Violence in movies and sex on TV

Tv rots the brain. That's an oldie. Truth is, with, all the crap that's being shown on TV, it's probably right on the money. Still, sex and violence in videogames and TV have been hot topics for some years now. They aparently turn your 3 year old into some kind of psychotic, violent killing machine. Since it's a topic that stirrs up a little controversy... well, I can piss people off with it!

First off, boobs. When I was groing up, there were no boobs in commercials on TV. Not even after midnight. Then, shows like playboy started being shown and after a while, sure enough, there were comercials with topmess chicks. I think the first one I saw was a shower gel commercial. As a hormonal teen, I liked it. And the most amazing part about it is, it didn't turn me into a sex offender. That's right, nudity on TV doesn't turn your kids into pervs. I'm a bad example for this, but believe you me, I was a perv long before this. Too much testosterone, I guess!

So, maybe "protecting" kids from some nudity on TV is stupid. They'll have to find out about their own sexuallity sooner or later. Might as well be before they get knocked up or contract some STD. Lack of info never protected anyone. Hardcore porn, however... that I must say should not be shown on public access. At least not before midnight. It just sends an irreal message about sex. Kids, if you'r reading this, your girlfriend's best friend won't as for your help unpacking and then hump you. Even if that happens, when your girlfriend walks into the room and finds her mouth wrapped around your dick, she won't ask if she can join you. And if that happens... please send me their phone number.

Now onto violence. Kids got it hard these days. They get pushed around by adults, have no freedom, have to stay in school and learn how to be good robots and when they're not in school, chances are they can't find a place where they can go with a buch of friends and play football (that's soccer, in case you like to call games that are played with your hands, football). So they stay home. If you're forced to stay home, have less contact with your friends, get bossed around all the time and no-one cares about your oppinion, you'll probabbly get pissed. As such, kids sometimes need to get it out of their systems.

That's where games come in. They go online, chat with their friends and go play in a world where the rules aren't so confining. They can break shit, hurt people and relieve the angst they might be feeling. It doesn't mean theyŕe gonna replicate that in real life. They know it's a game. It's just a way to relieve some stress. Most people aren't influential politicians and, as such, can't just go and choke a prostitute everytime they feel stressed. Which is also good, because otherwise we'd be out of prostitutes. Thailand found a solution for that problem though... anyway, violence in videogames is not real violence.

TV's the same shit. You can't really be appaled at violence in movies when the news shows way more gruesome images. And the worst part, they're real. The real world has no big yeallow birds and smilling suns. It's dark, cold and violent. You can't protect them from the real world, why are you trying to protect them from fiction?

Neglecting parents, abusive family members, domestic violence, drunk pricks, opressive teachings (here's to religion, hurray!), racist remarks at home... these cause real violence. These can fuck a guy up. Stop trying to blame everything but yourselves. TV and games are entertainment. Trust me, they can't do half the damage that seing your drunk father beating the crap out of your mother can.

Dumb people shouldn't have kids!

I gave at the office

First, I'd like to address some complaints that this blog has no pictures and that, since it's mostly text, it may look too bulky.


Now that that's over with, here are some of the ideas for charities that I'd donate to. I've been thinking, and there really are no charities out there that apeal to me. It's all for clildren, aids, cancer, hunder and stuff like that. Children are annoying. When I want to help some, I'll make my own. At least the process is fun. Aids and all the diseases are doinf fine on their own, they don't need your help. Hunger is easy to fix... just not politically and economically profitable. I have enough of worthless causes already. Plus, these things are either run by self-righteous freaks or currupt fuckers.

So, here's a list of good charities, good ways to improve the world, a little bit at a time:

- Handjobs for double amputees.
Think about ir. not only do they have a lot of trouble with shoelaces, they also have a hard time unhooking a woman's bra. Well, you could do it with your mouth, but it takes a bit longer... still, even then, even if they're getting some, there are times when a man just want to be alone. For a double amputee (we're talking hands or arms here!), it's like having a continual erectil disfuncion. You can gt it up, but they you can't rub the genie's bottle. We need to fix that injustice.

