Life in Slow Motion

I have found there a few things that can keep up with me. My computer doesn't move fast enough...Which leads me to yelling at it. My cell phone doesn't operate as fast as I do...Which leads me to yell at it. The coffee doesn't make fast enough...Which leads me to yell at it. So this can only lead to one conclusion. I am a pushy, stressed out mess. I have fallen into the Mcdonaldization of society. Everything pushing towards a easy, fast way out. Fast Food, single servings, microwave dinners...short cuts, detours, bypasses...artificial turf, booth reviews, uneducated heros hyped up on "roids." Where is the purity. Where is the Sunday afternoon drinking lemonade and reading a ragged copy of a Louis Lamour book? I am constantly fighting deadlines and proficiently goals. Not to mention a slew of pissed off people. I say I have the aptitude to handle it, which I do, but at times I have to let my steam off. Thank God for Golf. I can picture every dimple of the ball as some person hell bent and determined to blame me for wronging them for some trumped up charge. Grip it and Rip it. Bye Bye people, hello easy chip shot for a birdie putt (if you don't know what that means, mom, let me know and I will explain it to you). Anyway, I am off task.

I read a book called McDonaldization of Society a while ago. The basic premise of the book was how society as a whole is moving to the easy way of life at the expense of health and enjoyment. There is some faux happiness people get with a quick fix, eating away at the heart of what many of us have grown up with. (right now you are saying to yourself "what the hell is he talking about." Truth be told I don't know.) I read this book a while ago, but some of the issues still stick in my head. For example...I have recently become a pretty big baseball fan, Go Cubbies, and have always been a soccer fan. Soccer has never been a high scoring game, so the intense release of excitment after a goal is addicting. Baseball use to be the same way, but mcdonaldized now with astro turf. This makes the ball bounce differently and move faster on the ground...end result higher scores. Which leads me to another rant. Ball players making millions of dollars, arms as big around as my head, but can't string a coherent sentence together. What the deuce is that? People Suck.