Has the internet gone too far, or is it just getting started? I venture to ask this question as I’ve seen a growing rate of internet fopaux’s circling the world wide web in the recent years. The downfall occurred right around 2010, I noticed that social media was becoming more and more geared to driving this country apart and pointing out our differences rather than our similarities. I’ve always felt like this was a turn for the worst as we started attacking people for scrupulous reasons, like a white knight in a suit of rusty armor, that’s not as shiny as we thought. The so-called “PC movement” has embarked a pitchfork yielding witch-hunt of dire proportions, while constantly pointing out everyone else’s flaws hoping that no one will see our own. Since 2010 it appears that everyone has chinks in their armor, but try to fill those gaps of self-loathing by constantly gazing to find the error in others, and this cycle of demoralizing people around you has caused an epidemic of self entitlement and an “I’m holier than thou” type mentality that is crippling this country. The internet plays a major role in this perpetual downfall of society, specifically social media, as it has given a vessel for people to express their opinions on a wide range of topics with little to no research or knowledge on said subject. What happened to the good ol’days when the only time you had to worry about the crazy idiot spewing nonsense was located at your local watering hole, and everyone knew “Ah, that’s just Willy, he’s crazy.” It was a simpler time when you could keep an eye on the village idiot, just feed him drinks until he either passed out and you got him a cab, or he crashed his car on the way home. Twitter and more specifically Facebook has been a launching ground for proprietary idiom’s with moronic tones and a subconscious racial foundation for opinions to be laid upon, thus perpetuating the differences that separate us and make us unique. I feel that being an individual is not accepted in most cultures anymore and we need to either fall in line or get out of the way, because there is a change coming and if we don’t recognize now how we’ve been getting programmed for the past half decade, well, we might as well just stay tuned in to our regular scheduled program of Social Media. The internet sparks much controversy as it should, I mean it’s literally a living, breathing organism that’s man made, often tried to be controlled by the gatekeepers, but as stories and lore would tell us, eventually the created becomes too big for the creators, leading to a shift in power over that control. The world wide web is much like the Declaration of Independence, in that the founders never had the foresight to see how enormous of a monster they were creating, they simply did what they thought was best for the country at the time, not fulling grasping the idea of what might be. We have no way of knowing what the future holds, but I’ll tell you this, Social Media and the Internet will play a major part in the years to come, I’ll be sure to keep an eye out for you on our life away from our lives.
In this episode we discuss Ellen Degeneras and her Tweet with the fastest man in the world. We move onto the ITT tech closing and how that effects the students mentally and financially. I dig into a local story of a crazy ex girlfriend, because here in Florida there is no shortage of that! Finally we end with Brock Turner, America’s bad boy swimmer (Who would of thought someone would use the words Bad Boy, to describe a swimmer) who was released from prison recently, after a laughable 3 month stint.
Tonight we embark on a wonderful journey to the Burg of St. Pete, where I will entice with laughter and rule like a Tyrant. Starting out at Coconuts Comedy Club slinging jokes, then we’ll relocate to Sly Bar to grill up some more bars. If you’re in the area, be sure to come out for a great night of laughs on this dreary Tuesday. I’ll add photos And possible video to capture this epic night of laughs, subscribe to avoid the hype of people saying”I subscribed before it was cool.” Thanks for reading and remember, “Tragedy without Comedy, is a Travesty”.
In this longer than normal episode we “Run it back” to July 4th and the hardships of being sober, and driving home in Jacksonville after a BBQ. We then drop bars about Drillary Clinton’s “Thug Life” and how she should have a mix tape coming out. We then take a Taxi to Boston to deal with and discuss one “Cabbies” misfortune, and try to understand a father who left his baby in the car. I then run the “Power-I” offense on The University of Tennessee and delve into their “Clean” student-athletes. Finally we end with a joyous discussion about TSA Agents and how they’re just “people” too!
Food, it makes the world go round, and sometimes people. Growing up with a love/hate relationship towards delicacies such as, hamburger helper and Stouffer’s lasagna, can drive a man to appreciate the finer things in life. Food has always weighed heavy on me, literally, from the Kings of Burger to the Mac’s of Big, I’ve always had a definitive love for fast food. This kinship of such developed at a young age, as me and my family tended to eat out a lot. We’d go out almost every weekend to restaurants varying from buffets like Golden Corral, to the more decadent and always fancy Outback (they bake their own croutons for crying out loud). In a world that’s constantly evolving and progressing, one thing stays true, that fast food is here to stay also. They contribute to the overwhelming population that craves those salty frozen beef patties and the golden fries that appear to be covered in crack rocks disguised as salt. I’ve developed sort of an addiction to fast food and that has lead to me being the biggest I’ve ever been and it’s off-putting, but seems to be a quick and convenient fix to satisfy the dopamine levels in my brain. It’s like a constant battle of destroying serotonin in my blood, it’s like I love torturing myself at night with not getting a good nights sleep. These problems seem to arise, but for some reason I seem not to care, because that delicious processed frozen food that I know is literally killing me as I eat it, has taken control over my sense of rationality. With all the advancement in modern science, you’d think people wouldn’t keep subjecting themselves to these atrocities called “Fast Food”, but we seem to throw caution to the McGriddle and keep consuming these disease causing little biscuits of joy. I’m trying to learn to deal with my love for fast food, but It’s an uphill battle, and as history shows us, fat people don’t do hills well. Stay hungry my friends.
