I just spent the last 2 hours outside shoveling out cars on the street after the snowplow came through. There were more people out on the street shoveling and moving cars than I've ever seen outside at any one time. I find it interesting that it takes circumstances, in this case weather, at its worst to motivate us as a society to get up off our couch and interact with the people living around us. I find that community develops when it is pushed out of its comfort level. I think comfort is a good thing, but comfort never creates greatness, or I wonder if I could go as far as goodness. I wonder if we as a society have become too comfortable. Too comfortable for... community? For ambition? Too comfortable to care? To make a proper meal? To create something instead of looking for someone else to supply it? While comfort is good, I think it isn't always best. I think moments of comfort are a beautiful thing. I think the detriment comes in this perpetual state of comfort we are in. Are our lives perfect? No, but they have this numbing sense of comfort laced through it. How many of us have truely gone hungry? The idea of being without something is totally foreign to me. I've got a credit card. I'll just pay for it later, whatever it may be... Remember when you could only get mandarin oranges at Christmas? Remember how good they were when they were special? I keep seeing that our lives, the comforts in our lives come from the exploitation of others. Others our lives never bring us into contact with. "Made in China", is literally on almost everything we own, but is an abstract concept. When I think about it, it is also a luxury that I can barely comprehend. I'm just too damn comfortable to do anything about it, it seems.

I think we've sacrificed quality for comfort.

just some musing and thoughts that started making me uncomfotable I feel I need to throw out into the void in hopes of allowing me to return to my previous levels of comfort. Discard or expand upon as you see fit.

I'm pretty sure David Bowie invented the the FUSHIGI. Video evidence:

"An Elaborate Fraud":

This makes me unnaturaly angry. It’s hard for me to be dispassionate about people who abuse the trust people give physicians; I get even more riled up when someone violates the rules of ethical science. I think it’s likely that children have not been given the MMR because of Andrew Wakefield’s fraud. I think it’s likely children have gotten sick because of Andrew Wakefield’s fraud.

I think it’s likely children have died. I hope in some way, he feels it.

Honey Laundering:

Most honey comes from China, where beekeepers are notorious for keeping their bees healthy with antibiotics banned in North America because they seep into honey and contaminate it; packers there learn to mask the acrid notes of poor quality product by mixing in sugar or corn-based syrups to fake good taste.

None of this is on the label. Rarely will a jar of honey say “Made in China.” Instead, Chinese honey sold in North America is more likely to be stamped as Indonesian, Malaysian or Taiwanese, due to a growing multimillion dollar laundering system designed to keep the endless supply of cheap and often contaminated Chinese honey moving into the U.S., where tariffs have been implemented to staunch the flow and protect its own struggling industry.

I concur.

So tired.

For all you Daft Punk fans:

Merry Christmas, everyone!

What: Tron Legacy (2D version)
When: 8:30 PM show time, today Dec. 23, 2010
Where: South Edmonton commons
Who: You and everybody else