The Wild Card in the "Rail Scale." The best rating there is given by the creators themselves.

The internet, a vast wasteland filled with information, pornography, cheap materials, ways to make bombs, and most of all, people. With the new online web log people now call "Blogs," it has given host to one gigantic party. Just like parties in reality, there are those people that you just wish weren't there.

Mean spirited, the pathological liar, the person who exaggerates their story so they can get attention, the slut, the macho man (RANDY SAVAGE!!!), and so on and so forth. But there are those very few people in parties that really are simply put, awesome. The philosopher, the peace maker, the enjoyable, etc. The people that ideally everyone wants as a friends. But these are simply a minority.

When most people in the party strive to get attention, everyone is in competition. Everyone has a problem that they seem is the worst off in the world. Everyone has a terrible relationship that they're still getting over. Everyone has a horrible life it seems like right?

One thing that people love about the internet is the protective shield they obtain whenever they sit near their computer screen and type. They have a certain freedom. Because they can simply turn their backs from any argument or simply make up a lie, it's an ideal place to put anything you want down for the biggest forum in all the world. How do we know if you're telling the truth or not? We just have to either trust you or break you down.

Now, blogs. Mindsay, Blogger, Livejournal, Xanga, and however many countless ones there are, they are filled with probably millions of people. Some worth reading, most just cliché, a lot wanting attention. In a blog, you're able to completely change your personality and your life story if you wanted to. The only people that would ever know you're lying are the people you actually know in real life. But how much of a percentage is that in the internet world? Not very much...

So look at the wonderful world of a changed identity that you have laid before you. Whenever someone says something "Profound" you can always comment to their entry saying, "WOW! You're so insightful, I couldn't agree more!" Thus making you another profound person because you agreed with what someone said.

But it's kind of sad in my opinion that it takes someone who writes a rather poorly constructed essay about a topic to actually causes you to finally take sides on an opinion. But I guess you have to start somewhere, and what better place to start, than the biased opinion of one person? I also think that's a wise choice...

In life you have friends that are honest, hopefully. And a good friend is willing to come up to you damage your character when they see it as something they feel will lead to an unhappy future. As a friend to you that will possibly be leaving the Mindsay community, I am asking you to stop with the lying and face the truth about your life. No you are not the philosopher, you are not the smartest person on the internet, you are not always correct, you are simply a person with an opinion. And quite frankly, your opinion is not very educated.

I read on someone's blog an argument about video games and the stereotype people get that video games are a waste of time. This person was trying to fight that stereotype. However his argument was summarized, "This game is fun when I played it, then this game came along and changed the gaming world. You get to be a part of an evolution you've created. Games are fun!" Although I agree video games are quite a blast, if I were someone who were opposed to video games, I could easily question why couldn't you read a book? Why couldn't you watch a movie? Why couldn't you actually play an RPG (Dungeons and Dragons, ahem...) and be your character? It was a poorly constructed essay leaving many questions to be asked of the opposing side.

Whenever you wrote a speech for Speech class, did you ever write something that was three paragraphs? Unless you were striving for a low D, no you never did. So why do you expect me to really be moved by something with very little information that is high biased let alone filled with so many grammatical errors an English teacher would resort to drinking? I'm not saying write an autobiography, or an entire book to express your one opinion, but when have you argued with a person and used one source of information? You most definitely lost that battle.

So the community of Mindsay, I congratulate you. The few of you, thank you for your insights and deep thoughts. You casual writing was more than just casual, it was exciting. And for the rest of you, I doubt you'll be reading this, but thank you for the enjoyable and laughable moments you all so willingly shared with everyone. Perhaps I'm just someone with high expectations, but it doesn't mean I can't say what I want to say. So this may be a fair warning to you all, goodbye.

Perhaps I'll ask my brother for some of his webspace and start a good website of my own.

But until then Minday, keep it sexy.

- The Butcher

As an online journal, you feel almost obligated to write in here.  So, because the only conflicts I have can be resolved by speaking to people, I shall just inform you as the reader on what has been happening with my life.

I've been working and I got a raise up to seven dollars.  The big SEVEN DOUBLE ZERO baby!  Although seven dollars an hour may not seem a lot to you, I find it a very nice addition.  You see, not trying to seem like a "Big Shot", but I started later than two my of friends at my job, but even with that time gap, I have pulled ahead and I am currently making fifteen more cents than them.  From being the stupid Asian minority to someone the manager sees as a good worker, it's an accomplishment for me.

I've began to further my interest in photography by actually taking photos.  I've created a very small gallery, but hopefully it will grow in the future.  With it still being the summer and all, I have some time left to spare.

