Millennials are the WORST: Maybe This Isn’t The End Of The World

The best way to loose faith in humanity and society is to read the comments.

I have a very varied group of people on my facebook. From science nerds, radio casters, music producers, rednecks, old bitties, people who support equal rights for everyone, people who want me to believe Obama was the worst president the US has ever had, activists, haters, arrogant asshats, gentle souls, and independent ladies. Funny enough, I only add people I actually know or knew.

I don’t post much, except to share occasional articles on archaeology or express my dislike for a certain PM who I’m actually worried about naming because of a stupid bill he made. HOWEVER I am on there all the time. LIKE ALL THE TIME. With such a diverse group, I get all sides of the big arguments. Gay marriage. Millennials are the “Worst” (Ahem). Hypocrisy in the Church and government. Native neglect. I could go on.

I often read the comments on these things that get shared. I don’t know why. I know what I’ll see and I know it will depress me in the extreme. Gay marriage for today’s example. I see Christians arguing over who is a REAL christian, and how can you be a REAL christian if you take this side or that side. Doesn’t matter which side, because both sides use the argument. I think they all forgot that there are a lot of different sects of Christianity. I see Atheists jump in and ruin their point by making some rude comment about faith. I’m not Christian. I’m not an atheist. I guess if I needed a label it would be agnostic, because I don’t know.

What I do know however is that you should be kind. And if someone`s life choices aren’t hurting anyone, then it`s not my concern. That is what it should all boil down to. Always. REALLY ask yourself. Is that gay marriage hurting me? I’ve seen some arguments that it devalues the meaning of their own marriage. It really doesn’t, because what you are arguing is semantics. Christianity does not own the concept of marriage. It predates Christianity. If we just changed the word for marriage to something else, to create a differentiation between Christian Marriage and other marriage, a lot of people would stop throwing fits I think. It wouldn’t solve it all, but a lot.

By denying gay couples marriage, you deny them fair rights to government benefits in things like taxes. While Gay Christian couples would probably still want their marriage recognized by their faith, that would be an issue within the church. The issue out here is civic. They are HUMAN rights, not Christian Rights (as an example). It is hard to fully articulate the thought, but its such an obvious one to me that I’m sure I’m not the first it has occurred to. Either way, it doesn’t hurt anyone, so it shouldn’t be such a problem.

And yet, the comments I read are disgusting. Not just on the topic of Gay Marriage either. The comments grown, mature adults make, generalizing a large age grouping, are rude, inconsiderate, degrading, and JUST AS BAD as what I read in Gay Marriage arguments.

I’m not sure how I, a 27 year old with a B.A honours and a Post Grad degree, who is working 2 minimum wage jobs and struggling to support myself, while cursing the minimum wage for going up AGAIN because it ruins all chances of raises at work, and just raises costs of everything else, with a giant OSAP loan and no chance to buy a car, let alone a house, can be lumped in with 16 year old high school students who really don’t need to worry about things yet, and have the time to hang out, take selfies, and enjoy their youth like they are supposed to do. We are very different people.

All it takes is one bad apple, and the elder generations jump on all of us. We are lazy, self entitled, stay at home lounge-abouts. Did I mention I have 2 jobs? I know a lot of people my age with 2 jobs. It makes me wonder just how accurate job statistics are. So 100,000 new jobs in the month of whatever…. how many were taken as second or THIRD jobs by people who were already working? The fact that I can work 2 jobs and still not make enough that the National Student Loan people assume I’m too poor to give them their money, and the government pays my interest, is a ridiculous situation.

I repeat: The government that wants my money, will not take it, because I AM TOO POOR EVEN WORKING TWO JOBS.

I must be so lazy. How dare I expect to support myself. How dare I rely on family because I can’t. Millennials are the worst.

I got to thinking on this because it is utterly untrue. Yesterday, for a change, when I read the comments I felt hope.

Call Me Caitlyn. Can you believe it? Formally Bruce Jenner of the Kardashian Empire. Kim K and her sisters get a LOT of hate. Which is normal I guess, for celebrities. It’s the natural state of hate that appears in the comments almost everywhere. Except, not on this.

