STRIKE

I really hate to second-hand my information, but sometimes that’s what it comes down to. When I’m racking my brain trying to figure out what to write about each week, and I’ve started to exhaust personal experiences that would be relevant, I have to resort to hitting the search engine. It feels like a cop-out to write about what’s already been written, to just filter other peoples’ research through my vocabulary, but it’s also an exercise in accepting my limitations.… [Read more]

Trash-Talkin’ ’bout The End Times

What do the inevitable demise of capitalism, Mayan calendar interpretations of dubious veracity, and yellow American journalism have in common? They’re all topics I’m quite fascinated by and would love to shoot my mouth off about here at BNV. You can imagine how excited I was when a friend hipped me to a story that’s got all of these elements rolled into one.… [Read more]

The New Oppression

The other day, a walk down the block went awry. While heading to the corner store, I passed a man standing on his front steps 3 or 4 doors down from mine and, trying to be neighborly, I nodded towards him and said “how you doin’?” He responded with an unfriendly glare and a barrage of questions about where I was going, where I’m from and the like.… [Read more]

Slave New World

Leaning back in comfy mechanical beds. Channel-surfing. Gorging on an unlimited supply of free food. Joking around until 4 or 5 in the morning with my friend John in our shared room at a medical research facility, recovering from a mild case of government-induced malaria. This is a highly unlikely scenario any way you slice it, but it’s downright surreal to think that it was under these circumstances that John and I had an epiphany about the harsh realities of globalization, free-market economics and the irreconcilable, inescapable rabbit hole of conflicted interests that it has wrought on the entire human race.… [Read more]

Out of Our (Gun) Control

In the aftermath of the Colorado movie theatre shooting, the gun control debate is in full swing, and it’s been a typically predictable battle of wills. Proponents of the Second Amendment are sticking with the “guns don’t kill people, people kill people” party line, and opponents are insisting that fewer guns would lead to fewer lives lost.… [Read more]

The Blind Leading the Blind?

Perhaps I came off as a tad snarky last week when I declared that the pending presidential election is meaningless and I’d rather watch President Obama and Mitt Romney duke it out in a bare-knuckle boxing match than show up to the voting booth. Perhaps people like me with their rotten attitudes who take their citizenship in a democracy for granted are as much a part of the problem as the corrupted state of our democracy.… [Read more]

Buck Wild Election Year 2012

As hard as it still is for me to believe, I am writer for a news website, and yet I have not written anything about the most pressing political issue in our nation today: the upcoming presidential election. That’s because I have NO INTEREST in it. Up until this morning, I’d barely even read about it aside from a few clips on my Yahoo news feed, which is about as informative as a celebrity gossip tabloid, and even that was more out of a kind of sardonic “hahaha look at these fuggin’ idiots” need for a quick laugh than any desire for information.… [Read more]

James’ America

It’s the morning after the 4th of July, and I’m surveying the wreckage. My back yard is spilling over with the aftermath of an all-day party featuring 20 bands, a root beer keg, plenty of “real” beer too, a kiddie pool located dangerously close to a power line that got knocked down by that vicious storm the other day, and a whole lotta people actin’ ignorant (we tried to get a Chuck E.… [Read more]

Questioning My Sanity, The Final Chapter

Another semester goes by and I ought to be feeling great. I’ve gotten straight A grades and a national honors award that could earn me admission and scholarship to any 4-year program I choose. Teachers and classmates are heaping on the praise, certain that I will make a great therapist. My bosses say I practically am one already, because the clients I’ve been assigned are really enjoying their time with me.… [Read more]

Questioning My Sanity, Part Tres

Halfway done with a 2-year Mental Health certificate program, with another 4 years of undergrad and 3 years of grad school to look forward to after that (if I want to get a “real” career and not have to beg for a couch to crash on ever again), and I’m already burning out. The dull and dry reading and writing assignments, the suspect perspectives being voiced in class discussions, the skewed theories that raise more questions than they answer; this wasn’t what I had signed up for.… [Read more]