Side Note:

Side Note:
For those who haven't figured it out, or haven't been here: The titles of most of the blogs here are song lyrics. If you google them, it should take you to the song and the song is good to listen to before, during, or after reading to help set the tone of the blog. I find music to be very cohesive with reading and writing.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

If We're Adding To The Noise, Turn Off This Song...

Technology, loose morals and the constant need for the next best thing is erasing childhood memories faster than ever.
When I was a kid, I remember watching shows on Nick at Nite that my parents had watched. (I Love Lucy, Bewitched, The Andy Griffith Show.) Of course there were newer shows too, but those classics were on nightly and it was something that bonded our generations. Wholesome television my parents didn't mind us all watching together and nothing they worried about me watching.
My childhood was also filled with cartoons like Care Bears, Strawberry Shortcake, David the Gnome and The Lil' Bits. A healthy mix of Nick Jr. and Disney. (Back in the days when my parents had to pay extra for Disney for me.) And after school? Lamb Chop's Play Along and Full House.
However, when I was singing The Song That Never Ends randomly a while back, a kid asked me where that song came from. They knew it, but were too young to have seen Lamb Chop. It hit me. The younger generations don't know Lamb Chop. The next ones won't even know the songs. A small part of my childhood innocence was crushed with this knowledge.
Care Bears and My Little Pony Tales have been remade into moronic loud brash cartoons without the original themes of caring for others and generosity and honesty. Now they're just like the rest of the garbage Cartoon Network cranks out on whims. Even Cartoon Network used to have some shows of quality. Now its all the Adventure Time nonsense that I don't even intend to allow my children to watch! Some of it is massively inappropriate for children to be watching. I don't like it.
 I'm realizing all the time that I'm going to be that parent who no one wants to go to their house to sleepover because my kids won't be allowed to watch the crap that people think is alright to show their kids now. It just won't happen.
I can remember the first time I heard the word "crap" in a cartoon on Nickelodeon. Helda said it on Hey Arnold, and I was so shocked by it and then I realized if my parents new that a cartoon said crap I'd never be allowed to watch it again.
Nowadays I hear the words crap, fricken, etc in cartoons or ass and bitch thrown around freely on sitcoms that come on all hours of the day and night that I fear what it will be like by the time I have children.
It may be a wise investment to keep buying my Disney DVDs and seasons of the shows I watched as a kid. I have a feeling thats what my kids will be watching. Not Hannah Montana and ICarly.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

I Believe Love Is The Answer, I Believe Love Will Find A Way...

I am a firm believer in optimism.
What I mean by that, is that I have often felt that even when you are in the worst of situations and everything seems to be falling apart, you can always find a positive. I make myself remember that someone somewhere is going through much worse. I remind myself of anything remotely good thats been brought about by situation. I do my best to dwell on the good, not the bad.
When you spend your time wasting away wallowing in your own self pity and letting all of the sadness, anger, depression or all other negative feelings of your situation consume you, you begin to drown in your sorrow. The smallest bit of hope or optimism can act as the life preserver that brings you back to the top to keep you afloat.
The problem is, in all of our lives, we have encounters or may still have that one person in our lives who can never seem to keep that floatie around. They popped theirs a long time ago and while they've decided to sink, they start flailing and trying to take you down with them in their misery when you're already sinking in your own.
I believe wholeheartedly that there are people in the world who are content to be miserable. I, however, am not one of those people, and if you intend to shit rainclouds on my day, you can keep your depression diarrhea to yourself. I don't need or want it.
I am insistent on making people smile and laugh. Its what I do. its how I handle stress and manage pain, and when someone is so determined to be down that the combat everything I say, my attitude turns to "Ok well, enjoy your self-pity then. I'm going to be over here not wasting my life."
I get it. Its harsh. Maybe it could be handled better, but its such a waste of energy with some people to keep pouring in emotion and love for them when all they really want is to just be unhappy. If I can't make you smile because you're so determined to frown, then frown away, emo kid. But remember: You're not starving to death. You're not dying of cancer. You're not going home every night facing an abusive home life. You're not destitute or impoverished. When you are any or all of the above, you can tell me how hopeless you feel. But when you have people who love and care for you, you have a job, you have a home and you have all your basic needs met, try to find those things to be the positives for you.
Live your life to the fullest and thank God for each day you have.