Michael Kindt's Blog, page 157
January 20, 2015
What the fuck does "healthy" even mean? So many people value it, but, yet, can anyone define it?
Are we such creatures of media that our thoughts are truly not our own?
For example, what does “mental health” mean? Millennials, I’ve noticed, place a lot of faith in psychology. It is truly the modern religion. I, myself, actually married a psychologist back in the day, and one time my psychologist wife and I were sitting on the couch discussing her faith and she was talking about this guy who was in therapy for 12 years.
"So was he cured?" I asked her. "After all that time?"
And she just looked at me like I was crazy. “No,” she said.
"You mean after all that time they didn’t have a breakthrough and the guy was, you know, cured?"
"They had a lot of breakthroughs."
It was there and then that I realized that, today, the psychologist/psychiatrist is our priest. In the olden times, you were never completely cured of sin either.
Health is merely the slowest rate at which one can die, nothing more. It’s, at best, a physical thing.
Psychology, which views the human soul as a mechanistic/materialist construct, a machine, and approaches it as so, has also found a great way to make some cash: drugs! Everybody, it so happens, needs anti-depressants and anti-anxiety meds.
Anti this and anti that.
And they’re gulped down, too, like modern, 21st Century communion wafers.
*the Lord be with you*
Mental illness is often hard to define, but mental health is impossible to define, therefore the entire premise of the “science” of psychology is bullshit.
But media! And society! Everybody agrees that psychology is a real thing, an actual “medicine”, even though it hasn’t cured even one person of anything, nor restored even one single person to mental “health”, which, probably, doesn’t even exist.
Marx said religion is the opiate of the masses, but the funny thing is everybody thinks he was talking about Christianity.
LOL.
January 19, 2015
"I’ve been married to a Communist and a Fascist, and neither would take out the garbage."
- Zsa Zsa Gabor, nailing it
Community Education
The other day I woke up thinking, “You know what I don’t really know a lot about? The local geology.”
So I put on my robe and went out to get the mail (it was 3 o’clock in the afternoon), and, low and behold, there were the late winter/spring community education listings rolled up in my box. As my dog Duke took a shit in my neighbor’s yard, I stood there in the chilly sun reading through the offerings.
Under the section “History & Exploration”, sure enough, was GEOLOGY OF THE BLACK HILLS: AN INTRODUCTION.
Kismet, guys.
The class was only two hours long, with a ten to fifteen minute break, and cost a mere $19 ( plus an additional $35 if you wanted the book).
"The geologic history of the Black Hills spans nearly half the age of the Earth with rocks as much as 2.5 billion years old!" the listing said. "Want to learn more about these fabulous Black Hills we walk upon! From the Cretaceous seas to the Harney Peak granite, we’ll be looking at maps of the Black Hills and discussing the unique geologic history, setting, and rocks of the Black Hills! Additionally, a newly published book, Guidebook to the Geology of the Black Hills of South Dakota will be available for purchase!"
Who fucking wrote this listing, I thought, a used car salesman with an associate degree! What up with all the exclamation points!
Well, I rushed back into the house, threw on some clothes, and went and signed up for the class, which, surprisingly, will be on my very birthday in April.
Can’t wait.
Back at home, comfortably relieving myself on the toilet, I read through the other listings with a furled brow and a growing concern for my fellow man. The other sections did not give me concern, really. “Cuisine”—self-explanatory. “Family”—genealogy classes, mainly. “Music & Photography”—how to play the guitar and take pictures of yourself doing it, etc. But the “Body & Mind” section was one complete WHAT THE FUCK? The whole section was just a bunch of Eastern/New Age weirdness.
"Karma as seen through the eyes of numerology."
"The importance of laughter during yoga."
"Tapping the energy meridians of the body to improve health."
"Non-sexual self-massage."
"Using your Chi for career purposes."
"Zen for the no-attention span Westerner."
"Aura merging with your pets."
"Feng Shui for the homeless person."
"Overcoming hoarding through Karate."
If I was a rich man, I would’ve signed up for all those classes. Comedic data mining out the yin yang.
January 18, 2015
"The first draft of anything is shit."
- Ernest Hemingway, on, it is becoming apparent to me, ObamaCare
January 16, 2015
"If I wanted things to be easy, I would have taken out a shitload of student loans and pretended like..."
- Hadrian Kindt, my son, who is a musician.
You don’t know me, but you don’t like me. You say...
You don’t know me, but you don’t like me. You say you care less how I feel. How many of you that sit and judge me ever walk the streets of Bakersfield?
Buck Owens asks the burning question, “Ruby, honey, are...
Buck Owens asks the burning question, “Ruby, honey, are you mad at your man?” only to learn that yes she is. She is mad at ALL men.
*with funny pictures
Man, I love this guy. I’m glad I got old enough to like...
Man, I love this guy. I’m glad I got old enough to like him. Getting old is a privilege, you know. Some are given only 20 years, 20 days, 20 hours. The old have life in abundance. All I listen to these days is old country and punk rock, interspersed with a smattering of classical piano ala Erik Satie.
The stuff I listened to when I was your guys’ age I find comical now. Metallica? My God, how ridiculous…
But anyway, I’m drunk and listening to Buck Owens, what’re you guys doin’??
