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Differences of Opinion

Wednesday, July 27th, 2011

What is it about our country (congress, first and foremost, but people in general) that seems to have us at odds with each other. Right now, we have congress with our entire country poised on the brink of what they say is financial disaster, and they have this lack of ability to come to a compromise and solve the problem that faces us. There’s a certain block of voters who are beyond adamant about getting what they want and they’re ready to bring the country to its knees if they don’t get exactly what they want.

Yeah? Exactly! A three-year-old child who’s going to throw a temper tantrum in the grocery store if he doesn’t get that toy he sees in the checkout aisle.

What happened to us that we are unwilling to compromise? To see the other person’s point of view? It’s almost as of the two (or three, depending on how you count) sides of the table in these debt+budget “talks” are having a holy war. My god is better than you god, so we can’t see eye-to-eye on anything. There is no room for compromise when you’re talking about such intense and overwhelming ideology.

And yet this sort of thing comes down to the personal level, too. I have a friend who has republican (for lack of a better term) take on things, used to like Glenn Beck, etc, and it’s impossible to talk to her about politics. She gets all bent out of shape about what the liberals are doing this and that and it’s just spewing the crap that she’s gotten from television. Yet there’s no possible way of getting her to see that we’re in this situation because one side or the other created this situation.

In another situation personally, someone in my life wants to believe X despite actions of his own that caused things to be the way they are. There’s no reason, no discussion, no compromise. Just “my way or the highway.” Well, can you guess which one I took?

Oh, as for my political views: I subscribe to no party. All of them are crazy. You have to sell most or all of your soul to get into Congress these days. So I don’t trust any of them to do what’s right for the country anymore. Who bought their souls? People with deep pockets. Corporations. Special interests who want only what they want and to hell with everyone else. Sounds familiar?

There was a time when our country did have differences of opinion, but we pulled together for a common goal. Now, this doesn’t happen anymore. I think we won’t come together until things are really, really bad again. Personally I don’t want to see it get that bad, but it will if we continue doing what we’re doing.

But to be honest, my inner anarchist would like to see that happen. Just to see what happens. I feel I’m in a pretty good position overall and could weather another 5 or 10 years of economic misery in the country, but it would be hard to watch others have a much harder time than me. Who knows, it might happen anyway if things in congress continue going nowhere.

–J


Plus ça change…

Tuesday, May 31st, 2011

I have recently come to the conclusion, or I am being painfully reminded of a certain universal constant. That is, the only constant in life is change. If things aren’t changing something is wrong. Really wrong. Don’t believe it? Try this, think about you job. What happens if you stop learning? Stop trying to do new things? Stop stretching yourself beyond your boundaries? Stop changing? You stagnate. You get stuck. Passed over for promotions. Yes, I’m being a bit extreme, but there’s a grain of truth in there.

Ok here’s another. There’s a joke I read somewhere “Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be.” Funny. Ha ha. But we wouldn’t be nostalgic for how things were if they hadn’t changed.

Take the weather, which is always changing (catastrophic events aside, like tornadoes) What would we do with ourselves if we couldn’t complain about the weather? Think of all the opportunities for small talk that would be missed or bore us to death.

That’s life! And we wouldn’t have life without change.

So my life is changing, as it has for the past two years, give or take. What gets me is that why the changes seem so huge. Big, life-altering, change-your-retirement-plans, the future-is-not-as-you-thought-it-would-be changes. Things that make you look back and reevaluate… everything. How did I get here? What motivated me to do this or that? Did I really cause that to happen? How do I make up for it? How do I fix it? Can it be fixed? All the while trying not to beat yourself up over it because at the time you thought you were making good decisions, analyzing all possibilities and doing what was right for yourself, but in the end, you were, for many years, an ignorant 15-year-old who thought he knew everything.

And looking back, you want to smack yourself in the forehead. *smack*smack* Twice. Three times. Yes, some of the catalysts of change are myself, but sometimes it seems like others just come from nowhere. And coping with all of this at once can be a daunting task at a minimum.

You look around and you see people, friends, coworkers who have good lives and don’t have these problems and you say to yourself “Gee, they have it easy and I have it hard. Life sucks.” But every now and again you meet someone who seems to have it together on the outside, but on the inside things are all screwy and you have to step back and reassess and remember that comparing yourself to others is a dumb thing to do. Maybe most people just handle the things life throws at them better than others. Can I do that, too?

