Me Tarzan

I have been disturbed and now, I must speak about it. Thirty-three years on Planet MeglaZoid and though many things have changed over the years, one truth remains absolute: People with power have no higher cognitive abilities. This is apparent when dealing with Marketing Managers and politicians; for the sake of this post however, we will focus on Marketing Managers. Seriously though, for the politician, you see it evident when policies and processes are put in place that seem to have no connect with their target audience; when taxi drivers have a better grasp on what should be done infrastructurally. For the Marketing Manager, it becomes evident when they not only show no true grasp on how to make money for the brand they represent but they also fail to connect with the people they claim to serve. To be fair though, it’s not just the marketing manager’s fault but also the entire marketing team that needs to be drawn and quartered. I thought your job was to make money for the Br...

The older you get the more cognizant you are of the demons of others. Which (of course) is exceedingly difficult when you have a messiah complex or when you think you know of One. I don't believe in (trust/follow/subscribe to the revering of) the demons; I think they're all bastards. But I don't deny they're there. Friendship, I have found, is a great elixir in the combat of demons but -as I said at the beginning- every body has their assigned brood to destroy. And I've noticed that darkness is adept at waiting it out. This is why you'd find that after you've comforted someone; after you've pried the cold hands of the dark off theirs; after all this... Yours still waits in the shower for you.  In Christianity, when dealing with actual demons, the Christ explained that once cast out, a demon goes through arid places looking for rest and if it doesn't, it finds seven demons stronger than itself and returns to ...

Go ahead, ask me why I'm not voting. Ask me why I would give up my constitutional right to choose the 'lesser of two evils. Ask me if I am aware of the importance of Democracy and why I NEED to take part in this, another ‘Mother of Elections’. Speak to me all the things I've thought about or believed in and I'll tell you two words: Space Program. I have a belief system that says: Leaders are meant to provide a framework for an actual future instead of merely pandering to the public's present. This fabulous secret was revealed to me, not as I held aloft my magic sword but as I listened to ads about pipe-borne water, community centers and of course, housing developments. It dawned on me that any government bent on taking their citizenry to a First World/Self Sufficient/Scientifically and Spiritually sound future must have a vision or else a working hypothesis of where they want the nation to be. This vision/hypothesis may be consid...

Give Some (after) Credit It was the early 2000s. Matrix Revolutions had just ended and almost everyone was rushing out of the cinema. There were a handful of us who lingered a smidge before leaving; I for one stayed for the music (I would later buy the soundtrack). Of course, most didn't see the need to stick around; the bathroom was an ample enough reason to exit stage right. Besides, what value was there in reading who "key grip one" was? Nobody likes end credits. Then came the resurgence of superhero films. Iron Man made some regret leaving the film at credit roll, for others it was a rewarding experience and a glimpse of what Marvel Studios had planned for years to come. Now movie goers know better than to walk out of a film before the full credits roll out. Well most. There are still people who must be reminded, "Oye, this is a Marvel film", as they rush out the cinema. These people are a peeve of mine quite like the people who douse their Subway artisanal ...

And then the Election Date was called [which brought about groaning and gnashing of teeth] and with it, of course, the loyal... nay, BLIND supporters in their varied forms. To say this worries me is an understatement. For the next three months (till September 07th), you may be inundated with a menagerie of messages, so i thought... why not share SEVEN  tiny points to guide you along your way this Silly Season. 1 . As luck would have it, people OUTSIDE of YOUR religion cares about your party. I know! Shocking right?! There are ACTUAL devout Hindus, Muslims and Christians praying for the good of your fearless leader. So take it down. 2. Undecided? Ask the prospective candidates a question that is important to YOU. It may not be important to them (and the trolls will come out eh) but ask. For example, " Where do you stand on about conservation?" Depending on how they handle it [chuckle, wave, scratch head or write on their Facebook wall, "thanks for that importan...

There are certain words and phrases that never gets old; "I love you" is one such word, "Your cheque's ready" is another such word. Words like, "If elected i promise..."... Not so much. Elections have become a nuisance to my soul and a pestilence to my ears. Unfortunately, elections are akin to a year long Christmas to most; I find that disturbing. Gifts, gifts for all! Improvements everywhere! The things that you should have been given for four years, you receive on the fifth. It's like how earth creatures think that poor people only eat at Christmas. Take apples! Stuff your face with grapes! Eat, eeeeeeat! This is how I view elections and all the gift giving that follows. Mind you, these things that the populace continues to get excited about are considered basic amenities. This means it's not parade worthy to get what you're supposed to be getting already. You're SUPPOSED to have adequate housing. You're SUPPOSED to have more ...

Okay, so one time (in band camp?) I experienced something beautiful... No bill worries. I mean, EVERYTHING was in order. Heck, if I got up one morning with the random urge for cupcakes... So be it. All was financially sound, money back in the bank et al. ... Walking back from the bakery one morning though, I started feeling off. Something... Was off. Then I realized what it was: I was at peace. I hadn't been at peace for so long that when I found myself IN IT, my mind got worried. What's up with this good thing? ... For a little over a year, I had a plumbing problem; the main valve inside the apartment was leaking. Drip. Drip. Drip. We devised a catchment device to catch all the water but still, we were slaves to it. Sleep was not sound; couldn't go out for any real length of time without worrying about leaking/flooding. Now I found a plumber, but as a freelancer who wasn't working regularly, monies went to other things of note (mortgage etc). Long story short, yest...