- Save the Whalers
With all those whales being saved, there is less and less work for these hardworking men. If they never existed, you'd never have a chance to read classics like Moby Dick and... well, fuck, I'm sure some other dickhead wrote about harpooning big fat mammals. Wonder if harpooning whales is an euphemism to fucking fat chicks... Anyway, if we don't do something now, we'll lose part of our culture and (insert random bullshit about cultural diversity and respecting minorties here). So donate already.

- Getting Computer Science nerds laid.
Forget it, bad idea. Not enough money in the world for that one.

- League for political incorrectness
We need something to offset the scales. For every guy who calls a tetraplegic man that lived in New York his entire life a "handi-able African-American", there should be another one behind him, kicking him in the balls and correcting it to "crippled black guy". Changing the name of anything will not change it's nature. Try this. Go to a cripple, a tetraplegic and tell him to stand up and walk. Now call him phisically impaired, handy-able or some other fuck. Tell him to walk. He can't, can he? What do you know... maybe you just call them handy-able to make you oblivious to the problem. It certainly not seems to be helping them!

- Equal right for Ninjas
I think in this day and age, ninjas should be allowed to vote and get married like anyone else. They are just helpless victims of all that bad publicity generated by a lot of crappy movies in the eighties. Kinda like sharks and Jaws, really. If you prick a ninja, would he not bleed? And then proceed to killing you and your entire familly, of course, but it's their nature. We invaded their space, always remember that.

- The Foundation for guys who have nothing better to do that write blogs and bitch about stuff.
Err... give me money. Now!

Smoking gun

Tobacco.

Nasty little thing. I remember when I was a kid. You'd be cool, a grown up, if you smoked. Luckilly, I was never that cool! Tried it, as did everyone. Found nothing amusing in it, droped it like... well, like a bad habit! Still even though less and less people smoke, there are still assholes out there that think they're entitled to fuck up everyone's health as they please.

Recently a law was to be approved that made it so that, in order for a restaurant, coffee shop or club to allow smoking, they had to have a specific area for that, with good ventilation and appropriate conditions for non-smokers. Seemed like a good idea (in spite of being near impossible to monitor clubs for that... drunk bastards have little regard for rules and shit). Still, this is a country of lobbies and as such, the law wasn't passed. There was a new law recently about smoking, but no one gave a fuck.

Kinda reminds me when there was a law in order to lower the blood alcohol level's limit to 0.2 g/l. Didn't stand a chance. Beer and wine lobbies. After all, we are a wine producing country, can't undermine one of our greatest exports! Who cares if some family got whacked because of a fucktard who confused vodka for water that night and thought that, since the road was more swervy and wider (hey, it almost looked like there were two roads) it seemed a good night for a drive. Kinda reminds me of an enterview with a street racer, where he says that he drives around other cars in roads not meant for racing, trying to reach the car's top speed and potencially endagering himself and others... but in a safe way. I'm cool with the bastard offing himself though...

But I digress. People who smoke, most of the times, don't give the fuck if they're bothering someone. After all, babies are kinda cute when they cough, right? And of course, they're entitled to. They're not hurting anyone, right? Ok, maybe a little lung cancer, but hey, if it bothers you, you can always move. What, you were eating and they only started smoking halfway through your meal? Well, eat faster. You don't want to step in their freadom to smoke, right? Are you a fascist or something?

And what to do with the cigarrete butt? Well, you could go towards that trash can that's 3 meters away from you... it has a nice little metal plate in order for you to put out your cigarrete and everything (yes, that's what it's there for!) but if you did that, the streets wouldn't be so colorful. And the street sweepers would be out of a job!

What do you mean, it's a beach? Well, the sand helps put out the cigarrete, doesn't it? What would it be there for? If it works as a huge doggie litter box for my dog, I should be able to put out cigarretes in it too, right?

