Thursday, July 25, 2013

The Rant to End All Rants.

America is in a state of confusion, where the backwards moves us forward, and rallies for "change" have quickly transformed into the progression of hope's suffocation. Hope, trampled by blood-lust and frenzied masses, as they celebrate the demise of invisible foes and conjured enemies. Hope, dangling above the starved by the depraved, a teasing game with a ball of yarn, just to watch the cat do flips for nothing in return. Hope, sealed behind the guise of a classified envelope, revenge for the written word, once burned in stacks by people, now the words order the burning, all sealed behind doors of laughter and purposeful ignorance, chosen stupidity, only a more innocent and less cowardly version of aversion.

If you don't understand the imagery in it's entirety, don't be alarmed, for you are human, and this part of your brain has actively been eviscerated since your conception. As an update on the country, people are rallying all around the country at this moment to "avenge" the death of Trayvon Martin, wide rallies in various cities all call for George Zimmerman, to be prosecuted, executed, electrocuted, anything to satisfy their thirst for vengeance. This fire has been fueled by the President, by The Justice Department, by corporate media. There have been no calls for peace, for reconciliation, or even directions to READ by definition what "Murder 1" is, and how without clear, premeditated intent to murder beyond a reasonable doubt, it cannot be.

Of course, as a writer, I must recuse myself to a degree, because many people don't understand what "corporate media" even is, and still think the petty jokes about "FOXNEWS" illegitimacy are not jokes reserved for the media as a whole. The fact is CNN, MSNBC, FOX, ABC, are all misguided bastards of information, with intent to gain ratings, not to inform the public of truth, especially a public who loudly rejects truth at every turn, a public who cannot see but two inches beyond it's own face, a public who will gladly mock, then intimidate, then threaten an opposing view until finally, after the damage is done, that opposing view is proven correct, then the public will fade into the background like cowards, ignoring their own actions without ever acknowledging how wrong they were. Who would want to tell an unapologetic tank full of sharks they are in captivity, when all they want is to be fed? This is the reality of our time.

While Obama and his goons desperately try to damage the legal system like they have destroyed the main legal foundation of this country for years, a petty attempt to muster racial tensions, as ignorant whites and blacks alike call into their stupid talk-radio show hosts, and share their infantile views on the case...the House voted today to NOT curtail the wide domestic NSA spying programs across the nation. While hundreds of people killed one another over the past two months, black, white, Latino, and everything in between without a pip from any major media outlet, Obama got away free with his corrupt and politically slanted IRS, and the Department of Justice got away with outing major news sources from the one major news outlet that actually does it's own research, The Associated Press. It doesn't do it's research very well, but unlike FOX, CNN, and the likes, at least it gathers it's own information.

I've taken a walk from all of this, from the constant onslaught of corruption and shit in this nation to focus on myself and what makes me happy, because as a political writer, happiness is impossible. Every day I read a news article, I only learn of the new position my government puts me in as it rapes me, and how I cannot abort the bastard rape-child I bear within. It's infuriating. 25% of every hour I bust my ass to barely get by, is stolen by the government and wasted, I'm forcefully taking part in so many things I disagree with to my bone. I am tired of it. I'm tired of trying to make people realize how bad things really are. I thought those three cases would be enough to expose how much of a liar and crook Obama is, and just like the snake he is, he wiggled out of it, by helping turn George Zimmerman into the national scapegoat. President Obama doesn't care if a race war broke out in Florida because of the case, he hasn't once asked others to respect the law or asked for George and his family's safety, not once has he asked anyone to be rational, because as I've repeated so many ways over the years, he doesn't care, as long as he's off the hook.

Did you know Obama is half black? Did you know he is half white? Did you know he doesn't give a flying fuck about 100% of blacks and 100% of whites?

I've stopped writing about politics and social issues for the most part because to be honest, most people don't get it, either their egos are too big or their senses too dull, of their intelligence too low to comprehend simple ideals or morals I attempt to bring to the table. Those who do care enough to read and comment only seem to do so for the sake of argument, to jerk off their own egos, not to actually meet at agreements, but to see who can turn a discussion into a childish poop-throwing competition faster. Money is the thing most people care about these days. A President is seen as good if the country generates money under him, and that is endlessly dangerous. We sell our souls collectively these days. Work jobs we hate, temper the mundane, the boring, the average, the false sense of normal because it's better than the unknown alternative. Someone is seen as "doing good for themselves" if their job pays well, doesn't matter what kind of person they are or what the job is, just if it pays well.

