As the title says, I wish for someone to give me a view on this long, rambling, semi-coherent piece of consciousness.
Ok, no tl;dr's here, I want to see what you got out of this.
It says its about character, but all I see is jealousy of supremacy, intelligence and power, among others. Perhaps the author was judged a lot. I want to see some unbiased opinions, I have met the person, therefore I have preconceptions. Feel free to insult the authors mental capacity or stability. Or not.
Lets hear it.
"character"
Reference from the "Encyclopedia Britannica"
To ask what character is, reveals the confusion of ordinary thought about it. Instincts, habits, impulses, desires, emotions, sentiments all belong to it. But what relation do they bear to one another? What is the part of a character that has to be controlled and what is the controlling part? Whence come those things that are called "principles" of conduct, and "ideals," and the multitude of "qualities of character" - courage, steadfastness, sincerity, tolerance, generosity, patience and honesty and their opposites? We do not know. The first general problem of the psychology of character is therefore to transform the chaos of the ordinary conception of it into one in which the parts of character are seen to bear a clear and intelligible relation to the whole.
There are certain common but useful antitheses "character and intelligence"; "character and circumstances"; "character and conduct." Conduct is the expression of character; only actions that are in some degree under voluntary control are included in the conduct. Reflex actions are not included in the conduct; instinctive actions are. Character is the driving force; intelligence guides it to its destination; together they sum up the human mind and are inseparable in it.
Wikipedia Article: Brenda Ann Spencer
Brenda Ann Spencer (born April 3, 1962) is a convicted American murderer who carried out a shooting spree at Cleveland Elementary School in San Diego, California on January 29, 1979. Principal Burton Wragg and head custodian Mike Suchar were killed in the attack, while eight children and a police officer sustained wounds.
The school was across the street from Spencer's house, from which she fired the shots. She used a rifle that she had recently been given for Christmas by her father. When the six-hour incident ended and she was asked whom she wanted to shoot, she said, "I like red and blue jackets". When asked why, she shrugged and replied, "I don't like Mondays. This livens up the day." She also said, "I had no reason for it, and it was just a lot of fun"; "It was just like shooting ducks in a pond"' and "[The children] looked like a herd of cows standing around; it was really easy pickings." At the time of the shootings, Brenda Ann Spencer was 16 years old.
She pleaded guilty to two counts of murder and assault with a deadly weapon, and was sentenced to prison for 25 years to life, currently being served at The California Institution for Women in Chino. She has been eligible for parole four times and has been turned down each time, most recently in 2005. She will be eligible for parole again in 2009.
In 2005, she claimed that she was drunk and under the influence of PCP, and that her father, Wallace Spencer, had sexually abused her as a child and that the state and her attorney conspired to hide her drug test results.
Spencer's crime, perceived lack of remorse, and lack of a serious explanation for her actions when captured, inspired the song "I Don't Like Mondays" by The Boomtown Rats, written by Bob Geldof.
I Don't Like Mondays - Boomtown Rats
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody?s gonna go to school today
She?s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn?t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be show-ow-ow-ow-own?
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father?s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain?t that peachy keen
Now that ain?t so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
(With the problems of the how's and why's)
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like
I don?t like (Tell me why)
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like
I don?t like (Tell me why)
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
This part is original
Brenda was judged dramatically for obvious reasons. She was a screw up and a murderer. Labeled and shipped, we never gave her a chance. Let's compare her to the infamous Adolf Hitler however. Hitler killed and was remorselessly responsible for over 50 million deaths. However, he can also been seen as a military genius. Where can we find the silver lining on the Brenda?
Judging character is our most advanced talent. We can do it without meeting or even acknowledging the existence of another. We've become by far too good at determining if someone is worth our ever-precious time, when in fact, it was our own judgment who put a value to time. That is why people are idiots. Everything we've put a value to, has no value, such as schooling. Send someone to school and nowhere else and they will learn to write, and they will learn to read. They will learn how to count and how use this knowledge in one large recipe of exploration on any academic topic. Now when someone who can't read, write or count points a gun in their face they will be lost. Where is the value of school when your going to die?
Let's take the single smartest person in our wasted world, and stick them in a desert. Abandon them. Now when I say abandon, I don't mean leave them somewhere away from us. Let's make them the last person on earth. Let's make this person attempt to survive for nothing. How far would he or she get? He or she would have to reinvent science and art. Anyone up for that? School would do shit for him or her and they would die, and their life would be of no more value than all the money and knowledge they had to begin with.
