Honestly, 2014 was
probably one of the toughest years of my life, burning me out to the core of my
soul, messing with my health, emptying my bank account and essentially ruining
But WOW, I learned a
lot about myself and the “System.”
Like I will never
teach in a public school. Not because the kids are monsters (and many of them
are), but because the pedagogical bureaucrats and creeps run the show—and their
one desire is a classroom full of obedient zombies. Teaching students how to be
quiet and sit up straight was more important that engaging them intellectually.
Sad, really, and I want no part of it.
Wow, this month, I
really caught up (sort of) with my movie viewing and “for fun” reading (not
that any reading these days doesn’t have an ulterior motive).
[For no reason other
than that I think it is beautiful, I am posting a recent cover of The New
Yorker above. I don’t know who the artist is; I think I’ve seen and liked their
work before. I really appreciate how this mystery illustrator captures and slightly
caricaturizes the female form. Also, the women they draw always have a chic
style and sturdy confidence. Call me a weirdo, but I’d like to think that these
ladies could carry on a good conversation, too. These are smart chicks, dude,
and they’re not afraid to show it!]
On the Legalization of Cosplay
in the United States and How That Would Positively Impact Crime Rates in North
The legalization of cosplay would reduce
crime by smashing an existing status quo where billions of taxpayer dollars are
spent and thousands of lives ruined in the pursuit of an unobtainable
Government resources that could be better
utilized elsewhere—including our nation’s local police departments—are misspent
trying to control and/or eradicate an activity the majority of Americans want
legalized: In October 2013, for the first time since Gallup began asking the
question in 1969, more Americans (58% of those polled) favored legalization of
Many of the movies (that
is, DVDs) I watch are via the blessed New York Public Library (NYPL), but
not so much from me wandering the stacks hoping to find what I want—to heck
with that! I’m a (self)important man; I have things to do, places to be!
Besides the Hamilton
Grange branch of the NYPL, on 145th Street—as awesome as it is—doesn’t
always have what I want.
But you can go to the NYPL’s website, and after
you register, you can place holds on DVDs—which is what I do!