Now I didn’t click on any articles like the TO star and read the comments. I’m sure there was hate there too. But that’s also the arena of the older generations. The place where they tend to express their disgust with people like me. I got all I needed from Twitter. From reading the replies. From the Hashtags. From the Trending. From the wave of hate that unsuspecting Drake Bell received. Twitter, for better or worse, is the medium the despicable Millennials (like me) use for their news and their connections to the world around them.

On the whole, even the folks that kinda hate Kim K and her family, showed overwhelming support for Caitlyn. So accepting. So okay with it. So understanding of the whole concept that if it isn’t hurting anyone, it isn’t your concern. When Drake Bell made his stupid comment, he got hate. Because he tried to deny someone their identity, when it wasn’t hurting him. He proved himself to be a bit of a bigot, and the MILLENNIALS jumped on him for it. They made it clear that bigotry is not okay anymore. It exists certainly, but I have this new feeling. A hope that MY generation, including these silly high school kids who are rightly or wrongly fighting over school dress codes, will teach their own children that bigotry in any form is not okay. Because it hurts people.

And that their children will teach the same.

And that one day all the bigots will be flushed out of society. Died of old age and old ways.

For once, I am proud to lump myself in with the Millennials.

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My Life as a Human Migraine

“I’m not avoiding you, I really do have a headache”

 

This is my life, which has been conquered by migraines.

I have always gotten migraines, for as long as I can remember. I know I had them as a child, but I can’t remember specific events (not surprising). I would often sit at the dinner table refusing to eat certain foods that I “didn’t like”, to the point of tears and bedtime. I was never sorry for not eating these things either. I found out as an adult that it was because I could tell they were going to give me a migraine.

I don’t know how to explain it, but it was sort of by smell. Cream corn does not smell good to me, and when its in front of my face and I breath it in, I get a weird feeling in that space between my mouth and my brain, but behind my sinuses if that makes any sense. It didn’t matter how much my mom yelled at me to eat (she was actually quite scared about my diet) or how long I had to sit there, I would absolutely not eat it. Same with pork and beans, and a few other foods.

As an adult I researched migraine triggers so that I could better avoid them, and that’s when I found out that a lot of canned food, especially overly processed, causes migraines. It has something to do with a chemical they contain. For example cream corn would be the death of me (so to speak), but I LOVE corn on the cob, frozen corn, etc. so long as it is not processed. The thing I find most amazing is that I didn’t know what that weird feeling was about, and objectively cream corn tastes okay, but somehow I knew not to eat it. For this reason, I tend to pay attention to my sense of smell when it comes to food.

The migraines I do remember are the ones I got in high school. Even so I don’t remember the pain or much more than flashes of ice packs. What stands out are the ones that left me passed out on the bathroom floor. In high school I had the most severe migraines of my life, with the most frequency. They would be so bad, that I couldn’t open my eyes, I could barely walk, and I would throw up. My mom would try to give me gravol, but it was always this ridiculous “cherry” flavored chewable one that made the migraine worse (because of the fake cherry scent/flavor, which I also didn’t figure out until I was an adult). Almost every single time my mother gave me this gravol, I would immediately throw up. This confused my mom, and I remember her frustratingly telling me that wasn’t how gravol was supposed to work. Hugging the toilet can be unpleasant enough, but I can not think of anything I’ve experienced that is worse than retching with a migraine and an empty stomach.

The muscles in your neck and face tense up when you’re sick, which I never noticed until it happened while those same areas where pounding with a stabbing, deep pain. Add to it a sensitivity to smell as well, and the entire experience is indescribable. The only light was that I knew once my stomach settled the worst was over. My mom would bring me water and new pain pills, and I would sleep on the cold tile against the bathtub, using her clothes from the previous night’s bath as a pillow. The cold felt good, and my mom’s scent was comforting, and I realize as I write this that she never once disturbed me so she could pee even though it was the only washroom in our apartment. Eventually I would get up, sometimes hours later and move to my bed.

These migraines were no doubt caused in part by hormones, because they were never so bad before puberty, and I have not thrown up from one since I began taking birth control (partially for the migraines). I am actually somewhat scared of these migraines returning if I ever go off my prescription. Its hard to convey just how bad they were, because I can tell you they were horribly painful, but you will never understand my interpretation of the pain.

