Mar
27
January 1999 flashback
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I have put up the final month of my old, original blog from back in the day.
It’s a little scary to think that I can almost remember those days after reading through the diary again, but I suppose that is the whole idea of a diary. If only I had realised how well it worked I might have continued further with it.
I remember having most of the “actors” in it reading it at the time, occasionally commenting here and there on following days. The site was nothing like this one though, where there are sign ups, comments, tracking and all that jazz. This is a much more polished package.
Anyway, it was fun reliving the past and now that it’s back out there I hope to continue to add articles to this blog. On a more regular basis than I have been, but not daily, that might be too much for the world to handle.
Here’s the link to the January 1999 archives. Enjoy!
Mar
20
I’m sick of this crap
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After spending a reasonable amount of time trying to express how I feel about something I was unable to come up with The Right Sentence. And while reading the response to the wrong sentence, it occurred to me that:
- It is difficult enough to make an I statement about myself, but it is impossible to make one about someone else.
- We are all at varying degrees of development the myriad of different facets of ourselves. Adulthood is a label conferred by others to allow them to treat you as they wish so that they might continue to believe that they themselves are adults.
In all of the challenges I face while continuing to remain alive - having to deal with other people is the hardest and most common point where I come unstuck. Why the hell do you people do those things and what’s wrong with doing it my way, really?
I admit that it would be better if we all just got along, but who really gets to decide what’s best for all of us? And until they can explain themselves in perfect Ben-language, how do I know that they know what they are asking? If communication is a two way street then not being understood means that I can’t possibly understand. Where do you go from there?