We let our battles choose us...

We let our battles choose us Bad choices, I have made more than my share whilst on the mud ball. Perhaps you are no stranger to the lingering questions that remain following a questionable choice in your life. Whether that choice was, I’ll just play one more round of this game (three hours later) or, hey I think I’ll take my 9 year old to shoot an Uzi today. The consequences of these bad choices range from the burning eyeballs brought on by lack of sleep to in the case of the latter explaining to the child no honey it isn’t your fault the man died from the weapon you were shooting. Not to make light of someone’s death or to make fun, but bad choices have consequences. Sometimes an apology isn’t enough to make up for the lack of forethought into the things we do. “Hey you all watch me do this” or some variation of this so called rally cry of the stupid is uttered all while filming our bad choices to be posted later on the world wide web. That is to say your bad choices, not mine. I have no way to film mine, unless you count surveillance camera footage which is not in nearly as a many places as you might think. The owners of the cameras are also not usually willing to let you borrow the footage for your own purposes. Don’t ask. Helpful hint; it is always a good idea to check and look in the trees for cameras, people are sneaky bastards and are hiding them there. It can pay to know who is knocking on your front door, especially after a bad choice or five. The point is everything we do has a consequence. It isn’t even that hard to be prepared in elementary school science class they teach cause and effect. Something you do causes something else to happen. Like you put water in a freezer you get ice. You hit your friend with a brick they bleed. You bring a ratchet home you end up with a fair amount of your high dollar stuff missing or a new roommate who doesn’t pay bills and drinks all of your beer. I won’t go for the obvious follow through about the kid. No, not that kid, the kid with the fully automatic submachine gun, you have to pay attention here. Certainly you can’t account for every eventually when you do something and if you don’t think before hand you won’t account for any of them. Still it is amazing the reaction that most of these non thinkers have when something goes wrong and it is something like, “well I guess I should have known” or “I thought something like this might happen.” Really???? You thought something like this might happen. Option one that is a most likely a lie because I doubt seriously that you thought of anything beyond, “Hey, you know what will be cool”… fill in the bad choice of the moment, or option two. Option two being that you did somehow manage to think of something that might go wrong and then though ah firetruck it I’ll do it anyway. If option two is the actual answer, then you are a bigger idiot than the idiot in option one. At the very least in option one you have the excuse I didn’t think. Indeed captain obvious you did not think or you wouldn’t have done said stupid shit. All you have in option two is mea culpa, mea culpa but as I mentioned before apologies don’t clean up all the consequences. You have the right to be as stupid as you want; you also have the responsibility to own your own bad choices once they come back around to bite you on the ass or someone else. It’s fine to remove yourself from the collective gene pool but leave the rest of us to our own bad choices. Well, that’s all for now, other stuff to follow most likely Happy Birthday if it’s your birthday and a very merry un birthday if it isn’t your birthday Today’s title: Lyrics from Glory and Gore by Lorde Thank you for reading, please subscribe, Have a great day and play nice in the neighborhood. Ciao, PS 3 Gamer Tag: invisible don PO Box 4425 Roanoke VA 24015