Denial Is An Opiate

Reality weighs heavy on so many minds

Exponentially increasing paranoia

Escaping into comfortable fantasies where atrocities and uncomfortable truths don’t exist

Downplaying obscure narratives

That can crush someone’s worldview

It doesn’t matter if one believes in a higher power or not

Since anyone can get strung out on saccharine lies

There’s an illusion of an absolutely safe capsule, but one risks being stuck there for eons

Proving Alexander Pushkin right a thousandfold

Things I Learned from Disney Movies (or How Jaded I’ve Become with Reality and Adulthood)

WARNING: The following poem is scathing in it’s honesty and has elements of caustic sarcasm in it. I’m normally a literal person, but the rare times when I get sarcastic, I’m merciless with it. Don’t expect me to hold back and not just because I’m not a fan of this company.

The Happiest Place on Earth was all a lie in hindsight.
I certainly wanted to be happy and joyful, yet I was never meant to have that kind of positivity. I could die not visiting those castles in Orlando and Anaheim, and I’d be okay with this (Sure, I’ve been to Orlando, but I never went to THAT place).

There were things I learned, but I never realized some of these things until I was in my teens or even as an adult.

I learned that beauty always equals goodness because ugly people are worthless at best or evil at worst.

I learned that happy endings come to those who don’t work hard or work smart. Well, only for certain people, that is.

I learned that originality is a sin, so it’s better to adapt, buy the rights to something or outright plagiarize someone else’s work.

I learned that princes don’t look like me.

I learned that true love is the only things that matters.

I learned that if you’re female, then you better be a size 2 at worst. Being very emaciated or obese is tantamount to being evil for those lacking a Y chromosome.

I learned that wishing is the best way to get what you want. Well, only for certain people.

I learned that fantasy is more important than reality.

I learned that you can sing your cares away because nothing EVER bad happens in musicals (Bjork reference!).

I learned that Africa is more appealing to the animators when there are no humans who look like they are from the continent. It’s a lascivious fantasy for both furries and open racists. Yeah, I said it!

I learned that stories should be recycled for that cash flow.

I learned that poverty and homelessness aren’t really THAT bad especially if you’re a stray animal.

I learned that cultural appropriation and racial degradation is the name of the game although the Polynesian community managed to be taken respectfully though.

I learned that you can’t be a hero unless you have at least one dead parent. I guess broken home lives are better for them?

I learned that life isn’t like the movies and I wished more people would notice this. Not everyone will have the same experience and some are targets of ridicule. I pity those edified by a mouse.

The saddest PSA I’ve ever seen in my life.

I’ve heard about this video that’s been making the rounds. I would like to give a shout-out to Jill Dennison for her post on this and related subjects.

Sandy Hook Promised dropped this video which is very timely and relevant since school started not too long ago. I won’t spoil what happens in the video, but let’s say it starts like a normal back-to-school supplies commercial before the content gets EXTREMELY deconstructive and inverted which would be an understatement. I remember seeing that Evan video last year, and this tops that video by far. This is the reality of America where kids have to deal with lockdown drills and by getting bulletproof backpacks or transparent backpacks for school.

Do you see students in Canada, Japan, or even Ethiopia having to worry about this in their day-to-day school lives?

I’m glad this video has been getting lots of attention as it is a mirror on our society in America. I hope the politicians on both political sides of the spectrum see this and do something about these atrocities.

Isn’t it a shame that these politicians would rather have their own children or grandchildren slaughtered than to curb mass shootings?