Life is change. Anything who says different is… lying?

But still, does it always have to be so hard? Where’s the change for the positive? Sooner or later, the dealer has to deal me an ace, right? Right? Bueller?

 


Commuting Dreams

Thursday, April 7th, 2011

Like most people, I commute to work. Every day, one hour each way, door to door. It used to be that I drove, but now I take public transit. How awful, you say? It must be a nightmare! No, I disagree.

I used to drive to work, traffic, noise, pollution, stupid people doing stupid things in two tons of metal on wheels. Now, yes, I have to slog through the rain and snow and whatever to get to the bus stop, then ride that for 10 minutes (15 in traffic) and then take the subway for another 35, and THEN a 10 minute walk to my office.

What I have come to appreciate is a dedicated block of time, twice a day, to read, listen to music, enjoy a podcast, chat with people, look at the sunrise, hear to birds sing, watch as the trees and flowers bloom in the springtime. Yes, it’s bitter cold sometimes, or it’s so humid and warm that I’m sweating by the time I reach the office, but I’ve learned to deal with all of that. It’s minor and inconsequential to the fact that I am simply happier without the added stress of being on a road every day.

Sunrise from Metro

Sunrise taken from the subway.

How many times have you watched the sun rise this year? Once? Maybe, if you’re lucky. I’ve seen about fifty. And that’s since January. (No, I’m not really counting.) Every day either rising over the airport seen from the elevated track or over the Potomac River as we cross into the district. Heck, right after daylight savings time I could see it walking to the bus stop. And I do look, every day. I close my book and look around, if only for the 30-45 seconds that I can see the horizon, I take the time.

What astounds me is that nearly every other person on the train ignores it. They are so oblivious and so self-absorbed in their free newspaper, their music, their coffee or their napping that they miss out on something so glorious and brilliant that you are guaranteed to see every day. I don’t need any metaphors about renewal and every day is a new day or I can take on the world or anything like that. It’s just nice to see it. And all in all, that’s not a bad way to start off the day.

A lot of people like to complain about public transit. They don’t see what it really offers them. A relatively safe, convenient way to get to work that offers them fringe benefits that you can’t put a dollar sign on.

Me? I’ll keep taking public transit.


How big is space?

Tuesday, March 22nd, 2011

Last week, I attended a NASA tweetup at their headquarters here in Washington, DC. It’s been fun seeing how their tweetups have changed over time. They’ve definitely gotten bigger and people are becoming friends through it, which is really, really cool. NASA broadcast the tweetup live, in which Colonel Douglas H. Wheelock (@Astro_Wheels) talked to us about his experience aboard the International Space Station, tweeting from space, being the first FourSquare person to check in from the ISS and generally his experiences aboard for 163 days. A Hundred and Sixty-Three days! See the video here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDlx2N6fpM4

During the tweetup, of course, people were on twitter like mad. During it, I posted a question:

How do you describe the hugeness of space in only 140 chars on Twitter? @astro_wheels did by posting pics on twitpic!#nasatweetup

These were some of the very clever and funny responses:

@LeslieFraraccio like Leary did, it’s a big bowl of spaghetti

@keshavkiran as huge as freedom of thought and imagination

@Ma2tew It’s Fu#king HUGE!!

@sadiecarnot It’s a 1st yr exam question: Describe the universe in 250 words. Give three examples…

@rhpteradactyl one question. Where does space end. And what’s on the other side? I guess that would be two questions duh

@AKposthuman “How do you describe the hugeness of space?” 10^500 potential universes with different physics on top of our Multiverse.

@bhagwandave staring into the eye of God

@solar_bud “you might think it’s a long way down to the shops, but that’s really nothing compared to space” – Douglas Adams

@notoriousgranma Yes, and they were amazing!

@thazmrplaya2u “Infinite”, there, I did it in 8 characters.

@phillypa800 HUGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

@madridvk The place where the Light gets old

@whiteops “To infinity and beyond”?

But this one is my favorite:

@Blackfireink I belive that Douglas Adams said that “Space is big. I mean really BIG!”