You may have noticed (probably not) that I haven't mentioned the disaster area that is Southern California. This is partially because it's such a sensitive subject that hits close to home both literally and figuratively. A couple of my compatriots here in New Zealand have had their families evacuated in the past week and have no idea if there's even a home waiting for them when the semester ends.
But mainly, I've been on a crusade to douse the fire with the silent treatment. I honestly feel that by giving the fire all of our attention, we're letting it win. Every time a front page story runs in the papers, it grows. Every time Geraldo Rivera risks life and limb to get his scoop, the blazes flare up (and hopefully will engulf Geraldo). The media is feeding the fire with all the awareness.
My plan? Just stop paying attention and POOF it's gone! Facing a problem head on can take years of reconciliation and therapy to get over. But if you just forget that it ever happened, you're instantly relieved and ready to get on with your daily life. Just imagine that the fire is a terrorist: we can't give them the satisfaction of disrupting our lives. Instead of reading the paper or watching the news, just ignore the and pretend like it's not there...like mountain lions or the Holocaust.
If you just turn a blind eye and ignore the problem...Mission Accomplished.
It's like if you have a newborn baby that's bawling through the night. You can choose to coddle and rock him back to sleep, or you can shun the little bastard and let him cry it out. So let's stop spoiling the blaze and turn him into a latch-key fire that will be better suited for chestnut roasting.
Typically I'd put together some kind of politically incorrect playlist of "Best Fire Songs" or "Fire: The San Diego County tribute playlist." But not in a time of crisis. No, rathly I'll subtly allude to the tunes in later posts.
But in the meanwhile, let's just turn our heads with regards to major news outlets. The fire's just reaching out for attention, so let's stop humoring him and start shunning.
But I suppose there's a silver lining to the clouds...that aren't providing any rain to the Malibu area. And that is that after I heard about the fires, I immediately thought about my favorite episode of The Office and kept watching it over and over again.
(Two silver linings, actually. Despite the devastation in Malibu, Mel Gibson's Church of the Holy Family is still standing. Suck on that, blue staters!)
So although I'm embarking on a policy of radio silence, I couldn't deprive you of my favorite clip of all time. Well..I should say "my favorite clip that doesn't feature Pam."
But mainly, I've been on a crusade to douse the fire with the silent treatment. I honestly feel that by giving the fire all of our attention, we're letting it win. Every time a front page story runs in the papers, it grows. Every time Geraldo Rivera risks life and limb to get his scoop, the blazes flare up (and hopefully will engulf Geraldo). The media is feeding the fire with all the awareness.
My plan? Just stop paying attention and POOF it's gone! Facing a problem head on can take years of reconciliation and therapy to get over. But if you just forget that it ever happened, you're instantly relieved and ready to get on with your daily life. Just imagine that the fire is a terrorist: we can't give them the satisfaction of disrupting our lives. Instead of reading the paper or watching the news, just ignore the and pretend like it's not there...like mountain lions or the Holocaust.
If you just turn a blind eye and ignore the problem...Mission Accomplished.
It's like if you have a newborn baby that's bawling through the night. You can choose to coddle and rock him back to sleep, or you can shun the little bastard and let him cry it out. So let's stop spoiling the blaze and turn him into a latch-key fire that will be better suited for chestnut roasting.
Typically I'd put together some kind of politically incorrect playlist of "Best Fire Songs" or "Fire: The San Diego County tribute playlist." But not in a time of crisis. No, rathly I'll subtly allude to the tunes in later posts.
But in the meanwhile, let's just turn our heads with regards to major news outlets. The fire's just reaching out for attention, so let's stop humoring him and start shunning.
But I suppose there's a silver lining to the clouds...that aren't providing any rain to the Malibu area. And that is that after I heard about the fires, I immediately thought about my favorite episode of The Office and kept watching it over and over again.
(Two silver linings, actually. Despite the devastation in Malibu, Mel Gibson's Church of the Holy Family is still standing. Suck on that, blue staters!)
So although I'm embarking on a policy of radio silence, I couldn't deprive you of my favorite clip of all time. Well..I should say "my favorite clip that doesn't feature Pam."
Death to the infidels,
MGD
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