People are probably fed up with me some days, when I minimize their catastrophizing (not a word). "It seems so easy for you, not having anxiety"
Here's the thing, I have anxiety, I battle it. It becomes/became (for me) a disorder, and when it reaches a critical mass it begins to result in depression. Which is what happened to me, left it too long without addressing the need to talk about it. (5 years-ish). It does not become about me not having anxiety, rather how I control it. I think of things that are not related to my anxiety (school, stomach, pain). I play video games to escape the WANT to think of those things, I guess within the disorder it kind of controls you.
What I learned over writing this blog, which I had never wanted to come to realize is. Those people who suffer from anxiety disorder (severe or a casual variety) are not bigger than the disorder themselves. At least not until you understand and manage your life accordingly. Avoidance of conversating about school, talking about my ulcer (hey, you hear that I have an ulcer), talking about exams or talking about family matters (not the show). I suffer from anxiety now; however, at a substantially lower degree. I have learned to accept that for the time being, whilst I am in school. I will have anxiety, when I am at work, I may have anxiety. Keeping yourself occupied with even the most trivial things can help your situation. Have a hobby, and run with it. 19 years of gaming has done me no wrong.... yet.
Life tends to take a big runny dump on your chest at the most opportune time. You need to be ready, and able to deal with the punches it throws at you (it isn't Glass joe punches neither). I've learned to plan to minimize the damage of those occasions. Learned to appreciate having a mundane day. Doesn't need to be exciting, those mundane days are a must to keep you level headed.
I took a break from addressing these issues because I was doing great, finals are kind of wracking my brain. But, the holidays keep me in positive spirits and enjoying my time.
Remain focused and love those around you.
Also, I wrote it because it is monday, and mondays are the god damned worse.
Regards,
Devon
This is my life, contains anxiety and the constant struggle with the unknown.
Monday, November 26, 2012
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Living as an aboriginal person who looks white.
I identify with my race. I have a white last name, but will be changed sometime in the near future. I want to honour my living and deceased relatives. I speak, and interact with my mother's side of the family. I have always identified as aboriginal. I've never once identified as once in all of my schooling, or basic conversation. Never despised my race regardless of how they are portrayed in pop culture today. I am comfortable and confident in being a First Nations individual. I have relatives on my mother's side who grew up and played the same part as I, I have relatives who have chose not to disclose any information on race. I have faced discrimination, never to the severity of some of my relatives. I've never picked on a fellow First Nation member of society.
I love my grandmother, wish I had met my great grandfather and hope to know more of my ancestry in the future.
I understand the current crises that is found in aboriginal populations. I've read on the Kelowna Accord, the cutting of many aboriginal social programs (sisters and spirit for example), the lack of clean drinking water and the successes of the Yukon Brotherhood. I defend aboriginals in any conversation. I have pride
But, it does not rush to my head, I'm not about to go put on a headdress and go to a pow-wow or Round Dance. I am afforded rights as an aboriginal, although they have been narrowed down and reduced/cut over the past 10 years. I am capable of moving on, in a polite manner while maintaining my heritage. I still have basic Aboriginal rights. However, they declare me as Metis now, which is pretty insulting to paint us with a broad brush.
These rights I am afforded include decent access to prescriptions and coverage on some medical things. Can buy tax free cigarettes and gas (woo!). But, the biggest one is a majority if not all of my schooling is taken care of. That is something I personally cannot put a price on, I probably wouldn't be chasing my dreams if it weren't for that.
That being said, most if not all programs aimed to assist First Nations peoples are either government ran or ran by a white person. and hundreds of years ago when white people came and forcefully took land it pissed a lot of people off. They 'cut' us some kind of break, but it is never enough. it is at least 8-11 generations from that time, and we still demand more. The government could easily neglect the deal or work their away around it where they don't owe us shit. I'm aware of the many stipulations and stigmas my people face.
You did not know what residential schools were like unless you were forced into one, or have a relative who was. Anything you spread after that is hearsay. First Nations, are resilient and deserve the same amount of respect from anyone, as a general human rule, so should everyone else in society.
Don't ever call me white, or a hypocrite for standing up for my race.
More on this later.
Regards,
Devon
I love my grandmother, wish I had met my great grandfather and hope to know more of my ancestry in the future.
