All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views |
Obshchak Some torn to the ground ▼ Read here some old blog entries... ![]() Brian K Compton ![]() ![]() ![]() Short answer, mostly relatable. |
![]() There was a time when we were supposed to (duped into) look(ing) up to professional athletes. This response by Aaron Rodgers about getting Covid and being an unvaccinated player among other things tells me he definitely doesn't get it, and gets too much air time for someone who does not represent the majority of values on the virus front: https://www.espn.com/nfl/story/_/id/32560778/green-bay-packers-qb-aaron-rodgers-... More comment later. Too much going on inside this writer's den for me to concentrate. 1.5.21 But, only a day later and the consensus seems he's either really misinformed, ignorant, foolish, this list goes on...until he got fired from Prevea Health, for whom he was a spokesman: https://www.espn.com/nfl/story/_/id/32566801/wisconsin-healthcare-provider-green... And, this messy saga is widening and making a lot more people mad: https://www.espn.com/nfl/story/_/id/32570790/executives-other-nfl-teams-question... The worse that can happen to Rodgers and/or his team by NFL standards is fines. I'm not even sure there will be enough public outrage to muster up enough shame before his time in Green Bay is over, which might be the end of this season. I think more and more this happened because he wants out, without being the bad guy. But, buffoon? 11.5.22 |
At any moment I could do something impulsively stupid, compulsive. Ignorantly informed before light can find it's way over the horizon, or I go in search of it in thick wood, act. Almost immediately, regret. Then, I start to fumble for true answers that seem unavailable and my behavior has revealed the conscious side of me that can compose thought to find only remorse. But, no answers for why I behave the way I do. So, I go live in a cave of my mind. I throttle out from time to time, but restrict my own egress toward controversial thoughts, because I can only feel warmth. I cannot use light to illuminate elusive truth, not acknowledging my lack of foresight. This wandering, meandering life leads me back behind the threshold I daily dare surpass. The process is maddening and hard for others to understand, because subsequently, I speak obtusely and indirectly of what I really mean, perhaps, because, I don't know how to search for the truth, let alone process it's many, computer-like parts. It's not for me. And, now I know it. Question is: will I ultimately give up, moving slower over this worn terrain of my mind liquifying like butter? Better rest. Beer me. 11.2.21 |