On cliche

Oh yes, I'm going to explore a cliche because I goddamn well feel like it..

The eponymous "free falling."

Often used by musicians or other famous types prone to excess; drugs, booze, sex and all manner of genuinely interesting things. In many cases, there is a massive nose dive in their career, which they may or may not recover from. It can also be used to describe many depressing states that normal civilians have as well; loss of jobs, breakups, sickness, death and onwards.

Why is it falling, though? Because, through a hard period, it's not the fall that kills you, it's the rocks at the bottom.

Now, I wouldn't call my situation anywhere NEAR that bad; however, with that said, I'm afraid of heights. I know that the ground will hurt me, so the fall is unpleasant. Call me realistic.

So...

That's it, I guess.

As the old saying goes: "all good things must come to an end."

While I could be wrong, I seriously doubt I am. Now to allow the feelings of being helpless and confused to set in.




The worst part, damnit, is that I know it could have been avoided.

Yay, me.

Torsion

Is a rather neat concept, but most technical descriptions involving complex physics calculations. Depressingly cold.

It's a way of twisting things using ropes or lines. You need two securely held ropes, the bigger the better. Insert a device between the lines meant to be twisted with massive force, and twist them around until they are ludicrously tight.

Really awkward way of making a catapult.



Random knowledge of the day. Watching movies on the T.V. is not to be practiced unless prepared for anything. Not prepared tonight.

Kind of a distraction from life at large.

Revolve

So, at some point, we humans thought that the universe revolved around our pitiful little planet. At least most of us now accept that as full-on horse shit, which it fully is.

That said, everybody has their own universe their own tiny monkey sphere, of Friends, Family, Lovers and the inevitable Hate-Driven Cocksuckers that congregate just as vultures. Every one of these people are motivated by something; Friends by mutual associations; Family by requirement and sometimes even because they actually have fondness for you; Lovers out of genuine love, or plain lust, whether for money or for cock (or the other appropriate organ); and, finally, the Hate-Mongering Dick-Choking Fuckers with nothing better to do with their lives. Somehow, their worthless little universe revolves around making you miserable, usually with little to no reason.

So, I propose a solution.

First, you'll need to find a lead pipe or a steel bar. Next, you should crack one of them on the back of the head. After that, I figure it's up to your discretion.




With all this in mind, lets take a look at the United States' mortgage lenders, the ones giving entirely unqualified families and individuals mortgages that they will never be able to pay off. The did it for profit, lots and lots of profit. Their universe revolved around making cash on the misery and lack-of-cash of the Average Joe.

Looking for that lead pipe yet?

For the second time:

Fuck it.

The electoriat

According to some people, the government is the ultimate form of control, keeping its people downtrodden at the end of a whip. Not entirely true, as they are in office for one reason and one reason only. They seem to forget it far too often.

If we voted them in, why are we afraid of them? Why should we be afraid? According to the democratic process, they are supposed to represent us and our values.

As a very well informed, though fictional, man once said: "A people should not fear its government, a government should fear its people."

So lets strike up a little fear.