I understand the current crises that is found in aboriginal populations. I've read on the Kelowna Accord, the cutting of many aboriginal social programs (sisters and spirit for example), the lack of clean drinking water and the successes of the Yukon Brotherhood. I defend aboriginals in any conversation. I have pride
But, it does not rush to my head, I'm not about to go put on a headdress and go to a pow-wow or Round Dance. I am afforded rights as an aboriginal, although they have been narrowed down and reduced/cut over the past 10 years. I am capable of moving on, in a polite manner while maintaining my heritage. I still have basic Aboriginal rights. However, they declare me as Metis now, which is pretty insulting to paint us with a broad brush.
These rights I am afforded include decent access to prescriptions and coverage on some medical things. Can buy tax free cigarettes and gas (woo!). But, the biggest one is a majority if not all of my schooling is taken care of. That is something I personally cannot put a price on, I probably wouldn't be chasing my dreams if it weren't for that.
That being said, most if not all programs aimed to assist First Nations peoples are either government ran or ran by a white person. and hundreds of years ago when white people came and forcefully took land it pissed a lot of people off. They 'cut' us some kind of break, but it is never enough. it is at least 8-11 generations from that time, and we still demand more. The government could easily neglect the deal or work their away around it where they don't owe us shit. I'm aware of the many stipulations and stigmas my people face.
You did not know what residential schools were like unless you were forced into one, or have a relative who was. Anything you spread after that is hearsay. First Nations, are resilient and deserve the same amount of respect from anyone, as a general human rule, so should everyone else in society.
Don't ever call me white, or a hypocrite for standing up for my race.
Regards,
Devon
Friday, November 23, 2012
2012 NHL Lockout's downfall : Social Media
In 2004-05, the NHL had their way with Bob Goodenow, according to everyone. but down to the facts. Goodenow got a majority of what he wanted, gave up a few things. Like a cap system, everything went hunky dory for 7 years. Could've been 8 but both the NHL and players had their knickers in a bunch and didn't want to play with the CBA in question. So, 2004 all we really had to go with was TSN and whatever local paper and news outlets could spoonfeed us. However; the 2 sides (although took 3 months) eventually met in private over a period of days and hashed out a deal. The key, that 3 month break allowed for a lot of number crunching and evaluating what both sides could want, could do without. It was for all intensive purposes, a fair deal. Although 43-57 doesn't seem fair. On top of what the owners provide for the players daily, it is quite fair and reasonable. Players also made money through sponsors and had a pretty open window to work with whomever they want in that regard. Goodenow was capable of saying yes. Bettman was controlled by a very different group of owners at a very interesting time for the US economy.
Flashforward 8 years, we are spoonfed by the players what they think, owners don't speak, everyone scapegoats Bettman, you want to know the reality of it all, Bettman is told what to do by the very owners that pay these players. So, players bashing Bettman should be asking questions to their own owner. Instead of scapegoating people. Twitter also leads Athletes to think they know something about economics, again I bring up why are they bringing players to the bargaining table when they can't even use the correct form of their/there/they're. Players, spew venom. It does not go unnoticed by their club, fans, colleagues, and owners and in actuality really hinders the damn process. Enough apologizing to the fans players, if you wanted to play hockey in North America in the NHL you would communicate with your owner, or shut your damn mouth.
Now the owners, some may be former players at some level, but most of them look at their team as a business. Earning revenue and going about their day. These people apparently care about the game, to be honest they are trying to get the game going so they can get the hole in their wallet sewn back together. You know what, they are doing a damn good job. They are working on these so called economic issues (splitting 3.03 billion). Giving the players a majority of what they want. It just isn't the time I guess. Now they knock out games 1 by 1. Just cancel the damn season and work the damn thing out.
Now my biggest complaint, The media, whether it is twitter, facebook, TSN, ESPN?, Hockey News, everyone reports every little detail. Enticing someone from either side to talk before the negotiations.
STOP, on Wednesday, November 23 there was a buzz of optimism on the twittersphere that they could work something out. Some ass clown decided lets ask Don Fehr to bash the NHL and tell them what pieces of shit they are. Cause they will totally be willing to work after you metaphorically skin them on live TV. It is a game of he said, she said now. Something that never happened so publicly in 04-05. These fans the players say they care about, no longer care about the players or owners unless they are looking for a "retweet"
Oh, players by the way, you were afforded the opportunity to play the game you love, not the economics behind it. They own the team, they employ you, they pay you. It is how the rest of the world works, too. Please, quit trying to be a fortune 500 CEO, it makes you look more greedy than the owners.
Social Media is the fuel to an otherwise tiny fire, but at this rate it is becoming the Springfield Tire Fire.
