SOCIETAL KING

I have been sitting/pondering on this notion of emotion for sometime now... It all arose during the Rutgers situation earlier this year followed by Ohio State and others in higher seats, positions and jobs… and now this Paula Deen situation…

I am not a history expert nor buff but wasn’t the American Revolution based upon differencing of opinions by a small few and standing up for what they believed in. They felt that over time the King was misguided and not for the benefit of thyself.

I am not a Poly Sci major either; nor have any invested interest in the matter but isn’t the first amendment Freedom of Speech. I understand it has it’s inherit limitations and guidelines but it is first on the list for a reason.

…The Athletic Director at Rutgers and Ohio State and many others expressed their opinion both in speech and action because at the time they felt that was the best for the situation. Paula Deen says something from her childhood that was common speech of her yester year. All were ousted by this new governing body; Society.

Malcolm Gladwell references studies of groups consisting of normal citizens will test lower as a group than individuals. Hmmm…. Society is slowing becoming disconnected from the individual perspective and their inherit opinion. Who is this Society and why do we care what they think? Aren't we taught as children to be ourselves and to not focus on what others think?

These individuals were forced out of their livelihood because of someone they have never met; who said they were wrong. Who’s they? Society is becoming the new King; unelected. It’s time to STAND UP.

Jeff Daniels said it best on the Newsroom “America Was the Greatest Country”.

At some point these individuals will finally stand-up for their speech, opinion or action and call Society out. This will be the start of a new revolution; The Figment Revolution.

Everyone has a couple things that they truly believe in that are theirs and only theirs. All I ask is honor your independence by being independent. Don’t let things you’ve never seen or met control you. I’ve stood up for two in my life that I felt strongly about and in result lost one of the loves of my life but I too this day prosper in me.

Independence Day is a time to reflect and celebrate the ground work the forefathers laid out for us; but it is also time to renovate.

This Independence Day I ask you to celebrate the RED, WHITE, BLUE and YOU

This Independence Day I celebrate my freedom as I am KING

FOUR-EYED and CROSS-EYED is 20/20

Growing up the world through a child’s eye is euphoric and will lay the framework for his later view of the Golden Age. Rose colored and cheery the boy will argue to the end of hour his was better. It’s not until adolescence that he begins to notice the holes in the fabric and will soon learn that thread can easily tear. Still living under the notion of that golden age he still finds solace. He never expected it to happen but it doesn't catch him buy surprise. The more the pages of the album turned the more the story unravels.

With that said there are a couple ways to go through life and the underlying question of can you handle the truth. I've always taken the sunny disposition approach and have left an open ear to the good and let the other through. I can handle the truth; I just don’t want to hear it. Though my family is still perfect the focusing look now just furthers itself from my childish views. This story isn't about my family but the world we live in today…

…The world we live in today has moved passed it’s adolescence and due to a red-headed step child we are being forced to peruse our album. Media is causing a perpetual campfire story telling and the good stories of old are beginning to dwindle.

I write this as the beginning of the end (of my viewership) due to this adoption to the societal family. Great stories that could have become folklore will be soon brushed under the rug with the rest of the laundry. Johnny Football, Michael Vick, Lance Armstrong, Barry Bonds, Tiger Woods and many more are now the blacksheep of the family because someone decided to ask. Why ask; I ask. What good is going to come from the answer? Don’t ask your spouse if there are indiscretions as eventually you will get an answer. I don’t want the whole story I want the Pleasantville story. I want the story of Yasiel Puig to paint like that of Jackie Robinson not Jackie Brown.

The longer I look the more I see through. I want Johnny Football to be Johnny Heisman not Johnny Manziel. My brother and I had a saying in college that was immortalized in an early 80’s beer sign; “Why ask Why”? The message we took from it then was just do it. The message I take from it now is don’t ask; I don’t want to know.

“King Crab where did you go; I must know”