Musings of a Dumb Ass

Musings of a Dumb Ass....... More really is less..... We are at a time in history when the ability to communicate is beyond anyones imagination just 20 years ago. Answering machines, call forwarding, voice mail, radio telephone, cell phones and on and on. But in the course of a day how hard is it to talk to a real person? No matter who you call in your business day more than likely you have to endure a machine and a waiting period to actually speak to a live person who in the end won't likely be able to deal with whatever your call is about anyway, and this includes the phone company and your government offices. But it doesn't stop at communication. More is less at the Doctor's office. Never in history have we had more Doctors than now, but don't count on seeing one in a hurry...... doesn't happen that way. And when you finally do jump through enough hurdles to actually see the Doc, you probably will not come to resolution. That only happens after about 49 referrals and untold waiting, then don't expect wellness, probably ain't gonna happen. Don't count on going home for a leisurely evening of television at home....... unless you're either into crime, medicine, or reality shows, because that's all there is. Don't know what happened to those who produced such great television shows from thirty years ago, which by the way you can still see if you don't mind re-runs. All those who made what we watched so great must have died without telling anyone how they done it. Now reality television shows tell us who the next singing star is going to be, who the next great comedian will be, who the next skinny person will be, and allows us to channel our attention to such a small stream that it's easy to fill us up with nothing..... and we seem to love it! In this new age of information we actually have such a little bit that we can't figure out who the bad guys are and in the end neither does anyone else. TV isn't worth it, movies are a lost cause, can't afford shopping, so I spend a disproportionate time on the computer waiting for a revelation of some kind to appear. Being disappointed at that, I'm thinking about trying bee keeping. My Grandfather done that and found a lot of satisfaction, of course the little bastards will probably change my mind on about the third sting and I'll go back to trying to find real people on the phone and watching TV. All things come full circle.................