Our sense of measurement far destroyed our sense of right and wrong. Education over money, money over freedom.
If you can see, look.
If you can look, observe.
From the Book of Exhortations
Based on previous input, I'm going to expand a little. What I was trying to say (I guess this is the trouble of thinking out loud) is that with judging people comes undeserved fame. The idea of putting the worlds smartest man at the end of the world, was to get you thinking about what good would being the worlds smartest man? At that point I guess, he would also be the world's biggest man and sexiest man. The point is that we judged him as the worlds smartest man, but he is doomed to fail, and there is someone out there who knows something that he doesn't.
Another thought, If a leader is chosen, because they can do the best job of all people to lead the people, it can be inferred that they are superior to the rest of the people. Superior to all people that will be under them. If the people are inferior, why do they get to choose who runs the country?
I want anyone interested in the topic I'm talking about to go ahead and get the newest Flobot's album. Very political, but it's touching on the views I have. I'll put some lyrics here and bold the important ones.
Flobots say it best. There is a war going on for your mind. It will be won if we fight with tools.
There Is A War Going On For Your Mind/Mayday!!! - Flobots
There's a war going on for your mind
Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks
Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads
Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel
Worldwide passenger pigeons deploy paratroopers
Now it's raining pornography
Lovers take shelter
Post-production debutantes pursue you in Nascar chariots
They construct ransom letters from biblical passages and bleed mascara into holy water supplies
There's a war going on for your mind
Industry insiders slang test tube babies to corporate crackheads
They flash logos and blast ghettos
Their embroidered neckties say "stop snitchin'"
Conscious rappers and whistleblowers get stitches made of acupuncture needles and marionette strings
There is a war going on for your mind
Professional wrestlers and vice presidents want you to believe them
The desert sky is their bluescreen
They superimpose explosions
They shout at you
"pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain
Nor the craters beneath the draped flags
Those hoods are there for your protection"
And meteors these days are the size of corpses
There's a war going on for your mind
We are the insurgents
We Are Winning - Flobots
Rival gangsters sit down to plan an after-school program
A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project
A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son
An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples, fully clothed and smiling
A record executive records a demo of his apology
A policeman makes reverse 911 calls instructing residents to take to the streets
A patriot reports for duty
She's wearing an orange jumpsuit and holding a picket sign
She's ashamed of her birthplace
But retreat is not an option
Women and children
Frontline
Logon
Tune in
Stand and be counted
Wounded
Stationed
In the belly of the vulture
Watch your back
There's no civilians
Women children
Frontline
Listen
Consider this a distant early warning
The fires imminent
Pollution gathering dust particles
Funneling through smokestacks
Airwaves
Bandwidth
Disinformation tube fed
Check the label
Delete the virus
Alert the masses
Butterfly wing crosswinds send black hawks toward hurricane survivors
Roses sprout from empty lots and sidewalk cracks
Pacifist guerrillas move undetected through concrete jungles
New forms are beginning to take shape
Once-occupied minds are activating
People are waking up
The insurgency is alive and well
Rise of the Flobots
Portrait of the new American insurgent
Rattle and shake the foundation of the world order
Assembly line consent
Resist
Refuse
Inform
Create
Direct loved ones to the trenches
Suit up
Forge rubble into fortresses
Plaster
Cloth
Aluminum
Broken porcelain
Rusted platinum
Burn bloodstains from decompressed diamonds
Hammer the battlecry into braille-studded armor
We are building up a new world
Do not sit idly by
Do not remain neutral
Do not rely on this broadcast alone
We are only as strong as our signal
There is a war going on for your mind
If you are thinking you are winning
Resistance is victory
Defeat is impossible
Your weapons are already in hand
Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom
Fight with tools
Your fate and that of everyone you know depends on it
Reference from the "Encyclopedia Britannica"
To ask what character is, reveals the confusion of ordinary thought about it. Instincts, habits, impulses, desires, emotions, sentiments all belong to it. But what relation do they bear to one another? What is the part of a character that has to be controlled and what is the controlling part? Whence come those things that are called "principles" of conduct, and "ideals," and the multitude of "qualities of character" - courage, steadfastness, sincerity, tolerance, generosity, patience and honesty and their opposites? We do not know. The first general problem of the psychology of character is therefore to transform the chaos of the ordinary conception of it into one in which the parts of character are seen to bear a clear and intelligible relation to the whole.