I have had a fractured knee and other broken bones, pulled most of the muscles in my torso, and had a deadly infection in my hand, but none of them compared to the pain I felt during those migraines in high school. Since then, my migraines have lessened in severity, but increased in frequency. I’ve noted all my triggers, but you can not always avoid stress, especially when it comes emotionally. There is nothing I can do about the weather. I have eliminated all the foods that give me migraines, I don’t drink anymore, I manage my time and even include extra time/fail-safes in case I get a migraine. I have evened out my sleep schedule, and maintain as much of a routine as I can. I maintain a steady level of caffeine, as too much will give me a migraine, but too little will cause withdrawal and migraines anyway. Even so, they pop up all the time.

Generally I get level 1 to 3 migraines a couple times a week. These are migraines that I try to ignore and don’t require taking pain killers as I’ve grown to tolerate them. The less tylenol/advil/aspirin I take, the happier my organs will be. I’ve gotten so used to level 1 migraines, that sometimes I ignore it before I realize its there. Someone might ask me how my head is, and I will realize I’ve had one just sitting there beyond my notice. Level 3 pain causes me to debate taking something for it. I will generally get a level 4 to 6 migraine every 2 weeks, give or take and depending on the weather. These are migraines I will take something for, and that will be that.

I get level 7 to 10 migraines maybe once a month. These migraines won’t go away without a max dose of two compatible pain killers which I have discussed with my doctor, such as advil and tylenol, or tylenol and aspirin (Never advil and aspirin, its unsafe), and secluding myself with an ice pack in the dark. These suck, because that means no computer, phone, books, puzzles, or anything that you can’t do in the dark. I haven’t found anything to do except sleep so far. Even so, these migraines will not go away half the time. I’m currently heading into day 4 of this migraine, which has required and ice pack for the first 2 days, and is still sitting in my temple and messing with my eyes.

Aside from the pain, I get sensitivity to light, sound, smell, and even touch, dizziness, sometimes trouble speaking depending on which side of my head the migraine is situated, nausea, sinus pain, and my jaw and neck tense up. Sometimes, I can’t even handle the tiny red lights on electronics when they’re off. Its not unusual to find cardboard taped to cover them, or any place where there is a light source. Sometimes I need it to be so dark that I can’t see my hand in front of my face. I need to be bundled in a blanket for warmth, but the coldest possible ice pack on my head, no cloth in between. Sometimes fresh air helps, but sometimes it makes it worse and is a hit or miss solution.

I kept a migraine diary for a year and took it to a doctor to discuss. To my utter and endless frustration, the discussion was basically “Yes, I see you get migraines, know your triggers, and there is nothing more I can do except suggest unproven homeopathy remedies”.  The doctor noted the frequent sinus pain, and gave me an nasal antihistamine to help keep my sinuses clear, because maybe it would help. She gave me a one month trial free, it did nothing (except relieve my allergies).  Another different doctor told me to take 400 milligrams of b2 (riboflavin) to see if it would help. It tasted like dandelions, and I didn’t notice any difference. At least it made sense though, as riboflavin is related to the blood stream and flow, which is believed to be related to the cause of migraines (increased flow, or size of the blood cells, they actually still don’t know). So while I don’t bother with the pills anymore, I do look for ways to include it in my diet (protein drinks and some breakfast replacements have tons). I was also told to take fever few, because someone did a study and thinks it might help. I haven’t bothered though, to be honest.

The doctor I took my diary to also noticed I carry a lot of tension in my shoulders, and suggested massage therapy. I didn’t do this either, but not because I didn’t think it would help. For one, it isn’t covered by OHIP, and who knows how often I would have to go for it to be effective. If I’m having weekly migraines, would I need to get a massage every week? That’s beyond my price range. The most significant reason however, is that I don’t liked to be touched. I’m fine with doctors poking me, and with family and close friends (and people I’m attracted to) being in my space. I’m not going to flip out on a crowded bus, but I don’t like it. The thought of someone I don’t know putting their hands on me stresses me out enough to give me a migraine. Coincidentally, my shoulders are an area where I’m not even very comfortable with those close to me touching. I don’t know if I tense up because of contact, or if I don’t like contact because I’m tense. I figure its like a wounded animal: it hurts, so like hell they’re going to let you poke it. I keep intending to buy an at home massage thing (appliance? what?), but it’s never on my mind when I’m out, or I can’t justify the expense. But I know my shoulders are an issue simply by the popping sounds they make as they loosen up on the rare occasion that everything is lovely.

