While I don't entirely agree with the laws and policies of the United States of America, I like to exercise the rights given to me. One of these rights is the Freedom of Speech.
As some people know, my first blog post was very negative, then again, when isn't it negative. The story that received so much negative feedback regarded the cheerleading team and their sexual preferences. I can apologize and say other bullshit they want to hear but it doesn't mean I will get rid of it. Yes, I wrote an offensive post that may have not been entirely true and some of it I meant. Can people just respect that I will right what I want on this blog no matter how offensive it is to people. If America is such a free, perfect, Utopia of a country then why do I get in trouble for exercising my rights? I should be able to say what I want and not get in trouble with people who get offended. Next time I post anything offensive and you know you aren't mature enough to handle it, then don't read my blog. Reading something that offends you is just a lose-win situation. You get offended and I get more views. I don't need to hear about how terrible of a person I am for exercising the rights America has given to me. Sorry Jared and I have not been posting often, but with the summer freedom it is hard to keep it creative and relatable to a certain degree. Once we are back in school hopefully the posting times will go back to normal. Here's my next offensive post to come out. If you can't handle yourself then don't read it. James Holmes: He Couldn't Wait For The Crowd To Die Down (Or a more creative title).
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Hi, my name is Patrick. I’m 15 years old and I currently live in a Black Bandana commune. As you may know, Anarchy has finally been accepted as a valid and respectable “government”. Organizations such as the Black Bandana make sure that other countries don’t mess with the small towns that are run on a trust system or more properly known as Anarchy. These small towns are shut off from other society’s and national governments. Let me show you around what I call home. We do a lot of things that may be different or socially unacceptable in your country or government. Things like working and making money, schooling, and law making as well as political decisions in general. All of these concepts are run on trust and equality.
Nobody in our town has to work, but the people who live here are smart enough to know that they need to work together to survive. People go to outside colleges to learn a trait that they can be of use of in the commune. Before someone goes to work, they get interviewed to make sure they won’t try to tear down the Anarchist system. This is the only form of inequality ever experienced in town. Once they are positive that these people are qualified, then they are allowed to work. If someone can’t make it to work then anyone can volunteer to fill the gap. The interview’s are used to make sure that this person won’t try to mess anything up. They don’t have set work times, the workers just trust some people to show up. Because they volunteer you may wonder how money is used in the town. We have a flow of money that is recycled in both the shops and the townspeople who don’t work. This makes it so people have money to buy food and the workers can order more food for the shops. The money flowing through the town allows the townspeople thrive and interact with other nations. Most of the shops are also pay-what-you-want so if someone is having difficulty with money, they can pay what they can afford at the moment. This trust system can make or break the town depending on the people. Especially since we constantly get protesters that feel Anarchy should never be allowed in a nation or a small town. These protesters often try to get into work and destroy the pay-what-you-want business. This is one of the other forms of inequality that has to be used. We send them on there way and make sure they never come back. The other types of people that come are to utilize our schools. These schools are designed to let the children or adults in it, come up with the profession they desire. The school I go to in my commune has initial classes on History, Math, Language, and Science. After about five optional years worth of classes at an age you want, you can choose to go into independent learning. Some of the kids would rather go to a school in which they are always taught the initial classes so they go to boarding school. Our town accepts this and lets them go. The other kids try to teach themselves a trait based on what they enjoyed. These interest vary from Psychology all the way to being a Lawyer. The teachers are there so they can aid the students with books and research. The teachers never force any work upon them but the students still need help from them. This convinces students to stick to their passion even if it gets hard. I’ve been working in Production and writing. I want the world to read and watch my work and leave with a new perspective on life. The teachers in English help me to work on grammar and sentence structure, etc. I even had a chance to help a friend in a play which helped me to understand what production feels like ( Not Related but Thanks Meg). This just goes to show that a country doesn’t need all-around classes to get kids into good jobs. All you need is an aid and experience in the field you want to go to. Sure it doesn’t always work, but if you stick to what you love, “proper schooling” won’t be needed. Political leaders could also be a thing of the past if everyone followed our method of decision making. Sure we don’t have laws in our town and that may seem a bit chaotic to you, but we make it work. We function largely on a trust system but sometimes people have to go. If someone decides to mass-murder everyone then we work together to make him/her leave. Sure it isn’t complete Anarchy but it sometimes has to be done. However when we want to expand or improve the town, we go to the Town Hall and have an open discussion. Everyone with a thought shares it, and people (on their own time) try to make it a reality. It may get a bit hard especially if the idea doesn’t work but we try to sift through the ideas. Once that is done some people volunteer to work for the proposed good ideas. If it is a building project, depending on what it is, takes about a year or so. Other projects like community service take as long as they need to. We never leave anything before it’s finished to prevent an overflow of projects. I find it to be very efficient and it keeps everyone happy with where they are living. If people don’t get a chance to share their ideas, then a commune like ours could never work. As you can tell, our commune has a few negatives and difficulties but so do neighboring nations. On a national scale, Anarchy could never work but our town makes it. Even if it seems unorthodox we still thrive with 100% equality. No leaders, No officials, No President, No Representatives, nothing. We may never be socially accepted as a respectable government but as long as we have this chance to live in this town, we are all happy. I love the jobs people volunteer for, the school I go to, and the political decisions we all have a say in. Sure I would like to change a few things but I still love this town. I, along with Jared, would like to profusely apologize for all the random posts out of nowhere. I have been on vacation in Hawaii like a 1 Percent muthafucka! I will be home on the 24th and by then I hope to return back to the regular posting times. Also expect a few grammatical errors in this next story. Usually my more serious story's are without editing. I don't care how many views I get, I just enjoy having my thoughts heard my the two or three people that continue to read it.
