Drinking the Kool-Aid!

All of our parents fed us Kool-Aid

Our grandparents fed our parents Kool-Aid

koolaidOur great grandparents fed our grandparents Kool-Aid.

 

All of us will feed our children Kool-Aid.

Our children will feed their children Kool-Aid

Our children’s children will be feed their children Kool-Aid.

 

Even before they knew what to call it, parents have given their kids Kool-Aid.

Eventually they named it, “Kool-Aid”

The packaging has changed over the years

It comes in all kinds of flavors

It comes in a rainbow of colors

It can even be disguised as Jell-O

And Popsicles.

 

Some parents are careful how much sugar they add

Some parents think too much sugar is OK

All the same, it is still Kool-Aid.

Everybody thinks that their particular flavor is the best.

Some people change flavors and colors.

Everybody loves their Kool-Aid.

By Charles Buell

Believing in the Make-believe!

I think we are living in very interesting and difficult times in terms of credibility.

Florida January 2014 (206)While knowing that being credible is at the heart of achieving what we set out to do in our lives, we are daily faced with a barrage of information that is very difficult to find credible.  This has likely always been true in advertising and especially in the movies where we are asked to suspend credibility for a few moments of entertainment.  Even in books of fiction we can entertain ourselves with things that cannot possibly be true—and that is OK, we revel in fantasies of all kinds.  Likewise, books of non-fiction are so often filled with nothing but fiction—that we generally don’t like so much.

It has gotten to the point where one almost has to run information by “Snopes,” before one goes much further, but then who do we run Snopes by?

With photoshop at everyone’s fingertips, photographs can easily be manipulated to manipulate the viewer.

The Internet has exacerbated this problem to incredible proportions—no pun intended (but a good one nonetheless).  One only has to click on any one of the videos in the continuous stream of videos shared on one’s Facebook feed to see examples of preposterous impossible feats being accomplished.

A recent example of such a video was of a free, breath-hold, 665 foot dive into a water pit that was supposedly effortlessly done in less than 4.17 minutes.  Besides that being a pretty decent time to hold ones breath, is the fact that the only two divers to ever go below 500 feet suffered health effects that affected them for years.  It turns out that the video is just plain not credible—and as it turns out, a publicity stunt.

Another famous video clip was of a squirrel juggling a nut like a soccer ball.  It was actually an add, so no one should actually “believe” that a squirrel could do such a thing anyway.  But the squirrel does LOOK believable, and I know people that actually think it was real—that it was an actual trained squirrel!

When do we cross the line as to what is credible and what is incredible and what is not-credible?

More and more, we must be vigilant in terms of what we swallow hook, line, and sinker.

We have to find alternative ways of biting the gold coin to see if it is the real McCoy.

Trust but verify.

It has almost gotten to the point where it is safer to assume that something is not credible and work toward finding its credibility.

It will be interesting to see how future generations sort this all out.  Of course there is no shortage of lies that have been spewed, believed, and carried forward from the times before computers, Snopes and the internet.

Florida January 2014 (300)We only have to look to the broadcast of “War of the Worlds,” to McCarthism and to religion to see what the past can do that still affects us today—to show how part of being human is to be gullible.

It is almost as if we have to be incredibly lucky to not be gullible—to not be conned.  Then again perhaps we enjoy and need some amount of conning in our lives—some amount of believing the make-believe.

However, I do think there is great danger when things are purported to be fact when in fact they are not fact at all.  This travesty is exemplified in the decline of pure scientific research—research for research’s sake.  It seems that more and more, research is performed and funded by special interest groups with an interest in the outcome of said research.  This kind of research is akin to videos of diving to impossible depths and juggling squirrels.  It becomes non-credible.

I hope after all of this, you don’t think I have an answer for you—because I certainly do not.  While my having an answer might be credible—or even incredible—it is just not credible given the amount I actually know about it.

There is another key element of credibility.  To maintain ones credibility, one most always be willing to give up allegiances to things held credible that are found to not be credible with the passage of time. 

This is just a rambling way of saying that it might be useful to admit when we have been conned (at least to ourselves) and then move on.

 

By Charles Buell

So you think there are, or have been, aliens on earth?

You may be correct.

Vashon 123013 (17)aThe older I get the more I realize that Erich Fromm got it right way back in 1955.  We are indeed doing all that we can to escape from freedom and are indeed far, far away from being “The Sane Society.”  It blows my mind that I did not find his books until 1969 and most people appear to have still never heard of him.  Society in general appears to be living up to Fromm’s reasoning.  Here is a pertinent quote from his book “The Sane Society,” that pretty much spells out what the book is all about, as well as what society is all about today–just as much as it was in 1955.

