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"Drunk Phillosophy"

Forword: this is what happens when a drunk 17 year old tries to phillosophise at 1am

Caution: May contain poor spelling and grammar - im afraid the keyboard is a white blur on a brown blur, which I think is a desk.


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Ok so im drunk and my grammar and spelling are poor but I think it sometimes takes a certain amount of substance to let your real feelings flow - so im writing this in the hope I can read it tomorrow and perhaps have a glimpse at the real drunked me - also feel free to comment or throw abuse at the drunky, meh.

First of all - I dont know if anyone of you have read hte papers lately but some 17 year old girl is marrying her best friends father who is 64 - is anyone else totally repulsed by this - not the fact that theres a 40something year ago gap (I cant do maths drunk) but the fact a bloke would marry (and start a family with) a girl the same age as his daughter. How could a girl ditch her friend for her best mates dad? Its awful. Im going through a similar thing at the moment - a mate of ours has ditched his friends for a girl - a girl he isnt ever "going out" with, just a girl he is "friends" with - wee've all been friends like 6 years and always stuck together and now he's gone gallavanting with some trollop - again on a smaller scale, it is absolutely wrong.

Ok next up is my mind battle between literature and art. They say "a picture can paint 1000 words" - fair enough, I suppose it can. But give me 1000 words and i am sure I can paint a pretty intricate picture with them. You see, anyone can pick up a paintbrush and paint a picture - pictures came before words didnt they? so therefore painting is more primative than literature - and in turn literature is more advanced and thus more expressive than pictures? However a picture shows one thing one way (unless its modern art, which to me is all bo***ks) - but literature can be interpreted in millions of different personal ways which surely makes it more appealing. A film is like a picture, it is one persons take on literature which can often be only interpreted one way - its like literature for the stupid - thus sadly literarute is dying, it's breathing it's laboured last breaths and thriving on the few gulps of air that Tolkien, Orwell and recently Dahl and recently Rowling have poured into it - but even then recent attemps have been squandered by film takes of the books. FILMS KILL THE IMAGINATION - if this carries on we will lose what makes us human, what makes us different from other mamals - our ability to imagine and dream. If we are force fed the pill that tells us what to think then humanity will collapse - and it's happening. It makes me kind of sad seeing as how i want a future as a writer and the audience is shrinking so raipdly and being lost to a post traumatic digital channel-hopping era of stupid obese cretins who have to be told what they should watch. A nation of Rooneys and Wayne and Waynetta Slobs of Harry Enfield fame, if you will.

Again I have become a more bitter hate filled person. I've watched a person who I used to love and care about throw away their life and future to conform to give the impression they are happy when in reality they arent. A person I spent so many hours trying to help, trying to convince them they deserved better and then the minute I turned my back watching them collapse into depressing conformity to embark on a life on unhappiness. It makes me wonder how many people do this- how many people settle for a life of security rather than one that offers what they think they deserve. It's sad - I hope I dont settle for second best in life - I mean, when people are young they are always ambitious but it seems that somewhere between youth and middle age peoples spirits are crushed and the fear of dying alone kicks in. I dont feat death, I fear being forgotten. If I was to die tomorrow the thought that would haunt me the mouth (if I could feel concious thoughts) would be the worry that nobody would remember me. that I would just be some guy who wrote some crappy stories, had a small group of friends, visited the Old Kings Arms on a friday and didnt really acheive anthing much. I want to mean something so someone - it seems like an attention craving ploy but I really do. I dont think anyone is truly significant until they would be missed when they die.

Lately I am seeing human kind as a carbon copy of a copy that is slowly fading generation by generation - I suppose after a species has been around after so many years it's hard to achieve originality but its sad to see this generic protocol engaged by so many. Religion seems somehow unfitting nowadays - crime and neglegence are too rife for any sort of truce to be brought about between the "goodies" and "baddies" in this film - though perhaps thats because I'm seeing it as a film, as one persons interpretation - if it was literature it would be a whole different matter.

Good night.

The trouble with democracy, is that half the voters are below average

Land of the lowest common denominator, i'm not sure what happened first whether people just got stupid or the TV executives started to believe they were but it's a downward spiral now.
I think i started to notice this started properly from my memory with the introduction of Jerry Springer, it's complete lack of dignity spread through this country like a virus, like suddenly it was alright to use violence again and not be ashamed of it and thats the problem, dignity or the lack of it, i know that while that programme was never held up as an ideal, just it existing was saying it's alright to behave like that.
Now you can argue that people can do what they want with their own lives but it doesn't work like that and you know it, we're all intertwined, the neighbours fighting next door, the rat-kids who break into your houses, the morons who get in your face every day, how they act affects us and the only way we can fix things is to not lower ourselves to that lowest common denomiator, it's places like this where you see the good, intelligent and talented side to this country, we can get bogged down in beleiving that everyone else is an idiot and places like this can restore some faith that there are intelligent people out there, i'm sure some of us are here because of the rubbish on tv at the moment, i know this has certainly been my escape from it.
As for the death of culture, to slightly change a quote " The reports of it's death have been greatly exaggerated" reading books, going to art museums, nights out at the opera etc, you can still do all that, the truth is the lower classes(I don't beleive i've just said that) have always shunned these things, it just happens theyre more prevalent in the public eye now, culture's not dead, it's just a minority persuit.

What do you know? I'm older than you.