I don't have an optimism for an NHL season this year, or next year for that matter. Because everyone involved thinks they have a say. Everyone thinks they know what is best. Everyone wants every fucking dollar of that 3.03 BILLION that lies on the table. Instead of splitting it, they are losing at at an astronomical rate. So, great job NHL and NHLPA.
Special thanks to the Media for trying to stoke every fire possible in regards to it.
It is amazing the power that technology has on something so much bigger than itself.
Regards,
Devon
Flashforward 8 years, we are spoonfed by the players what they think, owners don't speak, everyone scapegoats Bettman, you want to know the reality of it all, Bettman is told what to do by the very owners that pay these players. So, players bashing Bettman should be asking questions to their own owner. Instead of scapegoating people. Twitter also leads Athletes to think they know something about economics, again I bring up why are they bringing players to the bargaining table when they can't even use the correct form of their/there/they're. Players, spew venom. It does not go unnoticed by their club, fans, colleagues, and owners and in actuality really hinders the damn process. Enough apologizing to the fans players, if you wanted to play hockey in North America in the NHL you would communicate with your owner, or shut your damn mouth.
Now the owners, some may be former players at some level, but most of them look at their team as a business. Earning revenue and going about their day. These people apparently care about the game, to be honest they are trying to get the game going so they can get the hole in their wallet sewn back together. You know what, they are doing a damn good job. They are working on these so called economic issues (splitting 3.03 billion). Giving the players a majority of what they want. It just isn't the time I guess. Now they knock out games 1 by 1. Just cancel the damn season and work the damn thing out.
Now my biggest complaint, The media, whether it is twitter, facebook, TSN, ESPN?, Hockey News, everyone reports every little detail. Enticing someone from either side to talk before the negotiations.
STOP, on Wednesday, November 23 there was a buzz of optimism on the twittersphere that they could work something out. Some ass clown decided lets ask Don Fehr to bash the NHL and tell them what pieces of shit they are. Cause they will totally be willing to work after you metaphorically skin them on live TV. It is a game of he said, she said now. Something that never happened so publicly in 04-05. These fans the players say they care about, no longer care about the players or owners unless they are looking for a "retweet"
Oh, players by the way, you were afforded the opportunity to play the game you love, not the economics behind it. They own the team, they employ you, they pay you. It is how the rest of the world works, too. Please, quit trying to be a fortune 500 CEO, it makes you look more greedy than the owners.
Social Media is the fuel to an otherwise tiny fire, but at this rate it is becoming the Springfield Tire Fire.
I don't have an optimism for an NHL season this year, or next year for that matter. Because everyone involved thinks they have a say. Everyone thinks they know what is best. Everyone wants every fucking dollar of that 3.03 BILLION that lies on the table. Instead of splitting it, they are losing at at an astronomical rate. So, great job NHL and NHLPA.
Special thanks to the Media for trying to stoke every fire possible in regards to it.
It is amazing the power that technology has on something so much bigger than itself.
Regards,
Devon
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Twilight: Breaking Dawn part 2 spoiler/review
Holy man, where to start. This movie starts off with Bella looking around and stuff in detail, enjoying her surroundings then BAM close up of Robert Pattinson. Laughed my ass off, then they bring in Taylor Lautner as some kind of sad Keanu type dude to sit there and look like a ripped douchewad. Surprisingly he plays that well. Then we get into the fun part, the kid that she had with... uh. Anyways that kid looks so horribly CGI'd in some parts, I have no idea if they used a real kid but it looked weird as hell. (even coming from me). So they progress in some shit, or something I dunno, I was too busy laughing at the horrible effects and getting dirty looks.
Let me preface all of this by saying I had zero expectations going in, and it surpassed those expectations in the wrong direction. So after the kid pretends to contribute to anything, the big clown looking dude starts talking to whom I am told is his father. I call him the metro walking H and M guy. Then they do a hilarious comedy bit where bella starts breaking boulders like donkey kong. Which I lost it at that part. It was the equivalent of watching gallagher but like awkward, skinny and gross. So they get passed that shit and then some weird shit isn't explained at all then all of the sudden this Peewee Herman look a like comes in. Starts babbling doing perv faces the whole time. I'm sitting there confused as balls. Then I'm like woo! Maggie Grace, I'M NOT EVEN SURE SHE HAD DIALOGUE. So then she sees which if I saw this I would freak the fuck out to. But, that....kid who has now aged 10 years in 2 days. Jump for a fucking snowflake Space Jam style. So she goes back to peewee herman in the movie theatre he is in. He starts teleporting, I am sitting there like WTF mate. So then they try to force a very stupid and poorly constructed plotline after that. Which until that, there was none. Just a bunch of vampires circle jerking about how Kirsten Stewart has probably banged everyone on that set, at different times... Or the same time
So after the peewee herman finishes in his chamber he decides to bring in the first bout of racism. "the blackrobes" are a group of, thuggish type people in... Blackrobes. Fuck, stephanie Meyer should write more. She seems to be worth every penny. So these blackrobes are pissed, and have no brains so they go out like zombies to hunt these people. Then Bella or whats her tits gets a message which really doesn't translate to shit. it should say "people coming, go now." So, then they get taylor lautner to try to seduce her father or some shit by undressing and turning into a wolf.
