Tuesday, August 24, 2004

Those Three Little Words

Its really late, and I decided to turn on the TV before I retire for the night. Upon doing so, I promptly turned it off. Those three, meaningless, void words were bombarded upon my groggy brain, inducing an immediate and intense reaction of revulsion. You might be guessing by now of what those three words are, but I'll stop the mind games here, and explain exactly what these words are, and why they are so devoid of any meaning or purpose.

Fresh - Fresh is a word that is commonly associated with the food you eat. Usually at a fast food joint, or your local Atkins whore named Subway. Fresh is a word describing the state of your food. Fresh... unused, non-stale. Well, hell. If your food was un-fresh, the market would be out of business, now wouldn't it? Do marketers think they're getting cookie points for pointing out the obvious? 10 cents says yes, they think they are. But really, if you eat somewhere because its "fresh", perhaps its time you started cooking your own food for a change. It would do you good.

Freedom - This word has a dual standard. It can apply to the juxtaposition of politics, in which North American nations can flant and tout this word as if it were bread and butter to the masses (while simultaneously flaunting their new runners that were assembled by poorly paid sweat-slaves in some god-forsaken corner of China), or Freedom can be used to describe clothing. Shoe-X afford you the freedom to run-like-the-wind. Freedom means you can go to the Olympics (but you may not comment on what you do there, and you may not use beverages or goods not assigned to you as sponsors). Freedom is almost as bad as discussing politics for verbal masturbation. Get off your high horses ladies and gentlemen, the more you tout, the less its worth.

Life - Life is perhaps the most misused word in the English language (those who speak Chinese, Arabic, French, Spanish, or Portugese, let me know). Life is beyond a word, and yet we associate everything in our asinine existence to it. We even have bloody insurance for it. Should something happen to X's Life, Bobby will be paid $x. The average value of the human life has been calculated to $250 000... pending approval from the insurance bureau. Life has also been used to describe the daily drama that unfolds in our daily lives. We are so bored with our existence, that we weave menial betrayals and excitement to entertain ourselves through the drudgery of life. Life... it takes on a whole new meaning when its threatened. It becomes valuable, for one. Life takes on a whole knew level when there are bullets flying overhead, and you know that your stay in some foreign hell-hole might be permanent, pending some schmoozy politician gives his signature on a document for your soul. When life is the most threatened, it is the most valuable... when you see your life flashing before your eyes, you do not care who is screwing who's boy/girl friend. All you care about is your own role in life. How you've played, worked, lived. Lived, as in the past tense.

Drop the act. Once its over, its too late to go back, and when the curtain falls, you'll know its all just been a sham.

And for the love of life, start giving a damn for somebody other than yourself.



I'm going to bed now. Work will be calling me for tommorrow.

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