I came across this photograph that proves once and for all that life from other planets does exist and they are *not* friendly.
A child from the Ozarks is now being declared a genius because he drew a picture of the attack last summer at a day camp which has now gone from being placed on the fridge to being on display at the SETI Institute*. When asked about the picture, he said he had it from ancient memories that are now coming back to him that the orange space craft is made out of cheese (how did he know it was orange?!). The child then went into a zen like trance and asked his parents for an Xbox, which he promptly received, along with several new age book deals**.
The parents of the young boy told AG that for the past year he has shown a strong preference for Sci-Fi video games and has seen the Star Wars Trilogy 9 times.
“We always thought there was something extraordinary about him when he began to chant ‘ET phone home’. I mean how did he know that? ET stands for Extra Terrace… or something like that and the film came out WAY before he was born. Genius. Who’da thunk??” said the mother of little Michael. She then continued to tell us, “Given enough time, he can point to Egypt on a map… and not the flat kind that goes on the wall, the globy thing with all the lines.”
Little Michael who’s 19 years old is an honor student at his elementary school in the Ozarks. Although he remains illiterate, he’s able to add and subtract, which puts him well above the mark of his classmates.
The photographer of the invasion could not be reached for an interview but did say, “It was really crazy weird! I’ve no idea how the rest of the city didn’t see it as well!”
*It has not been confirmed that it was put on display at the SETI institute
**Ben’s guess at what happened after the child was questioned about the drawing
***Actually my Monday night show was on and I didn’t feel like talking to myself.
The Birth of a Tabloid
Someone mentioned today that they read an article about the lack of original content on blog sites. Personally I know that the art of writing something interesting and thought provoking has gone down hill ever since the big internet bang (no- it’s not a porn site… or at least I’m not referencing one).
Creative energy has been sucked dry as the Idiocracy cast mates have made their way across the www where they gloss over articles that required brain power, opinion and actual time spent sharing life observations. Instead they respond and hit upon any churned out UFO video or some odd child who was on a random website claiming to have been from Mars. It baffles me. It shouldn’t, but it does.
Could it be that I’ve been a presence on the web for too long? Finding myself sitting back while watching the de-evolution of the participates on the web? Viewing such sites as MySpace pop up and intelligence drop down?
I have to admit it’s been discouraging to put internal talent to font when you feel no one really cares about quality. At times it feels they merely care about “Oh shiny pretty pictures” or “Regardless of the poster being obviously sarcastic I’m going to come across as a know it all and scoff at them because I think they’re being serious and they must be reprimanded.”
I’ve been trying to find my inspiration to keep going. It’s not that I feel I truly have something wonderful to say about random topics, rather it’s because I love to write and I enjoy having an audience of people who could possibly relate to what I’m trying to say, or perhaps add to it by sharing their own ideas.
Take this site for instance. Life has been so overwhelming and although I haven’t had anything to decent to contribute in some time- I see posts that were excerpts from other places crash the site with readers while decent original articles that come from a couple of the staff writers go unnoticed. I sit back quietly and scratch my head. At first I thought it was a dandruff problem so I went out and purchased the new Head and Shoulders line, but the scratching continued as I have observed from afar.
Perhaps creative compromise tends to happen when Reddit and Digg take over the blogosphere and chokes the creative juices out of people when the attention is focused on the tabloid pieces.
The other writers here have been pretty solid, however for myself, I felt the need to write this and voice my opinion because I’ve been watching myself shrink. Small original sites are disappearing to make way for “profiles” and “blogs”. I’ve made the compromises and transitioned. I have to admit it’s been difficult finding my footing. From writer to blogger it’s been difficult keeping up to speed with the short attention span of viewers.
It’s like the Ma and Pa shops being shoved out the way for another Costco or Walmart. How do you keep up and still give something to be proud of?
Why do I continue to write? I guess that would be asking a swimmer why they love to swim or a pianist why they love to play music. “It’s just because it’s who I am.”
