Monday, May 2, 2016

on the irrationality of bed-making

i refuse to believe this is actually true. i think my search results are getting filtered, in an attempt to enforce the utter irrationality of bed-making.

i was tipped off to this when youtube wouldn't accept my thumbnail - for no seeming reason other than apparent horror at the idea of thumbnailing an unkempt bed. frankly, i don't fucking care. but, it's worse than this.

i need to point out that i have presented this argument to virtually everybody in my family that is older than me : a mother, a father, a step-mother, a step-father, two grandmothers, various aunts and, i believe, even one uncle. thankfully, it was only really the direct parental units that had opinions that were of any real consequence, and i did manage to convince them both of my superior logic, and at quite a young age. my step-mother was a deeply impulsive type and would simply make the damned bed when i was gone.

but it is not a difficult argument: making your bed is irrational because you're just going to unmake it when you go back to sleep. i mean, what's the first thing you do when you get into a made bed? you rip the sheets out of the side and curl up in the blanket. so, why bother tucking them in? it's not a question of laziness. it's just an utterly preposterous habit.

if you make your bed, you are an irrational person. i'm not crazy: society is crazy. and, i mean that. it's actually fucking true.


01-05-2016: sight-seeing through windsor, while shopping for estrogen

tracks worked on in this vlog:
https://jasonparent.bandcamp.com/album/period-1