Then something completely random happens, and they say they think she is Immortal, and they need proof by getting hear say from the rest of the fucking freaky vampires. Then with no backstory all of these vampires from india, and the racism part 2 amazon show up, and have super powers? what in the fuck is going on. Then they jerk off over their powers for about 20 minutes. And all of this time they don't fucking eat taylor lautner, that guy got his moneys worth, he is as talentless as Donald Trump. So continuing on, they start making o faces around this time at random scenes. Not sure if it was intentional. Then they get the italian guy to talk like Dracula for some dumbfuck reason. and his friend talks as if he has a lisp with peanut butter in his mouth. They all "witness" this kid has blood in her veins which is pretty fucking obvious by the blood in her cheeks.
Then the movie ends with a big meeting in Vancouver somewhere, and the peewee herman pedophile wants more of that kid (for later one can only assume) so he brings her over, and she is like bitch you can't read my mind Imma touch your face. And all the sudden he is just fine with it. Then the movie could've ended, but because they didn't want people like me who were dragged there to leave empty handed they bring in hot ass ashley greene to be all hot and shit. Then they initiate an imaginary battle, where it is basically Mortal Kombat fatalities everywhere, it goes back and everyone just leaves. But not before they bring in the most racist part of the movie, an aboriginal dude dressed in nothing but feathers, beads and a loincloth. Ends on a montage. End of the fucking movie
Alright to the review, first of all, these movies are the absolute worst, vampire movies are more overdone than Zombie shits. So, they overcompensate the awkward acting by bringing in people with no backstory, or any plot behind them besides the fact they are bodies for the last scene. Nothing about this movie really makes any sense, they have superpowers as well as being vampires. The scenes where they run look incredibly poor. And for some reason, they drive a god damn volvo instead of running places? Why?
How do they get away with this crap, it is almost criminal, embarrassing is what it is.
I wish I could make this more comedic, but me writing a blogpost won't even begin to tell you how laughable the attempt at cinema is. Good riddance to this series,
Regards,
Devon
Let me preface all of this by saying I had zero expectations going in, and it surpassed those expectations in the wrong direction. So after the kid pretends to contribute to anything, the big clown looking dude starts talking to whom I am told is his father. I call him the metro walking H and M guy. Then they do a hilarious comedy bit where bella starts breaking boulders like donkey kong. Which I lost it at that part. It was the equivalent of watching gallagher but like awkward, skinny and gross. So they get passed that shit and then some weird shit isn't explained at all then all of the sudden this Peewee Herman look a like comes in. Starts babbling doing perv faces the whole time. I'm sitting there confused as balls. Then I'm like woo! Maggie Grace, I'M NOT EVEN SURE SHE HAD DIALOGUE. So then she sees which if I saw this I would freak the fuck out to. But, that....kid who has now aged 10 years in 2 days. Jump for a fucking snowflake Space Jam style. So she goes back to peewee herman in the movie theatre he is in. He starts teleporting, I am sitting there like WTF mate. So then they try to force a very stupid and poorly constructed plotline after that. Which until that, there was none. Just a bunch of vampires circle jerking about how Kirsten Stewart has probably banged everyone on that set, at different times... Or the same time
So after the peewee herman finishes in his chamber he decides to bring in the first bout of racism. "the blackrobes" are a group of, thuggish type people in... Blackrobes. Fuck, stephanie Meyer should write more. She seems to be worth every penny. So these blackrobes are pissed, and have no brains so they go out like zombies to hunt these people. Then Bella or whats her tits gets a message which really doesn't translate to shit. it should say "people coming, go now." So, then they get taylor lautner to try to seduce her father or some shit by undressing and turning into a wolf.
