Fear...

Did you ever see the movie "Defending your Life"? It's a movie by Albert Brooks. By the way, Albert Brooks real name is Albert Einstein. He changed it for reasons I don't really understand. Of course I changed my name for this website, but the reason is patently obvious.

In the movie, Defending Your Life, the premise is that when you die you go to a terminal zone. Your life is reviewed by a couple of judges. You have a lawyer defending your side of the story, and there is a prosecutor taking the opposing side. The point of the movie is that most people spend their lives half-living, because of Fear. Fear isn't always overwhelming, sometime it just keeps a person from making the right decision at various pivotal points in their life. Albert Brooks is wonderful. This is my favorite movie by Albert Brooks.
Why do I like it?

Because the movie premise hits the nail squarely on its head. Fear is what keeps people leading lives of 'quiet desperation', nothing more nothing less.

Caveat: I'm talking about people living in 'first world' countries, not third-world countries where finding something to eat is a 2-3 day project. People whose karma popped them out into a poor, repressed country have entirely different issues than citizens of the USA, Canada, Australia, etc. By the way, I refuse to call 'third-world' countries 'developing nations' cause that's a liberal spin on reality.

There's a lot of people who think their 'problem' isn't fear but procrastination. But the truth is procrastination is actually just a form of fear, as are arrogance and shyness. They are all different sides of the fear coin. Starting a business without doing proper feasability studies, etc. is also an indication that the 'entrepreneur' is afraid that if she doesn't start the business now, she'll never do it. Fear. The worst emotion you can experience — if it immobilizes you or pushes you to acts of recklessness.

Well, enough of that. I'm going to bed as I like to get up at 4am these days, it's so peaceful in the early morning hours.

Have a good night!

Boredom, Ennui, Fourth of July

What a hot, humid, nothing to do day! The fireworks were two nights ago, in this middle Georgia area. Why they would have fireworks on the 2nd rather than the 4th is beyond my ken. And today I head over to the gym only to discover that it is CLOSED for the holiday! She-eeeee-t! and poopie caa caa. Then I go over to the movie-plex only to discover that none of the good movies are starting until 2pm, and now of course I've missed that deadline too. AAAAAARGH!!!!!

So I worked on my websites and my security studies while 1/4-listening to some stupid angelina 'big fat lips' jolie vehicle, called "Beyond Borders". It's got one of those really asinine 'romances' going on underneath it all which is by 'hollywood-formula'. Angelina ends up with a baby out of weblock, marries a decent english guy who is not the 'baby's daddy' as 'they' say in today's vernacular (or what I call 'using that kind of language will get you a job where you'll spend your time saying 'and would you like fries with that?'). So she hears that her former lover (da baby's daddy) is somewhere in some far off slavic country where the people spend their time raping, pillaging and generally genociding themselves (and I say 'go for it' the more rapacious, stupid murderous types who are dead, the better). So what does she do? She goes off to find this guy, finds him, tells him 'it's you baby, it's always been you, all these years'. So what does that say about her marriage covenant? Hmmm. Well, now I understand! angelina jolie is a slut anyway, and so that's why she's with brad 'vaccuous' blondie boy. He's a slut too! Apparently they belong together after all. Well I don't really feel sorry for Jennifer Aniston, she isn't much better. Doesn't even speak to her mom. What does that say about her?

Yeah, I know. I watch too much tv, but I am a writer and I 'claim' I need the background noise. I don't always have a movie on, sometimes I have one of those radio stations on the tv, err, on. The Jazz station, usually, but sometimes I play a foreign radio station on my computer through shoutcast.com. I favor african stations or late-night Parisien stations.

Well I have a schedule to keep, which means I must go back to studying my hacking books. ttyl, Tante