RE: "What Happens When They Grow Out Of Barney?"

I just finished reading a blog by a woman named Jessie Newburn (@JessieX on Twitter) who tried, and seemingly failed, to comment on my generation (Generation Y).

Check out the original blog to see what I'm talking about.

Just like I will never truly understand quantum mechanics, "GenX" will never get Generation Y. Why? Well, we had much different experiences during our lives because the world was different from yours. For example, I really know nothing about Ronald Regan, Kim Campbell, or the cold war. And GenX was there for all that. And the world climate helped shape who they are because it affected their parents and their world because they were of an age where they could understand it.

In 1992, around the time of Barney the dinosaur, I was six years old. And in 1992, life for a six year old Canadian was pretty good. I really liked Barney. Barney, it turns out, is the creation of Sheryl Leach, a baby boomer and former teacher.

The climate I grew up in, in the 1990's, was one that was trying too hard to be politically correct and make sure no one got hurt. The same climate that made Barney possible. It also was the environment that spawned (and spoke out against) "Mortal Kombat," "Ren and Stimpy," and "Rocko's Modern Life." Cartoon violence reached a peak in the 90's, and then was quickly done with shortly after.

The GenX-ers who raised Generation Y tried really hard to take an active role in parenting, because during their youth life got a lot scarier, crime soared, etc. These young parents brought this on to my Generation. The social climate that allowed all of the advocate groups and stingy media regulations that we have now are a result of the previous generation's over-compensation to create a less cynical and troublesome world that they were used to.
But the truth of the matter is that Generation Y's world was better before they messed with it. Because the baby boomers said, "oh, we screwed it up... OOPS!"

And therefore, Barney was what he should have been and nothing more: "treat people nice and sing a song once in a while." That was the thesis of the show.

GenX got involved and tried to make the world uber-good after that. So Generation Y was deprived of a world where we had to form our own opinions. That cynicism GenX is known for? Generation Y lacks. And if we seem cynical, its purely ironic cynicism. Our cynicism is a comment on how cynical the rest of everybody is, and that it's a bad reaction.

Irony is the cynicism of my generation. Because in the world that was manufactured for us, all we could do is sit back and watch everyone everywhere over-react. Just because grandpa was in 'Nam a little too long, a little blood in a video game is shocking?
Please, GenX, get a grip on yourself.

I'm smrt because I can embed!

Usually I try to have good spelling in my titles. However, I was aiming for irony.

QR Code Speaks The Truth!

"About Tree-Fiddy"

Recently I discovered, by way of a friend, a website that sums up a Twitter account to a monetary value. This website (that I can't remember right now) summed my account (@Absurdist_Mason) to a low, low amount. Higher than about $3.50, but still embarrassingly low.

Therefore, I implore you dear reader, please follow, mention, re-tweet and interact with me on Twitter! I think it's bad to be "about tree-fiddy" on Twitter :(

Absurdist Rap

The following was constructed while listening to white-boy rap and thinking about the absurdity of Eminrm being singled out for misogyny and saying generally negitive things when, really, it seems like more of a package to reach the hearts and minds of people who think like that with a really positive message about responsibility, standing up to do what's right, being a good father and etc.

Because if high school taught me anything, it's that in order to reach little woman-hating bastards, you kinda have to talk like them.



This is the most politically correct rap about absurdism ever:
Yo, yo,
Oedipus, motha fucker. (Because he was).

I'm gonna sit here & look around
Look up & down & in the lost 'n found
Because a search for meaning has no meaning
We're floating around & feeling
Just not feeling the breasts
When you say, "take a rest"
Unless I get an invite to your chest

It's a rap in a blog exploring philosophy
But a philosophy that's tripped out on some "E"
Like The Beatles when they dug the pony
Don't try to debate it
You can't relate it
My teacher couldn't grade it
Yeah

So you look back at me with an itch
I look back & say, "shut up, bitch"
Because my mutt is barking like it's rich
Head out of the window with gold rims
Playing some Zoot Sims
Thinking about the hymns

Making sense yet?
No? Then you got a fence pet
And you keep it in you mind-- hence, let
Me in and blow your pet away
Let your mind go stray

Because framed in a world with no grand meaning
"Random" becomes less common & more reeling
Coincidences stand alone-- they aren't kneeling
To a grand design or over-powering feeling
It makes more things possible & more things funny



My lyrical skills are probably rusty. I also didn't think about this for more than an hour. However, if you have rap "skillz," I encourage you to record it, tape it or whatever. Lay some beats down, perhaps? If you do, be sure to let me know... give me the link? Just be sure to credit me as "writer" (it's only fair and it'd be a real dick move if you didn't).

Well, this is the end of another absurdist blog by Mix Master Mason.
Wiki-wiki, yeaahhh...!

Today...

Today my social media teacher wanted me to write a blog with three hyperlinks.

Again, there was no quantifying of content he wished us to speak about. I took that to mean, "logic and sense are optional."
Therefore I'm quite pleased.

He was wearing a shirt with the letters "DYS" that confused me.
Well, I'm a resourceful member of Generation Y, so I looked it up and Wikipedia suggested many different meanings for it. Wikipedia turned out to be wrong. An encyclepedia with thousands of contributors, and there is no mention of the podcast that the shirt promotes.



Shortly after starting to write, I got bored, and started thinking about melting things. Like melting people. Sort of like the time Michael Jackson lost his nose, which I think had something to do with being an alien. Or sneezing too hard. One of the two.

Top 5.5 Reasons Not To Go To Sleep RIGHT NOW

1. A naked (or otherwise uncomfortably heavier-than-you-can-take) person is lying on top of you
2. The rivals of a team you cheer for will (or have just) spontaneously combust(ed) &/ or confessed to a grievous misdoing.
3. King Arthur, re-animated as a head in a jar, decrees that--
4. Science makes it possible to poop ice cream (like those girls in that video with the cup)
5. Dennis Rodman is proven to be reincarnations of Jesus, Mohammed and Buddha. After which peace between the respective religions is discovered to still be impossible because he then admits he hates himself.
6. Canada burned down the White House. Again.