Then something completely random happens, and they say they think she is Immortal, and they need proof by getting hear say from the rest of the fucking freaky vampires. Then with no backstory all of these vampires from india, and the racism part 2 amazon show up, and have super powers? what in the fuck is going on. Then they jerk off over their powers for about 20 minutes. And all of this time they don't fucking eat taylor lautner, that guy got his moneys worth, he is as talentless as Donald Trump. So continuing on, they start making o faces around this time at random scenes. Not sure if it was intentional. Then they get the italian guy to talk like Dracula for some dumbfuck reason. and his friend talks as if he has a lisp with peanut butter in his mouth. They all "witness" this kid has blood in her veins which is pretty fucking obvious by the blood in her cheeks.
Then the movie ends with a big meeting in Vancouver somewhere, and the peewee herman pedophile wants more of that kid (for later one can only assume) so he brings her over, and she is like bitch you can't read my mind Imma touch your face. And all the sudden he is just fine with it. Then the movie could've ended, but because they didn't want people like me who were dragged there to leave empty handed they bring in hot ass ashley greene to be all hot and shit. Then they initiate an imaginary battle, where it is basically Mortal Kombat fatalities everywhere, it goes back and everyone just leaves. But not before they bring in the most racist part of the movie, an aboriginal dude dressed in nothing but feathers, beads and a loincloth. Ends on a montage. End of the fucking movie
Alright to the review, first of all, these movies are the absolute worst, vampire movies are more overdone than Zombie shits. So, they overcompensate the awkward acting by bringing in people with no backstory, or any plot behind them besides the fact they are bodies for the last scene. Nothing about this movie really makes any sense, they have superpowers as well as being vampires. The scenes where they run look incredibly poor. And for some reason, they drive a god damn volvo instead of running places? Why?
How do they get away with this crap, it is almost criminal, embarrassing is what it is.
I wish I could make this more comedic, but me writing a blogpost won't even begin to tell you how laughable the attempt at cinema is. Good riddance to this series,
Regards,
Devon
Monday, November 19, 2012
The NHL and NHLPA: Apathy, agony, and annoying
3.03 Billion dollars, give or take a few thousand is what stands in the way of an nhl season. Between a couple hundred people who were not told by their parents how to share, or educated on logic and understanding. As a Canadian, I feel the need to have hockey every winter to help winter be more pleasant. It has been robbed from me and the other 33 million people in Canada. Even the babies being born right now.
Whether it is the NHL calling the players Cattle, NHLPA calling out bettman, the players name calling. It is not what is important. It has become personal, almost to a surreal level. "You won't give us that, well we don't want to bother." NHL responds "Okay, we should take a break and cool off" NHLPa " Haha, yeah that's what we need, is a break."
You know something NHL and NHLPA, you do need a break. You do need time off to give your god damn head a shake. Players are going to lose full salary. Which who gives a shit, they will find it elsewhere. Owners, have other shit to do, they may own multiple businesses or be dealing with personal matters. They don't lose a whole lot, that's why they are there. They own the company. The only people who lose from these childish antics are the fans and the employees of the various arenas, and merchandise stands. Fans lose on a grand scale, as they have nothing to watch, nothing to talk about, no rumors to watch, no thoughts and wishes about their team.
Those beer vendors who buy the beers by the tray just hoping to make 30 bucks on a tray lose, those seat checkers and security guards in the stands lose out. Rexall and arenas around North America (apart from NBA cities) lose out huge, as nothing big is going to happen.
A team like Winnipeg comes back to a city that was desperate for hockey since the Jets left, only to lay dormant as well. Fans have become a doormat, none of the players truly care about the fans. The owners know the big hockey markets will keep their fans so why should they care. Bettman is always hated, so why would this change anything.
You know what changes, players who didn't save shit are coming to the harsh realization how bad a work stoppage is. Those players aren't heard from. Because, the NHLPA takes the biggest, iconic players to the meeting. They might throw in a Westgarth just for fun. But, the only opinion the NHLPA has broadcasted wholeheartedly is Sidney Crosby. Why though? he has sponsors that are paying him well into retirement. It is not necessary to focus on him. Talk to the players who love the game, the players who know nothing but the game. Change your crew away from these stubborn greedy players and let it be. The only regular player who has been there with any economic knowledge is Mat Darche. Nobody else knows their ass from a hole in the ground, They go in there read the paper (maybe) pick out one thing, throw out the rest. Learn to cooperate and negotiate you Neanderthals. It is just downright annoying at this point that you have inexperienced greedy players unwilling to give one thing to the owners and take something in return. The owners came down to 50/50. Which was the biggest stipulation. Really, all you have to attack is the contract issues. Which if you sat down and actually had a back and forth instead of submitting an offer without talking to the other side, you may get somewhere.
