The Book

So, three years ago, in first year university, a combination of conversations between Shockwave Dave, Sweet D (Dan), and mein-self spawned an idea for a book. The book was called "Shut-Up", and it's inception alone assumed such a robust quantity of insight and entitlement on our parts that the fabric of the universe almost collapsed.

The concept of the book was that not enough people regularly take a Descartesian step back from themselves to really evaluate the world or themselves. The result being jerks, Western consumer mentality, and everyone wetting themselves over Titanic.

Anyway, we thought ourselves clever enough to be able to tell everyone what their problems were. I think I was the only one of the group that actually went ahead and started writing the thing, so I suppose I was the only one of the group narcicistic and delusional enough. Luckily my acer lap-top, despite being terrible and burning me regularly, must have been equipped with some sort of ego-resistant casing, otherwise I'm sure something cool would have happened to space-time.

But, then I thought about it a bit. Since I've admitted that fact, I have taken that step outside of myself that I was talking about. I re-evaluated my behaviour with as fair an eye as a biased evaluator can have, and I've decided this. If I decide to keep my opinions to myself in order to avoid the inference that I think my point of view is the best, and that I'm super great, then I would have to be of the opinion that no-one should share their opinions because they are all necessarily biased and unfair. Well I certainly don't admit that. In addition to the fact that my expression of an opinion that no opinion ought to be expressed raises a contradiction that would make creationists shudder, I think that the expression or exploration of opinion is the only way that we can really learn anything of value. So, for that reason, I think the expression of strong opinions, with the humbling disclaimer that I very well might be dead wrong, is the most happy medium I can come up with.

So, I'm still gonna tell everyone what I think...but I suppose I could be wrong.

The Black Eyed Peas' new singles are bad, and if you like them, you should feel bad.

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