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Please Die Already

Rage.

Rage.

There has been quite a hullabaloo recently about the healthcare reform bill, incited mainly by this man and this woman. Why are they ranting and raving about Democrats creating “death panels” that will decide whether or not the elderly† or mentally disabled‡ continue to receive medical treatment? Can’t they see that America is chock full of people ripe for Death’s annual picking?

The Democrats want people to have access to “end of life counseling.” That is a nice way of them saying “we want to encourage you to die without eating up millions of millions of dollars in care.” And the elderly and infirm DO eat up millions of dollars; 80% of the money you spend on healthcare will be spent during the last three months of your life. Is it really worth it? To spend hour after hour, barely breathing, barely thinking, hooked up to life support with a feeding tube in your gut?

Americans have become highly sensitive to the issue of death. I thought that the whole reason behind this mushy Christianity stuff was to make people comfortable with the idea of dying. “Oh, don’t worry, there’s always the afterlife! Feel free to pass away as you wish.” Nope. Christian evangelicals and conservative Catholics are amongst the most adamant individuals who support your right to clutch on to your existence by any means; even if your body and mind have rotted away to nothing.

Actually, they’re not even supporting your right to life; they’d keep you alive regardless of how you feel.

"Sir, we have found you to be too goddman crochety old for the State to continue financing your life."

"Sir, we have found you to be too goddamn crotchety old for the State to continue financing your life."

What about my right to death? Listen to me: people need to die. People have been dying for millions and millions of years. Its natural. It happens all the time. The problem is that no one has instructed us on how to cope with and move past these tragic events.

Wait. Tragic? It shouldn’t be tragic; it should be joyful. The joyful passing of your loved one. We are so far removed from our natural state of being that we no longer value death… excluding the deaths of our enemies; that has always been joyous.

Lion King

Even Disney supports death panels.

Human bodies were not designed (intelligent or not) to last forever. Our cells stop regenerating as well, our joints become rigid and sore, our systems fail to save over and over again until it gets to a point that your body just dies. All of this extensive healthcare is in denial of the natural ‘Circle of Life‘. Certainly the deaths’ of those who did not live up to the prime peaks of life are tragic; they died too soon. But that only covers people up to about age 40; if you live past that point, I will be joyfully celebrating your passing with explicit glee.

So lighten up. Embrace death (the insurance companies have been running death panels for years now). Maybe even buy a t-shirt. It’ll balance the budget for Christ’s-sakes.

You don’t want to be alive for the zombie apocalypse anyway…

†‡Not that either of these groups really qualify as  being ‘that alive’ in the first place.

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Healthcare Reform: The Big Comedown

Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness; these are the principles on which America was founded. All men (and now women) are entitled to these rights, and it is the duty of the U.S. government to not infringe upon but to maintain our ability to live, live freely and live happily. Otherwise, the government would be worthless, and perhaps it would have been better for us to remain within the British Empire.

Of course, there are limitations to these ‘rights’, but the threshold of limitation is set by us, the common society, and it is our collective say that sets the standard. In recent months (years if you count the campaigns for the presidential nominees) it has become apparent that healthcare is a ‘right’ Americans believe they are entitled to; it is your right to have affordable health insurance coverage, or to at least be able to see a doctor and seek treatment without indebting yourself up to your eyelids.

I know the pains of healthcare personally, even at the ripe young age of 24. I have not been insured for 2 years now and it has made me hesitate to go to dentist. I finally became covered by my employer after working for 6 months, and I promptly scheduled an appointment. The results of my examination were fairly good; only two cavities on my archaic wisdom teeth. The state of my gums, however, had deteriorated into full-blown periodontal disease. If I don’t receive a ‘deep cleaning’ (eek!) I would risk the possibility of slowly but surely losing my teeth as my gums continued to recede (double eek).

How much would the procedure cost? $1077.00. That’s a pretty penny there. Not quite a triple coronary bypass, but I don’t have money for that either. How much would my insurance pay? $588.00. That leaves me paying about $500 in the end, which my broke ass can handle, most likely from some kind of deferred payment plan. For other people, with no insurance and dependents and a number of other financial commitments, paying for this procedure may very well fall to the wayside, letting their health fail as opposed to taking on the cost of treatment.

