If it Ain't Broke, Don't Fix It!

is suddenly bound to the commitment of disdain. This is not a choice but rather just part of who I am, and most all people go through a phase of sorts, just never a life-long duration such as mine. I find benign things that most tend to overlook as being note worthy accumulations of ignorance. My disdain is ever growing and today should spark no difference to the rest except that my stomach and head both hurt from this.

Why do we feel the need to improve upon the un-improvable or to "tweak" things that ought be left alone? Take the food processor for instance. Sure it will process, slice, grate, pulverize in seconds flat, but the time saved using the damn thing is spent washing it afterwards and then, when you factor in the electrical costs...you see where I'm going? We live in the age of "not good enough" and are looking for ways to make life easier. Kids don't run outside or play tennis or know how to interact with other children. They have computers and Wiis and Playstations and are blocked off from their peers. Even the fighting and bullying is online! At least if a kid punched so and so, the bruise would be a tell-tale sign to our parents that they need to get off their asses and away from the tv or take a half day at work and have a meeting at school. Only now the teachers won't stay after, the books aren't paid for and our children want to commit suicide because they have been taught to bottle it up and keep it inside as there are no visible signs as to what the problem is unless the parents are gifted and make it a full time job to be too involved and wrapped up in their kids lives, or what I really like to use as my excuse-telepathic mind readers of doom!

I don't let my kid have that much involvement in the media and machines of today's technology. Trust me on this as I have taken a lot of flack for it from all ends and peoples. She is in computer class as she will need to know how to use the damn things, but I have instilled a respect and reverence for all things hands on so that if ever the lights go out and the stove doesn't work, she can light a fire and boil water for coffee and be of some use while everyone else is sitting on their asses staring at their Iphones. My disdain is brought to you today by the letter "T," for technology sucks! (also by the number 13 as it never fails that when we need it most, technology never works, when we want it to, the unlucky shit bag of it all!)

So having said that...if someone can point me to Sesame Street, I have a bone to pick with the dude in the big yellow bird costume for playing "house" with the Hispanic lady in front of the window where all his neighbors can watch...Maria, I think...~mobe's love to you all and her all to her loves!