The Lack of a Human Moment

Why are we so afraid of human contact? Why is it we can not longer connect?

People seem afraid of real interaction, and conversation….

This really makes me sad… Everyday I get IMs or e-mails and all they say is, “Hey wanna chat?” No one would walk up to a stranger and really say this…

I always reply the same way, “About what?”

It seems like a logical question. Most of the time they say it is up to me. Well I was not the one to approach them. Why should I choose the topic? We would not expect this of a stranger in real life.

On myspace I always tell people to read my profile… I actually have a pretty detailed one. I actually took he time to fill everything out just to see how many people really read it. So when they say, “What are you into?” I easily reply with, “Well it is all in the profile, what else do you want to know?”

This is where they get really annoyed… the say something like: “I guess you do not want to talk.”

The thing is I love to talk to strangers… but I want to have a conversation… I feel with the bases squared away in my profile that should be like a warm lead into a conversation with me. If ya see something you like bring it up… We can talk about that, and expand from there next thing you know OMG we had a real conversation with give and take….

How hard was that… do not just say, “I like to party.” and expect me to carry it from there. The benefit of the internet is we can “meet” people from all over the world…

We can share ideas, learn form others and broaden our horizons… but people make it even more impersonal than it already is…

In my comments telling people to read my profile and such like that, I am not trying to be offensive… I just want you to have a basic idea of an idea for a conversation before contacting me for the first time ever….

Can’t we connect? Can’t we have real moments? Must we keep it to pleasantries?

Do you need salt, pepper, or ketchup? Debit or credit? Cream and sugar?

That’s it? Really? How about how are you doing today? (and really mean it)

Sigh… I ask to much I guess…

A Link To me on Myspace

The Hold Slip…

This is a kind of sad thing I have found on the found blog today…

Made me want to go hug a random person… But I do not think I will do that…

Even more pathetic… reminds me just how lonely I feel at the moment…

Speak Out

First they came for the Jews

and I did not speak out-

because I was not a Jew.

Then they came for the Communists

and I did not speak out-

because I was not a communist.

Then they came for the trade unionist

and I did not speak out-

Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for me-

and there was no one left

to speak out for me.

-Pastor Niemoeller (victim of the Nazis)

I found this while reading a book by Hunter S. Thompson.

At this point of the book he was talking about some of the events and people involved with 9-11. Over all allot of Hunter’s words have left me thinking, and I find great incite into the world, life and this country just based on what he says. It is not just the words he says, but how he says them, and the exact order he puts them. I also love that he writes much like I am sure he spoke. I have never met him so I can not be sure on that but it feels that way.

This poem (?)… out cry (?)… this thought…

well it says so much in just 4 simple sentences. This moves me in a way I can not even put into words. I have read it before… Many times…. in fact I went o school whit a Jewish girl who once red this to the class while we studied WWII.

Perhaps the memory of her, and her pain and passion is one reason this moves me… But I am sure  it is more than that… Just writing this post thinking of that is almost moving me to tears…

Now in this book, Hunter has given these words an even deeper meaning.

I am not going to sit here and explain what this means to me… or for that matter why Thompson put it in his book at that place… That would be a waste of words…

Speak out. Mahalo.