My interpretation of some terms may not align with others and it’s important we are on the same page with our terminology if we have any chance to speak the same language.
I make some up but mostly I take terms I know and use them in my own way, for instance wet paper bag isn’t the full saying it is, couldn’t fight his way out of a wet paper bag, wet paper bag sums it up for me. Alternatively, someone tells me something like screaming eagle, and the explanation is completely plausible, it causes no harm in it not being the true meaning and, most importantly, it is funny.
Screaming Eagle
I get to introduce Scotty here, a mate I know is struggling too. It breaks my heart how many of my friends are struggling, does it break yours? Many of your friends are struggling, you very likely are, what do we do about this? The pursuit of happiness is proving not to be any road to happiness, so what do we do?
After primary Scotty and I went to two different schools, they came with two different languages, still English but one not really.
14 years old, me and Scotty are at Magic Mountain, been there all day and had a blast. Start walking home and the beautiful worker woman pulled over and gave us a lift into town. She was attractive, she was the first woman who I had a sexually motivated boner over, right there in the back seat of her car.
Scotty clearly had similar thoughts going through his head, well it is all that ever went through Scotty’s head really. I didn’t have any thoughts, just this thing that came when I saw down this women’s shirt accidentally and it got all vibratory energy like, never experienced it before, freaked me out.
Scotty banged on about her all day, and I don’t know if this conversation was had with Scotty but it’s plausible and the situation makes it more so. Scotty talking about a bunch of things she wanted to do to him, yeah she wanted him but he was playing hard to get ….. And then he said, ‘I wonder if she’d be up for a screaming eagle?’ It was a rhetorical question, he knew I had no idea what he was talking about, he just said it because he wanted to tell me what it was so badly.
‘So Freddy, picture a woman, how many holes does she have? Three right? Yep, well done, haha! Virgin!’ ‘Anyway Freddy, she also has two hands right? So now, I want you to picture this, think really hard and try to get the full scene in your head. Picture that in each hole, and also in both hands is a big fat dick!’
Scotty pauses, he can see that I’m trying to work this out, it’s complicated. Finally the look comes into my eye that says okay I get ya mate, and Scotty says with a massive smile on his face ‘screaming eagle’.
‘You’re welcome’.
Contradiction
I was reading the cricinfo biography for a retiring cricketer, Peter Siddle. I really enjoyed watching him bowl, the guy worked hard non-stop, all day, every day. It was exhausting watching him. It is well know that Siddle is vegan, eats a box of bananas or something crazy on match days.
His bio states that Peter is a contradiction, a farmer who is also a vegan. This is not the meaning of contradiction, maybe saying he was a butcher and a vegan provided the veganism involves animal rights. Alternatively, a contradiction would be something like Hitler giving an anti-discrimination speech, Donald Trump saying something intelligent, Ghandi running the UFC or a rascist and bigot like Tony Abbott being named the Minister for Aboriginal Affairs.
Oh, wait, the last one actually happenned ….
WAIT! There’s more! We first voted this maggot as our Prime Minister, and, AND, somehow we Aussie’s think we have the right to bag out America. Yeah, they voted him in twice, but we voted in someone thrice as bad, we really are a shit piece of shit people.
Sack of wet cement
This one I am pretty sure is real. It more or less means someone or something is a dead weight, you would not want it tied to your feet when pushed off a ship in the middle of the ocean. There is only one direction you go in this situation and it is straight down, this is all a dead weight does, brings everything in it’s world down.
If David and the RSL weren’t such sacks of wet cement the Groundskeeper might actually have a chance of bringing some security to it’s life.
To believe, have faith, to think.
Belief – an acceptance that something exists or is true, especially one without proof.
There is no proof, key term here. Without proof anything we can summise, hypothesize, presume, attach ourselves to is merely a guess. It is not acceptance, it is a guess based on attachment to how someone wants something to be. So much so they will ignore the myriads of evidence available proving their guess wrong.
The bible is not even subjective evidence, it is a book written nearly 2000 years ago, parts of it longer. Nobody alive was there witnessing any of the events. Nobody can know anything about this book, including the motivation behind it, the only thing available is belief, acceptance without proof, a guess.
This is merely what belief is a guess that I reallly really really really want to to be true. So much so I will ignore all the evidence, the fact that not a single person in my life or the life of anybody I have known has found freedom through this stupid thing doesn’t matter. In fact, if I were to use my own brain I will see that it has done nothing but brought violence to the world, hatred and separation.
