Broken Nature...

Dear Human Nature,

My mind boggles at the blanket coverage, singular form, identikit name that you bare. No two Human Nature's are alike and yet we refer to you like it's one size fits all. People dismiss things as Human Nature all the time, yet I don't feel it would ever be in my nature to rob, steal or hurt another intentionally. It makes me wonder if the unthinkable were to happen on our planet, would we look after each other or would it really be survival of the fittest? I feel like I am looking at wolves, running in ferocious packs and I'm trying to think of the times in my life when I too got caught up in the momentum of others. I think the last time may have been a boyband phase as a thirteen year old, no less all consuming but infinitely less damaging, unless you count my family's ear drums.

The bright side appeared in the last 36 hours, people bandied together to protect their business' and chase off the scum who were trying to destroy them. Good folk came out afterwards and cleaned up the destruction, and they did it through twitter, another example of pack mentality, (for what is twitter, if not one big gang?), being used for good. Maybe the one common bond of Human Nature is to feel like you belong to something bigger than yourself, whether that be good or bad, the desire to be included is really two sides of the same coin and your fate is decided on the thing that makes you flip.

I have yet to meet a person who was exactly like another, sure we can dismiss individuals for many reasons, say they are the same, but really, when you dig a little deeper, everyone is so different, it's hard to believe we all came into being in the same fashion. My fingers are crossed for the good side of you, I hope you win, I hope kindness, care and a chance to highlight why this has happened in the first place are put at the forefront and after all the material things that were broken have been fixed, we start to tackle what is really broken in our society....

Yours sincerely,

Running With The Pack...

Dear Rioter,

I'm wondering, as you loot, pillage, inflict terror and pain, destroy all in your path and do your best to make a soul sad and wonder about human nature, do you even know the name of the man who was shot to begin with? Didn't think so...

Yours sincerely,

Share And Share Alike...

Dear Reader,

Some videos are just too beautiful to not share...

Yours sincerely,

Television, The Drug Of A Nation...

Dear Good Holy Christ On A Bike,

Last night, on a rare occasion I decided to turn on the telly, not because I am so morally superior that I no longer watch tv, but because I find the internet allows me to choose productively what I want to watch, instead of being sucked into an endless, unproductive, timeless vortex of, well, poop. Last night, I was in the mood for poop, wow does that type bad or what? You know, some vacuous, mind numbing, I do not wish to concentrate on one more thing, poop. Be careful what you wish for, indeed.

There it was, Embarrassing Fat Bodies, a title so insensitive that it was the perfect companion to a programme that hauled individuals up in front of the nation and highlighted every single thing that was wrong with them, physically, emotionally and mentally, in the name of entertainment. Throw some more chum in the water, the sharks be circling. And it was at that exact moment that I realised future generations will be able to look back and pinpoint the precise moment that man's intellect began it's steep, steady and speedy decline...

Yours sincerely,

Work It...

Dear Citizens of Normalcy,

Does anybody else think it's a little weird, that sometimes in the blog world you stumble upon a person who posts 72 pictures of themself, in various poses, in a meadow? Sometimes, it's all a little Mariah Carey, just sayin'...

Yours sincerely,

A Breath Of Fresh Air...

Dear New York State Senator Roy McDonald,

Every so now and again, I am reminded that not everyone in politics is bad. Not everyone in politics is afraid to speak the truth for fear of upsetting the people who bank roll them. Every so now and again I am reminded that the fact we live in a society where this is even considered to be an issue is ridiculous. That years from now, future generations will look back on ours, shamefaced, that we would try to police love. That we had the audacity to sit idly by, whilst our friends and relatives were abused, berated and denied basic human rights, simply because they love someone of the same gender. Every so now and again, a man like you, remembers why you got into politics in the first place. You wanted to make a difference, a real difference, to other people's lives, not just your own.

"You get to the point where you evolve in your life where everything isn't black and white, good and bad, and you try to do the right thing. You might not like that. You might be very cynical about that. Well, fuck it, I don't care what you think. I'm trying to do the right thing. I'm tired of Republican-Democrat politics. They can take the job and shove it. I come from a blue-collar background. I'm trying to do the right thing, and that's where I'm going with this."

Yes Senator, sometimes all the Ivy League Graduate School prepped speeches in the world, can't hold a candle to the truth and a well placed fuck it, and for that sir, I applaud you...

Yours sincerely,

For Hands That Do dishes...

Dear Friend,

Don't worry about changing my glass, at this stage we have drank so much wine, you could pour it in my shoe, some friends transcend washing up liquid, just saying...

Yours sincerely,