Social Skynet: Rise of the Sociopathic Narcissistic Drama Queen.

I've always suspected computer networks would cause the ultimate destruction of humanity. I just figured they'd become super-intelligent first. Instead, we have social networks which act as a personality X-ray: I suddenly see through the interesting people my friends pretend to be to the shallow LOLing, Farmville players underneath. With one look at these social networks you'll find they're a bigger threat to society than Skynet from Terminator. At least the rise of those machines forced us to band together and shoot stuff. Social behaviour could be shifting due to these networking sites to a point where pretty quickly we’ll all have to assess how we monitor our own fucked up behaviour and growing personality disorders.

Narcissism is excessive self-love, dilutions of grandeur, inflated self-importance and unjustified feelings of entitlement. Along with pornography, planking and trillions of photo's of cats, it’s the primary active ingredient for the Internet.

Posting huge amounts of information on your profile page is both perceived as a narcissistic move and probably more common among narcissists. A typical interaction on a social networking site is like a whirlwind of self-obsession: You think you're just filling out a profile, but others assume you're a narcissist for expecting anyone to care about your twenty favourite quotes and movies despite doing the exact same thing themselves. Everyone's thinking; Look at this dripping sponge of self absorption talking about things that aren't me. As if you would lmao. Meanwhile, people viewing your profile encourage your narcissism. For instance, another big trend is the provocative pictures. When chicks show some cleavage or something that's one thing, chicks are supposed to be hot, but now dudes are starting to look like boyband album covers on their profile photos. Don't guy's care about being seen as a poser anymore? You're not fooling anyone by casually posting pictures like that. We realize you desperately want people to stare at you. (and we desperately want to see it)

A callous lack of empathy can be found both in a sociopath and a viral youtube comment section for a video titled "shattered testicles." Interacting with a monitor and keyboard means people feel less empathy. Which shouldn't be a surprise as Facebook started after Mark Zuckerberg hacked female students collage profiles and sent their photo's to everyone at the collage asking people to rate their looks; the result? Brutally honest opinions by a bunch of collage kids and a lot of upset chicks at band practice :( We also sometimes don't bother pretending to be nice, which is a pity, because "pretending to be nice" is pretty much what made the non-warring part of human history possible.

The only hope for humanity could be from entertaining quotes, as people who post funny material online are normally the opposite of narcissistic. Which might mean; if you don't think you're inherently worth looking at, you try to be funny instead. I now understand stand-up comedy.

And people haven’t totally lost their capacity for empathy on the internet but I will if (Username) ''just did something they regret'' without any further details or information. These kinds of posts are inevitably followed by dozens of comments like "OMG what happened?" "I hope you're okay" "I'm praying for you" and it just goes on and on. Back in the good old days, a true friend would never leave a message saying "This sux :(..." or "I just did something..." and leave it at that. These kinds of messages would have annoyed our grandparents and be met with accusations of immaturity. In other words: "Hey, it's me. Don't bloody leave vague messages and get me all worried you little drama queen!

We somehow need to figure out how to use these social tools without losing our moral standards and personalities. Or maybe we've always been this bad. Either way I gotta take a photo of my six pack to fit in with the facebook crowd.

Peace.

Fake A Wish

Happiness is hard to find and once you have it, it's even harder to hold on to. At some point in my life if you asked me I'd say sure I'm happy, I got a beer, a smoke, a smile what else do you want from me? If I got really drunk I'd tell you I'm so happy I could die. But eventually you end up with a hangover, a bump on your knee and you've lost your phone. To stay happy... Fuck, I don't know.

