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    This hopefully will supplement my webpages.

    please, if you comment stay on subject. I am interested in feedback, especially real thoughtful feedback. if you don't agree with what i believe that's fine too, but argue about why you believe differently, if that's appropriate.

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Those People

I’m watching “Bones” and of course that close-minded Booth is on there. usually, no big deal, his character is supposed to be that jocky-football player in college-lady’s man-badboy-type of guy, the kind you are forced to take with a grain of salt. as they say, “it’s just a tv show”.

anywho, he was talking about some kids who he considered low-lifes i guess, and they were just people who did not fit his idea of the norm. of course Bones was just thinking, “oh really?” and with that look she gives him sometimes.

it struck me this time maybe because i’ve been watching the courtroom Law and Order, (whichever one that is), and they kind of have the same idea.

and of course i get it. i was one of those people that dresses different, not necessarily one of the punks, i had my own style. i had hundreds of safety pins in my pants leg, and different sized buttons on my shirt, and i had pants on that were 10 sizes too big, (before that was popular of course), and i was anti-social. and of course, i think those social, conforming, everything has a hole that it fits in type people are oddly abnormal in their own way.

but Booth was just judging them by the way they dressed and talked and role-played this game they played, and was basically saying they were useless dregs of society, i’m paraphrasing, but it was awfully close. the first thing i thought was, hey if that’s the reaction people give them, how are they supposed to be expected to feel like they are accepted or that they do “fit in” ?

the idea of “fitting in” comes directly from the conformist strategy to box everything into categories and label people a certain way. i have to admit that’s the way most of us understand other people, by associating them with other people we understand. that’s simplifying it, but hey.

and what i think is devastatingly strange about the whole judgmental attitude and categorizing thing, is that it stifles art, and creativity, and enterprising ideas. the creative and smart people who engage in being different in these ways are basically castrated at birth by conformist ignorance.

i would be the first to admit that conforming to some advents of the status quo serve a purpose; however, i still have to admit that to conform you have to somehow identify what is “normal” or “average” and that makes absolute conformity impossible, so chew on that you straight laced mofos ! (just kidding !)

i remember when i was a kid trying to be different and thinking, ” I will show them that you can be different and better and not be like them and not just succeed, but be better than them ! not just at a single thing, but at everything.” and i tried. of course lots of the people who were trying to fit in were basically spending all their time trying to be cool. i was learning linguistics, plumbing, welding, music writing, programming, and anything else i could find.

i would have been one of those kids Booth was making fun of and degrading. but what was i wasting ? nothing. i cut class and stole passes from the guidance counselor’s office. and i used the money to buy cigarettes. i skipped class 100 days of 175 and still passed all my classes.

but i was speaking spanish and german and learning sign language. i was studying fibonacci numbers and prime numbers and how their ratios to 1 and Pi show relationships between evolution and God’s world. I was doing 100 miles of camping, canoeing, and hiking to work towards my Eagle Scout. i could memorize a chapter of my chemistry book and read it later. i ran track to practice for my Army physical fitness test and the rest of the track team got yelled at because i came in second running against them. their coach said they should have done better seeing as how they were on the track team and i was nobody. i decided not to run with them again, they didn’t need the hassle.

so i had spiked hair that was bleached blond with blue on the tips and 3 earrings.

makes me wonder what Booth was doing in High School.

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