Newsflash: This world will someday be turned upside down, and all of that false wealth will show it's true value, nothing. If you have sacrificed yourself, integrity, your own good for a piece of paper, you have sold everything for nothing. That day will come so much sooner than you expect it to.

It was recently brought to my attention how many of my "peers" wonder "what I am doing?" as if I am just flushing myself down the toilet. I've spent the last year dedicating myself to boxing, overcoming injuries, fears, gaps of knowledge and athleticism to compete. Pipe dreams to some. If I went in the ring tomorrow and knocked out the Middleweight champion of the world, everyone would know what I've done, there would be praise, everyone would want to know me, to talk to me. Kids would want my autograph, girls would want my hand, and the world would be upside down from the exterior. The only difference to me in this scenario would be that I just got paid a fat purse.

Outside of that I would have studied film, sparred tough opponents to ready myself, pushed myself physically every day because of my hunger to be a competitor and my want to get better, nursed injuries, wiped away blood, lost nights of sleep to aches and pains, fought off my want to drink or smoke or eat things I shouldn't, constantly battled with myself to find a self-discipline that is inhuman. These are only a fraction of it, it takes so much more work than anyone on the outside can comprehend, and that's what I've spent trying to perfect the past year. I've been actively digging into my own soul to see what I am made of, what levels of pain I can take, how far I can push myself before I fall, if I have the mental toughness to will myself forward when every cell in my body is screaming for me to stop, to rest, to sleep, to relax. I've learned that I have ability to get hit, that I can deflect punches that would injure most, to sustain punches that would injure most, and most importantly, have the courage to keep pressing forward. Boxing has never been about money for me, it's always been about learning who I am. To the outside, if it doesn't make money it doesn't make sense, and that's fine, but to someone like me, those on the outside are weak.

Recently, I've been focusing my energy on stand-up comedy as I've been nursing a shoulder injury, once again, it doesn't pay me anything, but I enjoy it. Like boxing, there are technical aspects those on the outside don't often see, and just like boxing, it takes something most people don't have or try to develop, courage. Go in front of 50 people tomorrow and try to make suicide, war, drug overdoses, real hard hitting social issues funny, go make them laugh. See how it makes you feel standing up their with nothing but a microphone and some nerve. If I had my own HBO special, and toured the country as a comedian, I could brag at my ten year reunion about how far I've come, about how I have all my debts paid off. So many people I know would be happy if I did a bit about them in my act, or offered them a flight and free tickets to one of my shows, once again I'd be "successful" just like if I was champion of the world.

I'm done with the politics, or at least telling you about it, because soon enough they will beat on my door and arrest me for it, that's where I picture this country going. Because outside of the ring and off the stage, I don't see much bravery these days. Between the high taxes, the mandates, the surveillance of emails, phone communication, the satellite imagery than can see your backyard, the invasive search and seizures without warrants, the police brutality, the gun laws, free speech laws, drone programs, illegal wars, news companies turned commercial, refugee whistle-blowers, imprisoned whistle-blowers, CCTV expansion, drug tests, tobacco tests, mental evaluations, all spread gracefully over a land with the world's largest prison population, I don't see much freedom either.

The land of the free and home of the brave? I'll tell you what I've been doing, digging into the depths of who I am as a being, both in this world and beyond, I've been studying the geopolitical arena, following trends, mapping out what I see as a full global economic collapse, taking punches, making jokes, chasing girls, developing a destructive right hand, tweaking social commentary, reading, exploring reality, REAL reality, I stop and look at trees and stars and the Moon, I've been smelling the roses, and working tough jobs for bad pay, all with a degree, and a chip on my shoulder, and an imagination that carries me from one project to another. I've been hanging out on the big playground, living, trying to find my way, writing poetry, a book, a joke, just for a smile, a conversation, an agreement, or a connection to someone I want to know more about, because my life it boring. I'm playing, surviving, uncovering, learning. I am rich, and I am so, so disappointed that people keep trying to bring me down with their petty dimes.