Remember back in the seventies when everyone had Saturday night fever? I wasn’t there but I do recall my elders telling me about the wave of pot smoking, retro/hippies, who rolled around on roller blades tripping off of ACID while listening to really bad disco music. Don’t even get me started on their choice of attire: Short shorts, flower print and polyester. Hideous isn’t it? But that was the norm, it was what was happening, and it’s because media pushed that image. Now lets jump back to the present year: 2002.

We live by the remote we die by the remote. If we aren’t watching the tube, we’re flipping through a magazine, passing by billboards or lis

Then there are our parents who push us through college, spending thousands of dollars so we can get an education, learn a craft, then work a seriously depressing life away, end up resenting them for it-- and all for the soul purpose of making money to buy things we DON’T NEED. To have stuff, to feel important, to own things that fill in that gap we all have from being insecure and shallow. Life is so much more than that.

History keeps repeating itself, over and over again. When will the world learn? My suspicion, that I do dread to say, is that this type of behavior makes some people happy. They don’t mind wasting their life away in front of a TV, watching instead of doing. Reacting instead of inflicting. Laughing at a machine instead of spending time with their family. Sure, we wake up each day with an intention to accomplish something, but we seldom do. Let’s this time instead of intending, we accomplish. We get up off the couch, turn off that damn TV, come down from cloud nine, and make a difference. Start doing things for the right reasons. Get a job we actually like. Buy the things

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