The Power Of Doubt

What would you do if you suspected a man of being a pedophile? Would you confront him about it or would you go to the police? Or if you happened to be in an establishment like the church or the army perhaps, would you report him to his superiors and let justice take it’s course?

Is doubt enough? Shouldn’t one wait for evidence, strong proof of the deed or misdeed as the case may be? Because after all one could end up being wrong about the said person -not just in relation to pedophilia, but also murder, theft, or some other crimes- but then his/her image would be destroyed for life. A person accused of pedophilia or murder or theft  is tainted forever. Even when this person has been found innocent of this crime. Not only would he have to deal with the suspicions of just one person now he’d have to deal with that of the whole world. Questions that refuse to go away, like a recurrent migraine, then arise in the minds of these people; why suspect him in the first place if he didn’t do anything? I mean of all the men walking the earth why did the accuser accuse this particular man or woman and no one else? What did this person see that we as jurors are failing to see?

But yes one could also end up being right about some suspicions. A series of events could lead one to pass a judgement on somebody because the “evidence” is just too strong to ignore. Things this or that person said about the accused and what he himself does or says within a certain context could give credence to one’s suspicions. But even then the right course of action should be to investigate to get  to the core of the truth. Because in the end that’s all one is interested in; the truth. Suspicions should be the path to arrive at the truth and should not be taken as truths in and of themselves.

Evidence should rule our actions. One’s over-active imagination or lack thereof could play out different possible situations just so our suspicions stick. One’s love or hatred for a person can also play a part so whatever this person does one would still keep one’s convictions regardless of the absence of proof.

This post was inspired by the movie “Doubt”.

 

_Steve ( follow me on twitter @song_1985)

 

 

Been Thinking ’bout …

 

1. Letting go and experiencing life from an new perspective

2. Letting in positive energy and exuding that same energy

3. Ass kissing

4. Hustling forwards and backwards

5. Why I chew toothpicks after they’ve outlived their usefulness

6. Why I chew my Wriggley’s PK chewing gum till it has outlived its usefulness and it is at one with the taste of my mouth.

7. About nerves and why we never master them whiles sober

8. About charisma and alpha male archetypes

9. Self censorship and not giving a fuck. And about the fine line that exist between them

10. Building a self-sustaining empire.

 

_Steve (@song_1985)

On Wants , Needs and Wishes

 

Most times I find myself thinking of living a better life. I mean who doesn’t? 

I think of living in a bigger house, sleeping on a softer bed, waking up beside a super model who only breaths in oxygen for her nourishment. In this house would also be a pool, even though I can’t swim, two Alsatians and an Egyptian cat to keep my two dogs entertained. I’m all for animal cruelty within the lower ranks of the animal kingdom. No flames please 🙂

But what I want most of all is not to think about how long it would take me to satisfy these wants. The perfect situation. 

My needs are simpler in nature however, as are all needs come to think of it, and cheaper to buy. But sometimes one doesn’t need any currency for the purchase. Needs tend to be of a basic nature. Something that you can’t live without or should be living with. Like water and food and clean air.

But in saying that I also see things like patience, mental fortitude, tolerance, sexual charisma (to quote the late Christopher Hitchens), and a general lack of negativity, as needs mainly because of their immediacy and accessibility. You just have to redirect electrical signals to their right addresses somewhere in that cranial dome of yours to unlock the door to personal growth.

Am I talking nonsense or are these qualities too trivial in nature to be called needs? No.

Does any one quality qualify as a need? Yes. Without the qualities I’ve just mentioned, which are in no way exhaustive, one’s quality of life becomes stunted. Running around with the impatience of a toddler for example would not get you very far. There is a great amount of truth to that old saying that good things come to those who wait. 

Self improvement is a need. No two ways about it. Learning has made me a better person. More importantly learning from my mistakes has made me a smarter better person who would probably not be alive were it not for my refusal to accept myself, but rather improve on me.

But how does one then make strides in trying to change your general outlook on one’s life and that of others? How does one learn to be more patient with one’s self and others? How do you develop that sexual charm that most of us are not born with and find out the hard way with rejection after rejection? Does one go on and listen to that inner defeatist and just wish these things into one’s life but do nothing at all to get them because they might prove hard to master or do the complete opposite and take action.

Make that mountain come to you, minus the catastrophic earthquakes and destruction it would leave its wake.

But the hardest question of them all I find is how do I weave my wants, needs and wishes into this grand drive to self actualization without tripping over? What do I do in the attainment of my wants?

Aside the usual bloody-mindedness and hard work.

At least one thing I’ve managed to do is to not let my lack of imagination or cowardice affect the nature or scale of my wants. So if I want that $2 million mansion with the German guard dogs and an incessantly petrified pussy, I’ll want away. What I’ll do to get it and how ever long it will take is a secondary matter.

 

_Steve (@song_1985)

Where have all the dead gone?

This is me thinking aloud.

Are all human beings made up of what the major religions call the body soul and spirit? Are some human beings more human than others because of their imperfections caused by say mutation, a freak accident in the arrangement of their genetic code? Do I have to treat tall people with the same respect, fear, love and hate as I would short people ( politically correct term is vertically challenged I believe) ?

Where do babies come from? I mean really come from. I dont mean the womb or from a man and a woman’s moment of intense sexual pleasure or bought from the babies’ factory down the road to the supermarket or from the hospital or delivered by storks in the dead of night like santaclaus.No.Where do they really come from? Anyone?

Where have all the dead people gone to? May be hiding under your mattress, or in that tiniest of spaces between your bathroom mirror and the wall supporting it, or remind you of their presence with an unexplained cold chill down your spine every now and then, or paying you a courtesy visit in your dream to see how quickly they’ve been forgotten? Or may be dead people are transformed into beings I call ‘body replacement characters’, replacing our old bodies with slightly bigger ones when we’re asleep? Where do we go when we sleep anyway?

-dUkE-