Now excuse me while I go take a puff. See what I mean, the goddamn hospital doesn't even have ashtrays. They're just begging for us to dump the ashes and butts on the ground. Way to be a nazi, prick. I'm entitled to smoke. I don't care if I'm sick because of that. Hell, I'm paying for my medical treatment... ok, so it comes out of our taxes... but I pay taxes too! And besides, there's no proof that lung cancer is associated with cigarretes.

Damn government approved drugs. Hope they at least raise the price on tobacco like they were supposed to. If you are a smoker and are offended by anything written here... fuck you.

Disgusting little habit!

Why can't you just be normal?

The norm.

The absolute standard you should conform to. Doesn't matter if everyone's different. Doesn't matter if, away from society's eyes, you're a deviant fuck. Got to keep up appearances. Got to do what they expect you to. Got to be a mindless robot!

If you think about it, it all comes down to your choices. Being normal it to surrender the ability to choose. You must have your own place, maybe the white picket fence, two cars, 2.6 kids, a loving wife, a dog and an office with a view. That's what any normal person would want, right?

So basically, you'll have to have a standard, 9 to 6 job (40h/week). You get up, go to work, eat dinner, maybe go out or rest at home and go to sleep. Rinse and repeat. They say hell is repitition, anyway! You got to have money. Money is the purpose, the reason for your existence. Why? Well, the more stuff you have, the happier you are. Come on, don't you watch commercials? Even a pack of bubble gum will come standard equipped with friends at a beach, babes in bikini and a smile from ear to ear.

In the end you end up with a house that you're never in, because you're at work. It has tons of shit you don't need, the latest home entertainment system that you never use, because you get home late and can't push up the volume and a bunch of expensive carpets because someone has to feed the dust mites. You have a car, which you use to get to and from work. You have clothes, that you need for work. Kids always look great on family pictures, regarless of how little time you spend with them, right? The wife... well, a job or fucking the pool boy should keep her entertained. She has to look good though, you wanna show off at office parties.

And remember, in the end, when it's all said and done, they'll give you a nice pension, so that you can enjoy all those wonderfull medicines that will keep you alive way beyond your designated time. Hey, if you die, the kids will have no one to neglect or stuff in a retirement home, right? Plus, shitting yourself was fun when you were a kid, why not now?

So, normality. Waste your childhood in mind-numbing exercises and useless classes, so that your parents don't have to put up with you. Work, work... WORK. Get old, discarted and die. Hey, it's what you're expected to do.

Fuck being normal!

Brains and bronze - what guys go for

What do we look for in a woman?

Considering the differences between us, snowflake's analogy and all, it's surprising to see that pretty much every guy want the same... just maybe with different priorities. By the way, this is referent to relationships. For onw night stands it pretty much becomes "Is she hot and will she go down on me?".

Intelligence
Although it's true that most men are threatened by someone smarter than them, it's also true that there aren't a lot of intelligent women out there. Some of you may disagree, but the truth is that most chicks want to watch soap operas, not learn anything and maybe waste time at nightclubs. No pursuits for knowledge and no curiosity either. Those who know something are, most of the times, limited to their area of work. They'll know how to recite a book on chemistry backwards, just don't ask about something else.
There's a rare batch of them that actually know shit, want to know more and are interesting to talk to. But that's the next point. Oh, and yes, most men are also dumb as a door and twice as thick... but I don't give a fuck about guys, why should I care?

Good conversationalist
You want someone to talk to, preferably about everything. Get yourself a smart, curious chick and you got your bases covered. More importantly, you want someone who's not afraid to disagree. The most annoying thing in the world is someone who changes their mind all the time just to agree with you.

