What you think, What I think…do we really care?

November 9, 2007 by inmynotsohumbleopinion

Do you really care what I think?
Do I really care what you think?

You must care, because you’re reading this. Maybe you care merely because you’re looking for some sort of entertainment, but you care.

I must care, because I allow commenting on my blogs without commenters being required to be registered and logged in. I seem to want to know what you think about what I say.

We like to think we’re aloof and untouched by what others think…but it doesn’t really work that way, like if you’re overweight a bit and constantly pull your shirt straight, so it doesn’t get stuck between folds of skin and make you look less good enough for the world, say.

We are social animals and that’s just the way of it. Those of us who manage to live without human contact can have it. I may not like crowds - the masses of idiots roaming the malls of America like herds of wildebeests really inspire my ire - but I desire human contact on a daily basis. So do you - this is human written, after all. Dogs can’t type.
That’s just the way things are.

Ethics - Who cares anymore?

November 6, 2007 by inmynotsohumbleopinion

I do, but I’m afraid I might be in the minority. People want everything fast, fast, fast, not right, right, right, these days, though there no doubt will be someone who vehemently disagrees with my post.

Take for example when you go through a drive through window at, say McDonald’s. You order a cheese burger without onions, fries and a Coke. What you get, which you discover back at work, is a cheese burger with onions and a Diet Coke - yech. Me, I make it known when people screw up. First of all, I check my order in the parking lot so I don’t have to go back if it’s wrong, but for the sake of this example, say I drove all the way back to work and, yes, I would turn around and go back to make them fix it. If I had no time before I had to be back at work, then I’d call them and explain how deeply unhappy I was and hope they try to make it up to me by sending me free food coupons.

My brother in law, however, would not do this. (He wouldn’t have asked for a special order in the first place - thinking it’s stupid to expect your food to be made the way you want it, but let’s ignore that for now) He would sigh and then just eat the burger as-is, without even scraping the nasties off his bun. He’d also drink the Diet Coke, which he finds repulsive. He doesn’t want to make a scene. He just accepts what comes, instead of pointing out the mistake to the McD’s employees.

Now, you, dear reader, may think this all inconsequential, which, in the large scheme of things, is pretty much correct, but think about this: If you never correct the mistakes, will not the mistakes keep happening? Won’t orders go on being done wrong? People won’t be happy with the food they paid too much for, and they’ll eat it in mute frustration.

I say, tell the cashier when it’s wrong. That way, they have motive to get it done right the first time, because, when the boss comes over and asks why there are so many throw-aways in the bin from food coming back wrong, that employee has to explain what happened. The boss sees his company’s bottom line wavering and does something to correct it.

Why is this important, you ask again? I’ll tell you: this scenario works for many things, from child rearing to journalism to diplomacy. If they don’t know it’s wrong or offends, then it’ll just keep happening. You’ll end up with a burger you hate, kids who run wild without direction, unconfirmed “news” from untrained blogsters, and a country that invades other countries because it seemed like a good idea at the time.

Think about it.

Let me see your parent license and registration…

November 4, 2007 by inmynotsohumbleopinion

No. Not a typo. People should have to get a license from some responsible agency before being allowed to procreate. It’ll slow the population explosion. It would prevent most child abuse. See, you’d have to prove that you a) are not an idiot, b) have taken parenting classes to prepare you for the immense responsibility that is raising a future citizen of the world and c) have more than an ounce of common sense.
Reasons for my position are simple and should be instantly recognizable: Britney Spears and the driving with her baby on her lap incident; George Foreman and his six children, all named after him; and Paulette Lynn Spears, a Vancouver woman arrested for drunk driving recently who actually bit her son to get the cell phone away from him during one of the several times he called 911 because he was frightened by his mother’s behavior.
If those examples don’t at least make you pause and consider my idea, then maybe you’re one of the dumb bunnies who shouldn’t be multiplying.
Cheers.

It’s a mini-blog…

November 4, 2007 by inmynotsohumbleopinion

It’ll be a few sentences or paragraphs long. Just enough to make you think. There’ll be “what ifs” and “isn’t this crazys.” Even if it just makes you go “huh?” I’ll be happy. You can comment if you like. Try to guess what I mean by the more cryptic posts. It’ll be a game, even if you can’t win (everyone is entitled to one’s opinion, after all).
Cheers.