- Mood:
annoyed
- Mood: aggravated
So he doesn't help Bartleby out of compassion, but out of curiosity. The narrtor is a lawyer; objectivity is a part of his nature. He is greatly successful, which takes much patience, hard work, and discipline to obtain and maintain. I would think that emotions rarely ever dominate a man of the sort.
Is that a crime? Just because Bartleby seems to be in a place that many people find themselves all the time, is the lawyer obligated to make emotional contact? No. He hired him to copy, and he refused to do so.
How ridiculous to say to someone, "I appreciate you bending over backwards to help me, but it just wasnt emotional enough, and by it being blatantly a product of your haughty nature, it is void." Is it wrong that the lawyer wasn't as emotional as some others might be? Think about his occupation, the objectivity it requires, and the ability to be weary of cross examination.
Yes, he is very analytical, and thinks much about whether to react or show emotion, but it doesnt necessarily display a "pompous, haughty" nature, moreso a careful, particular nature (This can be applied to the final line, whic is said to do so). Bartleby irritated me in the same way he did the lawyer at first, and as the lawyer rationalized, I did too in the same way. There was only so much he could do for Bartleby within reason and upon Bartleby's cooperation, and a lack of a show of emotion doesn't mean a lack of compassion. If he didn't care for Bartleby at all, he wouldn't have done as much as he did, considering his status and assets.
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"LONDON, England (CNN) -- French scientists have unveiled a working prototype of a fully artificial heart which is based on the technology of satellites and airplanes.
The artificial heart based on satellite and airplane technology was presented in Paris.
The device could save millions of lives and beats almost exactly like the real thing using electronic sensors to regulate heart rate and blood flow.
Developers Carmat, funded by the European " -quoted from the news
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Brilliant! And we have so many people claiming to hate humanity and the developments of technology.
So glad i live in the modern age.
And why should we have to dwell on the cons for long? That's why it is a prototype. I'm positive this will only get better, as things usually do in the modern age. It's 2008. After thousands of years of evolution, these things should be guaranteed by now.
A girl quite optimistically commented on the idea of "saving lives until we can create a society that doesnt die and we have enough food for everyone"
I took this opportunity to be a know-it-all.
People not dying isnt a good idea. The population would continue to grow and sustain, until overpopulation would ravish the land and resources. Then, the domino effect would be in full swing. Thousands of years of buildup and progress, just to crash down on us in the end. I dont think many people would enjoy the prospect of living too long or living forever anyway. The appeal is to improve the quality of life, not preserve it, like a butterfly in a jar. The air becomes stale, and life itself is no longer important without death to give it meaning, like a finish line.
I really could go on with this...
- Mood:
awake
and grind it in the backyard mine.
come on, Addy, hilly banks and green ravines fall eagerly,
products of the compotent posthumous Philomela's dream.
give to me, this state of absence of the utmost sympathy,
ability to be the one to bring end to their apathy.
wade the scarlet riverbed
soaked and seething, worthy bled.
entrails of soggy rottenness thought once to be most beautifully
the trite and true foundation for one's most pristine soliloquy
give to me, delicious throaty candidness forever be,
ability to renounce futile hope for staunch hostility.
- Mood:
blah
"Common sense is not so common," said Voltaire. I say, common sense isn't as common as it could be. It becomes more obsolete, more out of fashion, each day. It's 2008. People much prefer idiocy.
There are many things that have no discretion; among the many are fear, acutability and loneliness.
They sometimes seem to be qualities that seperate us, when they ultimately bring us together. This is the loner's misconception. The same goes for the ability to question. You're a hamster on the wheel like everyone else in the world; you have your own insignificant aspirations and ideas to chase, your own onion to peel. Just because it's a different color, doesn't set you apart.
epic flaw
epic fail
A snapshot view of your hubris.
Why aren't we falling off this spinning marble in the middle of space?
Being is grand.
You and your long, bad, borish "poetry." Anyone can put a bunch of fluttery words on a sheet of paper and call it poetry. But it doesnt make it so. It most certainly doesn't make you a poet. If it were that easy we'd all be published. Then we'd really be screwed.
You know what a great movie is? I dont. I dont think anybody knows anymore. Or perhaps they do.
Perhaps we've come a long way since the days of general petty conformity. Maybe we're still in them.
Enjoy the simple things in life, he said. Such simple advice. Quite trite; I've heard it a million times before, and the same "yeah, yeah, yeah" remarks follow. I'm an excuse machine. Larger than life, too much to function.
Curious George....
never did it for me. I was more of a "little bear" kind of kid.
I ought to be snapping some photos....but... I'm having a crazy-good time running my mouth on the internet. Plus it's cold in the woods.
Down with photoshop. Effects should be incorporated in the "making of". Even tweaking is cheating. The struggle for precise expression is where the pride in the work comes from. If you eliminate the struggle, you eliminate the value. and the place where pride in the work should be. You've done something that anybody else with the same program can do.
"Stink" is such an ugly word.
I have a list of ugly words....
harsh words....
that I never use or wouldn't dream of using. Word choice, tone, mannerisms, all of that, I soak in. I appreciate the beauty of communication.
- Mood:
impressed
I am famously overly analytical, but there's nothing better than a bout with reason. Train of thought is all I have in order to deal with things.
We're so wrapped up in our so-called misanthropy that we overlook our own power; human energy is dangerous.