Kind heart
May sound lame, but trust me, you don't want a self-absorved bitch who thinks only of herself and doen't give a crap to what you may want to do. The kind of woman who won't respect your personal space and throw a tantrum when you're out late with your friends. You want someone kind, giving and caring. Not going into the whole "guys want a replacement for their mothers" shit. We just want to know that you really care about us. It's like a warranty for you not to go around fucking other guys behind our back too!

Beauty
Fuck you if you think you're not shallow. That is why you don't go and talk to that ugly chick that's always giving you that look. This is why you always make conversation with the hot ones. Looks count. Sure, beuty can be fleeting, but as long as it's there, you want it. You want the cutest, hottest chick you can get. Don't bullshit on this one. Of course, definitions of beauty vary. I myself consider personality traits as a form of beaty. A hot bitch with a shitty personality is ugly to me!

Eyes and face
That sais, never underestimate the importance of the eyes. Some women have eyes you could get lost into, fall in love, be mesmerized by them. Maybe they really are the window to the soul. A cute face is also a must. Strangelly enough, a guy'd prefer to go out (be seen with) with a cute chick with a so-and-so body that a hot bodied bitch who looks like she tried to stop a train with her face.

Ass and boobs
I'm an ass guy myself. There's just something about a nice, round, firm ass that makes me wanna slap it. It teases you if you're dancing, it shakes as if inviting you, it sets the rhythm of your walk as you walk behind it! then there's boobs. Someone once said that god gave women boobs so that men whould have something to look at while there were strange noises coming out of a girl's mouth (talking, I guess). Truts is, nothing can make a guy lose a train of thought quite like a good cleavage flashing before your eyes. Men love boobs. Shit, if we had'em, we probably would never leave the house.

Sex
After all that, there's the sex. The dirtier, the better. We all go for the angel in public, devil in the bed thing. The willinglessness to try new stuff is a must and a guy that says he doesn't care about oral sex is bullshitting. We like blowjobs. A chick who refuses to do'em loses some major points in our book. Don't worry, we can pay ya back the same way! And yes, eventually we will want to recreate almost everything we see in porn. Porn is real to us. here really are librarians who will hump you as punishment for an overdue book and yes, there are hot mechanic chicks who give a new meaning to the expression "oil change". In our minds, at least.

May have missed a couple, but that's pretty much it. Oh, if you're a chick and think you meet all of the requirements, give me a call.

Moving on...

One step forward, two steps back.

Man is a creature of habits. Regardless of how much we may like change, adventure and knowing new things, there's always a need for something to stay the same, to be an anchor, if you will. Could be something insignificant, like the way you always put on your right shoe first. Maybe the routine you have when you wake up. A place you come back to. Getting of work and go to the one you wanted to be with all day. Playing football (soccer, for those mentally challenged) on a saturday afternoon. Lifting weights every other day. These thing become part of who you are. Define you, even.

Still, all is transient, everything ends. Coping with it is generally not easy. After all, certain things become part of you. Still, friends part ways, you begin to have less time for yourself, organizing a game becomes harder as everyone has something to do, hell, you may even step on a landmine and bast that right foot of yours. What then?

If you try and remain attached to those things, you might end up blind to all else. You just want to do those things, nothing else. You want them back. As childish as it is, you want everything to stay the same. So you try to hold on. Maybe you'll still be able to get together with everyone. Hey, maybe it's just a busy time for everyone. Maybe they'll learn how wrong they were to have left. Maybe everything'll be back to how it was.

Funny thing is, you know it won't. You probably don't see anyone from high school anymore. Parted ways, gone. You'll only get busier. Maybe the shoe thing will remain. The one whom you've waited for will never again wait for you. If you still hope none of this, which you know has to happen, will happen, you'll just get stuck. Stop moving on. Waste chances. Lose time.

Things can't go back to being the way they were. Your group of friends will no longer have entire afternoons to lazy about, playing cards and football. You'll lose the will to do things, too tired. Even the one whom you though you wanted, you know you won't be able to trust her again.

