Termyn8or -> Expectations - friends - ambition (7/12/2008 7:26:06 PM)
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I am more and more disappointed in this respect. When I get like this there is no cure. I am sick of these low expectation motherfuckers. Maybe I expect too much. But realize that I will not lower my expectations and a few of them are gone now. You ask them what they want to do, the answers you get are ridiculous. I want to go fishing, this from a guy who is studying for a GED at 40 hoping to break the ten buck an hour glass cieling. I want a bigger Harley, this from a guy who showed up ay my doorstep on the verge of suicide about 25 years ago. I told him to go to welfare. Not for a check, to go to school, which he did and now makes more money than I. But he is still fucking stupid. Stupid with a skill, that is less uncommon than many think. Should have let him do himself in. He can't handle it and now he's on SSRIs. Fucking idiot. I have written off four or five low expectation motherfuckers lately. We'll see if it's four or five this weekend. There is a guy without two nickels to rub together, I am off work on the weekend and have a small project downstairs. And I have money. He needs it badly. Well he is not here, so it might be five. People conning and conniving, fucking each other, I am so fucking sick of it I wish I could say beam me up Scotty. People's ambitions are just not there. And without that, why fucking live ? People have ambition, to blow the mufflers off their Harley so it is loud enough to piss people off, others want to get a car, others want to get a job. I am getting mean. I am going to tell them all a few things. Quite a few things. Partying was nice, but as people they pretty much suck. When you were out fishing, playing baseball or whatever I was studying. That is why I make twice as much money. When you were fucking and making babies I was working, and learning a trade. When you went to an amusement park I was studying, learning electronics and science. When you were watching cartoons I was learning a trade. When you were in the swimming pool I was in my Granfather's basement learning about tools and machinery. Did my Parents make me do this ? Not really. I was going to say no, that I mean they did not force me, but they instilled the interest and curiousity in me to impel me to do it voluntarily. At seventeen I was making as much money as Mom, which was not a hell of alot, but I gave her half my takehome pay and I always had money for gas beer and other things. Sometimes I wonder if my popularity is really deserved or if I bought it. Might be tough to swallow, but I would rather have the truth. Tell you what, they might be happy fishing or hunting or playing with their expensive dog. Or riding their motocycle which I would be able to afford but am not stupid enough to ride one on city streets. Their highest goal might be able to get a house and live in it, and not lose it. But that comes after years and years of wasted time. All I can say about the problem is this. If you got kids, do not have a TV, any video games or anything fun. Those are treats, not for everyday. Make fucking sure they can read, school will not do it. I have living proof in the adults resultant from these things. That brings us to another point which I will bring up in another thread about amusement parks. But I am not going to hijack myself. Know what I want to do ? I want to fly. Literally I want to go down to DA's place, lay whatever money on the table it takes and fly a jet. A small nice manueverable jet with some fucking POWER. I want to put the hammer down and make a turn, experience the G force. I don't need to solo, nor take off or land. I know it would not be cheap. But a Harley or a day at the lake just won't do it for me. I have had dreams of stealing a fighter jet, and while I might not be able to quite get that, like I said I want something with some fucking power. I know the basics, but I also am smart enough to know that I am dumb enough that it is not going to happen overnight. I want to feel young again. Like my fast cars, I want to stress the airframe. I mean at 800 nauts flip the thing on it's side and pull back hard on the stick or wheel. Push the envelope. Of course such a craft almost has to stall to land, and I dunno if I can get into that, but that is why I just want to fly, not so much take off or land. I know this sounds very familiar, like one of the terrorists, but I am not on any kind of mission, except for the experience. Not one person I know in RL even has a notion of such a thing. I know I have talked about my hood and hometown, and have said that I never want to move. But every year it looks better and better. I am sick of this shit, and that is what it is, shit. People cause at least 90% of their own problems. Surely I have mine and I am not asking anyone to solve them. But at this point, instead of more real estate or a car or something, I want to fly a jet. Even if for a few minutes, it would make my day. Others can lust after Women wine and song. Others can lust after fast cars and crotch rockets. Others can lust after money and more toys. I want to fly. Whaddya think of that. I believe I am in the wrong crowd. Too many people