Oh yeah, I've got jury summons...
Now, I know that in all reality I will b e immediately rejected by the selection committee because I have funny hair and a lip piercing. And all in all that is a good thing in that I don't have to sit around for a long time.
But on the other hand, that's really quite terrible, this mentality. I mean, the judicial system is set up so that a jury of one's peers are selected and a jury not only has the duty to determine whether a defendant is guilty of the accused action, but also to constantly evaluate the falliability of the judicial system. And by my saying "W00t, fuck teh system", I'm choosing to not do my part to ensure that people are given their right to a fair trial.
Goddamnit. Fucking jurisprudence...
Sigh. How many interviews do I have to conduct? I still have a genuine interest in hearing peoples' responses, the hiring process, etc, but I keep wishing I could throw people for a spin and ask them about potatoes, frolicking mildly in the midst.
Dah! Nah nah nah! Shirking respomsibility!
On another note, I experienced ego death for the first time yesterday. Quite a ride, I'll tell you.
Now, I know that in all reality I will b e immediately rejected by the selection committee because I have funny hair and a lip piercing. And all in all that is a good thing in that I don't have to sit around for a long time.
But on the other hand, that's really quite terrible, this mentality. I mean, the judicial system is set up so that a jury of one's peers are selected and a jury not only has the duty to determine whether a defendant is guilty of the accused action, but also to constantly evaluate the falliability of the judicial system. And by my saying "W00t, fuck teh system", I'm choosing to not do my part to ensure that people are given their right to a fair trial.
Goddamnit. Fucking jurisprudence...
Sigh. How many interviews do I have to conduct? I still have a genuine interest in hearing peoples' responses, the hiring process, etc, but I keep wishing I could throw people for a spin and ask them about potatoes, frolicking mildly in the midst.
Dah! Nah nah nah! Shirking respomsibility!
On another note, I experienced ego death for the first time yesterday. Quite a ride, I'll tell you.
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Maybe the machines work differently here, or maybe mine's broken.
Or maybe we dream differently.
Or maybe you just used this whole dream machine-thingy as an elaborate excuse for getting in contact with me.
There's no need for pretense.
Dance, if you wish it.