Zeitgeist--"Spirit of the Age"

Recently I watched a movie online called Zeitgeist. I've read about and seen quite a bit of conspiracy theory stuff in the past, and it's all so hard to sort through, but this movie SCARED me. It's about religion and politics and the marriage between the two, and the corruption that both have undergone. If you have a chance to watch it, it can be seen on http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com/ . It's a full documentary, so it's a good 1 1/2 to 2 hours long, but it will keep your attention the entire time. The guy who wrote/produced the film did a lot of research and lists his sources, but--WOW--it's hard to believe that we humans could possible be so very ignorant and easily brainwashed. It's certainly a thinker-movie!

Birthday Cards from My Insurance Company . . .

Well, here I am after a serious amount of time off from writing. Honestly, I haven't been too busy--I have just been neglectful. Summer is nearly over, and for a teacher (as I am), that's like an impending death of some sort. I can feel the end, looming over my head, and it unmotivates me. I have things to do! But instead, I find people to argue with on Slate over silly subjects like whether Scientology is a cult or not. Yeah, that's fun and all, until a bunch of idiots with poor grammar start posting their pointless points. . .

Today is my birthday. Big whoop, you say. I say that, too. My husband and daughter, both of whom called, are in the Army Reserve and are off doing their annual Army Reserve duties, so I am alone. My son is around and will stop by later to have a piece of the birthday cheese cake I am baking for myself, as we speak. He always entertains me and cheers me up--sometimes to the point where I hurt from laughing. I have received a couple of perfunctory phone calls from other family members feeling obligated to remember me on "my day." It's not that I'm not loved, I truly believe. It's just that maybe birthdays really aren't all that important except to the person that is having them, especially when that person has become an adult.

Now, I hope I am not coming across as pouty or depressed. On the contrary. I am amused by one aspect of this birthday, most certainly. And that is because I received more birthday greetings from non-family/friends, including cards from an insurance company, my chiropractor, and the school district where I teach. The most amusing part about it is how most of them were signed: Best wishes from the office of . . . So in essence, I received most of my birthday greetings from buildings.

The day is not over. The cheesecake is nearly done. And I do expect at least one more call from a brother upon whom it will dawn that it is his kid sister's big day today. If he doesn't call, well, I just might stop baking him cookies for HIS birthday. Or I might just send him a card that reads from the House of Jenny. That'd teach him . . .