“It is naively assumed that the fact that the majority of people share certain ideas or feelings proves the validity of these ideas and feelings.  Nothing is further from the truth.  Consensual validation as such has no bearing whatsoever on reason or mental health.  The fact that millions of people share the same vices does not make these vices virtues, the fact that they share so many errors does not make the errors to be truths, and the fact that millions of people share the same forms of metal pathology does not make these people sane.”

He goes on to discuss all the things that humans use to alienate themselves from their true selves.  Things like greed, the lust for power and even religion are all present wherever alienation is to be found.

“What is common to all these phenomena—the worship of idols, the idolatrous worship of God, the idolatrous love for a person, the worship of a political leader or the state, and the idolatrous worship of the externalizations of irrational passions—is the process of alienation.  It is the fact that man does not experience himself as the active bearer of his own powers and richness, but as an impoverished “thing,” dependent on powers outside of himself, unto whom he has projected his living substance.”

So who exactly ARE the real aliens here on earth?

It is pretty clear we are more than likely pretty much all insane.

 

By Charles Buell

Is this really just a “guy” thing?

OK guys, I think we have probably all been here.

Old Phone
Old Phone

You get a call from a close friend of both you and your wife–or perhaps from one of your kids or relatives on either side of the fence.

You chat for a bit, say goodbye and then hang up the phone.

Throughout the call your wife has been listening intently from the other room (because that is what comes naturally)–perhaps even asking you at some point–or perhaps continuously: “who is it, what do they want, what are they talking about or why are they calling?”

Of course not a single one of the questions filters into your consciousness–other than as something like a mosquito keeping you from paying attention to the caller.

After you hang up she asks, “So who was it?”

“Matt.”

“My sister’s Matt?”

“Yup.”

“What did he want?”

“Not much.”

“Well what did he say?”

“Not much—just wanted to let us know that the baby finally arrived.”

Screams of hysterical joy fill the room, accompanied by much gesticulating, hyperventilation and several “oh my gods!”

“Was it a boy or a girl?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How much did it weight?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How long was labor?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“Have they named it yet?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How is my sister doing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“He sounded fine on the phone—-he didn’t say anything was wrong.”

“How come you never ask the IMPORTANT questions?”

“I don’t know.”

 

By Charles Buell

 

Guys, we have all been here.

You get a call from a close friend of both you and your wife—or perhaps from one of your kids or relatives on either side of the fence.

You chat for a bit, say goodbye and then hang up the phone.

Throughout the call your wife has been listening intently from the other room—perhaps even asking you: “who is it, what do they want, what are they talking about or why are they calling”—throughout the whole call.

Of course not a single one of the questions filters into your consciousness.

After you hang up she asks, “So who was it?”

“Matt.”

“My sister’s Matt?”

“Yup.”

“What did he want?”

“Not much.”

“Well what did he say?”

“Not much—just wanted to let us know that the baby finally arrived.”

Screams of hysterical joy fill the room, accompanied by much gesticulating, hyperventilation and several “oh my gods!”

“Was it a boy or a girl?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How much did it weight?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How long was labor?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“Have they named it yet?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How is my sister doing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“He sounded fine on the phone—-he didn’t say anything was wrong.”

“How come you never ask the IMPORTANT questions?”

“I don’t know.”

 

– See more at: http://activerain.com/blogsview/2014335/for-guys-only-well-ok-and-the-women-that-live-with-us-#sthash.AOIXVli1.dpuf

FOR GUYS ONLY!! ……well OK, and the women that live with us. (edit/delete)

 

Guys, we have all been here.

You get a call from a close friend of both you and your wife—or perhaps from one of your kids or relatives on either side of the fence. 

Who you gonna callYou chat for a bit, say goodbye and then hang up the phone.

Throughout the call your wife has been listening intently from the other room—perhaps even asking you: “who is it, what do they want, what are they talking about or why are they calling”—throughout the whole call. 

Of course not a single one of the questions filters into your consciousness.

After you hang up she asks, “So who was it?”

“Matt.”

“My sister’s Matt?”

“Yup.”

“What did he want?”

“Not much.”

“Well what did he say?”

“Not much—just wanted to let us know that the baby finally arrived.”

Screams of hysterical joy fill the room, accompanied by much gesticulating, hyperventilation and several “oh my gods!”

“Was it a boy or a girl?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How much did it weight?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How long was labor?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“Have they named it yet?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“No.”

“How is my sister doing?”

“I don’t know.”

“Didn’t you ask?”

“He sounded fine on the phone—-he didn’t say anything was wrong.”

“How come you never ask the IMPORTANT questions?”

“I don’t know.”

– See more at: http://activerain.com/blogsview/2014335/for-guys-only-well-ok-and-the-women-that-live-with-us-#sthash.AOIXVli1.dpuf