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2019
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As we say goodbye to 1998……

Another teary eyed remembrance of days gone by? NO!

I’ve been observing the continuously stress inducing growth of a de-evolutional mindset that is and in someways, was 1998. 1998 was to many a great time, Clinton was in office, the country was in a state of perceived growth. A Jetta in every garage, an Espresso maker in every kitchen and the “it’s all good” mentality lulled us into a complacent holding pattern. We were safe from each other, because we didn’t need to concern ourselves with each other. Any, and all social interactions could be livened up with quotes from Swingers, or the ever popular Austin Powers. It was a time of celebration, terrible post-grunge/nu-metal; and the birth of the inner-social(*1) self.

If you didn’t see fit to dress nice, Black Flys, flame adorned western wear and baggy jeans could still get you laid! (*2) Go…go…devo! Before we get into the social vacuum that became of the internet, we should probably address REALITY TV. By 1998 eMTV had entered the final stages of strip mining music from its main channel, after realizing that music and culture elicits jealously, and indifference from the end user (waves); in this business paradigm a mirror for the burgeoning ego, is worth two high profile advertisers, and nothing more.

Even in regression, mankind has the ability to adapt. Thus, this unscrupulous cyst, of sociopathic narcissism, subtle in its homogenized safety, reasserts itself via new catch phrases, and the constant casualization of attire. Wife Beaters, and Tramp Stamps at a wedding? We could only be so lucky!

As society reflects this lack of individuality (as a desperate grasp at individuality?), we see gaps forming in the various class structures; based more on the demographics of conjecture, than that of substance, and the fostering of human culture. The coddled entitled child may choose this vacuum, over interaction, and the wisdom gained by introspection. By allowing this separation from reality, we enable a generation of chiefs to sit on their hands. i.e. The goals are easily attainable, at any of these fine retailers, you just have to bring your attitude, and your plastic (ass’d self…).

By reviewing the attitudes, or low-tact reactions of these ‘stars’, we commit to integrating our egos, and stoic opinions, with how people react to and address problems; without ever having to bother with ‘real’ people. Solutions, tact, and compromise take the back seat to entitlement, and audacity. In this, only the self exists (in the state of a hive like mind virus). Without reflection or thought, we are conditioned to victimize ourselves, in order to elicit sympathy, or to piss on someone’s tree because they’re ruining our Pretty Princess Birthday :(

The notion that perception is reality, negates any valid form of logic, and insists upon a vaguely cloaked prejudice of finite portions (see: politically correct), a person is not equal to being a person, due to any variance deemed unnecessary to popular society. One learns to back away from discussions, indifference is next to godliness; “whatever” becomes the neu/neo Bohemian Nihilistic battle cry. The same regressive logic was used to indoctrinate Germany, you were either with the party, or you turned a blind eye to it. To this, 1998; I will leave you with a quote from Winston Churchill.

“we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be,”

*1 society devoid of self by the reinforcement of a hive self. see: Nazi Propaganda Technics, Cult of personality.

*2 note to hipsters- we are trying to get rid of this abomination, please wait five or so years after it dies out to bring it back ironically, I’m sure you can trade your fixie, and radiohead cds in for a lifted truck and some Korn cds


From The Desk of K.W. – Goodbye 2010 – “Screw The Aughts.”

2010 kind of served as a nice bookend for the “aughts,” decade before it, kind of a scab, reminding us we came from some pretty heavy shit, and we’re still going through heavy shit. Bobby Ferrell, Geraldine Doyle (Rosie the Riveter inspiration), Teena Marie, Leslie Nielsen, Glenn Shadix (Beetlejuice), Peter Graves, Corey Haim, J.D. Salinger (Catcher in the Rye author), Zelda Rubinstein (Poltergeist), and Teddy Pendergrass all bit the dust… so it wasn’t an epic “M.J.” year, but still, it sucks when talent leaves this mortal coil.

We saw natural disasters (Haiti earthquake) and human disasters (BP Gulf oil spill), saw some great film like “True Grit,” and the debatable “Inception,” among crap like “Saw 3D.” We saw the stock markets gain a little footing, but are still entrenched in unprecedented unemployment.

Closer to home, Reno saw the close of the Siena Hotel and Casino, Nevada has a new Governor, Brian Sandoval, Sparks finished the first phases of projects such as the Legends (much more to go), and UNR won the most awe-inspiring football game (ever?) against Boise State. We’re still drowning in epic unemployment numbers, are dealing with more road projects than usual (which will be to our benefit sooner than later) and thus we’re doing a lot of thumb-twiddling.

On a personal note, I got a job, got laid off, recorded an album, laid to rest the partial predecessor to this site, www.godhatesreno.com, I am working closely with Ken Manz to make this-here Burncards.com do something interesting, and I am personally looking forward to 2011.

“Zero years,” (1980, 1990, 2000, 2010) are always transition times. Numbers don’t mean a damn thing in the grand scheme of things, but then again, they do. Decades matter. The youngest of the decade numbers of any decade are more a finish of the former nine years rather than be the usher unto the decade to come. If we really wanted the decade to finish out, it’s this year, not 2009.

Now this is just my point of view. Not necessarily Burncards.com, or anyone else:

I didn’t much like 2010 any more than I liked most of the 2001-2010 era. It was pretty much filled with disaster, be it politically, economically, world-related, right down to everyone’s personal family and individual standpoint. Music went from interesting to weirdly non-innovative, experimental left the building to make way for revisiting the past, television went from a mild form of entertainment to churning out better stories and interesting plots than Hollywood movies, political polarization has become practically a spectator sport with chosen teams, and basically everything is as complicated as it could be, upside-down and unexpectedly predictable (if there ever was such a thing).

There have been plenty of cool bands, projects, movies, artists and situations peppered throughout a largely failed decade, as to be expected. Or, to be pessimistic, maybe our standards are so low mediocrity is lookin’ pretty damn good right about now. Nah, I don’t think it’s that bad. I do, however, think we’re kind of reaching critical mass, here. The subculture has become culture, the underdog has become the big dog, and it isn’t a simple matter of to-sell-out-or-not-to-sell-out, we’re all fucking broke, and everyone is selling out. We simply can’t afford to eat and make anything anymore because we have the luxury to do so. We fight amongst ourselves for we feel helpless to find, see and live what we want. It’s the first time when I realize I’ve been defeated more by nay-saying, negativity and destructive forces–besides myself!

Hopefully 2011 (and beyond) will show the beginning. It’ll show the beginning of ten years of self-oppression starting to dwindle. sensibilities beginning to sober up and see the light of day, and people coming together to work rather than being the self-centered, important wannabe superstars we’ve been encouraged to be. I’ve often said, “In the age of the ‘meme,’ ironic it’s all about ‘me, me.'”

I want to wake up and see a day of possibility, not a list of unending fix-its. I’d much rather relax once in a while than constantly worry about tomorrow. I want to be the one that helps when asked, smiles when looked upon, and filled with ideas and implementation when asked how my day is going. I’d like to thrive rather than survive. I’ve proven I can survive, I want to learn how to live again.

I hope everyone in the world will join me, starting now.

(Photo courtesy Zazzle)