Preventative healthcare is cheap. What advice would my dentist have given me 2 years ago? The same advice he gave me this year. “You need to floss and use a water pik daily, as well as continue to brush your teeth and use mouthwash.” This might be common sense, but we as human beings need a little prodding here and there, and the dentist or whatever practitioner for whatever ailment just so happens to be the person to whip your lazy conscious into shape. Water pik: $20.00. Stock of floss for 2 years: ~$20.00. Savings incurred from not getting expensive dental procedure: ~$1037.00.

Why don’t people take advantage of preventative healthcare? Because they don’t have the money or they don’t have the know-how. If everyone had health insurance (or if all healthcare was single-payer like the federally mandated Medicare program we’ve had for the past century) they would be able to get problems treated before they get worse and even more expensive. Are you sick? Go see a doctor. Take your medication now instead of saving it for later because you can’t afford to buy more.

The biggest obstacle to everyone having healthcare is: 1. Insurance companies (HMOs), 2. Pharmaceutical companies, and 3. Hospitals and doctors. Everyone of them stands to make much, much less money with mandated healthcare; they’d much rather buy off our politicians than reform the system at hand. With everyone receiving preventative healthcare, you don’t need to go see the doctor as often. You don’t need to have complicated procedures, and all the tests and X-rays and MRIs that go along with it. You don’t need to be overloaded with a drug-cocktail every day.

Right now, Congress is in the process of writing a bill reforming the healthcare systems in America, and they have mistakenly included the nefarious legions of greedy money-grubbers listed above into the equation and excluded the idea of having a ‘public option’ (a government insurance program that would be affordable and available to all). I don’t know what we are supposed to do. Write your congressperson I guess; just be sure to put a $10,000 check made out to his/her re-election campaign account in the envelope too. Needy complaints get lonely without a little cash.

Does it really matter who’s lording over us, a tyrant or an aristocracy, if they could care less about our well being?

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What Is Barack Obama Doing To Piss Me Off Today

I felt like I knew him, or at least knew what he was about. A bleeding-heart liberal whose compassion for human life would literally shake the foundations of U.S. policies, rising above and leading us out of the hard-line bullshit “No, We Can’t” actions and attitudes of a traditional, retarded bureaucracy. I guess that was Hope 2009; now we’re chewing the bitter fat of Reality.

Barack Obama

Don’t even try your charms on me Obama; best pack your things and go. And sheesh, get some Just For Men Gel while you’re out; first 100 days is puttin’ on the gray.
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Gonzo Philosophy

Friday night in ‘Burque found five young friends kickin’ it to a slower groove, after security has busted up our party on account of someone else’s music. The host reclined, saddened by our communal loss, and consoled himself with a well-taken hit from a festively colored bowl. Sinking into a chemical calm, he found the serenity to accept that the evening could only improve from this dark chapter.

 

“POUND!!! POUND!!!”

 

My friend stuffed his bowl in his pocket and answered the door. Two thugs, clad in black and sporting loaded weapons, further decimated the evening’s feel-good vibe by barging, sans invite, into the sanctity of a couple’s home.

 

“Where’s the weed, and whose smokin’ it?” one of the villains demanded, at which point the host surrendered his stash with a look of true defeat.

 

“Pretty low-grade,” the hooligan chirped mockingly, with a smugness so tacit as to bolster itself in its own presence.

 

“Yeah, we’re kinda broke, man.” the host lamented as they divested him of even this meager offering.

 

“If you’re so broke,” one countered, “why are you spending your money on weed?”

 

There was no pretense of respect: he had the gun, he had superiority; and he had the gall to enforce further mockery upon my beaten friend. Truly, this man was an ass of epic proportion.

 

“Either I’m addicted, or I just like it too much,” he replied, dejected and beyond defense. They left us then, to the pangs of poverty and buzzkill as the night wore on.

 

Now, the question we all have to ask ourselves is: is this the sort of behavior that we as a populace are willing to accept from officers of the law?

