Makes sense you know
The moral of the story?
What, that nothing can make sense?
So make it up as you go?
Cartoon. A kid avoiding homework
Calvin and Hobbes was great for those unexpected deep takes from a 7 year old.
Thatās my husband, except heās in a Lazy Boy.
Lyrics transcribed by me.
I donāt care what they say on the TV
I donāt care what I read on my phone
I donāt care what I hear all around me
I just care that I think on my own
I donāt care about that man in New York city
Or the way that he wears his name in gold
And I donāt care about the cloud that surrounds āem
I just wish that he would leave on his own
I donāt care for the god that you believe in
I donāt care if you donāt believe at all
This old world is gonna have its hatred
So Iāll cheer for love to win it all
I donāt care for the years that come before me
I donāt care for the hours I have left
I just care that Iām still here breathinā
And livinā this moment with you
Why so proud of not giving a damn about what happens?
And folks get offended if anyone calls their western philosophy self-absorbed and self-serving, I mean what else are those lyrics about, other than absolving oneself from being part of society.
Itās also self denial of the biological fact that Human Beings are social animals and such.
But then, animals will be animals.
Itās possible to be fully invested in the moment, yet have concern, and own a bit of responsibility for the future, but that requires a better recognition of who you really are, and that takes work, and heck work is no fun, so lets just party on till the lights go out.
You really need to chill. For you, itās cuddling with the grandkids. For me, itās sitting at a small stage in the middle of nowhere listening to a local band.
The line about not caring about beliefs or non belief caught my ear, followed by just being happy in the moment. If the moment is not happy, all the work you are doing is not worth it.
All things consider Iām plenty chill, it simply my blinders have been removed.
Oh and even here,
You reduce it all to such trivial pursuits.
A lot more going on here than simply cuddling grandkids.
Thatās exactly my point. It would take pages to describe all that goes on at the little venues here. The connections. The care. Itās much more than drinks and tips and passing the hat.
Thatās exactly my point.
Whatās this have to do with
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You asked me why Iām proud of not giving a damn. That is not the theme of this song. Thatās taking a sweet song about relaxing and being with the one you love and turn it into a political statement. Totally un-chill.
The up equate infant and child care, with hanging out with your pals having a nice afternoon. Like so many others, your thinking process doesnāt make sense to my outlook and commitment to life and living.
so it is what it is and we are what we are, and since I feel supremely misunderstood via all sorts of misperceptions, Iāll continue speaking up.
And questioning, and watching folks run away from those challenges . . .
I keep going because I simply canāt image there arenāt some who do would resonate with, and appreciate some fresh thoughts to chew on.
Enough with the ancients, time to take modern Earth Sciences seriously and learn to understand and live with the implication, . . .
Here we clash with the Earth Centrist and the Abrahamic uber family of thought that is frankly, all about self-absorbed and self-serving, any reading of history makes the āthingā clear.
Itās also an example of the product of āI think therefore I amā sorta kinda whatever model of human consciousness.
One composed of billions of people trapped within their own thoughts and conceptions convinced thatās all there is so why care.
Iām an Earth Centrist which took me into my mid sixties to achieve. Itās based on richer lode of experience and human interaction then youād ever give me credit for.
ā¦ sheās waking, gotta run, the real world is calling
Itās amazing that there are and have been, so many of us, and that unique combinations of DNA are still being made and nurtured in unique environments, and we get the amazing experience of attempting to express our uniqueness and hear the others. I heard a quote from David Foster Wallaceās, The Pale King today. ābe unboreableā.
Since āsense of humorā doesnāt seem to be the topic, although it is the most literal interpretation of this thread, letās try talking about our uniqueness. I donāt have grandchildren. I had a nice conversation with a 12-year old yesterday, but those are rare for me, and probably always will be. I made choices 30 years ago that I now live with. Iāve heard grandparenting is one of the best things you can experience. But, I canāt, so I have no idea how it compares to being in my loving and caring community for a couple of hours. But itās what I got.
If you have a song that gives you that feeling that despite the craziness of the world, itās going to be alright, that life will go on without us after weāre gone, and it will gone (edit: go on) for a few hours while we take a break from trying to fix the problems, from doing the work that builds the house, that supports the community. If you have that song, or poem, letās hear it.
Another comparison; some soldiers go to war and come home and are mad because kids are playing video games and goofing off. Others do the same thing and can watch those kids and be happy that they did the thing that had to be done, so those kids could play video games and goof off and hopefully never have to go to war.
Allow your tears to flow, listening to this ascending masterpiece.
Joni Mitchell, 2023 winner of National Gershwin Prize for popular song.
Joni wrote the lyrics, composed the music, performed it in her inimitable style, painted the album cover.
She is a national treasure in he Arts