Sean R. Reid

Aside from the Nikki & Kat post (which is STILL the #1 post by a LARGE margin) my post from yesterday has been getting quite a bit of attention.  As I was going through my stats I noticed that this post: “I’m a Rebel so I rebel” had picked up a few new hits.  That particular post was written a little over a year ago and I really had forgotten a lot of what was said. So I went back and took a look and MANY things stuck out to me. Notably:

So, maybe it’s okay to be me. Actually, it’s more than okay to be me.  Jesus loved sinners. As a matter of fact –and I loved this part of the Rebel series– Jesus was a FRIEND TO SINNERS.  It dawned on me, Jesus isn’t asking me to change my clothes, my music or my hairstyle.  He’s asking me to change my HEART.  More importantly I don’t have to change my friends.  I have to change MYSELF.

and,

So I’m going to keep being me and loving my friends for who they are.  I’m not going to sink into the safety of the “Christian ghetto.”  I’m going to be an honest and loving follower of Christ.  I won’t judge, but I will do my best to pray for and love others.  I won’t hide, I’ll go madly into the night and challenge sin where it rests. But I don’t think I need Christian Karate lessons or a “Jesus Saves” t-shirt before I do. I’m going to continue to work to be an honest and authentic Christian.  Most of all, I’m going to be a friend. Afterall, THAT is what Jesus would do.

I’m inclined to say “oh what a difference a year makes.” However, I would encourage you to go and read the whole thing. At their core both entries are essentially saying the same thing. Granted, yesterday’s post was significantly more angst-ridden and anger fueled.  At the moment I’m still feeling rather rejected and abandoned so it should come as no surprise that is the tone that came through.  Obviously in the earlier post things were still rather fresh and new and I was obviously pretty high on the whole experience and very “yay Northpoint!”  So, I think understandably, in light of my that particular experiences that one year makes a HUGE difference. Also, it’s pretty obvious that I have a long way to go on that whole “I won’t judge” part.

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Without going into too much detail my wife and I are decidedly lacking the “bliss” part of “wedded bliss.”   That’s putting it mildly at best. But, like I said, I’m not really interested in going into details.

What I will discuss is my role in much of this. Notably, I’ve not been very proactive in my own personal health. A side effect is that my mood is a significant drag on our relationship. Again, even saying that doesn’t really do the situation justice but I’m at a loss for a more accurate description. Primarily I’ve not done a good job with keeping up with my medications and following various doctors’ advice.  I honestly would rather sleep and/or listen to my music at blistering volumes both in attempts to drown out the rest of the world. Cleaning the Augean Stables and being knee deep in horse shit is preferable to actually getting up and doing things like eating healthier, getting exercise or seeing yet ANOTHER doctor to be a medication guinea pig.  Not that my particular course of action is working for me, per se, but it’s a hell of a lot easier than feeling like I’m inevitably setting myself up for failure. Afterall, this ain’t my first rodeo and I have yet to successfully stay on the damn horse before the inevitable occurs.

In case you haven’t already reached this conclusion, I’m very much a VERY pissed off 15 year old trapped in a 35 year old body with 35 year old responsibilities and problems. I’m not saying I’m right. I’m just saying that’s how it is and it’s the problem I’m trying to fix.

So where does Northpoint come into this picture?

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This is pretty much where I’m at today. It’s been one o’them kind of days.

My War

My war you’re one of them
You say that you’re my friend
But you’re one of them
You don’t want to see me live
You don’t want me to give
’cause you’re one of them

My war you’re one of them
You say that you’re my friend
But you’re one of them

I might not know what a friend is
All I know is what you’re not
’cause you’re one of them

My war you’re one of them
You say that you’re my friend
But you’re one of them

I have a prediction, it lives in my brain
It’s with me every day, it drives me insane
I feel it in my heart, that if I has a gun
I feel it in my heart, I’d wanna kill some
I feel it in my heart, the end will come
Come on!!

My war you’re one of them
You say that you’re my friend
But you’re one of them

Tell me that I’m wrong
Try to sing me your ego song
You’re one of them

My war you’re one of them
You say that you’re my friend
But you’re one of them

My war.

Assuming you aren’t living under a rock you’ve probably heard all about the proposed Arizona Immigration Law. I’m sure you have an opinion on it. Most people do. Unfortunately, fewer people who have opinions on the law than actually know one wit about what it actually legislates. So most arguments tend to degenerate into the usual pro, “Let them work!” or con, “They’ll take our jarbs!” (btw, that last part is best read out loud to sound like these guys).  It seems to bring out either the greatest amount of naivety or xenophobia in most people.

Ever the contrarian, I’m of the opinion that both of those arguments are not only trite but they’re way off the mark. So, to that end, here’s a few points to ponder.

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It’s really pretty simple, corporations don’t get breaks from the government if the government isn’t for sale in the first place. But, since the government has been flaunting itself around like a $2.00 prostitute in the red light district for decades corporations have taken advantage. Basically, the government has made it’s business being in EVERYONE’S business. And then so called “regulators” get paid to look the other way, effectively getting paid once by the taxpayers then double dipping while giving us the shaft by selling out to the highest corporate bidder.

Government that sticks to what it does best, ie. protect our GOD GIVEN rights (note for history majors: the Constitution doesn’t grant a darn thing, it’s a contract to protect what we’re already given at birth) is an effective government (currently an oxymoron).

So, in our mercantile/corporatist society where the political elite are paid to look away from the corporate elite we are left with what we have today in the BP Oil Spill. It’s a wonderful example of an unfortunate accident made worse by the fact that NO ONE WAS PROTECTING THE PROPERTY RIGHTS OF THE AMERICAN PEOPLE. So now instead of action we are left with lots of finger pointing and name calling.

If we could plug the hole with the rhetoric of “hope” and “change” then our beaches would be clean by now. But, while privately employed scientists are frantically trying to undo the damage done by their nearsighted bosses those same bosses are frantically trying to manage PR and our elected officials are taking vacations.

Bravo. You all fail. It’s a feat that only big corporations and the big governments that prop them up could achieve.

Sadly, at the end of the day, I’d venture to say that not a single “outraged citizen” is going to change a damn thing about where they spend their money or the the politicians they support. It’s much easier to post pithy Facebook messages or “like” groups and soothe your conscience with the appearance of “doing something.” (not that I’m any less guilty, but perhaps I’m more willing to call my own bull??)