I didn't give much thought to life and happiness or anything like that. I just figured as long as nothing bad happens, it would all be ok. The first time I started to really worry about it, I was on the ferry coming back from Bondi and I was leaning on the edge smoking a cigarette when this lady came over to ask me for my light. She would have been about 45 I can't remember what she was wearing but she seemed wealthy to me. As she lit her yellow cigarette I opened my mouth to say the first thing that popped in which would have been - ''what the fuck is that ?" Relating to her smoke. But before I made a fool of myself, before I made no mistake about being a bogan westie. She dropped my lighter in the harbour. "Oh, I'm so sorry." She said. "That's ok" I laugh. ''Just a cheep bic.'' She started to fish around in her hand bag while I told her not to worry about it. Then pulled out a $2 coin and handed it to me. As I turned back to the sea I reached out my hand and dropped the coin into the water. I looked back at the woman and her face told me she was thinking, oh you little shit, too proud to take my money? But I smiled at her and said ''I made a wish.'' ''Really?'' She said. ''What did you wish for?'' Shit I thought, I didn't really make one. I looked into the water and tried to think of something. What would I have wished for? ''I guess I wished to be happy". I said. Instantly feeling like I'd just read that off a hallmark card. I was thinking, if she says anything cliché I'll just smile, don't roll your eyes, you started it you dick. But she didn't say anything for a while, just stared out at the sea. When she'd finished her yellow cigarette she pulled out another coin and dropped it in the water. "Me to" she said, looking a little sad as she walked away. It was kind of a sombre moment.

 Shit ryan, why do you have to depress people? Why couldn't I have said something cheerful? No one wants to be bummed out on a ferry on such a nice day. I always seem to go dropping emotional bombs on un expecting people. I'm not meaning to be a dick. I'm not out to hurt anybody. But if you're too careful you'll probably never say anything real.

Everyone has emotional baggage and talking about it or even thinking about it makes us feel like shit so no one wants to address any of their problems, we just take a deep breath, push it to the back of our heads and keep on trucking. Others seem to dwell on their issues for too long and never get anywhere with it. Feeling sorry for yourself is pointless really, if we look deep inside ourselves and find something we're not happy with than we should be looking to change it. If you're not willing to do that then you may as well throw yourself in the harbour because you'll never really be happy.

I guess all types of people from all walks of life can be unhappy, it might be the last thing we address, the last thing we try to attain. I look at my father, I don't think he's happy. He's worked all his life, got up early every day. People will say this is something to be respected like I should aspire to be like him and in a way I do respect it but that's not what I want. He's worked all his life but I don't think he's worked on himself at all. No... he's not happy, I can see it on his face.

Why is that? He's got a wife, a family, a career, so why does he act so depressed? Why doesn't any of this stuff make him happy? He probably thought it would or maybe he just fell into this life without thinking about it. Ether way he's given up on ever getting there.

Talking about happiness is hard without sounding like a hippy or a nut job huh?

I got hooked on video games for a while, it took my mind off the trouble in my life and the noise in my head. Lots of people have found this cool new drug and it's pretty powerful. It gave me a sense of achievement, something I wasn't getting in my real life. It was as powerful an addiction as any drug, especially when you feel like you're good at something, like you're winning something. If you asked me why or how I stopped playing I couldn't tell you, I just stopped one day and haven't picked it up again. I don't want to live in a world of fantasy where you're as happy as you can be, but you're completely deluding yourself, I like being sane. So do I. Ok, so maybe being sane is over rated. If I was completely insane but happy and I didn't know the difference, what would be the difference? If a neuroscientist put your brain in a vat of liquid and gave you a fake life through electrical impulses, like the matrix movie but where you would be totally happy and safe. Would you want to stay there or would you take the red pill? Would you prefer the cold reality or would you prefer the perfect lie?

I'm sure lots of people would be a lot happier with a fake life, maybe more than who are happy with this one. But... I don't have much faith in anything, but I do have faith in people, I think it's our destiny to get this life thing right. I don't think we're a doomed species at all. You and me will definitely be long dead by that time, and we'll never get there if we don't try. Still, I feel very much connected to humanity and I see the good in people. To give up on them is like giving up on yourself.

How do I get it then? What do I do? Well... I'm not sure yet . But at least I'm trying, I'm looking for whatever it is that's going to make me happy. Why should I get stuck now? I don't have any real responsibilities. I may as well find it now right? I think I made that decision along time ago, I remember how depressed my parents were and thinking how scary it would be to get stuck in a job, a relationship, a life you're not happy with. I feel like I'm bursting at the seams and any minute I'm going to fly far, far away from here.

