A great teacher once told me to write for the trash can and suprise yourself now and then. It is preferable to writing for the Pulitzers and falling short every time. Today, I write for the trash can. This isn’t because what I write inspires no confidence in me; it is because what I write can, under no circumstances be construed as anything but organic.
Now, take notice, that I have completed one full paragraph without really saying anything at all. If you were reading my journal, in fact, you would immediately notice that this marks the end of the first page.
Now what, if anything, does this have to do with my opinion, political views, or creed? One could say that it is nothing but an excersize in gum-flappery or even penmanship (as I originally wrote this out longhand).
No, this is an example of how the Obama administration can speak to us, day after day for five years and manage not refrain from saying anything at all.
Smooth words, clever catch phrases, inspiring rhetoric; they are all ways to dazzle those who are seeking, or at least receptive to, the pageantry of bullshittery. It is the opiate of the masses, and the drug dealer who deals it is the most dangerous man/organization on earth.
Another great teacher of mine once told me to never be “wow oriented”. In other words, do not be taken in by fantastic nothingness, and concentrate on substance. A fireworkds display at a concert may be visually stunning, but how was the music? A flashy paint job and spinning rims on a Geo Metro doesn’t make it anything but a Geo Metro.
You can put a Cindy Crawford mask on Rosie O’Donnell, but when the mask comes off, unfortunately, you will find the face of Rosie O’Donnell.
Be wary of those who speak much but say nothing. They are wolves in sheep’s clothing.