For Real?

I have never much respected figures of authority, I inherited it from my parents, but I have experienced a new low on my respecto-meter.

I was minding my own business(as per usual) when one of my lovely deans spotted me and decided to make my life a lot more complicated (I swear they plot out the demise of all the students living in the dorm). The following is a replication of the discussion that ensued.

"Oh there you are!" Dean.

"Um... Hi?" Me

"I need to talk to you about this summer." Dean

"Uh, okay." Me

"What are you doing this summer?" Dean

"I am working all summer." Me

"Oh you're taking summer classes that's nice." Dean

"...Um... No I am working all summer on campus." Me, slightly confused.

"Oh! You're working." Dean

"Yeah, all summer." Me

"How long are you working for?" Dean.

"All summer..." Me, speaking very slowly.

"Oh, well then, you need to move rooms for the summer." Dean

"Okay, well then I want to move into the room I will be in next fall." Me

"Okay, what room is that." Dean.

Me thinking "How should I know, I am in the middle of working, you're the dean with the freaking list."

"Um... It's on third somewhere." Me

"Okay, 365." Dean

"Sure?" Me

"Okay well there is a girl in that room now attending first session of summer school." Dean

"Okay?" Me

"Okay, your in 465." Dean

"She was on third." Nice random lady who was subjected to this conversation.

"Oh, you're right." Dean

"So I'm all good now." Me

"You need to be in that room before June 1." Dean

"Alright, I can do that." Me

"Make sure to move after your first class is over." Dean

"???" I don't even know what to say.

I didn't realize until a few days later that the dean had stuck me in the wrong room... I just decided to deal with the fact that the dean will never be able to tell the difference between me and any of my previous roommates.

Right and wrong, honor and justice, life and death, all things that people live by every day, all ideas that encompass the judgment of the value of a soul. How is it that people will sacrifice justice, honor, and life all in the name of love, and the world will applaud their efforts?

How has something as intangible as emotions are become thee moral high ground? It is wrong to kill someone out of cold blood, it is wrong to kill someone out desire for death, it is wrong to kill someone for fun, but it’s ok to kill someone out of love? To kill a person who is someone’s child, parent, sibling, lover all in the name of love. How can that be acceptable? What has become of this world if emotions are the rules?

Emotions have never been, are not, and will never be stable; therefore emotions cannot be the bar by which actions are judged. It might seem noble and gallant for a person to fight and kill for love, fairy tales certainly teach that, but in the end regardless of the reasons they have still stolen something of value. There is not a single person who is not loved, valued, and cherished by someone else, it might take a while to find that person, but they are out there.

If someone is going to kill another human being, for death is a natural part of life and cannot be denied it’s due, I wish that person would take responsibility for death and not try to explain it away as a noble deed done in love. Every person will have to face the dark side of life, will have to face their worst fears and deadliest desires, what defines a person is how they walk away from that encounter. If someone is broken by what they see then they were weak. If someone walks away hurt but with a desire to make the world a better place then they are strong. If someone walks away seemingly unscathed from the black depths of the human soul, then they are not human, they are a devil in disguise. And that is what they are, devils. Any person who uses love as the reason behind their actions, actions that are hurting others, is a devil. The excuse “I did it for you” is something only selfish people use. If you really loved that other person you would be willing to concede to their desires, not force yours on them. After all, love is only an illusion.

--Spike Jones

Actually No

Actually is a word that should not be used more than once in a while. It is actually not necessary to get the point across, and if someone is actually paying attention it actually gets really annoying. It seems that people actually use 'actually' when presenting the most. One of my classmates last semester used the word to introduce every new talking point for his presentation. It not only irritated me, it caused me to be unable to remember anything he said but for the word actually.

In short if you want to make a long lasting impact on your audience either have a fabulously intelligent presentation or abuse the word actually. Please for the sake of anyone actually listening stop using the word actually.

I thank you in advance for your acceptance of this life philosophy.

Spike Jones