Friday, May 11, 2018

My MBTI Instrument

INFP.  That's what I get most of the time when I take those personality tests.  The first one I took was at work.  My employer offered it as a type of personal improvement benefit.  Or something.

INTJ.  That's what I get some of the time.  The numbers are apparently pretty close.  The IN part stays the same.

Introverted Intuitive... Yup, I can't say I disagree.  The FP part surprises me a bit. I see myself as more logical than 'feeling'.

The numbers swing when I've been around someone who is either F or P, though.  I become more TJ.  There must be some kind of subconscious compensation.  Or maybe the Myers-Briggs tests are just scored a little differently and a single answer pushes back over the line.

The tests are always followed by some self-improvement advice.  "If you're an INFP you should blah blah blah..."  Sounds like a horoscope.

Jungian anecdotal observations.  That's what they say is behind it.  Wikipedia'd it.

There may be something to it, though.  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/INFP if you wanna read more about my type for some reason.  I won't judge.


Wednesday, May 09, 2018

Good Listening

Listening is not just something you do.  It isn't just something that happens when you don't talk.  It is a skill that has to be honed.

Listening takes work and time to master.  People who are good listeners have been through something that made them acquire this skill.  Life lessons teach this skill.  Failures teach this skill.  Curiosity requires it if it is to satisfied.

It isn't something that comes naturally.  It must be constantly worked to maintain its edge.  One has to consciously act to remain silent until listening has been performed; the inability to do so will eventually dull the ability to listen.

Listening can be an art.  Capturing the data needed and filling in blanks seamlessly to get the broader picture is akin to a visual artist recreating a scene only seen once.  Doing so with an ear to the speaker and not going too far down a rabbit hole is quite challenging.  Confirmational bias can be enough to paint the wrong picture.  Sometimes a broad brush can be used, other times a finer tip is required.  Knowing when to use which demands at least a small amount of imagination.

Good listening is not impossible.  It isn't easy, though.  Hearing doesn't mean you're listening.  Listening is a skill that requires creativity, patience and experience.


Tuesday, May 01, 2018

Brilliant Torture

Life is a brilliant torture.  Brain chemicals and weather changes... Some live it, others endure it.

I want to live it.  It's all a balance of enduring and living, anyway.  Just try to enlarge the living and decrease the enduring. 

The enduring should be as enjoyable as the living, too.  It can be done.  The little pains are proof of life.

Saturday, April 21, 2018

All TV Shows are Soaps

TV has changed so dramatically since I was a child.  Not just the fact that there are more than 3 channels... nor the myriad ways you can view it and sources that create what everyone now calls 'content', but the way it is written and the ways stories are told.  A fundamental shift has occurred in visual storytelling.

As a kid you have a short attention span and plots don't really mean anything.  You want to see your hero escape from whatever perilous misadventure befalls him or her.  There aren't really any other motives the writer needs to convey.  Yet, back then, they did. 

I'm not saying the writing was good, it just had a starting point and an ending point.  It followed logical cause and event plotlines.  There were no continuing subplots.  All subplots ended at the conclusion of the episode.  Rarely, there were "To Be Continued..." episodes, but they were almost always resolved in the next story.

Modern TV storytelling more resembles older soap operas.  Soap operas were written to keep home-bound viewers tuning in every day, selling housewives and retired people all the products they could.  There was never any real resolution to the storyline of any episode.  Soaps followed storylines that resembled child's play in that almost every episode introduced new plots and ended very few.

What is hard to comprehend is why they do this, now.  Netflix doesn't need you to watch, it just needs you to subscribe.  TV programming can be 'Tivo'd'; you don't have to incentivize viewers.  Why, then are all the TV shows soap operas?


Monday, April 16, 2018

Verbal Vomit Volume Infinity

Yup, blogging is out-of-date.  I know.  It was popular a dozen years ago or so but not anymore.  Maybe that's better for me.

It's easier to put your thoughts out there when there's less chance of someone you know blowing it all out of proportion.  Not that I'm at all anonymous with it, it's just no one cares, anymore.

That's kind of depressing.  *Chuckle*

Writing is fun, even if it's not going to be read.  You can go anywhere, imagine any thing and put yourself and your would-be reader in all kinds of situations.  I almost prefer that it never be read so the story never ends or forms some sort of perceptible schema.

I've thought about making all of my blogs post-dated... so they'd post years and years from now.  That way I'd be much older, if alive, when they become public.  So few people read them, anymore, that it's almost moot to think about that, though.

When there was just a website to modify in all kinds of ways, there was a similar fulfillment.  That esoteric alternate reality the internet initially created was a blast.  Links to all sorts of strange, random sites and weird animations... Those were the days.  Sadly, viruses, streaming video and online gaming would make that kind of content very dated and unsafe, now.  Doing new and unusual things was fun, then.  Luckily, before it stopped being fun, there stopped being time for it, anyway.

There's no time for that.  Not then, not now.  There's not even time to finish this

Wednesday, April 04, 2018

Dont Shoot Me, Bro

The Youtube shooter was an islamic, female, animal rights activist.  That doesn't mean animal rights activists or muslims are violent, homocidal maniacs.  I'm not trying to demean animal rights activists, or muslims, by pointing this out, although I disagree with most them on many points.  She was, however, not the person EVERYONE ON EVERY MEDIA OUTLET EVERYWHERE was saying probably did it.

White, right-wing, disaffected male gun rights advocate with a grudge against Youtube for it's recent ridiculous policy change banning videos relating to guns...  That's who they were ALL saying did it.  That's pretty close to who they blame for everything.  They are ALWAYS WRONG.  It's NEVER that guy.  It's ALWAYS some SJW-type who thinks he or she is going to bring on the violent social change, al la Chuck Manson, by firing the first shot.

The guy who shot Gabby Giffords... he loved Che Guevera and supported Obama for President.  The guy who tried to kill the Congressmen and Senators at the annual baseball game... leftist nutjob who wanted to KILL THEM ALL.  The Batman shooter... drugged-out, pink-haired, leftist militant.  Sandy Hook shooter... drugged-out, fatherless snowflake rebelling against his semi-conservative mother.  The list goes on and on and on, and NO ONE WILL TALK ABOUT IT!?!?

I'm afraid some of these wack-a-doos, programmed by too much social media and encouraged by the anti-white, anti-gun, anti-conservative, anti-individualist slant on almost all forms of media, are going to decide to pop one in someone I love... or in me!  Do the idiots in so-called "news" or "journalism" or whatever psuedo-intellectual mantle they wear not realize they are CREATING the very behavior they attribute to the wrong people BECAUSE they attribute it to the wrong people?  I am terrified to the point of just wanting to hide, most of the time.

I won't, though.  I am a free individual.  If some nutjob kills me for being so, at least I'll die free.  I will not be some cowering slob, hiding in the shadows.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

People are Good

There is potential for good in everyone.  A lot of folks might disagree with that.  I don't care.  People can be good.

Maybe I'm not cynical enough or jaded enough, but, repeatedly, I find myself searching for the good in people.  Often, it's not hard to find.  Admittedly, it's not so easy for others, but it's still there.

The stories endlessly repeated to me as a child, such as that of Paul, must have somehow trained my brain to believe there is a chance of redemption for even the worst murdering, authority-abusing scum I hear about.  We are all well aware that those sociopaths and psychopaths exist and I'm sure they are exploited by the petty tyrants that run gangs, organized crime and all the little would-be tin pots of the world.  They don't have to be.

Everyone was born with a sense of mercy.  Every person has some spot in their heart that refuses to be violated.  I believe it can be found and that it should give everyone some hope.