I'll send you a post card.

Peace out.

Information Warfare 101

Information is moving at a blinding pace and to people and places its never been before. The internet has moved more peoples ideas, thoughts and feelings faster than any other medium in history. It seems to be creating a sort of 'hive mind' or global society. But perhaps the most important thing the internet has right now though is the truth. It's not everywhere you look, it's not in everything you read or see or hear but you can find it if you're looking for it, at least something that agrees with your own reason and your own common sense. But don't be surprised if it's hidden in sea of bullshit, this is called information warfare.

Welcome to the shit fight.

We should be able to take what people say at face value and decide for ourselves but very few people seem to do this. I have a few friends who are into conspiracies and pseudoscience. They have a tendency to believe one story about something crazy and discount something else entirely based on nothing other than the notion that the government, big business, the illuminati or the freemasons are trying to cover everything up. At the same time there's web sites dedicated to spreading false information about interesting subjects like the Bosnian pyramids. If you haven't heard about that one and nether had I until I visited my friend and heard all about it, pretty interesting stuff... until we discovered it was bullshit. It turned out to be nothing but dirt. The problem with that is, it's a way cooler subject to talk about if it were true and there was a pyramid in Bosnia that's 30% bigger than anything in Egypt and ten thousand years old, way older than any structure ever found.

 When you start to discover that the story is bogus it goes from the coolest thing in the world to... not much. Its a little disappointing. Problem is my friend didn't want to give up on this cool story so he stuck to his guns about how the main stream media was sweeping this hole mountain under the rug. Don't look on that site. I tell him, read an article from a reputable news site like the BBC or CNN or something . No he tells me, their under the control of the government or the illuminati or someone trying to hide the truth about aliens or the 2012 apocalypse.

It seems harder to tell the truth from the lies more so than ever in this age of information. People want cool stores to tell and others want to lie so someone will listen and they can feel important. I guess its just part of the human condition, problem is its slowing down our progress, our evolution.

On the other end of the scale there are the folks who don't want to listen to anything anyone has to say that sounds a little crazy. They're the skeptics and to a certain extent that's a good thing, but just take a look at life in general its pretty crazy as it is. From how big the universe is to a tiny cell in our body, a blood cell is a single celled organism, a life form all on its own but also apart of us. All this shit seems crazy, meanwhile the government does lie and some conspiracies are true - Iran contra, the gulf of Tonkin, Nixon's  Watergate scandal, Clinton's blowjob.

Funny side note- Howard Simons, the managing editor of the Post during Watergate, dubbed the secret informant "Deep Throat" as an allusion to a notorious porn movie which was a mainstream cause of controversy at the time. What are the odds that the impeachment of Bill Clinton and the resignation of Richard Nixon would be bought about by blowjobs!

I don't have all the answers, no one dose. I don't really know if the BBC is being controlled by the puppet master or not. So my reality, my truth is always going to be different from someone else's. If something feels right or wrong to you and you've heard both sides, who am I to tell you you're wrong.

The most important thing might just be not to lie to yourself.

Believing in anything cool and crazy is sometimes a form of escapism, when I was really into the Illuminati, it was for me what reading a book about swords and sorcery is for all those harry potter fans. The added history and element of realism just made it more interesting to me but I never once tried to uncover something big by sitting in my room and putting all the peaces together.

My theory about most conspirators is that they don't REALLY believe in any of  it at all, they just WANT to believe the government is evil, the aliens are coming, the world is ending on their watch and Big foot plays Marco Polo with the Loch Ness monster. Life is just more interesting that way.

Until we've evolved to the stage of instantly being able to tell the truth from the lies, probably through technology. You'll just have to decide for yourself.

Peace.

Living In A Soulless System

I heard this joke the other night on Comedy Central Presents, the comic said as he was watching the news about a tornado and there was a American couple that were saying they weren't going to leave even though their house was on wheels, they said "God will protect us". An he said who do you think is sending the tornado?