There are certain common but useful antitheses "character and intelligence"; "character and circumstances"; "character and conduct." Conduct is the expression of character; only actions that are in some degree under voluntary control are included in the conduct. Reflex actions are not included in the conduct; instinctive actions are. Character is the driving force; intelligence guides it to its destination; together they sum up the human mind and are inseparable in it.
Wikipedia Article: Brenda Ann Spencer
Brenda Ann Spencer (born April 3, 1962) is a convicted American murderer who carried out a shooting spree at Cleveland Elementary School in San Diego, California on January 29, 1979. Principal Burton Wragg and head custodian Mike Suchar were killed in the attack, while eight children and a police officer sustained wounds.
The school was across the street from Spencer's house, from which she fired the shots. She used a rifle that she had recently been given for Christmas by her father. When the six-hour incident ended and she was asked whom she wanted to shoot, she said, "I like red and blue jackets". When asked why, she shrugged and replied, "I don't like Mondays. This livens up the day." She also said, "I had no reason for it, and it was just a lot of fun"; "It was just like shooting ducks in a pond"' and "[The children] looked like a herd of cows standing around; it was really easy pickings." At the time of the shootings, Brenda Ann Spencer was 16 years old.
She pleaded guilty to two counts of murder and assault with a deadly weapon, and was sentenced to prison for 25 years to life, currently being served at The California Institution for Women in Chino. She has been eligible for parole four times and has been turned down each time, most recently in 2005. She will be eligible for parole again in 2009.
In 2005, she claimed that she was drunk and under the influence of PCP, and that her father, Wallace Spencer, had sexually abused her as a child and that the state and her attorney conspired to hide her drug test results.
Spencer's crime, perceived lack of remorse, and lack of a serious explanation for her actions when captured, inspired the song "I Don't Like Mondays" by The Boomtown Rats, written by Bob Geldof.
I Don't Like Mondays - Boomtown Rats
The silicon chip inside her head
Gets switched to overload
And nobody?s gonna go to school today
She?s gonna make them stay at home
And daddy doesn?t understand it
He always said she was good as gold
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to be show-ow-ow-ow-own?
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
The Telex machine is kept so clean
And it types to a waiting world
And mother feels so shocked
Father?s world is rocked
And their thoughts turn to their own little girl
Sweet 16 ain?t that peachy keen
Now that ain?t so neat to admit defeat
They can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reasons do you need?
Oh Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot
The whole day down, down, down, shoot it all down
And all the playing's stopped in the playground now
She wants to play with the toys a while
And school's out early and soon we'll be learning
And the lesson today is how to die
And then the bullhorn crackles
And the captain tackles
(With the problems of the how's and why's)
And he can see no reasons
'Cos there are no reasons
What reason do you need to die, die?
Oh Oh Oh
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like
I don?t like (Tell me why)
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don?t like
I don?t like (Tell me why)
I don?t like Mondays
Tell me why
I don't like Mondays
I wanna shoo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oot the whole day down
This part is original
Brenda was judged dramatically for obvious reasons. She was a screw up and a murderer. Labeled and shipped, we never gave her a chance. Let's compare her to the infamous Adolf Hitler however. Hitler killed and was remorselessly responsible for over 50 million deaths. However, he can also been seen as a military genius. Where can we find the silver lining on the Brenda?
Judging character is our most advanced talent. We can do it without meeting or even acknowledging the existence of another. We've become by far too good at determining if someone is worth our ever-precious time, when in fact, it was our own judgment who put a value to time. That is why people are idiots. Everything we've put a value to, has no value, such as schooling. Send someone to school and nowhere else and they will learn to write, and they will learn to read. They will learn how to count and how use this knowledge in one large recipe of exploration on any academic topic. Now when someone who can't read, write or count points a gun in their face they will be lost. Where is the value of school when your going to die?
Let's take the single smartest person in our wasted world, and stick them in a desert. Abandon them. Now when I say abandon, I don't mean leave them somewhere away from us. Let's make them the last person on earth. Let's make this person attempt to survive for nothing. How far would he or she get? He or she would have to reinvent science and art. Anyone up for that? School would do shit for him or her and they would die, and their life would be of no more value than all the money and knowledge they had to begin with.
Our sense of measurement far destroyed our sense of right and wrong. Education over money, money over freedom.