 

That’s right: la policia, Big Brother, the fuzz had entered an innocent man’s home and taken by force that which is, by the rights of morality, patriotism, and civil disobedience, his private property. If someone had done the same without a badge, I would have been well within my rights to take the fucker’s kneecap and watch him crawl on home; but because this act of theft was perpetrated behind the paternalist bully-system of America’s executive branch, such action would’ve seen me in fetters. What I wouldn’t have given for diplomatic immunity and a baseball bat.

 

I am not drawing this analogy to encourage violence against police. I do believe that, amongst the moralistic oafs and badged thieves that incite situations like this one, there are a good number of good cops. In point of fact, I may personally owe quite a bit to one in particular, who took the time and interest in the legal plight of a college kid to talk me out of throwing my future away on anger and vengeance. Be that as it may, I stand that, had I or any of my colleagues managed to break these individuals before they could fire, the action would have been both justified and courageous (if perhaps imprudent, from a survivalist perspective.) Before we blame the police, however, perhaps we must also blame ourselves.

 

We live in a democracy, a democracy in which many of us are attempting to regain faith. It is, in theory, the actions and ideas of a free people which will constitute our principles in the years to come, principles amongst which personally liberty is often cited, if only long enough to be discarded at the hands of an overtly Puritan and thankfully dying ethic.

 

If we speak of marijuana (and I stress, other drugs as well) as secretive or criminal, then an uneducated populace will necessarily come to view them as such. Give the people a bit of D.A.R.E. and fear-mongering, and the myths will all but propagate themselves. But if we our honest, with ourselves and our fellow citizens, then the volume of our outrage can only be amplified by the abuses which so tirelessly assail our common liberty.

 

I smoke marijuana. This does not make me, or you, or anybody else a bad person, and it does not give capitalist bullies on machismo trips just cause to violate the sanctity of our homes, the security of our interests, or the Fourth Amendment of our Constitution.

 

I wish here to speak in the promotion of freedom, and not of violence. But whatever anger failed to find my actions on that night must find our pens, our voices, and our spirits; lest the menace of paternalism run unchecked. If the government can waste our time, our money, and our lives on smoking guns, the average citizen should never be without recourse when the barrel’s pointed squarely at his own doorstep.

Redpillneo is a contributing writer for projectgroupthink.wordpress.com. Get instant updates for this blog via Twitter: PGTblog.

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Money Talk$

Regardless of whom you are, or what you do. As long as you live amongst society, you’re dependent on that evil green stuff. Ah, yes money – “the root of all evil”. For it is money that can be traced to materialism, commercialism, status, poverty, crime, and an entire slew of soul crushing malevolence.

But the point of this post isn’t to denounce capitalism, nor is it to articulate any sort of communist manifesto.

Realistically (albeit hastily generalized) we only truly have a few options on how we can choose to partake in the money game. We can –

A)    condemn money/civilization and live amongst the wolves
B)    condemn money/civilization and live in the dreary depths of our parent’s basement
C)    sell our soul for a buck, and play the money game to pay for life’s ‘necessities’

If you’re like most people you chose option “C”, and there’s nothing wrong with that. The vast majority of people will have to work the majority of their lives just to survive. Yikes!

With that being said, there are varying degrees to which one can pursue the art of collecting monies. We can dive head over heals in capitalistic fiery, or we can walk placidly through this rat-maze and spare ourselves just enough cheese to get through the winter.

To complicate things even more, there are many ways to skin this proverbial cat.

This week I’d like to switch things up a bit and open the floor to some good ole’ fashion discourse. Particularly I’d like to know:

1.    What is your current, future, and ideal plan for making money?
2.    What do you plan to do with your money?
3.    How do you view the concept of capitalism? Are there better alternatives, if so what? If not, why?

I’m looking forward to hearing everyone’s view – and with that ladies and gentlemen, Lil’ Wayne….

“Money over bitches I’m yellin’ it to the grave
Developed at a young age go after what pays
These Cabana sunshades block the sun rays
I drop a car note in the mall on the first day”

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Music For The Revolution?

The other day, I was fortunate enough to find myself in a car that was filled entirely with philosophers. Admittedly, this is not so rare as it might seem, when one is at grad school to study philosophy, but I nonetheless jumped at the chance to over-intellectualize the mundane with like-minded colleagues. The topic du jour, as it happened, was music. I had off-handedly mentioned to a friend that an artist he endorsed (Neko Case) had made it onto the college rock Top 10. We began musing wistfully about the musical styling of our youths, lamenting the post-nineties Death of Rock (fuck you very much, Clear Channel and friends.) On a lark, we surfed the radio, looking for music that was both new and aesthetically gratifying.