In this episode we talk about Orlando’s bad week and how the south remains classy about their flag decisions. I also tread water with dinosaurs a.k.a alligators, while maintaining my posture on Social Media and how it’s ruining lives (seems to be a reoccurring theme, hmm). I throw my banana in the ring about the whole Harambe story and try to figure out why his life was taken, so close to being able to get some of that gorilla good good. #GorillaLivesMatter
In this Episode we discuss how Instagram saves lives. We fumble on some NFL action and throw some shade on Tennessee. Discuss the love of Jungle Book and then end with a rant about going to the movies.
In this episode we discuss Governor Scott and his “Iced” Latte from Starbucks. I also discuss the Birdie Sanders incident and cover why Hillary is probably going to win. I also talk about the news out in LA (where I want to move) and finally end with a brief History lesson.
In this episode we discuss my need for better equipment and better material. I also thrive in the world of politics, which I know little about, but feel the need express my dimwitted opinion. We take a turn for some Hulk Hogan action BROTHER! Talk about the untimely deaths of Rob Ford and Phife Dawg, while mixing in a little taste of Social Justice Warriors.
It’s been several years now, that I really haven’t felt ALIVE! I’m not sure if it’s the getting older, or the getting responsible, but I feel that I’ve been indifferent about the whole thing. Day to day it seems as if I’m just floating by or passing on the opportunities that lie ahead by playing it safe or just not caring really. It’s almost like I’m in a dream world or an aggregated state of emotions that seem to fester beneath the surface with no way or really, no want to let them out. It’s hard to believe that, but most of my days are filled with mundane regularities that seem to pass the time rather than challenge me or get me excited. I’ve been doing comedy for about a year now and though I’ve noticed some improvement, the drive seems to fade in and out like an old memory. I love comedy and really enjoy making people laugh but sometimes the desire to do the leg work, like sitting down and writing makes me question why I’m doing this. I have this high dose of laziness that seems to hover over me like a shadow that casts doubt on me not being good enough to achieve what I want, while also providing me with no motivation to accomplish what I “think” I want. It’s a constant back and forth battle, “Am I good enough?”, “Do I want to improve?”, “Should I just give up?”, then bouncing to the “I am good!”, “I’m going to get better!”, “I’m not giving up until…” That is when I fall back unto the negatives, I don’t know what my goal is, I guess to make a living, but I don’t want the money, I mean I enjoy spending it, but the constant struggle of working just to get it, only having you fall behind on bills to achieve something more of something that you don’t even know what it is that you want from life. I know this doesn’t make much sense, but it’s the constant battle of being Lost and Found then finding some love for something, but not knowing what you want out of that love and it’s a tussle; a war of sorts that causes you to breakdown to the point where you can only get back up, but not knowing if you even want to stand-up again. The feeling of letting others down trumps your own devices, but feeling that it might be better if you stop doing what you enjoy and that’s creating enjoyment for others. The thought of possibly creating a less enjoyable time for people will keep you racking your own brain that it seems distilled to the point of you constantly coming back to this point inside your own head like it’s a NASCAR race with infinite laps. I’m still not sure what the point of this is, I guess just a creative outlet to let out some of my inner thoughts. I don’t know what I want from life, but I do know that I want people to be happy and that’s the main ideal that I justify to myself for getting on stage and trying to entertain people. Entertaining people has always come natural to me, but it’s hard to now have work at this ability to make a living because that damn dark cloud won’t stop making me lazy. I know, I know if you want something you have to work, but what do you do if your brain only allows you to work some of the time and the other time it’s lost thinking about unsettled resolutions from your past; or things that you want to get done in the future, but you yourself knowing you’ll never get it done? I guess it’s lack of drive, or self-discipline, but how does one seek the help if they’re scared of the results, of either it being a chemical makeup issue or just pure and utter laziness? I know I’m good at making people laugh, I guess the ultimate question is, Am I good enough to make the whole world laugh? We’ll find out in due time I suppose if I get off my ass and do something about it. Ok, I’ve bitched enough It’s time to get things done, at least for right now, I’m sure in an hour or two I’ll be distracted with my own inner turmoil that I’m “Wasting my time” or “I should give up” but either way It will be fun. If you actually read this far you’re probably my mom in which I LOVE YOU MOM! and if you’re not my mom, thanks for supporting me thus far, or thinking I’m bat shit crazy!