Whenever there has been downtime, I've been playing Super Nintendo video games.  So far, I've beaten Tales of Phantasia, Super Mario RPG, Terranigma, and various action games.  Although I've beaten most of the games I've been playing, I'm enjoying myself now because I finally have a game pad to play them with.  I'm going to start Final Fantasy III, but I've kind of moved to my GBA and I'm playing a Zelda game.  But it's entertainment.

I went to the Warped Tour yesterday.  Bands I saw were Day Two, The Matches, Funeral for a Friend, Mae,  Motion City Soundtrack, Billy Idol, Senses Fail, and best of all Thrice.  The downsides were the price of foods, six tickets for a bottle of water which is basically three dollars, crowd surfers, I probably got kicked in the face a good two dozen times at least, the hot sun, waiting the entire day just to see Thrice, and the complete disrespect for bands from people.  However, I am anticipating the new Thrice album very much now after hearing two of the songs that will be on the CD.  I think the CD will be great with the addition of keyboards.  The different sound is sure to please me.

Other than that, life has been at another standstill.  Nothing has furthered my mind and nothing has pushed me emotionally.  Oh well, surely something will happen soon.

-  The Butcher

Hello everyone. Just for the record, I am the one and only perfect being on this world. Actually, I am the one and only perfect being in the entire universe.

How did I become the only perfect being in all existence? Well, let me tell you a little story...

Once upon a time, I sat down and thought about life and formed my theories, philosophies, and opinions on everything. And from that point on, I started to believe those things. Those things that I made up in my mind were created by past conflicts. And somehow afterwards, I knew everything. I mean somehow conflicts I have can create the answers to every problem about life in the entire world. Crazy I know, but it's true.

Religion, music, friendship, relationship, trust, love, etc. I know everything. I built this wall of opinions, theories, philosophies, and etc. all by myself and do you know how it stays up? By hiding. Yup that's right, hiding.

Whenever conflict is about to show up at my door, I quickly leave the house and travel afar so I don't have to meet it. Thus meaning, if conflict doesn't have a chance to look at my "Wall of Life" there is absolutely no way that it can ever be torn down.

But there are those times in which I have to face conflict. And let me tell you something, goodness it's scary. There's no place to run and hide because I'm out there like the white boy at a rap concert. I must face conflict and how do I always win? Actually, there are a few ways to always win.

1. Whenever you're about to be proven wrong: Storm away but only after cussing and swearing at your conflict. I mean, what better way to show you're right about the topic on hand by swearing at your conflict? There's so much reasoning behind cuss words. And by storming out and leaving the conflict behind, technically you never lost the battle since you walked away before it ended.
2. Plain and simple arrogance. Let me tell you, when you know you're right on opinions you can just shut everyone else out of your mind. I mean we all know people succeed by themselves. Teams are just a bunch of idiots who have somehow learned to accept each other's opinions.

I mean, how is that even possible? For people to accept one another's opinions, theories, beliefs, and philosophies on life when it's not my own? Can someone tell me because I'm completely oblivious to the solution. For me, I've been so happy when I've rejected someone because of the music they listen to. Oh and because of their political party affiliation as well. Let us not forget about people and religion! Idiots I tell you, believing that there could possibly be a "God" out there. I mean I need 100% evidence that there is something out there. Although I accept the sciences out there like physics, even though physics and chemistry are just theories as well. But let us not go into that because we all know I'm right and I don't want to put any reasoning behind what I believe.

Also, another reason why I'm perfect, is because I will not let anyone damage my character. I know that this and that goes like this and that, but sometimes people just make me mad when they're say this and that actually goes a different way. I mean I don't need to be shown that I'm wrong in order to change for the better. I don't need to be shown that people are actually trying to help me out by being honest and showing the faults I have. Because I know that I'm perfect and I don't have any faults!

Everyone, let me tell you how to reach total happiness. Just drop what you've always thought and follow me. Follow my own beliefs that has very little reasoning behind them. I'm not willing to change, thus meaning you have to change and we all can live happily together knowing that you are what I think you should be.

I mean, what kind of world would we live in if everyone was able to express themselves in any way possible. If sexual preference wasn't an issue, if religions didn't cause conflit with each other, if the type of music you listen to doesn't turn backs to you, if the clothes you wear doesn't classify a stereotype of what you are, if the race you are doesn't cause a negative prejedice, and if you make a mistake people don't drill on you and blatantly insult you because you were wrong and not perfect. I mean, what kind of world would we live in if we accepted each other because we're simply different?

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I'll tell you what kind of world we'll live in, a good one. We all know what the ideals are in life, it's up to us to actually do something in order to obatin the ideal world we should be living in.

A revolution starts with one man, but can quickly fall apart when the arroganace and stubbornness of people comes into play and destroys what once was built to help people.

If you think I'm talking about you, I probably am. Don't expect me to walk away from you now because I've made my views public, I'm coming for you and I'm not stopping until my duty as a friend is over.

- The Butcher