Friday, November 23, 2007

Evolution of Cave Man to Search Engines

Most females in the US today are currently shopping for those 'After Thanksgiving Day' sales. This one is recouping and pondering. (My most dangerous digressive mode.)

I had one blow up battle with the undiagnosed, untreated patriarch of the family before everyone arrived. This has added to my bliss as he is no longer talking to me. (Remember this any of you mental game players out there. Sometimes 'we' enjoy the silent, ~I don't see you~ treatment. We get a break from YOU.



It has made me wonder in the most humorous of ways, where mental illness comes from and how to be rid of it.

I don't know how far back in time it goes, although the Bible mentions it in the kings of Egypt as with Herod and various others. Of course there is the equivalent for the balance of King Saul in the old testament. He's the dude that kept chasing David all over God's green earth while trying to kill him. Hmm... maybe we should bring back the lute? Naaa...somehow I don't see Bush listening to lute playing no matter how pacifying it may be. He's not a peaceful kind of guy.

Which brings me to one factor in mental illness. Chemical or hormonal* You know...things have changed a whole lot since the old cave-man and woman were slumping around the back-yard.



In 'the day' we had nothing but survival to worry about. That makes a huge difference. Maybe this is where we've gone wrong. How can we bring back those releases for the human psyche in a modern world today? I bet there were no overweight cave people...right? (Just don't touch my chocolate while slimming me down with fresh venison. I bite!)

But seriously here a moment. We can't go back to basic survival for modern man. It works to a point with military people. I mean...the one's that actually 'get it' through the training period. It's like a hierarchic thing where the pack has a bit more respect for the Commander in Chief whether he thumps his chest or... you know...


And it's not just the men that have to put their two cents worth in. Ladies do it too...seemingly with much more vim and vinegar today than the majority of our mothers day. Independence has seen to that. (No to mention Uncle Sam likes the double family digit income to tax better than the single one, eh?)

So how do we release all of that chemical stuff in the best way which would keep family units together and bring a more sane society around? Why can't we have mandatory training beginning in school? I'm not saying like the soviet union did all those years ago with the babies up. Instead of physical education being so much of a competitive sport ONLY, one with more of a simper-fi edge to it...no one left behind? Today's way of dealing with our over-weight peers is to send a note home to parents telling them Your child does not meet the bmx guidelines for weight. No duh! So line up all of the politicians/their family members...anyone over-weight connected to this bird-brained idea and make them deal with the issue publicly FIRST. Crikey!

Isn't the more 'civilized' mature way of dealing with a problem helping? I agree with starting while they are young...but there are ton's of us old examples shuffling by without the answer but with a fattened market on what doesn't work long term. The verdict isn't in entirely yet on the old stapling/band method either. Ever met someone it didn't work with? God bless those of you it did help* But let's not keep shoving the problem under the carpet and pretending it doesn't exist for those it didn't help yet hurt more. Not to mention the 'plan' isn't entirely fixed until they include a way for corrective surgery to be included in the process as part of the 'cure'.


I digressed, didn't I? So back to the hormones and chemical aides. I'd like to see more help along the line of starting young and while we're at it...giving them more to work with. Rock climbing. Bet I lost you with that insert.




No, we can't ship all school age children out to the mountains. We can bring the mountain to Muhammad though. ;) Start small and grow up bigger, if you get my meaning. While we're at it I think more play would be a good idea. "Oh...my baby will get hurt!" Get over the scrapped knees a bit. It's good to let them learn how to not panic and instead handle the little bumps in life. If it's major that's another thing...but still teach CALM. Put the emphases where it benefits* What child doesn't like a little lazer tag? What grown up for that matter! lol!





And some things in the classroom can go for a little virtual reality. As long as the child meets the health issue requirements so that seizures are not created instead of imaginations, why not? Isn't that where great things come from?



(This by the way is an actual reality.)

I suppose I don't have all the answers while instead I'm loaded with many more questions. It would make more sense to me if we didn't treat everyone as though we should all be clones to one idea, more of how we can all compliment each other by working together. Which is what I will be doing sometime later today. After the mully-grubs decides to join us all when he is through punishing us.

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