If you can see, look.
If you can look, observe.
From the Book of Exhortations
Based on previous input, I'm going to expand a little. What I was trying to say (I guess this is the trouble of thinking out loud) is that with judging people comes undeserved fame. The idea of putting the worlds smartest man at the end of the world, was to get you thinking about what good would being the worlds smartest man? At that point I guess, he would also be the world's biggest man and sexiest man. The point is that we judged him as the worlds smartest man, but he is doomed to fail, and there is someone out there who knows something that he doesn't.
Another thought, If a leader is chosen, because they can do the best job of all people to lead the people, it can be inferred that they are superior to the rest of the people. Superior to all people that will be under them. If the people are inferior, why do they get to choose who runs the country?
I want anyone interested in the topic I'm talking about to go ahead and get the newest Flobot's album. Very political, but it's touching on the views I have. I'll put some lyrics here and bold the important ones.
Flobots say it best. There is a war going on for your mind. It will be won if we fight with tools.
There Is A War Going On For Your Mind/Mayday!!! - Flobots
There's a war going on for your mind
Media mavens mount surgical strikes from trapper keeper collages and online magazine racks
Cover girl cutouts throw up pop-up ads
Infecting victims with silicone shrapnel
Worldwide passenger pigeons deploy paratroopers
Now it's raining pornography
Lovers take shelter
Post-production debutantes pursue you in Nascar chariots
They construct ransom letters from biblical passages and bleed mascara into holy water supplies
There's a war going on for your mind
Industry insiders slang test tube babies to corporate crackheads
They flash logos and blast ghettos
Their embroidered neckties say "stop snitchin'"
Conscious rappers and whistleblowers get stitches made of acupuncture needles and marionette strings
There is a war going on for your mind
Professional wrestlers and vice presidents want you to believe them
The desert sky is their bluescreen
They superimpose explosions
They shout at you
"pay no attention to the men behind the barbed curtain
Nor the craters beneath the draped flags
Those hoods are there for your protection"
And meteors these days are the size of corpses
There's a war going on for your mind
We are the insurgents
We Are Winning - Flobots
Rival gangsters sit down to plan an after-school program
A religious fanatic posts footage of an interfaith service project
A group of teenage boys watches a video of a father playing catch with his son
An adult film star paints thumbnail portraits of elderly couples, fully clothed and smiling
A record executive records a demo of his apology
A policeman makes reverse 911 calls instructing residents to take to the streets
A patriot reports for duty
She's wearing an orange jumpsuit and holding a picket sign
She's ashamed of her birthplace
But retreat is not an option
Women and children
Frontline
Logon
Tune in
Stand and be counted
Wounded
Stationed
In the belly of the vulture
Watch your back
There's no civilians
Women children
Frontline
Listen
Consider this a distant early warning
The fires imminent
Pollution gathering dust particles
Funneling through smokestacks
Airwaves
Bandwidth
Disinformation tube fed
Check the label
Delete the virus
Alert the masses
Butterfly wing crosswinds send black hawks toward hurricane survivors
Roses sprout from empty lots and sidewalk cracks
Pacifist guerrillas move undetected through concrete jungles
New forms are beginning to take shape
Once-occupied minds are activating
People are waking up
The insurgency is alive and well
Rise of the Flobots
Portrait of the new American insurgent
Rattle and shake the foundation of the world order
Assembly line consent
Resist
Refuse
Inform
Create
Direct loved ones to the trenches
Suit up
Forge rubble into fortresses
Plaster
Cloth
Aluminum
Broken porcelain
Rusted platinum
Burn bloodstains from decompressed diamonds
Hammer the battlecry into braille-studded armor
We are building up a new world
Do not sit idly by
Do not remain neutral
Do not rely on this broadcast alone
We are only as strong as our signal
There is a war going on for your mind
If you are thinking you are winning
Resistance is victory
Defeat is impossible
Your weapons are already in hand
Reach within you and find the means by which to gain your freedom
Fight with tools
Your fate and that of everyone you know depends on it
Ok, no tl;dr's here, I want to see what you got out of this.
It says its about character, but all I see is jealousy of supremacy, intelligence and power, among others. Perhaps the author was judged a lot. I want to see some unbiased opinions, I have met the person, therefore I have preconceptions. Feel free to insult the authors mental capacity or stability. Or not.
Lets hear it.