One more thing against the players, Social Media and Networking is the dumbest thing you can do right now. You are not helping anyone by spewing how much you hate bettman, or your own owners who have locked you out.complaining about how you will not make your 3 million this year because of it. I got news for you, people are in worse shape. Those people also know how to share, have compassion, and cooperate in every day life. Something that was never taught in between your years of hockey playing.
Surgeries, flights, doctors, meals, hotels are looked after for you, as if you just have to go out and play the game you supposedly "love". Players keep you warm, paid, clean, dressed, and give you money TO GO OUT AND PLAY THE GAME YOU LOVE. They don't pay you to sit in a conference room and bash everything that is printed on an 8 by 10. Give me a break, stay playing hockey elsewhere then. I cannot go to my boss and demand 50% of whatever is in his pocket. Give your head a shake, they come down to 50/50 and you are too high on your horse to accept it over 22 games. Jesus Christ, you don't play 22 games you won't get paid for 22 games. If I don't work 10 hours in a week I can't go demand them. The world does not work like that.
Jobs, lives, money, and shelter for those who rely on a healthy persistent NHL season have hit the showers because the NHL and NHLPA cannot negotiate civilly.
So, NHL, NHLPA, Owners, Bettman, Daly, Fehr, Players. Fans of the game of hockey are no longer angry that you can't sort any of this out. We are embarrassed that you can't sort it out. We feel sorry that money is the most important thing in the world. Apathy doesn't even begin to describe it.
I'm sorry that the NHL has turned into the most greedy league in sports in over a century. This has become ridiculous, and really I don't care if you come back this year.
The game I love is getting torn in half by children, and children who have no ability to rationalize at that.
Best Regards,
Devon
Whether it is the NHL calling the players Cattle, NHLPA calling out bettman, the players name calling. It is not what is important. It has become personal, almost to a surreal level. "You won't give us that, well we don't want to bother." NHL responds "Okay, we should take a break and cool off" NHLPa " Haha, yeah that's what we need, is a break."
You know something NHL and NHLPA, you do need a break. You do need time off to give your god damn head a shake. Players are going to lose full salary. Which who gives a shit, they will find it elsewhere. Owners, have other shit to do, they may own multiple businesses or be dealing with personal matters. They don't lose a whole lot, that's why they are there. They own the company. The only people who lose from these childish antics are the fans and the employees of the various arenas, and merchandise stands. Fans lose on a grand scale, as they have nothing to watch, nothing to talk about, no rumors to watch, no thoughts and wishes about their team.
Those beer vendors who buy the beers by the tray just hoping to make 30 bucks on a tray lose, those seat checkers and security guards in the stands lose out. Rexall and arenas around North America (apart from NBA cities) lose out huge, as nothing big is going to happen.
A team like Winnipeg comes back to a city that was desperate for hockey since the Jets left, only to lay dormant as well. Fans have become a doormat, none of the players truly care about the fans. The owners know the big hockey markets will keep their fans so why should they care. Bettman is always hated, so why would this change anything.
You know what changes, players who didn't save shit are coming to the harsh realization how bad a work stoppage is. Those players aren't heard from. Because, the NHLPA takes the biggest, iconic players to the meeting. They might throw in a Westgarth just for fun. But, the only opinion the NHLPA has broadcasted wholeheartedly is Sidney Crosby. Why though? he has sponsors that are paying him well into retirement. It is not necessary to focus on him. Talk to the players who love the game, the players who know nothing but the game. Change your crew away from these stubborn greedy players and let it be. The only regular player who has been there with any economic knowledge is Mat Darche. Nobody else knows their ass from a hole in the ground, They go in there read the paper (maybe) pick out one thing, throw out the rest. Learn to cooperate and negotiate you Neanderthals. It is just downright annoying at this point that you have inexperienced greedy players unwilling to give one thing to the owners and take something in return. The owners came down to 50/50. Which was the biggest stipulation. Really, all you have to attack is the contract issues. Which if you sat down and actually had a back and forth instead of submitting an offer without talking to the other side, you may get somewhere.
One more thing against the players, Social Media and Networking is the dumbest thing you can do right now. You are not helping anyone by spewing how much you hate bettman, or your own owners who have locked you out.complaining about how you will not make your 3 million this year because of it. I got news for you, people are in worse shape. Those people also know how to share, have compassion, and cooperate in every day life. Something that was never taught in between your years of hockey playing.