Cut your losses, take the good things, try to forget the bad ones. You won't be able to do it, but hey, life's an exercise on futility. Try it. Move on as best as you can. Learn about what you can do now. Live for today and all that crap. Don't waste the chances you have to meet someone new because you were waiting for something that never came. Don't think of what has been.

Move forward. Even if it's a cliff that lies ahead, you'll at least have one hell of a rush on the way down!

42

Makes about as much sense as anything I came up with recently.

Been trying to figure out the purpose of it all. Life, the universe, everything. I know it's something that's occupied philosophers and thinkers for centuries now, but never has a great mind such as my own tried to solve this. And, for the very first time, I might be a little over my head.

The most basic biologi response would be for procreation, perpetuation of the species. Truth is, men just go and look for sex all of their lives. Problem is, man is one of the few species that lives past their reproductive cycle's term (regardless on how much men would like it if some women that go through their menopause just went and died). Could be a result of having a society that protects the members that can't fend for themselves. Most animals die before their reproductive usefullness.

Keeping that one in mind, the only purpose for the development of the mind would be to provide you with the tools you may need to propagate the species. The problem is... do you really need all that curiosity, all that drive to understand your surroundings to just propagate your genes? Wouldn't that energy be better spent trying to improve the way we reproduce (or at least giving men the ability to have multiple orgasms)? Basically, why do we thing? A side efect of evolution? When we were cowering in our caves, hiding from bears, we started ocupying our mind trying to understand our surroundings as a way to better defend ourselves and went from there?

The poet in me likes a sentence I once read. We are the way the universe has to understand itself. The cinic in me believes us, as a species, as too stupid for that. There's very little that can be understood by dropping bombs on people, letting some die of starvation while others die of heart conditions because they're too fat and fucking up the planet for profit. Unless what you want to understand is human nature. If so, the universe's a dick!

To be happy. For a while, I liked this idea. We are here to be happy. We are all self absorved, selfish and self serving. So we are here for ourselves. Oh, and fuck those who call themselves selfless. You do stuff because it makes you feel good. Period. Problem wit this is, that annoying side effect of evolution made us feel forever incomplete. So, most of the times, we look for someone... and you know, depending on anyone else for your own happiness is always a bad idea. So, the point is, we are always incomplete. If we try to fill that gap, we will most likelly end up fucked, or fucking over someone else. Hedgehog's dillema.

No purpose at all. I like this one. Goes hand in hand with man's pompous tendencies to think that all revolves around himself. Maybe it just doesn't. Maybe the universe was just planning on having fun, the condom broke, out came life. Qualifying it as an accident amuses me. Adds to the futility. We, the self-titled masters of this planet keep forgeting what a tine spec of dust it is, and for how little time have we been on it... assuming that we weren't even supposed to be here just adds to the fun.

Fulfulling the will of mithological creatures or an invisible guy who lives in the sky. Well, If there even existed such a thing as a god, assuming it's powers as those people attribute to it, generally... we'd be less than microbes to it. Unless it likes playing with a microscope, why would it give a fuck? I wouldn't!

All in all, I'd go with no sense of purpose. If you don't believe in anything, you can piss off more people, trample more believes! Hey, maybe that's my sense of purpose!

I just want her to be happy.... bullshit!

Selflessness

One of the most fucked up piece of bullshit I ever heard was the sentence "I just want her to be happy". This is a sentence usually used in movies after the chick dumps the guy for someone richer/more popular/with a better car.

Let's analise this for a bit. I can understand the whole "wanting her to be happy". I mean, if you care about someone, that's what you want for them, right? Still, can you honestly say that you really want a chick that you loved, probably still do, to shit on you and go around fucking some other guy?

Truth is, you don't want her to be happy... you want her to be happy with you. No one's selfless enough to sacrifice their own happiness for someone else. If you're stupid enough to do that, all that awaits is regret. So why would someone say something like "as long as she's happy..."? Face it, humans are selfish.