This was, predictably, a failed endeavor.

As the evening continued, we found ourselves at the Launchpad, Central Avenue’s place-to-be for rock music. For those of you not aquainted with ‘Burque, Central is in actuality the oft-mythologized Route 66, yet it seems to attract predominantly a crowd full of “ballas” and “popped collas;” which in this author’s less than humble opinion are never indicators of a quality establishment. I would like to take a moment here to thank the Launchpad and similar institutions for their efforts in keeping rock alive, despite the fact that Lennon is long dead, and Jagger seems to have mastered the arcane knowledge requisite for lichdom.

Having bitched marginally about the state of contemporary music, I would like to follow the Launchpad’s example by actually conttributing something positive to the scene. To that end, I have contrived a “Recommended Listening” sort of endeavor, that I might use my energies to promote art instead of bantering ad nauseam about its perceived absence.

GHOST:
One of the better headliners I’ve seen at the Launchpad, Ghost is soft enough for the non-metal types, but possesed nonetheless of virtuosity, dynamics, and diversity of instrumentation. The typical rock line-up is still present (guitar, drums, bass, keys), but is augmented by chimes, gongs, woodwinds (sax, clarinet, wierd oriental pan-pipe thingy) and an electric cello. Also, I believe I may have spotted a theremin at one point.

In addition to having more instruments than a small marching band, Ghost plays each of them well and many intricately, easily hurdling the “melody barrier” that bars many modern schlock-rockers from serious musical consideration. Inspired and dynamic song structures combine with these elements to give Ghsot a sound that is recognizably rock and roll, but happily post-modern.

ISIS:
While I will attempt not to inundate readers with selections of metal bands, something must be said for a sound that is heavy enough for the Scandinavian crowd, yet ambient enough for the perpetually stoned. To boot, their lyrical content is far and away more mature than most of their peers’ (for example, their album “Panopticon” deals with the thought of Continetal heavyweight Michel Foucault.)

While the band’s sound could, in this author’s humble opinion, embrace more melody on the whole, they invoke a heavy ambience reminsicient of Tool’s later sound. If you’re intriigued by thematic depth and enjoy minor-key groove (the keboardist is very probably a hippie), this band may just be your panacea.

MARC DAVIS:
Hailing from Cleveland, Marc is a Berkleee musician with a visionary approach to softer rock. Combining layers of string-driven polyphony (guitar, piano) with Berklee-caliber singing, Marc’s band Plight of Pious grabs the listener afresh with each new heartbeat, playing with their dreams and their fears in ways both subtle and engaging. The instrumentation is far from static, as timpanis and what I believe to be a bizouki (?) leap unexpectedly into and out of the song structre. Also, the inner socialist in all of us will be delighted by the album’s free-ness at plightofpious.com.

Marc also recently released a solo effort, entitled “Eye.Sea.Land;” a trippier, more acoustic venture in a similar though not identical aesthetic vein. For fans of less abrasive stylings, either (read: both) of these offerings should prove revolutionary.

OPETH:
OK, so I’m 2-2 for metal and ~metal. I bring these musicians into a “secular” list, however, because out of seven songs on their recent album “Watershed,” only twice do they venture into the realm of truly brutaliscious metallizing. For the rest of the piece, they flow easily and effectively between prog, jazz, and a classic rock sound a la Pink Floyd.

While many metal bands are content with the crunching rhythm/indulgent solo appraoch to twin guitar music, Opeth departs from the norm by adopting a classical guitar style, over which the lead melody soars as much as shreds. Keys are also present, leavign the band with a well-rounded wealth of sounds, any of which might be invoked at a moment’s notice as the album flows seemlessly between genres and above the status quo.

SOULJA BOY:
Is totally not on this list. I secretly believe that he began his career as a gaoler for the soviet Gulag, and that “Kiss Me Thru The Phone” was relegated to American radio when the Party deemed it too cruel for punitive use.

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