I’ve chosen to blog about my migraines because lately I feel like they are wearing on my sanity. Mental health has been a big topic lately in the news and on social media, and it got me assessing my own. Do I need to speak to someone, or am I mentally healthy and dealing with my migraines in the best way possible? The hardest part is that I am in pain on a regular basis, in my head of all places, and there is nothing anyone can do. This is so utterly unfair, and my migraines have taken over my life in ways that I never expected. I don’t go out with friends much, because if the plans are too complicated, or the weather is bad, I will get a migraine. After cancelling plans so many times with the excuse of “I have a migraine”, people stop believing you, assume you just don’t want to make the effort, and stop inviting you. I am now in the position where I have a lot of friends, but no best friend, and no one to make any plans with (in part because after university everyone lives far away). Generally I have always made up for this by making my roommates my best friends, but now I live back home with family and it doesn’t work the same.

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep on dealing with my migraines forever. I suspect right now part of the problem may be my life situation, as I’ve just finished university, but haven’t been able to start my life yet (no related job, and I can’t even afford to live on my own) and am lacking in good exercise (winter is just ending). However, if it keeps on as it is, I think it will start to wear me down into a miserable, angry person, and I don’t like to think of what might come after. Its particularly bad right now, having had a migraine for 3 straight days, and my mood is in the hopeless gutter. It actually blows my mind how unfair it is that there are people out there who don’t get migraines at all, or rarely, and here I am living day to day, making plans based on if my head hurts today or not. It strikes me that this is not okay. This is not a healthy state. But the doctors can’t fix it, so what more can I do.

 

Review: A Discovery of Witches

A Discovery of Witches
A Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness
My rating: 1 of 5 stars

This book is a ridiculous mash-up of Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey for young adults. Too bad, because it started out great, until they added the vampire.

Diana:
Started out an intelligent, independent girl
-Got flustered when she met the vampire, ignored the danger, becomes weak and relies on him for everything, desperate to please him, can’t live without him, loves his family, has untold power none of them expected and is capable of another twilight feat that I won’t spoil.

Mathew:
– Super Rich, Rude, Smart, Stylish, “young” but incredibly accomplished, concerned with how much food and exercise the girl gets etc, etc. Christian Grey clone but also vampire who is irresistibly drawn to the girl that he doesn’t want to live without, who loves her despite the rules saying he shouldn’t, tries to warn her away, but watched her sleep and stalks her, takes her to meet his family, etc. etc. stupidity

Overall frustrating. It needs more of the alchemy plot and less twilight/50shades. Even the major plot points match up. Its frustrating and disappointing how little originality there is now.

And as if this isn’t frustrating enough, it was actually horribly written. As a reader, I shouldn’t be revising your grammar and feeling like I should send you all my notes. There was such awkward run-on sentences that I had to re-read large chunks just to figure out what they meant. A paragraph is made of multiple sentences, not one. The funny part is that my own writing isn’t even all that great and my experience with it goes no farther than research papers for school, but even I will notice when you use the same adjective too many times.

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Review: The Infinite

The Infinite
The Infinite by Douglas Clegg
My rating: 2 of 5 stars

I was actually really disappointed in this series as a whole.

It sets up a great plot idea, and lots of mystery, but then falls flat. The plot doesn’t make sense, like it was written without knowing how it would end, and the author adding in things as he thought of them. Not only are no answers given, but you are actually more confused the closer you get to the end. The first book, Nightmare House, was probably the best with regard to not sharing these same issues, however it also did not live up to expectations and potential. The second book, Mischief, was similar, and fell shorter. But this one, was the worst.

The sum total of this book was a bunch of random half-considered ideas thrown together for no reason. The more I think about it, the less sense it made. The set up was most of the book, and the conclusion was abrupt and poorly done.

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I Hate Primates

Why?

Ikea Monkey, Just a matter of time.