around me are, and I don't like to put it this way, but they are beneath me. That is an enviable position at times, but I am tired of it. I want to meet my betters. People who have done more, people who are worth more than I. I want to learn something, to better myself. I am not nor ever have been any kind of egalitarian, and that ain't changing anytime soon. Looks good from here sometimes, with the dregs I know. But even though I have no illusions of equality, I know DAMN WELL that I am not on the top of the heap. I am in this little sub-environment here, but I am tired of it. Even the people who are more well off than I are frequently idiots. I know how my boss made his money, in fact I told him the other day that if we had met 20 years ago or so we would have probably had a gunfight. He has his backroom deals as well. He's not all that smart. It seems nobody is. Flight school, that's what I need. Teach me something I don't know. I know you don't use the rudder to make a turn, and a few other basics, but on the rest of it I am lost. All the learning I am doing now is just extensions of what I already know, electronics. I want something new. Bungee jumping ain't gonna cut it, skydiving when I have acrophobia ? I think not. Fishing and hunting I have nothing against, but they are not for me. Now I am not adamant about doing this tomorrow, I know it can take some time. Perhaps DA or another in here can give me a basic idea of the costs involved. I know you are not getting into that seat without some training, I know it cannot happen overnight. But it is one of my desires and I have a way of finding a way. Understand this, I do this for me. I know I am never going to get a job as a pilot, and as far as knowing it in case I am on a plane and the pilot dies, I have no reason to go on a plane, except for this one reason. Before I die. I will never make money off of it, in fact I expect it to cost a bundle. But I want to do it for ME. Fuck everyone else. I don't even need to tell anyone that I did it ! I mean really for ME. Others can go to a fucking stupid amusement park. Noone I know has ever given anything like this any thought as far as I know. And even if I never say "I can fly" I will know, before I die. I'd like to fly for about twenty minutes, and I know even the fuel for that is going to cost. It is going to be really difficult to ascertain if this thread is hijacked. I know a couple of people in here fly, and those responses would be welcome if I get an idea of the total cost of fulfilling this ambition. To that I will have to add the cost of getting there and a motel or something. This because I will not ask someone for a place to stay. But I expect nothing from those who do not owe me. But the thread is not just about that, it is about people. Low expectations. My Dad and Uncle were both in the USAF, and neither actually flew, but they did learn. If you got a kid who can read and is bored with school, put his ass in the USAF. On average, of those who served, the ones who make the most money served in the USAF, well that was true 25 years ago, but I see no reason for it to change. My Uncle gave me some of his old books that he had read in training. He read them when he was probably 20, I read them when I was about 7. No bullshit, no three thousand hypothetical siuations, just how the fucking thing works. Wish I could find them now, but after a couple of cross country moves they are gone. But really, everybody, what would move you ? What is some deep desire you have that looks so far off, even if you are doing well. What is your ambition ? I don't mean money making ambition, I mean the real kind. Climb the Eiffel Tower or some shit ? What ? Just please don't tell me about motorcycles or fishing/hunting. I mean something that not everyone can do. Something that you want to do for you, and for no other reason. So it is a multipoint thread, that'll help keep you out of trouble with Mod11. The actual flying, dunno if that can happen this year. I figure once I get serious I will be barraged by some study materials, and then have to attend some classes, maybe go in a simulator, all that. I know this shit is not cheap. But going though it all, I would consider doing the actual flying next spring to be doing well. Travel, lodging, tuition and even fuel for the jet, I know the costs will be scary, but I would rather know. But in the end, I will have excelled. It is hard to explain, but even with two ex USAFs in the family, to my knowledge noone in the family has ever flown an aircraft. Maybe that is the impetus for my ambition, but that is neither here nor there. The ambition exists. I don't know where it comes from really, but in my mind I would like to do it while my Father is still alive. But really, I am pretty sure that even if all my relatives died today, I would still want to do this, FOR ME. I think. Perhaps it is not a Man's ambitions by which he should be judged, it may be the caliber of people who he wants to prove his worth to. I know that is grammatically incorrect, too bad. Anyway, I know this was a bit long, but now I yield the floor. Thoughts and comments are welcome except to tell me I am nuts, I already know that. T
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