Maklyn's blog: "Random Thoughts and Sh*t"

I look around at the world and wonder just what the hell happened since I was born? I grew up watching the ORIGINAL Looney Tunes. Uncut as it were. Yosemity Sam geting shot in the face with a cannon, Wiley Coyote falling from a cliff, Speedy Gonzales showing Sylvester up at every turn. These were around from the time my dad was a kid. He's 70. Neither of us duplicated these stunts cause we were smart enuff to realize they were CARTOONS! I think it's rather odd that the people cutting the heart from my childhood are the very same ones that grew up watching the same damn cartoons. Do they think their children are that dumb? Or are they just too bothered with the rest of their lives to worry about actually raising their children and teaching them right and wrong? The difference between living, breathing human beings and celluloid creations from a by-gone era?

Why are we, as human beings, so driven to make sense out of life? Why does there have to be meaning to our existence? I like my life, other than lack of regular female companionship, and it won't ever mean anything. Not going to cure cancer or win a Nobel Prize in physics. I convert oxygen to carbon dioixde just like every1 else. Why can't mankind get beyond the need to believe in a higher power? (Insert deity name here) Has anybody, besides me, ever thought we are just a science experiment left running too long?