Several years ago, a Global Warming craze swept the nation. Everyone was terrified by new research which uncovered that humans were burning fuels and generally laying waste to the atmosphere. “The earth is heating up too quickly! We have to stop our wastes or she’ll blow!” was the general sentiment. Citizens were urged to “Go Green” and those who opposed the movement were labeled greedy and selfish for not caring about the earth’s demise—and our own.
“Green” merchandise was sold for the eco-friendly use by the family and the individual at home, work, and wherever else you might happen to be. The media, the politicians, they all went crazy about this Global Warming theory. Even our public schools began teaching the stuff as solid fact, despite its recent appearance and untestedness.
I, however, was not so sure. I do not say this in braggery, for it was not my own merit that brought me to this conclusion. Rather, I read a couple of pieces from sources that I trusted which provided different evidence than was commonly circulated, and provided an explanation on how the latter evidence was arrived at. I took a chance and trusted this data, stating that I did not believe the Global Warming theory to be true. (I also did some research on my own, none of which led me to change my position.)
It turned out that my chanced decision paid off, for a year (more or less) later the media went silent, and if you knew where to look you could see a scandal being uncovered of Global Warming and the evidence that supposedly proved it.
I was part of a small group that had taken on the world and won. (Again, I do not mean this in braggery, for it was only God’s grace and mercy that provided the evidence and sources that swayed me away from it as I did sway.)
Christianity is not extremely popular in the world at present. Every year some new fad emerges and many of them do not even acknowledge a God. Once again I am with a small band who have set ourselves against the world. Does my correctness about the Global Warming issue mean that I will be automatically correct about this? Of course not. The question is, are you willing to take the chance that I am?
I have finally gotten myself a Tumblr! I have known people with Tumblrs for, indeed, a good while now. I hadn’t looked too kindly on it for a while because, from what I saw of it, it was simply a combination of Facebook (longer messages, more options) and Twitter (new friends, celebrity potential) with half the intelligence. Don’t get me wrong, the posts weren’t necessarily stupid or moronic in that sense, but I didn’t get why people had to post a quarter of a hundred posts per day of random photos off the internet and half-good love quotes. That’s what Twitter is for: short, spammy (or not) messages that may or may not have any real purpose, as well as just chitter chatter between friends (FB chat does that too, but you know).
However, I had been thinking for several weeks that I should be wanting a blog, on which I could say Random things from real life, various theories of mine (for sometimes I think of something philosophical (which makes the Random jumbling of thoughts sound a lot more intelligent than they actually are)), story ideas (for I am also an author, albeit unpublished at this point), and whatever other Random ideas of mine which I would wish to share with the rest of the world (whatever of the world doesn’t ignore me for lack of what else to do with me).
I did, then, earlier this week realize that Tumblr served my purposes quite nicely, providing a bloglike apparatus to serve me in my previously stated purposes, while at the same time allowing me to share photos, quotes, chats (I’m interested to look into that more…), and all sorts of other things which I have only just begun to realize. In addition, I can follow my friends from various aspects in my life (who happen to have a Tumblr, naturally) and they can follow me (in theory; we’ll see what happens).
And that is the somewhat uneventful and vaguely interesting story of how I came to join Tumblr.
Now, for those of you still awake, you may expect from me intelligent posts (that is to say, not a quarter of a hundred every day; for as I have already stated, that is what my Twitter account is for). If at any time I stray from being intelligent you may feel free to correct me (actually, you can feel free to correct me about anything). I do, however, retain all rights to this account and its content and may choose to ignore a correctory remark from anyone if it is ridiculous, unreasonable, illogical, Justin Beaver related, or for any other reason as determined by I, myself, or me. On the other hand, if you have anything that you think would make this better or would like me to talk about something in particular, feel free to tell me this also. You may do both (correct or suggest) by asking me a question. Now, it would seem logical for you to state your correction or suggestion in question form since it is, after all, a question form for the purpose of asking me questions; however, I will not hate you if for some reason you do not follow this simple suggestion.
My Twitter profile is http://www.twitter.com/JesusFreak42 (Hey, same username as here!) and my fanfiction.net profile is http://www.fanfiction.net/u/1914300. As previously stated, I plan to be more active on my Twitter account than here, using this as my blog (mostly in the traditional sense of the word: an online journal and rant-corner) and my Twitter account for the more active discussions, mini-rants (or “comments”, as some may know them).
Finally, if you have made it this far then it most likely means one of three things:
- I paid you to read this. All of it.
- You read the first paragraph or two (hopefully) and then, being the foresighted individual that you are, skipped most of the boredom to the last paragraph or two in the event that there was something important that I would say in closing, or possibly a summary that would save you the trouble of reading all that raw text.
- You have a rather large amount of patience in your reserves, the tanks of which have quite probably been emptied by this point.
If somehow you came out of this with the realization that both numeral one and numeral two are true of your situation, then you will probably not be receiving the completion of numeral one unless you go back and make numeral two untrue. If numeral three is true, then I thank you for your patience and hope that my future posts may be a little less boring. I hesitate to say that I find it hard and awkward talking about myself, as that could be taken as false humility; however, I would certainly find it more interesting (and then you probably would too) to talk about something like books or social phenomenon or UFO sightings (probably CIA; just sayin’).
So then, in closing (I get the feeling I said that about five hundred words ago), I hope to interest or, at the very least, entertain you. *watches as the last of the coals in the fireplace die*
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And so, until next time/post, I bid thee reader/stalker farewell. *waves*
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