- Mood:
anxious
Perhaps I haven't been forward enough; there should be a general restriction on the amount of nonsensical trash that spout's from one's mouth. I've made a firm vouch; call me the one and only idolator of the Saint Superficial Word Vomit, not. I have my whimsical judgement and "teeny" tweaks, and have no problem outting them and tossing them up into the saturnine cloud of doubt and misconception cast upon many of the dazed persuasion; it shimmers and sparkles in the gray bursts of misty matter. Mere relief and satisfacion take the same pedestal as ambrosia and nectar. Optimism is no longer a virtue; truth remains in respect.
Misunderstandings stand embellished; misconception without settlement. And as way leads to way entanglement is certain. Certain and chained to the wanton depths of conscience. As opaque as the night of the mind and as gilded as a fool's conceit. This is Optimism.
how you know you've encountered too many ridiculous people: when cutting honesty is considered sweet.
it is this time around. ive seen introductions that are so senselessly rude, yet the people who write them wonder why people dont bother.
if you say you dont need anybody and all the people you meet are beneath you, then i hope you mean it, and i hope youre prepared to be lonely for a very long time.
- Mood: cranky
"Why dont we just start using vegetable oil? The word's practically out."
It's not that simple.
Alternative energy sources have been a long standing topic; this isn't new, and the reasons behind its new found exposure go deeper than the so-called "evil oil richies."
Yes, this comes off as idealistic, indeed. But you must always take into the account the complicated factors as well, what will happen if you completely eliminate something that has already been accepted in a society, and how to change it for the better.
An action like this could bring the gasoline industry to a collapse, and we can't afford for a major player to our supply-demand economy to fall flat. The way that we have gone about the exaust issue is complicated and debatable, yet every motor with a mouth thinks he has the right to comment on issues of which he has no understanding. That's the fast lane to trolldome.
(yes, vehicles that run on electricity and vegetable oil would be *seemingly* better for the environment, but considering the complications, they have actually been shown to do more harm than good.)
It's ridiculous to propose a complete trust in the answers given to us by the government and the oil companies, yet completely nonsensical to propose that money and greed are the root of the issue.
You have to take a more theoretical (not to mention systematic) approach to subjects like that. In order to understand how we've gotten to this point and why it is difficult to come out of such an impeccably profound rut, you must consider culture, poltics, social systems, and economics; you can only appreciate and understand a painting when you understand the detail, method, and the effort put into it.
- Mood:
busy
I'm not sure about sex being the basis of all things, but perhaps a good percentage boil down to it. I'm more into the idea that either money, shame, or pride (perhaps all) could be the root of all evil. I'm still working on that.
But give yourself a break, here.
I know for a fact that what is commonly attributed as a manly trait (lust) is only whats found at the surface. We're all impeccably fallible, and a person's underlying "personality" is, too, at stake, warped by a person's wanton desires and who they would like to be/believe they should be, all this stemming from whatever challenges/fuck-ups this person has faced.
What we think to be our true selves is merely a reflection of what comes as most appealing and easily accepted into whatever unseen rut weve gotten ourselves into.
It takes a while to know who someone truly is, it takes forever for them to know theirselves, i.e.....
life is a box of chocolates.
- Mood:
contemplative
Before you holler, I'll give you this trusty piece: Judgmentality is human nature. Think about it on a serious level and apply it before you speak.
You would think with such a group of wanna-be intellectuals and nonconformists, it would be a hell of a lot more open and friendly, when it's the exact opposite.
(A bit off topic, understand the real definition of emo and its history. I dont claim the culture myself, but I know my shit, and its annoying trying to get that through to these MTV/Hot Topic puppets and toters.)
But why not speak on the joys of conformity? Why not flip the script? Those who are now condemning some with the title "conformist" and "sheep" (used by wanna-be intellectuals) have now become what they condemn. Ralph Waldo Emerson spoke about silly conformity, thoughlessness and stupidity. Not a general need to fit in. Thats human nature, why deny it?
So perhaps the issue at hand is the terminology "sheep" and "conformist" being tossed around so readily that the conformists don't realize that they're condemning themselves.
Understand how society works; know your politcs
- Mood:
restless
Judgmentality is human nature. We succumb to it everyday, we just have another name for it: common sense. Yet nobody wants to fess up to it.
When such a wide spectrum of people are brought together in one place and given the opportunity to be themselves, it is no different than territorial disputes. People who hate each other forced to live together/people who find confidence in anonimity refusing to tolerate each other.
Then, trolldome becomes a necessity.
As far as the social politics, we could go on forever. Hopefully, primitive debate skills wont find a place in the argument; the mentioned methods can be found among those with a lack of self veracity.
That's usually how I choose my victims.
- Mood: thoughtful
Ive found that the world is full of variations. We all start from the same place, and branch out into different places as we grow; at some points we meet up and say hello, but branch out away from each other again. All the while we would like to think that were different, and that nobody knows where we have been when where we have been is just a variation of a place someone else has been.
Enough of my rambling....
I like people. Figuring out where they've been and where they're going is fun. But there will always be that sheltered feeling attributed.
- Mood: content
We have a stupid look about us.
Always spouting with "despair".
Blue mascara always runs.
As profound as a puddle of mud.
Stretched between wads of preciosity,
and holes, gaping and ugly.
But who isn't these days?
- Mood: cynical
- Music:Jungle Train- Babes In Toyland
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