 

Because they’re evil little bastards. They’re just like people, if people were raised without rules and manners. Everyone is always like “Oh! What a cutie, with their little hands, coats, and prehensile tails”. No. It’s a trick. A trick so that they can assault you and steal you stuff. I’m not even going to exclude humans from this generalization, but I don’t think I need to explain how terrible people can be.

 

Here is an article about chimps raping things, mostly cats (Videos).

“There are some heavy implications of animal behavior if you want to delve, but rather than harsh your mellow with deep philosophy, I thought we could just enjoy these clips of chimps and monkeys happily raping lesser animals.  Not because rape is funny,  but so that perhaps we might come away with a littler better understanding of your uncle Andre.”

 

Here,  is a picture of baboons terrorizing some tourists. Like a gang. Of hoodlums.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

HERE, is an article about a woman who was severely mauled by a Chimp.

“Doctors say a Connecticut woman mauled by a 200-pound chimpanzee is making slight progress after more than seven hours of surgery by four teams of surgeons.”

 

Here, is an article about monkeys that are causing a food shortage and harassing women.

“They estimate there are close to 300 monkeys invading the farms at dawn. They eat the village’s maize, potatoes, beans and other crops. And because women are primarily responsible for the farms, they have borne the brunt of the problem, as they try to guard their crops.

‘The monkeys grab their breasts, and gesture at us while pointing at their private parts. We are afraid that they will sexually harass us,’

Unfortunately, this only invites the monkeys to break into their homes and steal the harvested crops out of their granaries.”

 

In Bali, at the Uluwatu temple, Monkeys have been taught to steal everything they can:

“If you want to go to Uluwatu temple, please be aware that there are a lot of monkeys that are trained to steal anything they can from you. Please put off all your belonging in the car or inside your well sealed backpack. My spectacles are stolen by the monkey and have to pay Rp. 10,000 to the con monkey trainer.” – Trip Advisor

 

Here, is an article about a man attacked by a chimp.

“In the six years he’s managed a sanctuary for abused and orphaned chimpanzees, South African conservationist Eugene Cussons is from time to time called on to comment when an ape elsewhere in the world attacks a human.Cussons says he could always pinpoint a moment of taunting or perceived aggression that could have set off the quick and powerful animals.

This time, though, the attack was at his own Jane Goodall Institute Chimpanzee Eden in eastern South Africa. And Cussons, host of the Animal Planet show “Escape to Chimp Eden,” is without an explanation.

In the end, Cussons, who was himself attacked by a chimp as he tried to pull it off Oberle, took the extreme step of firing into the air, scaring the animals away. Oberle was bitten repeatedly and dragged for nearly a kilometer (half mile).”

And, there’s a video to go with it:

 

 

Here, is another article about a monkey attacking a woman.

“The woman, who is currently recovering from injuries she sustained during the attack and didn’t want to be named, told theTampa Bay Times that she was just sitting on her porch Monday, minding her own business, when the monkey, a 40-pound wild rhesus macaque, jumped on her back in a very literal way and proceeded to gnaw and bite her skin, that being sort of a shtick in the simian world.”

 

How about this video, of a spider monkey attacking a girl:

And another article about an attack:

“Chimpanzees come across to the public as little darlings, often in diapers and always willing to hold hands. But they’re really aggressors, primate experts say, more than capable of carrying out attacks as violent as one that left a man fighting for his life.

Generally weighing between 120 and 150 pounds with strength much greater than man, chimps in the wild are known to kill chimps from neighboring groups, hunt other primates and even attack humans.”

 

And More:

 

Here:

“A 3ft pet monkey who dressed as Santa, wore diapers and played with his family’s children has been shot dead after the creature ‘flipped out’ and attacked his owner, ripping apart his hand.”

Here (Videos):

“In 2007, SS Bajwa, Indian deputy mayor of New Delhi, was killed after falling from a terrace while fighting off an angry mob of monkeys. Typically more of a problem in South Asia (India, Thailand) where Hanuman – the Hindu “monkey god” – is particularly revered, attacks by monkeys are on the rise.”

And Here:

“That was worse than any dog I’ve ever seen,” said Capt. Tony Barrett of the Bedford County Sheriff’s Department, describing the bloodshed caused by the “very aggressive” monkey that kept coming at lawmen even after apparently being shot at least twice.”

 

 

I could keep going, but I have an assignment to do. I think I’ve made my point though.