Selfish, spoiled and possessive. We want thing our way, when we want them. The only time we allow ourselves to be a little more giving is when we like the person. The more you like them, the more you give, without expecting something back... although a cinic, such as myself, would say that you'd expect recognition and satisfaction because of their happyness. Makes ya feel all warm and cuddly inside!

And yet, that sentence, in that context, basically says that, ok, You've allowed yourself to be the least bit selfish as you can be. You've allowed yourself to give everything to someone (almost) unconditionally. Then they fuck you over! The person you trusted the most fucks you over. And you want her to be happy.

Bullshit.

One word on vacations

Short

(what?! I said ONE word!)

Addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of this poison is taking me higher

Addictions.

Everybody has them. Be they smoking, drinking, drugs, sports, sex, whatever. Me, I go with lifting weights. The sense of challenge you get, the constant improving, the effort you put into it, can get addicting, really addicting. Plus, weights are honest. You know they want to crush and maim you if they have a chance, you just hate to not let them. Easy. An agreement both parts can underestand.

Now, the addiction part. You see, after a while, you'll begin to need to be there, to challenge yourself, to feel that pain and burn in your muscles. Schwarzenegger used to say that it's better than sex... I'd say it's a close runner up. Without it, you get tense, nervous, easily irritable, can't sleep right and feel like you have too much energy. Bellow are a few examples of what these addicts would do:

Gym will be closed for desinfestation:
- So, for how long will this be closed then?
- About a week.
- And you're sure we can't just come and work out?
- Nop. Deadly chemicals and stuff... you'd be dead in less then an hour if you tried to work out here.
- Humm... how much less? Cause I could do a quick workout...

Going on vacation:
- Ok, five star hotel, pool, free mini-bar, meals included... but how far from the hotel is the nearest gym and what's the max weight on the dumbells there?

Seing the doctor:
- I'm afraid you have a broken leg, you're gonna have to be in bed for about 6 weeks.
- But there's noting wrong with the other one, right?
- Nop, not that I can tell. Why, does it hurt somewhere?
- Nop, just wondering... If I skip squats and just work on the leg press machine using only the good leg, there'd be no problem, right?
- Of course there'd be a problem! I said, stay in bed!
- What? No upper body workout either?!

Catching your wife cheating:
- Honey, it's not what you think... Rob and I, well, you never give me enough attention and...
- Yeah, ok... now have you seen my belt or what? I'm late for training.

Watching porn:
- Yeah, she sure knows how to suck... but check out the quads on that guy. Bitch probably doesn't even do squats.
- And what the fuck was up with that scene where the chick was doing a bench press and the other chick comes and starts fingerbanging her? What fucking kind of press was that? Deep reps bitch... and use some real weight next time.

Getting married:
- So, you sure we can't postpone the cerimony to like 11:00? The gym opens at 9:00, I could still get a few reps in...

Approached by the hottest chick in the office:
- So, what say we get out of work today, you come to my house and we have a little private party, if you know what I mean?
- Can't, today's legs' day.

And by the way, when you start refering to days not as monday, tuesday,... but as chest day, back day... you're hooked!

Ideas that'd make the world a better place

A post that doesn't start with one word only!

I've been thinking about stuff that the world needs and that would probably make everyone's life easier. Or maybe just mine, which is all that matters anyway!

Rubber gun cover:
You see, the problem with shooting someone is that it always leaves behind those nasty gunpowder residues. They're traceble and anoying, specially when the person whose brains you're splattering over the wall isn't worth the trouble of getting you into jail. Of course that includes just about everyone. With this invention, you just have to place it over the gun and all the powder stays on the inside. Rubebr must be non flaky so that it's doesn't leave trace either. A great gift for computer helpdesk personel too!

In-uterus bomb:
Forget the chastity belt. With this baby, if the dick going in that pussy isn't near the radio transmiter that sends the ok signal, well... let's just say she won't cheat on you again. May prove falible if chick digs dildos.

