What do they call these things, avatars? Yeah, that's what they are. Wonderful things aren't they, little pictures that represent who we are. These things usually come with some sort of name attached to them that is supposed to identify us to others.
My avatar, the one that i use has just about always been a picture of myself. I'm under the impression that by using my own face that i am able to keep bugs and viruses away from my computer. of course, it could be that I'm using linux at the moment rather than windows. The name i most often go by is beej or beej mcl. The reason comes from my name Brian is represted by the b while my middle name is John, there's the j. putting those two together gives us beej and that mcl, comes from having the Irish last name of McLaughlin.
So, where am i going with this. The title ought to give a hint as to where and what this write is all about, but hang on for a second.
Back to the avatars and names. How many of us on the internet (no need to raise our hands) actually represent who we are and what we are about with our avatars and screen names? after all, the internet is a place where we can be whoever we want to be as long as we don't have to physically answer to anyone we come into contact with while we are here. We can meek and mild if we want, (how often do you see that) or the meanest SOB in the valley.(I don't need to repeat that question, do I) The point is that here on the internet a person can enjoy a certain amount of anonymity. That's a good thing, right? Or maybe not.
Here's a little three liner for you.
Where ever has gone our civility
Often ready to fight and seldom polite
We have only to blame anonymity
Well, there we have it, that's where this was going. That problem that we have here on the internet known to and experienced by many called a lack of civility toward one another. And there is the
cause of it right before our faces, anonymity. Anonymity has given us a license to be rude, crude and down right mean to each other if we please. As long as no-one knows who I am, I can say anything I want to them without worrying about any repercussions. Using the words of SNL's Church Lady, "Isn't that special".
What can be done about this is very little when we see others abusing their anonymity, but if we want to make a change, we have to start with ourselves. None of us are perfect and there are buttons that get pushed that often set us off, but if we can act in a civil manner during these times, a little bit of that civility might just rub off on another. This world and it's problem with intolerance and it's lack of civility toward one another can be healed, one person at a time.
Please help eliminate this problem, let it be your turn for the healing today.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
“God bless the child who's got his own”. Most people think wow I remember that song, Blood Sweat and Tears, right? Well, yeah but long before that Billie Holiday. That's not what matters though, what matters is the child and how he gets his own.
A child who's been given every little bit
will often treat his toys as he doesn't give a shit.
He believes he is entitled as he's been given all he's had
and then we wonder why within ourselves he often acts so bad.
Strange little problem we have with those who have been born into money and fame. It's really not their fault though these children were born into a society that believes they are the privileged few. They've been treated from day one that they are better than those other people. They've been given a head start in life because of their parents money and really don't have their own. These kids haven't made their own place in this world, they've been thrust into the place of another’s making. This whole scenario becomes a huge problem when it gets to the point where children born to privilege show that they have no care what-so-ever who they hurt along the way while extending that which their parents have birthed them to.
Now on the other hand, there are the children born to what we might consider the norm. Brought up in families where the parents could not provide their every little whim and wish. Brought up in a situation where they learned to respect the dollar because it had to be worked for. These “children of the norm” grew up realizing that the work for what they get had to be done by themselves and that along the way, they had to consider that others in this world were in the same boat that they were. Generally they learned that we are all in this together and we somehow have to see others with the same respect we wish to have. They've had no head start. It's not their parents money and place in society that they have.
They've got their own.