on podcasting
“The power of a podcast is often found in its ability to distract the listener from events in their own life they would rather not think about.”
“The power of a podcast is often found in its ability to distract the listener from events in their own life they would rather not think about.”
This morning I was awoken by my alarm clock powered by electricity generated by the public power monopoly regulated by the US department of energy. I then took a shower in the clean water provided by the municipal water utility. After that, I turned on the TV to one of the FCC regulated channels to see what the national weather service of the national oceanographic and atmospheric administration determined the weather was going to be like using satellites designed, built, and launched by the national aeronautics and space administration. I watched this while eating my breakfast of US department of agriculture inspected food and taking the drugs which have been determined as safe by the food and drug administration.
At the appropriate time as regulated by the US congress and kept accurate by the national institute of standards and technology and the US naval observatory, I get into my national highway traffic safety administration approved automobile and set out to work on the roads build by the local, state, and federal departments of transportation, possibly stopping to purchase additional fuel of a quality level determined by the environmental protection agency, using legal tender issued by the federal reserve bank. On the way out the door I deposit any mail I have to be sent out via the US postal service and drop the kids off at the public school.
After spending another day not being maimed or killed at work thanks to the workplace regulations imposed by the department of labor and the occupational safety and health administration, enjoying another two meals which again do not kill me because of the USDA, I drive my NHTSA car back home on the DOT roads, to my house which has not burned down in my absence because of the state and local building codes and fire marshal’s inspection, and which has not been plundered of all its valuables thanks to the local police department.
I then log on to the internet which was developed by the defense advanced research projects administration and post on freerepublic.com and fox news forums about how SOCIALISM in medicine is BAD because the government can’t do anything right.
Just wanted to capture a memory I had – I was still in downstairs bedroom so this would be anytime pre-May 2020 – was hanging out in my room and my dad came in and sat on bed, I was sitting at the foot of the bed – watching random youtube videos. At some point I transitioned to reggaeton cause I kinda wanted to annoy my dad so he would leave, but instead he got into and liked the reggaeton music ?
I can’t remember where I found it, but someone had a really good illustration of how grief works. They compared it to a ball bouncing around inside a box. On one of the inside walls of the box is a big button, and every time that ball hits that button, the grieving feelings happen. At first, the ball is pretty much the same size as the inside of the box and is constantly pushing against the button. Then the ball slowly starts to shrink until it can occasionally roll away from the button, but it still hits it a lot. Then less and less, until the ball is just something that bounces around inside the box and only rarely hits the button. The impact is still the same every time it hits the button, it just hits it less and less over time.
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