It was recently my birthday and I don't mean to be an attention whore, but I had a dramatic drop in my "Happy Birthday" posts on Facebook. I think it may have been because of some “controversial” and “offensive” stories that I wrote. As you all know Facebook is a social networking system that 99% of the time fails us. Be it grammar or conserving the innocence of 12 year old girls, Facebook is terrible. I hate the constant posts that go a little something like this "Wit ma bitchez #WhoringAround #YOLO #HotGirlsHaveProblemsToo" If you ever see this, it's probably from a 12 year old girl who needs attention. She probably has a bunch of stupid quotes that are about her "troubled life". She may constantly talk about the love that she lost and how she will never love the same way again. However, Facebook pulled through and helped a country to spread ideas about change in the government. The one time that Facebook came through was with the recent activity in Egypt. The peoples ability to get their ideas out about the government was what slightly aided them to end Gadhafi's reign. It also started a new fad used constantly by a certain British Kid who will go unnamed. What I am trying to get across, is that Social Networking systems can be used for good. If people decided to post about a meaningful topic more often, then maybe we could get farther in society. Besides posts about #YOLO and Gadhafi, there is also the dreaded birthday posts. You know what I am talking about. But what I find interesting, is the decision for someone to write, “hb” or “Happy Birthday”. What does it show about the relationship between you and said poster. Allow me to digress. No matter what your social status is, who you are, or what you enjoy, you will get notifications about your birthday from everyone. Their may be one difference you notice when scrolling through all of them however. Some closer friends write happy birthday and maybe even a short message. Others, however, write, “hb”Just in case you were wondering, “hb” means happy birthday. This to me shows the overall laziness and dislike for the birthday kids wall. If you don’t like the person whose birthday it is, then don’t post. They don’t care, and they probably don’t like you either. Personally, when I see, “hb” written on my wall, I feel offended. I can tell that this person doesn’t like me. So if you don’t like the person, don’t write, “hb”. I, and a couple other’s I hope, would sooner have 20 nice notifications of relatives and close friends then 400 notifications of people I/We don’t know. So think before you post. Is it really worth writing, “hb”? Know that the person won’t feel any better or satisfied that they received a post from you. Nobody wants to spend their time on Facebook, leafing through random bullshit trying to find notes from relatives or a best friend. This isn’t my subtle way of telling the world to not post on my wall. I don’t care if they keep posting on my wall or if they stop. I just want them to know that it is pointless and on occasion offensive. Once again, I apologize for the random posting days. Jared and I will make sure to go back to the normal posting routine once I get home. But please stop posting messages that nobody wants. It is annoying and I am surely not the only one who feels offended or pissed off at the people who write, “hb”. My perspective on the zombie apocalypse is not just a super awesome way to kill thousands of zombies, but it is also an escape from reality. As we all know this generation sucks and we are doing all we can to cope with YOLO, Disney, and all the slutty child idols in between. Everyone who has a “strong distaste” for this generation and shares my perspective knows what I am talking about. So far we can’t do anything about about it but read rage comics from people with similar ideals. If you don’t know what happened in the past couple of weeks then allow me to explain.
Over the past couple of weeks there have been some strange accounts that took place in different parts of the world. One account that particularly stands out involves a “Drug Induced Rage”. A man got high on bath salts and PCP and decided to eat a homeless mans face-off. Certain questions have risen from this but how does one get high off bath salts is mine. Clearly the government lied about that like they faked the moon landing. Off course they had to take action so they said the PCP is what kept him alive after being shot six times. This, however, is not the only account. Around the time of this event a woman ate her baby. Yes, you heard me right, a woman ate her fucking baby. There is nothing that can be done to cover that one up. She ate her child. This is not only shocking but a way to confirm the zombie apocalypse. Let’s give all the normal non-nerd type kids a little background knowledge. The zombie apocalypse has been predicted to be at several different times. It should have happened during Y2K, but it didn’t. It should have happened during 6/6/6, but it didn’t. We have finally correctly predicted the first outbreak. It’s 2012 and time to kill some worthless zombies. But to me, killing zombies isn’t the main goal. To me, I think it’s a way to get rid of the shitty generation we are living in. Just think. If all the nerds, who have prepared forever for the apocalypse had a chance to get rid of the generation they hate so much, they would, wouldn’t they. While they have all the prepared experience to kill the zombies while the “popular kids” don’t, they have a way to start a new generation. This may just be my perspective on the zombie apocalypse but look deep fellow nerds, is this really just a way to kill stuff and look badass, or do you want a nerd Utopia? |
Jack OgilvieNow that my cynicism has balanced out I'd rather explain myself as an Anarchist with a passion for writing about, well, my passions. Enjoy the stuff I write but please don't be offended by the stuff I post. Archives
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