The Black Forest

Random blaghness...

The Real Led Zeppelin...

I mean "Lead Zeppelin" actually. I'm referring to us as a species. If you look at us from the outside we look like something that will take off and fly and go to uncharted places filled with high adventure! But then you realize we're made of lead and will never get off the ground. I see such great and amazing things from people and society (...and I'm not talking about the movie "Zardoz" however much guilty pleasure I have in watching it...) and such horrific, selfish, ignorant hatred filled with fear I am sickened to the point of losing my California burrito. History has never taught us a damn thing. I'm convinced it's because we don't live long enough. You might argue we live too long, but I think we don't live long enough to really learn from any of our mistakes. By the time we've screwed up enough to straighten ourselves out we're too damn old or dead to do anything about it. Another serious problem is that we learn more by experience than being told. "Watch out little Johnny...the stove is hot!" You warn him, as Johnny listening and nodding his head all the while slowly reaching his hand out to burn himself. He needed to find out for himself. Apparently we all need to find out for ourselves what it's like to kill, maim, destroy, stand by and watch people suffer and starve, and have our world get either blown up in a mushroom cloud or cooked to a crisp with the global BBQ we're engaging in. I'm truly not trying to be negative or a pessimist. I am full of hope and great expectation that someday we will stop fucking around being "Little Johnny" and shed this lead and do what we're supposed to be doing...watching Russ Meyer's flicks, listening to 50's Cuban music, drinking mojitos next to a large body of clean bristling water with beautiful colored birds flying in the air that won't shit on your head on your favorite thrift store H Bar C Western shirt with people you love, sometimes lust and respect.