Surgeries, flights, doctors, meals, hotels are looked after for you, as if you just have to go out and play the game you supposedly "love". Players keep you warm, paid, clean, dressed, and give you money TO GO OUT AND PLAY THE GAME YOU LOVE. They don't pay you to sit in a conference room and bash everything that is printed on an 8 by 10. Give me a break, stay playing hockey elsewhere then. I cannot go to my boss and demand 50% of whatever is in his pocket. Give your head a shake, they come down to 50/50 and you are too high on your horse to accept it over 22 games. Jesus Christ, you don't play 22 games you won't get paid for 22 games. If I don't work 10 hours in a week I can't go demand them. The world does not work like that.
Jobs, lives, money, and shelter for those who rely on a healthy persistent NHL season have hit the showers because the NHL and NHLPA cannot negotiate civilly.
So, NHL, NHLPA, Owners, Bettman, Daly, Fehr, Players. Fans of the game of hockey are no longer angry that you can't sort any of this out. We are embarrassed that you can't sort it out. We feel sorry that money is the most important thing in the world. Apathy doesn't even begin to describe it.
I'm sorry that the NHL has turned into the most greedy league in sports in over a century. This has become ridiculous, and really I don't care if you come back this year.
The game I love is getting torn in half by children, and children who have no ability to rationalize at that.
Best Regards,
Devon
Thursday, November 8, 2012
Recently opened up about my 'disability' (BLCLaP)
Disability - lack of adequate power, strength, or physical or mental ability.
Deformity - A deformed part, esp. of the body; a malformation
Well, besides the fact I've recently started spelling palate right, everything seems fine with me. This deformity that plagued me through school is nothing but my badge of courage. Without it, I'd have thin skin.
I was born with Bilateral Cleft Lip and Palate. According to wikipedia 1 in 700 kids are born with either
Cleft lip (cheiloschisis) and cleft palate (palatoschisis)
I was born with both (Bilateral Clef Lip and Palate), although I was born with both it is considered moderate-severe and not "severe". My top two front teeth are sideways as a result, and have taken about 10 years to try to get them to function as teeth again. I've had multiple surgeries on my ears to stop the risk of going deaf. Thank the lord such a thing as tubes exist. I've had throat surgery, skin grafts, and bone grafts. I've had 3-4 surgeries on my upper lip at a very young age. (2 months-2 years). My mother was there through it all, I was unable to cry or I would rip the stitching. I was unable to suck my thumb or I would hit my septum and sinuses. My mom was my hero, and still is.
I had surgery to pin up fallen ears and one fell again. Leading to the frodo/elf name calling. Those children in middle school also said I looked like a goblin. There is that. I've been told I'm too ugly to date.
I've had bone taken from both hips giving me some pretty bad pain in both. I've had what I am assuming a very botched leg surgery which leads to pain in my left leg. and continuous pain in my right leg.
This is who I am, a person who has endured at least 17+ surgeries, who has realized life is too short and people can be out of your life in a second. A person who hugs and kisses the ones he loves whenever he leaves them for even an hour because I don't know if I will be back alive or they will be back alive. I try to never say bye, instead I say see you later.
Life is nothing to gamble with or take for granted. I've always looked at my deformity/disability as bad luck. Over the past year my view has changed much to the good luck side.
I would not be who I am today, in strength, in intelligence without it. I would not have the honest and sincere tone with the people I love. I wouldn't have learned to appreciate the moments on earth. I would not have thick skin or learn to let things roll off of my back. Learned that things get better.
I've let go much of my reserved anger and frustration tied into my own birth defect, and all the bullshit that people tried to stir up with it.
http://www.craniofacial.net/cleft-lip-bilateral Here is more information, not the best information but better than wikipedia.
I appreciate everyone who has cared deeply about me. The people who have been there through everyone of them. My Hermano, Uncle, my Step father Ravid and especially my mom.
Thank you for taking the time to read about me
Regards, Devon
Deformity - A deformed part, esp. of the body; a malformation
Well, besides the fact I've recently started spelling palate right, everything seems fine with me. This deformity that plagued me through school is nothing but my badge of courage. Without it, I'd have thin skin.
I was born with Bilateral Cleft Lip and Palate. According to wikipedia 1 in 700 kids are born with either
Cleft lip (cheiloschisis) and cleft palate (palatoschisis)
I was born with both (Bilateral Clef Lip and Palate), although I was born with both it is considered moderate-severe and not "severe". My top two front teeth are sideways as a result, and have taken about 10 years to try to get them to function as teeth again. I've had multiple surgeries on my ears to stop the risk of going deaf. Thank the lord such a thing as tubes exist. I've had throat surgery, skin grafts, and bone grafts. I've had 3-4 surgeries on my upper lip at a very young age. (2 months-2 years). My mother was there through it all, I was unable to cry or I would rip the stitching. I was unable to suck my thumb or I would hit my septum and sinuses. My mom was my hero, and still is.
