The Ever-Rare Nazi/Humanitarian

John Rabe is one of the few (only?) individuals to be included under the Wikipedia categories "Nazis" and "Humanitarians." He is also one of the few (only?) individuals to attempt to appeal to Hitler's humanitarian side:

"On February 28, 1938 Rabe left Nanjing, traveling to Shanghai and then back to Germany. He showed films and photographs of Japanese atrocities in lecture presentations in Berlin and wrote to Hitler to use his influence to persuade the Japanese to stop any more inhumane violence. Instead, Rabe was detained and interrogated by the Gestapo and his letter to Hitler never sent."

More information:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Rabe
http://www.ideajournal.com/articles.php?id=22

Rhyming Couplet Of The Day

I came home one night, she was in my bed
With my best friend giving him head.
What really pissed me off about this shit,
The bitch had never even sucked my dick!
- I Used To Love Her, Body Count

The Greenland-Canada Nexus

Anthem For A Perfect World

Behind all visions of utopia lies the same yearning cry: can't there be a place where everybody knows your name? And they're always glad you came? If only my friends. If only...

Where Everybody Knows Your Name

Making your way in the world today
Takes everything you've got;
Taking a break from all your worries
Sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't you like to get away?

All those night when you've got no lights,
The check is in the mail;
And your little angel
Hung the cat up by it's tail;
And your third fiance didn't show;

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to be where you can see,
Our troubles are all the same;
You want to be where everybody knows your name.

Roll out of bed, Mr. Coffee's dead;
The morning's looking bright;
And your shrink ran off to Europe,
And didn't even write;
And your husband wants to be a girl;

Be glad there's one place in the world
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
You want to go where people know,
People are all the same;
You want to go where everybody knows your name.

Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;
Where everybody knows your name,
And they're always glad you came;

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Up With People As Long As They Never Land (Rocket Ship To The Sun, Baby!)

What I am is incompatible with what is. One of us must adjust and it's going to be me. I'm studying Buddhism and the concept of clearing the mind appeals to me. I have way too much attachment. I need to divest myself from South Africa. Obnoxious thoughts. Obsessions with rips and tears. What I don't get about racism is how anyone could possibly focus their hatred that much. For me when I feel hateful it becomes all blurry and widespread and then sort of dissolves into a puddle of apathy. Anything hate-worthy in Group A can also be found in Group B. But generalization also leads to inaction. Why hate one group, why feel sympathy for one group, why do one thing when you could do anything. It's a dangerous state of mind. It's probably entirely rational, but that makes it all the more dangerous. I hate rationalism, and I do so precisely because it is irrational. Let me use this platform to say things I think but shouldn't say. Everything I'm good at is useless to society. The future belongs to the beautiful and optimistic. So I'm stuck with the goddamn past. That's why I studied History. No one wants to hear it. All I can do is grow a moustache, read a book and drink on weekends. The realization I have is that things aren't going to change. People in the 19th century amaze me. They actually thought things would change. For the better even! I might too have been a socialist back then, before the 20th century definitively proved that people in groups are just as bad as people individually. If not worse! Yes, definitely worse. And nationalism. My distaste for nationalism will prevent me from being a fascist. Nationalism is just selective socialism. Who are these ugly white people who try to claim beautiful white people as their kin? The beautiful/ugly divide is far wider than the black/white divide. I'm always angry when I don't drink on a Friday night. This whole thought process would better be left undigested. People deserve everything they get. That is a neutral statement. Darwin always wins, gravity always wins, winners always win. I wish I had money so I could fuck up spectacularly. In the meantime, fucking up by increments. If any interesting cause needs me I'm available.

Reaction Control Equals Thought Control

"What characterizes neurotics is that they prefer psychical to factual reality and react just as seriously to thoughts as normal people do to realities."
- Sigmund Freud, Totem and Taboo

A note of self-recognition...