I Am Just A Mediocre Youtuber

How to be Successful in Life - Real Personal Experience

昔は昔。今は今。

Tim and His Toys

Great Conversation is a Waltz

Alternate lives

Two people: one is forty-one years old, living with his mother, with no job or credentials. He had a girlfriend when he was twenty-two, but they split when she decided to work overseas. He hasn't had a relationship since then.When people from a TV show went to to talk to his mother, he joined in and he was obviously drunk. The TV people made fun of him; he couldn't say or do anything but grin a toothless grin.

One was fingered as a robber; he was alleged to have held up a taxi. Except he manages a privately-owned convenience store; he doesn't associate much with others. And he graduated with the highest honors during elementary school and high school. He finished college, majoring in interior design.

I feel like there, but for the Grace of God, go I.

Good day, because good news

New post after some time.

I think the situation warrants being recorded. Because the day was uneventful, with unexpected news.

Now, I want to be cautious. Too much time has passed. What is lost, and what never came to be, well they stay that way. But clarity has been shed. 

Vindication, I hope they get it now.

History repeats itself

The recent Futility Closet story about Floyd Collins reminded me about Omayra Sanchez. So many well-meaning people, so many resources and more than enough time. And somehow both people die.

I wonder if some of them didn't try as hard because a bad ending would have made for a better story?

The Innocence Project: Eyewitness Identification - Getting it Right

I just want to say, we don't have this in my country. And we don't have reliable statistics on the wrongfully-convicted. Seeing as there is most likely a pretty substantial percentage who don't get to stay alive until they reach the court.

What you can do on your own

I guess everyone is fascinated with the question of how well they would do in the event when society's support systems fail. When the [insert qualifier here] Apocalypse comes, how long will you last?

I think it's easier to answer these questions if we look at a less extreme case, where someone voluntarily abandons a group/community and tries to make it on his own. How well does he do? How prepared was he?

Like the case of Philip Johnson. It's depressing how one can screw up his life despite having all the promise in the world, just because he couldn't follow the rules. This brings to mind Marc MacYoung's words on the subject:

Relationships are economies.   When I talk about economies, I'm referring to a back and forth of goods, services and emotional investments. Both parties are benefiting, both parties are active participants and -- most of all -- it's give and take. (For years I had a deal with the women I lived with. She cooks, I'll do the dishes. Together we got it done via this equal division of labor.)

We do more for those inside our family/clan/tribe than for those outside. While we may do random acts of kindness and charity to strangers, mostly, we reserve our good deeds, empathy and concern for 'our own.' It's a very inside kind of thing.

Outside, there are certain social standards that allow strangers to -- if not get along -- get through their day and take care of business. These are kind of broad, general standards that do have some specific application -- like you behave differently in a church than you do in a restaurant than you do walking down the street. People are generally expected to understand these unwritten rules in order to get through the day.The point is, these behaviors are kind of standard and really shouldn't have to be explained to adults. As an added benefit, extra courtesies are gifts (e.g., holding the door for someone, giving an elderly or infirm person your seat on public transportation.)

It's a sobering lesson. This is the threshold of adulthood: realizing you're not hot stuff, and that you need to observe the customs of where you are to fluorish. I see myself in that violin thief, and I affirm that he is not someone I want to continue to be.

Giving Your All isn't Always Enough

It kind of struck me hard, reading this news about Baby J. I've experienced being mediocre despite knowing I could do better. I've seen my friends move on to bigger and better things. I've choked on a career-changing moment before, even.

I'm lucky that my hiatuses have only been for three months at a time. But she's been plugging away for two years. 

The thing with her field is that it's so horribly competitive. The top won't budge, and every year more people are debuting at the bottom. Management has different priorities from advancing your personal career, and fans get tired of you - if they don't become rabid anti-fans first. People like her get edged out, then without a support system her skills degrade. It's hard to keep up the same performance level when you have to spend majority of your waking hours doing unrelated work to get the money for food or rent.

I write this to be reminded that effort and perseverance and everything else isn't always rewarded. You don't know what will happen. You just keep on going believing that you'll reach your dream.

Message of Optimism

I'm going to keep this research in mind going forward:

• Change by the Bundle: Study shows People are Capable of Multiple, Simultaneous Life Changes
• The Secret To Learning New Skills Twice As Fast