Yes. I gotta do something with the idea. Man. Being bipolar is the best thing when you're on the up and up, running around all high on yourself. Good poem, good vibes, chaos, things getting done. Brainstew, etc. Which all just means I'm in the manic phase and will come down as hard as I've gone up. Probably sometime around the weekend or possibly the early next week. Hence the boozathon, courtesy of le Gouvernement. It's true what they say. Alcohol (in moderation) is good for self-medication. Man. I'm not sure whether they also must rhyme when they say it, though. ;)
anyway. What with the assignments piling on and whatnot, you can expect the usual downside of MGK. Damn. Oh well. It's a fair trade. Come to think of it, I really do pity women in the depression department. Because when they PMS, I guess they're in a state similar to the depressive part of the manic-depressive, at least behaviourally - irritated, short tempered, tired, confused, etc. Or at least so it seems -correct me if I'm wrong, that's what the comments are for. On the other hand, a bipolar person has a reward, a trade-off - the up and up to run around, to be creative, to go crazy for a little while before the downslide again, and so on. Mhumm. I wonder how bipolar women feel when their PMS coincides with the depressive state. Man. No wonder Virginia Woolf committed suicide... Interesting thought. I must investigate this further, to use Paul's expression...
anyway. Had a rousing debate on capitalism, consumerism, modern culture and alienation, in my Prosperity and Protest in the West Since 1945 class (Paul, you'd be proud of me - I was all like consistent and stuff, and even gained a number of supporters, in fact; mhumm, though you'd probably disagree, because most of the readings, hell, most of the courses here (and I guess everywhere - unless they're marketing or economics courses) are inevitably leftist in nature. Essentially, I sez (and here you'd agree, Paul) that protest was and is futile, whether in the 60s or now. It accomplishes nothing but a warm fuzzy feeling of "making a difference," which is, really, a second layer of self-deception. It’s true; you can't fight economic interest. However, capitalism is good. But I think, no, I know there is a contingent of historical and political analysts who would side with me on the "unrestrained capitalism" issue. Greed is not good. Humans need a baseline. Damn. I hate having to agree with Aristotle.
anyway. Full of ideas as a matter of fact, there are two poems simmering under the skull lid right now (I’d say "skull cap" for added irony or double entendre, if I were a practicing Jew, or, at the very least, a full-blooded Jew. But I ain’t, so I won’t. Regardless. Life is good.
Expect sudden, strong winds and heavy rainfall.