Central New York is losing one of its more famous residents today, as NY Giants wide receiver Plaxico Burress is being released from the Oneida Correctional Facility in Rome, NY (in case you didn’t know, we’re kind of a reverse farm team for the dregs of NYC society). He got a few months shaved off his two-year sentence thanks to good behavior. You may recall that the hapless Burress tucked a gun into his sweat pants and managed to shoot himself in the leg. Since the dummy only managed to hurt himself (and given the shit that people do and never see the inside of a jail cell), I was always kind of surprised that they sent him up the river (a euphemism – for those who don’t know – that refers to sending NYC criminals up the Hudson River to “Sing-Sing” prison in Ossining, NY).
Of course NYC has more criminals than Sing-Sing has cells, so they just kept sending them farther and farther up the river. Now poor Plaxico goes from lockdown to lockout, as NFL owners continue to not understand that there are billions of dollars to be lost in not having a football season this year (and beyond; the more the fans get used to not having the NFL, the more we’ll realize we can live without it – especially since there’s always college football to watch). To be honest, I find professional sports less and less interesting. Players come and go, and it’s very hard to care about any of these steroid-infested two-legged cattle.
Fortunately, if we want to see some real football played by non-prima donnas we have the Syracuse Shock of the vaunted Empire Football League, 2010 NAFL Empire Division and East Region Champs (and, I might add, a 501(c)(3) non-profit organization) and off to 2-0 start this season, having licked the Lackawana Dynasty 38-18 and foiled the Finger Lakes Impact 51-6.
Hey, Plaxico, there’s a roster spot waiting here for you if you want to turn your life around. Hell, you can probably even play QB if you want (or pretty much any other position).
Oh well, today’s my early day, so I guess I better get going so I can get gone and then get back.
Today’s top searches:
OK, which of you perverts was out there searching for National Lampoon?
I don’t know why, but lately I’ve been having really strong urges to jump off a bridge. Having typed that, I’ll also add that I’ll never intentionally harm others.
coupla choices Travis,
serve yourself or serve others.
if i was you i’d look for a shelter and food stash.
Thanks, Jim. I actually have reliable shelter and food. There’s really a multitude of reasons not to fall over the edge. I just feel like shit though.
get over it dude. we’re going to need you in top form for what’s coming up.
Travis, alcohol is a depressant so you might wish to consider a different chemical form of relief, one that doesn’t make you depressed. Take care of yourself.
I have no fucking idea what’s coming up, but if it involves frilly toothpicks I’m for it. That’s a Mitch Hedberg reference.
To quote PJ who quotes Ben Franklin, “Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.” I know over consuming isn’t responsible, but I’d rather have that form of relief than some bullshit antidepressants. And I think studies suggest that taking antidepressants may make suicidal thoughts more prevalent.
Via the twitter:
Travis. Just know 1) you’re not alone and
2) hang in there.
There’s bi-polar history in my family going back at least two generations and I’ve fought all my life Not to take the happy pills. It’s been tough and I did my share of drinking and other things to cope. I don’t know how old you are but when I got into my late thirties things smoothed out enough that there was a way forward (not that life is ever easy) :paranoid:
I last saw a therapist about 5 yrs ago. After three visits he INSISTED I take a pill. HisProtocol demanded it! After I told him to go fuck himself, I felt much better.
PS
There’s some good therapists out there if you can find them. Mine keep moving away :tap:
So, turns out Weiner really is a dick.
I’ve talked to a psychologist, maybe a year or two ago when someone put some kind of drug in my coffee, and it cost me an arm and a leg. It was extremely unhelpful, too. Don’t get me wrong, modern medicine is a wonderful achievement. I think most medications are over-prescribed for for-profit mega-businesses. I’m just guessing here, but my brain chemistry is probably different than the majority of the population. Of course everyone is unique. Without insurance to cover the the cost of medical tests (why is buying insurance mandated by law?), thoroughly examining my condition would be guess work, and it really would be an experiment with whatever pills would be prescribed. And, from what little I know about my family history, I think being prescribed the wrong shit could be a grave mistake.