Junkie manipulation:
Many would say that a drug addict is also a person, moreover, a sick person. Many would be wrong. Shit, those're probably the same "many" that thought the world was flat a couple of years ago. Truth is, a junkie's just a drain in the social security fund. So why not make the work for the benifit of society? We could use them as farming utensils, cannon fodder (just give them a sharp stick and say that if they take down that tank, you'll give'em crack), natural fertilizer (ok, with a few added chemicals!) or crash test dummies. Of course many more uses can be found, but I'll leave ya with these at the moment.

Old people deodeorant:
Old people stink, that's a fact. Maybe it's because water wasn't invented up until about 40 years ago and they're not used to taking baths (proof tht water hasn't been invented 'till the 1970 is known as "the sixties"). So, old people deodeorant, to remove the cat and rancid food smells. Make usage mandatory.

Inflatable hospitals:
Let's get one thing straigh. Old people don't go to a hospital because they're sick. They go there because they're alone. With the inflatable hospital, you can just stuff all the old people in a waiting room and then make them talk to a manekin. Since these would be cheap, you could have one on pratically every street and that way all the geezers would't take up doctors' time, hospital space, medical attention for those who need it (and are not going to die in the near future) and since they wouldn't use the buses, also save a lot of money on deodeorant!

Children collars:
or all those mommies out there who're just plain incompetent and can't control their 5 year old. You think that slapping the little bitch because he's pulling someone's hair is traumatizing, don't ya? Well, with the kid's collar, you can keep him near by without pissing other people off. Choker model available.

Stupid people seeking mini-missile:
Need I say more?

If you implement any of these ideas, I want credit!

Teaching is not a lost art, but the regard for it is a lost tradition.

Teaching.

Been thinking about becoming a teacher. There's something about the concept of transmiting ideas and being in a place that motivates perpetual learning that fascinates me. Having time to explore stuff you want to do, being able to instill a passion on someone about something you love, the posibility of brainwashing them into mindless drones that'll be part of an army ready to die on my command... seems appealing.

That and I'm fed up with dickheaded teachers who're there just to make their own at the end of the month, don't give a fuck about students and don't bother to teach or even know what the fuck they're talking about. I'd like to say that only a few are like this, but in some degree, about 90% of all teachers are one or various of the following:
distant, self-important, dumb, incompetent, anal-retentive, arrogant, don't give a fuck or are just plain fucktards. There's also the hypocrit type, but I despise hypocrits in all forms, so no point in mentioning them here.

I admit I'm nowhere near flawless. I'm arrogant and sometimes don't give a fuck. Still, the fact that I'm arrogant makes me want to be better than these fucks. I want to be arrogant but have a good reason to be so. I want to be able to teach people to think for themselves, to question, and not just be drones that want a degree and are willing to take any sentence uttered by a teach to be true, as long as they pass at the end of the term. I think I'd like to make more people ask why, 'cause when you start asking why, you start really learning!

Understandible when there are teachers who think there are things students shouldn't know... had my share of these. Some who hide the fact they don't know something by saying "it's irrelevant at the moment" or "it won't be explained for pedagogical reasons" (always loved that one). Some who find students a nuisance, something that serves as a source of funding. Some who assume students don't know shit.

I think that, deep down, I like the whole prespective of teaching because it seems to be a way to make people less apathic. Most freshmen I see today care for nothing. They're not in school to study anymore, they're there to get a degree. There's no curiosity, no willingless to learn new stuff. In fact, I was a bit like that for a while. Luckily I had a couple of good teachers.

In any case... I would like to be a teacher. One who makes learning fun. One who isn't a prick. One who actually cares and likes what he does. Ah, like most things in life, it'll probably never be. Like most things in life, a futile effort... but, if you think about it, everything is futile, might as well try for it with everything you got. That way, when you fail, you'll fail with a bang!

Plus, nice pay, low hours, cute student chicks, free time to yourself, constant learning. I like those!