I had surgery to pin up fallen ears and one fell again. Leading to the frodo/elf name calling. Those children in middle school also said I looked like a goblin. There is that. I've been told I'm too ugly to date.
I've had bone taken from both hips giving me some pretty bad pain in both. I've had what I am assuming a very botched leg surgery which leads to pain in my left leg. and continuous pain in my right leg.
This is who I am, a person who has endured at least 17+ surgeries, who has realized life is too short and people can be out of your life in a second. A person who hugs and kisses the ones he loves whenever he leaves them for even an hour because I don't know if I will be back alive or they will be back alive. I try to never say bye, instead I say see you later.
Life is nothing to gamble with or take for granted. I've always looked at my deformity/disability as bad luck. Over the past year my view has changed much to the good luck side.
I would not be who I am today, in strength, in intelligence without it. I would not have the honest and sincere tone with the people I love. I wouldn't have learned to appreciate the moments on earth. I would not have thick skin or learn to let things roll off of my back. Learned that things get better.
I've let go much of my reserved anger and frustration tied into my own birth defect, and all the bullshit that people tried to stir up with it.
http://www.craniofacial.net/cleft-lip-bilateral Here is more information, not the best information but better than wikipedia.
I appreciate everyone who has cared deeply about me. The people who have been there through everyone of them. My Hermano, Uncle, my Step father Ravid and especially my mom.
Thank you for taking the time to read about me
Regards, Devon
Conversations in Post-Secondary, update on me.
Shoveled 3 times, snow blows. Ba dum tsch.
Anyways, I've been doing well in school, at the cost of my health. Rest of me is beginning to quit itself. My hips don't lie, and just got up and said fuck you. You will be in pain for a bit. Back hurts. Ulcer is getting mashed from anxiety issues. But, again things could be worse.
Experiencing the best grades I have had in awhile. Quite proud of myself, no idea how proud anyone else is of my efforts. Here is part of why I wrote this, I go out there and write my exams for me now. No worrying about what other people are doing, when they study, how they study, when they jerk off. I am focused more than ever but my body is breaking all momentum built up. I had hit a spell of severe anxiety.
I'm coming out of it unscathed or not worried about my mental health. A rather easy path out of the spell, Which is rare. This is down in the dumps time for many students, depressing around there. It is hard for me to enter the building because everyone is talking about exams and grades, or is depressed about exams and grades.. Who gives a fuck, it irritates me to no end that people cannot have a conversation without knowing every human's Major/Minor. Get to know something about the human being. If anything changes more often than a human being it is how often they change their major or minor.
It is beyond frustrating when people ask me how my grades are, what I thought of that exam, when I am studying. I am studying when the space aliens come to earth, I thought the exam should've had more dongs in the questions and I got a picture of an elephant as a god damned grade.
Decided to take this week off as a precautionary from burnout. So far, so good. I've recouped, and hopefully will refocus soon.
Regards,
Devon
Anyways, I've been doing well in school, at the cost of my health. Rest of me is beginning to quit itself. My hips don't lie, and just got up and said fuck you. You will be in pain for a bit. Back hurts. Ulcer is getting mashed from anxiety issues. But, again things could be worse.
Experiencing the best grades I have had in awhile. Quite proud of myself, no idea how proud anyone else is of my efforts. Here is part of why I wrote this, I go out there and write my exams for me now. No worrying about what other people are doing, when they study, how they study, when they jerk off. I am focused more than ever but my body is breaking all momentum built up. I had hit a spell of severe anxiety.
I'm coming out of it unscathed or not worried about my mental health. A rather easy path out of the spell, Which is rare. This is down in the dumps time for many students, depressing around there. It is hard for me to enter the building because everyone is talking about exams and grades, or is depressed about exams and grades.. Who gives a fuck, it irritates me to no end that people cannot have a conversation without knowing every human's Major/Minor. Get to know something about the human being. If anything changes more often than a human being it is how often they change their major or minor.
It is beyond frustrating when people ask me how my grades are, what I thought of that exam, when I am studying. I am studying when the space aliens come to earth, I thought the exam should've had more dongs in the questions and I got a picture of an elephant as a god damned grade.
Decided to take this week off as a precautionary from burnout. So far, so good. I've recouped, and hopefully will refocus soon.
Regards,
Devon
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