I just have thoughts here and there that make me question my existence in a world filled with billions us. I don’t have bi-polar disorder (Hey, I’m no doctor. What do I know?). I don’t have highs and lows. I don’t hear voices. My perception of reality is normal, I think (I have a different constitution. I have a different brain; I have a different heart; I got tiger blood, man. Charlie Sheen makes me sick. Fuckin’ fuck.).
No, no diagnosis from :billcat: me.
Maron has talked a lot about AA being such a help. It’d be free and there’s bound to be some souls there who’re successfully dealing with similar challenges. I can certainly empathize with feeling different and alienated.
Travis – #14 — You are Spot On about the drug prescribing — as though Big Pharma has the Brave New World Soma that will solve every shitty issue in our lives that is bringing us down. When I was 18 years old, I was a freshman at a Lutheran college in Illinois and the place and the times (1966) brought me to the point of running away and staring into the Mississippi River trying to muster up the courage to jump in and end it all. I chickened out, went back to the school, said :fu: and got on the next bus back to New York. Bible Belt was not for me. My parents freaked and totally couldn’t understand anything of what was happening and that relationship has never changed. There was also other shit going on and there is always other history that affects our struggle through life.
So, psychologists, psychiatrists and such “shrink” type people are of limited use because the mainstream types tend to come from a limited perspective of “behavior prediction and management” and “symptom management through drugs”. Social workers make way better counselors for the most part as far as I am concerned because they are way closer to understanding the situations, relationships and conditions that people exist in and having compassion for people (more expensive degrees of the MD, PhD flavors tend to put those minds in more rigid boxes). If you can find someone who has a broader spiritual perspective (and I am NOT referring to religion: religion does NOT in any way, shape or form = spirit which is the essence of what we are), to help guide you through navigating your “unknown unknowns” to (sort of) quote Donald Rumsfeld, who, in his own odd way, was very profound about the “the known knowns and unknown unknowns” that each one of us deals with every day. :nuts:
So, anyway. While I don’t understand a lot of the stuff that you refer to in some of your posts here, Travis (because I’m old now and I never was the brightest bulb in the pack), I understand that you probably have more brains than you know to deal with and you “get” stuff that most of your peers are totally oblivious to. That’s really a gift (although it may not seem to be) and I guess that’s why you landed here at Morning Seditionists. The Funny is the most healing stuff there is on this planet and I don’t know if it exists on too many other planets in the Cosmos.
A self-proclaimed Shaman friend of mine said that The Funny is what makes Planet Earth unique in the Cosmos. Maybe. I hope so. That’s what prompted PJ to create this wonderful website to honor humor as a tremendous healing power in very troubling times.
Hang in there, Travis. You are not crazy. Don’t let anyone label you with a phoney medical diagnosis and stick you in a diagnostic box that will follow you around for the rest of your life in the electronic medical records hell of the American Health Care System. You are strong. You will ultimately be OK.
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OTOH — I am SOOOOO disappointed that Anthony turned out to be such a Weiner. He was acting like a 13-year-old kid — a repressed one, yet, because he kept his underpants on 😮 — That was actually ickier than and at least as stupid as Christopher Lee’s topless pic but it didn’t have a face attached to it so it will be interesting to see whether or not he will eventually be forced to resign over it.
Why do grown men in positions of power do stupid :crap: like that?
RG- so well said :nod:
:40: (but only one) to The Funny :rofl2: as therapy.
A lot has been written about the mystery of women to men and our inability to understand motives……………,
but the mystery of why powerful politicians who’ve built-up a lifetime of credibility and the means to make a huge difference in our lives
(Gary Hart, Eliot Spitzer though I think he was outed by the bankers who he threatened, the Clinton who I believed in when he was in office)
is the bigger mystery to me.
Do they think “Let’s see, shall I continue to prosecute the deepest financial corruption known to history which might take down the entire western world
OR
send a picture of my weiner to someone with :boobs: who is my daughter’s age?”
:fustrate: