WelcomePollyanna America is [fill in the blank]
Even as a child, Pollyanna did nothing for me: "The American Dream, "just wants to pretend that all is sweetness and light (Google search), "I'm dreaming of a white Christmas...", "Keep America beautiful: get a haircut, Wonder bread ("Build strong bodies 6 8 12 ways!), getting "A"s in shool (obviously any lower grade would have been worser).... I didn't like any of it. But since it was all I knew because everybody and everthing around me was it, I just was not happy. I always wanted to leave wherever I was in a kind of inarticulate and not really understood hope that it would be better some place not here, but it wasn't because everywhere I went it was more of it. Boredom when not suffering.
I didn't like going to the beach. I didn't like being out is the sun. I did not like my [intrusive...] parents. I had no play friends but wan't much aware of it because I didn't like what the other kids did for "playing". I didn't have a pet and didn't have a clue what I was missing. Ex nihilo nihil fit was me.
I didn't even know enough to ask for help because I did not know help ws possible. I was "innocent" – innocent of sex and everything else I might like if I knew about it did wish they would stop bugging me but they didn't. I had no desire to please them because they never gave me anything that pleased me. I did not like it. I did not like them. I did not even like the myself that they had made me be. But they had ignoranced me to not be aware there was anything I might like.
I hate Broadway musicals. Stupid shit. Things they liked → but did they really like anything they did or just believe they did beause they were suppose to and it was a relief from "work". It does feel good to stop having your head bashed aginst a wall and if as soon as they stop it they quick shove something under your nose that is not hurtful even though it may not be any good, either, then by Humean/Pavlovian logic ("constant conjunctions") you come to think that thing is good like Pavlov's dogs hearing the "time for food" bell. The bell isn't any good but it seems so because of its constant conjunction with food. Arf!
"I'm working ... my a** off on the Christmas stuff, that you know, who gives a f*** about the Christmas stuff and decorations? But I need to do it, right?" ((FLOTUS №45) Melania Trump, cited on CNN, 02Oct20)
It's not all bad because people ar enot all bad; it's "society" that's the problem. You know how it goes
A mother has a son and she loves and cares for him. She gives him everything she can. She sacrifices for him. She wants him to have the best life.
Society loves this because this way they get a soldier without having to pay for it. When the boy grows up, the society harvests him into the military and sends him to fight the enemy. Not his or his mother's enemy, but the society's enemy for whatever reasons or lack of same. So the boy goes to war and if he's lucky he neither dies nor gets mutilated.
But society is not finished with its clever machinations: It sells the mother that this is the best possible life for her beloved son since if he doesn't go to fight and die fighting the evil enemy, the evil enemy will torture her son and reduce him to slavery in a death camp and brutally rape her and rip her body to pieces. [Note that on the enemy side their society is feeding their people this same story to get them to fight "us".] So the mother encourages the boy to go fight, not because she hates him but because she loves him and wants the best for him. She is emotionally torn. His body mayget torn to bits. And the society brainwashes him to think he is living life to the fullest under enemy shelling, protecting his mother from the savage enemy.And the people who run the society have filet mignon and Chateau Lafite for dinner, thousands of miles from the front, yum.
The society coopts the people's goodness for its objectives which can't exactly be called selfish because the society does not have a soul, but the people who run the society and benefit from it clearly are. As they tell the people: "It's for your own good."
"I'm working ... my a** off on the Christmas stuff, that you know, who gives a f*** about the Christmas stuff and decorations? But I need to do it, right?" ((FLOTUS №45) Melania Trump, cited on CNN, 02Oct20)
People do not sing and dance their way thru their worker or student or soldier days. I would have agreed to anything if they had not held me to it, and it would always have been fine with me if they would eat my body cooked anyway they liked or raw if they would just have the decency to wait until I would die a natural death as certified by two physicans. But that's not the way it was, is or will be, them without end.
Proposed Broad[—]way musicals
- Keep America beautiful: get a haircut!
- 💗Zelenskyy!💗
- I am fit to govern! [The Boris Johnson story]
- Normal!
- Qutb in Greeley!
- Let's do the commute to work again!
- Motherf*ckers! [Opens just in time for Fathers' Day.]
- Cubicle days!
- You don't know how good it is until you eat some place else!
- Nancy! Just say: "No!"!
- Fighting the war on drugs!
- Lewdinsky!
- "Too much and never enough!"
- Boylan!
- Don't ask! don't tell!
- What happens in bed, stays in bed!
- Paying our dues!
- Playing video games!
- My Gulag!
- Mergers and acquisitions!
- America's President is mentally retarded!
- Blow jobs!
- Trophy wives!
- Snowbirds!
- How to get pregnant and still be a virgin! [Opens just in time for Mothers' Day.]
- Social Security and Medicare are Ponzi schemes!
- Don't worry, be happy!
- You can't take it with you!
- When all else fails, have hope!
And don't forget about "The Big Band sound"! Barf!