The joke is sub-par but there's an interesting premise there, it's like when you hear about a three year old that gets hit by a delivery van - it sux for everyone involved, sux for the kid who gets cheated out of a life, sux for the parents who feel responsible for turning their back for two seconds while they make some chocolate milk for their now deceased child, sux for the driver of the van that now will probably become an alcoholic and never forgive himself.

People will say that it was Gods plan and/or that he needed them, needed them for what? Dose God have a little league team up in heaven and noticed that little Billy had a cannon for an arm? What's the fucking plan?

I say- we live in a Soulless System, the universe doesn't give a fuck about you or me or this little rock flying through space that we live on. Everything that happens could just be completely random. That's a scary thought, we seem to want a reason for everything bad that happens because having no control is very fucking scary.

Someone gets cancer an we say - must have been his diet or black mould in their house or second hand smoke. We don't ever want to think that this could happen to us or anyone we love. Or maybe it was Karma, maybe he drowned puppies in his basement and no one knew. Sure it's possible but I'm not convinced that bad shit doesn't just happen to good people for no reason.

So what's the point? Do we start raping and pillaging? If there's no Karma and no plan, no heaven no hell, no consequences in the after life, Why not?... Well you'll know. You'll know how much you suck or how much of an honest person you are. And the people you care about will know too.

I just don't need the threat of being judged buy anyone or anything else to want me to be a good person. God, the universe and karma might not give a fuck about us, but we should. Because that's all we've ever needed.

So when the tornado comes, do yourself a favour arsehole - GET THE FUCK OUT OF THERE!!

Before I go I'm going to leave you with a poem I wrote a while back. 

I assure you I'm not gay, trust me I checked...

More than Karma-

Why can't we both, let go of our fears?

They twist in my stomach, reduce you to tears.

Shall we ever be rid, of this damming confusion?

Searching for answers, yet finding illusion .

If one day I become, your enlightened Ken.

I promise to show you, just how to be Zen.

But madness comes, an it splits my mind.

The Universe to me, seems so unkind.

Life isn't fair, and it's full of this drama.

Hold out your hands, and receive more than Karma.

See even good people, find their homes burning .

Don't fucking give up, the world is still turning .

Peace!                          

Revolution

Protests against Colonel Muammar Gaddafi's rule of Libya have left an unknown number of people dead and injured since  the16th of February.

Colonel Gaddafi is the longest-serving ruler in Africa and the Middle East, and also one of the most autocratic.

Benghazi, the country's second city, has seen the worst of the violence, with security forces reportedly using machine-guns and heavy weapons on crowds.

And Colonel Gaddafi's not the only dictator in the region facing unrest .

It looks like the middle east is in for some kind of revolution . They've had protests in 11 countries including  Egypt , Iran  an Libya .

They say at this  point the people want democracy, and you'd think its about time they tried it out .

Most of the countries in the area have had the same dictator or supreme leader for 30+ years and the protesters say enough's enough.

The problem is going to be that the depth of corruption in the middle east an Africa is so deep, the only real way to change is to tear down the whole system an build a new government . And because of the huge amounts of money these dictators pull in for there oil, they have plenty of cash to fight a civil war using private armies and security contractors. There will be no help from the west because of fear Gaddafi could use any evidence of western military interference to rally patriotic support for his regime.

An even if the protesters do manage to kick out the ageing  figureheads of there governments the alternative may prove to be no better an just as corrupt . The most likely outcome without help from the international community (which they don't want)  would probably end up with slightly different  leaders an everyone will celebrate a huge victory, this may cause people to feel so invested in the new regimes that they will probably be around for another 30+ years, and have  absolutely nothing changing.

So what's the moral of the story, why is this happening an why dos any of it matter to us?

The fact is, the worlds getting smaller an we don't live in a bubble any more .

Whatever happens to these people, were going to have to deal with them in one way or another.

 They see through the internet what western democracy has given us , but once you let corruption and power go unchecked for too long Colonel Gaddafi and dictators like him will do anything to keep it. The only way to stop any form of government from getting to powerful is to be continuously changing and evolving.

In the end change is inevitable, the shit people have to walk through to make it happen is pointless when all you end up with is a devil with a different name. 

Peace out foolz!