I wouldn't feel ashamed using the term 'the lower classes', as far as I'm concerned it's just what they are.

I'm not a snob by any means, I've come from a modest working class background just like the majority of people on here. But I value intelligence above anything else, and the only thing worse than being completely stupid, is being intelligent and choosing not to use that gift.

Paradox: wrote:
"FILMS KILL THE IMAGINATION"

No picture ever tells you that there's nothing beyond the horizon. If the blind will become powerful with imagination, then must sight bind us with rules?

Imagination is developed by those that love to lose themselves in what they desire. Those that prefer to be told what they want to desire are fair to do whatever they want. And if films kill your imagination, then so do books.

A pure imagination can be inspired, and not controlled, by what he sees. And perhaps, then, the more rules someone can learn, then the more that person can learn to break.

Films and books do not kill the imagination. They are the escape of the imagination-less, those that do not wish to or cannot develop that skill. The imagination is a tool to lose yourself in what you wish to see, what you believe is beautiful. It's useful also, for crafting the details of books, to lose ourselves in a pre-made world... and imagination is no way to hide ourselves from reality, but to allow ourselves to look beyond it, to improve it. It's a very dangerous weapon, and also probably a rather large cause of war.

I tell you what does kill the imagination though... satisfaction. The apparent knowledge of believing, truly, that all is well and nothing can be improved. Well, maybe.

Who knows? But anyway, film won't kill the imagination, it just often doesn't encourage it. Books, sometimes, are worse.

>>>>>PARADOX WROTE

I've watched a person who I used to love and care about throw away their life and future to conform to give the impression they are happy when in reality they arent. A person I spent so many hours trying to help, trying to convince them they deserved better and then the minute I turned my back watching them collapse into depressing conformity to embark on a life on unhappiness. It makes me wonder how many people do this- how many people settle for a life of security rather than one that offers what they think they deserve. It's sad - I hope I dont settle for second best in life - I mean, when people are young they are always ambitious but it seems that somewhere between youth and middle age peoples spirits are crushed and the fear of dying alone kicks in. I dont feat death, I fear being forgotten. If I was to die tomorrow the thought that would haunt me the mouth (if I could feel concious thoughts) would be the worry that nobody would remember me. that I would just be some guy who wrote some crappy stories, had a small group of friends, visited the Old Kings Arms on a friday and didnt really acheive anthing much. I want to mean something so someone - it seems like an attention craving ploy but I really do. I dont think anyone is truly significant until they would be missed when they die.


Surely this person has made the right choice by them. Are you sure its not due to the fact you think they have made the wrong desision that only bothers you!

Perhaps he can see that they're not happy and just taking the easy way out. Then again, I've had countless people say that over a lot of my decisions, only to later admit that they had it all wrong and that they could see what I was doing now.

Anysway, everything Grix and Miklar said.

Basically, you can't judge people by your standards and then take the morale high ground. The only way to take the moral high ground is to understand how things are, and try to improve things from there.


I know loads of people I can't relate to, with their label consuming, mainstream TV watching (reality TV and soaps and the like) in so many ways, so I communicate on what we've got, so we all live happily.... so I try. :-)


Paradox, this whole security issue, wasn't that your whole reason for choosing jounalism over creative writing? I know that people made it quite clear that making a career out of creative writing was a slim shot, but that shouldn't've made a real difference.
You know, following your heart before a certain chance of career and whatnot.

Personally I say screw them both and take Philsosphy, at Nottingham University. :-)

But hey, I'm just some guy from another place who's seen one or two things you've written on the internet.
What do I know? :-)

ßora† §agdiyeV wrote:

> I'm not a snob by any means, I've come from a modest working class
> background just like the majority of people on here. But I value
> intelligence above anything else, and the only thing worse than being
> completely stupid, is being intelligent and choosing not to use that
> gift.

A truly intelligent person is someone who uses their intelligence to work out that life is for enjoying. And whatever they enjoy they should enjoy... it has nothing to do with wealth or social status.

Strafio wrote:

> Paradox, this whole security issue, wasn't that your whole reason for
> choosing jounalism over creative writing? I know that people made it
> quite clear that making a career out of creative writing was a slim
> shot, but that shouldn't've made a real difference.
> You know, following your heart before a certain chance of career and
> whatnot.
>
> Personally I say screw them both and take Philsosphy, at Nottingham
> University. :-)

It was a gradual realisation process which you and a few others brought to light. Creative writing isnt a career, its a hobby - journalism is a career and even if I didnt get into that field of work a journalism degree is more valid than a creative writing one. I admit that partly it is security, yes - I dont want to 'waste' three years (admittedly doing a course I'd enjoy) only to have no viable career at the end of it. However if I did a creative writing course they'd tell me how to write and I feel that would be somehow limiting - I am going to continue writing and hopefully will be able to shift into full time creativing writing later in life - like Orwell did. Then again maybe I'll becom one of those tabloid-penning celebrity-gossiping hacks that I despise so much. But then I'd probably be fired for using big words like "Mammaries" instead of "jugs" in relation to page 3.

As for phillosophy I think it is something I would probably enjoy but I've got no real basis to judge whether I'd be good at it or not. Anyone can phillosophise - it's the interpretations of phillosophy that matter.

Creative writing is indeed not a full time career... it is a hobby with potential.

I do journalistic work now and so I'm aiming to have the job I'd enjoy, teaching. And I'll continue to write and publish my own stories.