Faith – strong belief in the doctrines of a religion, based on spiritual conviction rather than proof.
Again, there is no proof.
I have a mate, beautiful mate, Dominic who is holding the world and himself back with faith. This man believes that if he were to jump off a cliff he will bounce straight up. He is a medicine provider and her has this rubbish in his space, he does what he does more beautifully than anybody but still he is putting a fence around the people he works with.
If you have faith and this is your answer, it is not an answer, it is not an answer until it is proven. To be free one has to test their faith, you, believer in cliff jumping miracles will need to test this for freedom and I don’t know a whole lot of people who have survived this. Not much objective evidence is available to me.
It doesn’t seem like the most repeatable or reliable way to freedom. In one way it is, just comes without the breathing part.
Alternatively understand faith is belief, it is a guess, it is getting in the way of the truth, of the evidence. It, as much as belief, is causing absolute separation.
To think – have a particular opinion, belief, or idea about someone or something.
Well, it means exactly the same as the above but without as much attachment. There is still attachment but not as much, it may be possible to get through to you.
I think this and that, I am a hairdresser and I think this about Artificial Intelligence because the lyrics in a song I listen to said this, or Mary down the road said so-and-so, and I believe her. All the while there is the world’s leading AI engineer trying to tell you that you are wrong and this is why, the why based on evidence, based on a specialist. The why that means nothing in comparison to your I think, I believe.
See what I’m getting at here?
Understand basic language and thinking for yourself becomes much more available.
Subjective data
Subjective data is information that comes directly from the patient and reflects their personal perspective.
An example is the pain scale, it is not measurable in any other way other than opinion. It is opinion always because everybody perceives pain differently.
The start of the session a doctor asks your pain level, you respond. They, then, at the end of the session, again, you respond. Starting at a pain level of 7, decreasing to 5 by the end of the session. The therapy was successful in making your pain two levels better. Personal perspective based data.
Subjective data is not reliable nor consistent. It does not mean something is true, it is not evidence.
Subjective data is always a bit of a guess, hmmm, ummm, it feels about a, I don’t know, maybe a seven.
Objective data
Objective data is information that is verifiable and consistent, regardless of who is collecting it.
Objective data is math, pure mathematics and nothing else. It is numbers, everything is repeatable by anybody with the right equipment, it is evidence based.
17 monkeys died and three were cured from the disease by treatment A. 17 monkeys were cured, three had no change, and zero died from treatment B. Numbers simple.
A study scooping jelly beans with a specfic scoop found after 91265 scoops that, on average, each scoop of jelly beans contains 143 jelly beans. Data. It is made up of, on average, 31 white, 22 green, 17 black, 9 brown, 34 blue, 13 purple and 17 yellow.
Objective data is reliable and consistent. It means something is as close to true as can be proven, there are occasionally exceptions, but overall objective data is much more reliable evidence.
So, I guess, for everyone asking the stupid question of who decides what is true? I’d imagine the answer is the objective data. Everything else is subjective, just a guess, no need to get all bent out of shape about it all.
Guys
Guys, I use this word a lot, I use it for both women and men and groups alike. My blood boils when people, women, a group of them, tell me not to call them guys because they aren’t guys, when they completely are. Ignorance, shits me to tears.
Guys, this word, that means a collective of people, any people, all people. There is no gender in this word, it does not have a masculine or feminine identity. It is the perfect word to call a group of anybody’s.
To argue that calling a bunch of women guys is like you calling me a girl is pure stupidity, it means you have no idea what you are talking about, you bring no value to my world, anybody’s world. There is literally a YouTube video I once saw on a young woman banging on about this word for 20 minutes, not-realising, or taking the time to understand it first, do a tiny bit of research, understand it is gender neutral.
The singular is masculine, two different words.
The funniest thing about this word however is its origins, I’m just going to copy and paste from the dictionary, you do the rest;
The original definition of “guy” and its plural “guys” stems from Guy Fawkes and the effigy of him burned on Guy Fawkes Day in England. These effigies, often depicted in ragged or grotesque attire, became known as “guys”. Over time, the term evolved to describe a person of strange or poorly dressed appearance, and then eventually, a more general term for a man. In modern usage, “guys” is often used as a gender-neutral term for a group of people.