shirley".
Now I hate stereotyping. I hate people that stereotype. I like to think each person is an individual and all that. But I had to ask:-
"An Indian woman called Shirley??"
"Oh no, Shirley isn't her real name. I just call her that because I don't know her real name. It is something weird that I've never heard of."
Now the oaf had annoyed me more than ever. But the problem is a LOT of people are like this. And people whose names might be unfamiliar are now tending to accept it.
For example, I know a guy who has the same name that my dad had. Pravin. It is supposed to mean intelligent or clever or something along those lines. But rather than have people calling him Pravin-his REAL name. People call him "Jimmy". Because in his words- "it is easier".
Another example is another Indian who manages an Indian pub. Even though there are more Indians than none Indians who go there the majority of the time, he also uses a fake name. His real name is the same name of a character from The Simpsons. "Apulvar". Or "Apu" for short. However he wants people to call him "Andy". Because in his words-it is "more practical".
Now I am all for easier and more practical things in life. But I really don't think that this is the way to go about it. The problem with these things is that it gets impossible for people to open their minds to other cultures, other possibilities, other ways of lives.
If Shirley delivers the food, Jimmy decorates the flowers and Andy serves the pint in the pub, not only is it too easy, but it is also mundane. I know people are afraid of the unfamiliar and sometimes it is not even a case of feeling threatened, it is just a case of opening your eyes and treating people as individuals. Who they ARE not who in your eyes you think they should be.
As for the people who want to it to be easier and more practical and give everyone a name that isn't theirs. That is the first step to losing your identity.
Don't be afraid of giving a name people might not get, or might find weird or might not understand. It is up to them to get, to like it and to be intrigued by it. To like you for who you are. People should be comfortable in asking about your name if they have never heard it before. People who give fake names should be comfortable in telling people their real names because it is who they are. It is their name!
Also, if people call you a certain name that you're not, that could lead to people having their own perceptions of you that aren't true. Don't let people tell you who you are. You have to decide that for yourself.
So rather than calling myself "Mark" or "John" or whatever might be easier and practical:-
My name is Mukesh.
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