we discuss Angela’s new job and Erik gets distracted easily.
We do a catch up on what we have been doing and our lives. Nanowrimo to new jobs… Holiday season is always so damned busy.
Logan our friend and guest host is leaving the amazing state of Indiana for boring old Florida, but for the greatest of reasons. We had him on for a show before he moves, and we talk about Florida, theme parks, mythical cultural appropriation, word games Erik plays to amuse himself. We are joined by Em, our friend from our previous poetry episode
We return after a hiatus with our guest, Em, a poet. We discuss inspiration, theme, and some of the difficulty finding a poetry community. Em puts up with our digressions and shares two of her works with us. If poetry is something you write, or have an interest in join us.
We discuss dating disasters we have dealt with in our not so stellar dating history.
The effects of age are a pain in the butt. Angela and Erik discuss the issues with getting older, and the problems with young people. Erik dislikes answering questions for some reason.
A while back I over heard a girl of about seventeen talking to her friends. She was telling them that she doesn’t read books. Not in a shameful “I’m illiterate” way, but a cocky I am too good for books way.
This set my mind cogs to grinding. It was upsetting. It was the dawning horror that this prideful idiot strutted around as if the ability to not do something was and accomplishment. Feeling the sudden violent urge to jiggle the light bulb supposedly attached to her “brain” I began speaking.
You know reading is something important? It is a gift. Slaves weren’t allowed to read…. or write…. That was so slave masters could keep them slaves. Actual books have been written about how losing the ability to read by an entire society could destroy everything we have. I mean even a magazine article is a start.
When I saw the look on her face it made my hope for humanity weep. She looked at me as if I had just told her I was a priest who liked touching kids & vaping. She actually made a scoffing sound! I literally heard scoff! that was kinda of neat, but just not in this situation. This girl might one day be in charge at the retirement home I decline in.
Remember when you were a child and everyone made a big deal out of “You can be whatever you want to be!” speech? Apparently, this girl was absent that day due to a Bachelor marathon. She strutted away, as I struggled to find enough will to continue living.
All in all, it wasn’t disturbing in and of itself.
Well, then a day later, another late teen was within my hearing range as she read out loud, “My conduct is..” off of a bracelet. She laughed, and told her friends it was funny. Two seconds later she says unashamed, “What does conduct mean?” It was then that I prayed God was swift and merciful with my death. I was too dumbstruck to even say a word. Luckily, I know understand the meaning behind the word dumbstruck.
The news media calls this era the Information Age! Yet, the more information available the more idiots sprout from the womb of ignorance. This is the world my child will inherit one day. All the current population seems concerned about is whether the environment is okay. I say if we are becoming nothing more than willing pack animals of existence who gives a shit about going green! So we can look forward to a pollution free AND an intellect free planet??
I plan to continue on my path of going against the green. I use any products that cause or increase my carbon footprint. Use pesticides & Frankenstein foods. Why not? If the whole world is going to hell in a hand basket, and yet still cannot spell either hand or basket!! Why not let it die a fancy apocalyptic death?
Instead of making school children computer literate & environmentally conscious make them aware of how to crack a fucking book & learn. Using deductive reasoning (which they learned from reading it would naturally happen anyway.
Fahrenheit 451 …read it!
Or burn it, I don’t even fucking know anymore.