Conventional Thinking

Conventional Thinking: (adj) conforming or adhering to accepted standards of conduct or taste

I do not know why some things become “conventional thinking.”

It isn’t because they make sense, and certainly not because they are productive.

I guess there’s an abiding premise that we need to stop trying to improve things, and settle for inadequacy.  Perhaps it’s our down payment funny wisdom on words that begin with a C
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Conventional thinking insists that the American system of politics has value. The fact that it doesn’t work, causes strife, ignores the needs of the citizens and is an overblown ego trip doesn’t deter us. Like little munchkins singing for Dorothy upon her arrival at Oz, we chorus our praise to the American system of “checks and balances”–which never check anything and certainly are imbalanced.

Why we accept the conventional thinking that the God of the Universe is desperate for our praise and worship is peculiar. And do we really believe that He made the penis and vagina but recommends that we only use them for urination? This is beyond me.

And finally, how did we ever get tied up in the conventional thinking that fifty percent of the population can be at odds with the other fifty percent and giggle about it, because after all, “men and women will never understand each other?”

I don’t know what convention caused conventional thinking.

But I do believe it’s time for us to convene once again.


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Complicate

Complicate: (v) to make something more difficult by causing it to be more complex.

It is very sinister that men have succeeded in attributing feminine qualities and responsibility to negative emotions.funny wisdom on words that begin with a C

For instance, a worry-wart rarely has hairy armpits.

“Picky” is associated with those who smell like flowers.

And of course, “nagging” could never be done by the sons of Adam.

Men, as a gender, roll their eyes to make it clear that women are the culprits who complicate matters.

Even though the federal government is predominately inhabited by those familiar with the urinal, and there is no other group that complicates matters more through this alleged check-and-balances among the executive, legislative and judicial branches–even though this is true–women are still portrayed as the villains for insisting on working from a check list before going on vacation.

It may surprise you that red tape has no female origin. It is a term that came about by the minutia generated by the army during the Civil War in order to accumulate useless information.

“Complicate” has no gender. It is a nasty vice which always tries to remove the hope from faith so love will die.

 

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Bubble

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Bubble: (n) used to refer to a fortunate situation that is isolated from reality or unlikely to last.

When my parents told me there was no Santa Claus, the revelation that the rumor had been greatly exaggerated did not totally deflate my young, eleven-year-old soul.

It’s not because I thought it was alright for them to mislead me, and it wasn’t because I found the Nordic purveyor of toys to be Dictionary Bpersonally distasteful.

It’s that nothing really changed.

I was getting toys–and I continued to get toys. The fact that they weren’t coming from the North Pole was somewhat insignificant.

Even if I wanted to be huffy about the “fake news” concerning Mr. Claus, it was difficult for me to make a major case, considering the fact that I still had the presents.

But when I was told that the government of the United States was “for the people, by the people and of the people,” and as an adult I discovered there is much misrepresentation to that assertion–well, it’s a different “checks and balances.”

It will also be much more disappointing if I find out that God was a Holy-Land-Hoax.

In both cases, I can’t live in a bubble or isolate myself and pretend I don’t know.

Because with no government or God, the toys quickly disappear.

The absence of a good government opens the door to all sorts of graft, corruption and scandal.

Likewise, to be minus a deity is a guarantee that my eternal home will be grave circumstances, with my dreams turning to dust.

This is serious stuff, folks.

I can live without Santa Claus.

I cannot prosper if our government is dishonest or if the two-party system is a one-lane road to dissension.

And I certainly don’t want to spend my Earthly life revering a supernatural being who ends up merely the figment of the imagination of Bedouin nomads.

Help.

What can I do to make sure that my leaders–Republican and Democrat–honor the premise of liberty?

And who should I have been if God ends up taking the Santa Claus nose dive?

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