Words…
What are words other than representatives of communication or lack thereof?
Dictionary.com describes words as a unit of language consisting of one or more spoken sounds or their written representation that functions as a principal carrier of meaning.
Now I’m lost…
Words shared through emails, texting, Face Book and Twitter don’t often come with meaning. Words resemble a gasoline rag landscapers tuck in their back pocket, both are oversaturated with fuel fully capable of igniting disconnection.
My father Joe has never been one who shares a lot of words. Expressions sell his message whereas I tend to use too many words making me just as hated.
I use words to help advertisers sell cars, boats, candles and excitement.
Pastor Flo uses words to magnify lost paths so wanderers can focus on true North.
The Transportation Safety Council has introduced a plan geared toward saving lives; no texting or verbally communicating words while behind the wheel of a car.
Bosses would love to enforce a little less word sharing on the company computer.
Having a great voice and delivery is no longer the most important part of a radio career; social networking a tribe of words is measured every day by IT department meters that determine if what’s being shared provides a big enough platform for reasons to sell.
Television sports and newscaster’s guilt trip viewers into believing if you aren’t sharing words on their Face Book pages or texting devices you must not care enough to belong.
Ouch! Ok radio does it too.
With so much weight on our daily shoulders you’d think we’d sink from the word scene and melt between the word cracks.
I laugh out loud when closet writers and poets softly say, “My words mean nothing.”
My daily word writing before each new sun is given birth might seem like nothing until you realize very few remember what it was truly like in America on 9-11. Rather than fight I chose to write.
Words…
A playful coworker once worked with others to trip the word addict by presenting a set up Ashton Kutcher you got punked failure only to watch the assumed reaction of anger, depression or lack of belief fail to materialize; but you should’ve read the words written in my journal based on trust, faith and hope.
In martial arts Master Harris taught word Tae Kwan Do: The art of creating movement not with a foot or fist but trusting the way to make waves. It’s no different than a 1970’s pre-Brady Bunch parent guiding their sheep toward a newer place to graze. There was never a need to rip the belt off your waist…short, to the point; no questions asked word sharing shaped a nation that once led the world.
“Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.” JFK
Today my daughter invites her peeps “Use your words…”
Words once made the leader. Today, words shatter leadership. Using your words makes the playing corporate field uneven. Julia Cameron says we have the right to write…not the right to right. We can fight for the right to right but are your words unrightfully disrespectful?
Rush Limbaugh, Glen Beck and Sean Hannity find no reason to word spar. They professionally set up soap boxes for you to disagree but in the end their word is final.
When there are no words we find alcohol and drugs, energy drinks and chocolate.
When words are sucked from our lungs during baseball triple plays and the unexpected loss of a family member or friends we race to find other word collectors to reboot the word game.
I can’t imagine living life without words.
It’s fun to make up new words! The Shakespeare dictionary offers the best comedy. How ways are there to say, “Bite me?”
Dogs and cats are extremely wordy in the word display telepathy is their way of play.
Choose your words wisely. But why? No matter what word falls from the lips given to you at birth there’s always going to be someone that’s going to receive your loyalty, dedication and determination to be the very best at what you do wrong.
Our failure isn’t lost in a foundation built on words and words alone. We are the generation that has forgotten how to listen. The next time you’re in church listen to how many people are whispering, “Dear God please I want, I need, please
God gift me with…”
Life is a three second intro of a song…what are you going to say that isn’t going to force a listener to tune out?
Love what is…
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Something more to ignore...
I feel like a hypocrite…
If it came across as such I won’t apologize choosing instead to take the higher road of identifying the problem followed by generating a solution.
As a Broadcaster, blogger, author and a tax paying citizen of the United States it’s become a goal to further my education and awareness as to who, what, where, when and why The Wall Street and other city Occupied protesters are beginning to fight.
We’ve seen so many pictures of the 60’s that physically watching angry people chanting, being arrested and thrown off property our taxes paid for in 2011 looks more like a PBS or HBO special. Rollingstone Magazine reports daily on what comes across as being the truer conditions and yet how can I believe it when Brian Williams on the NBC Nightly News can only scratch up a few pictures and mentions.
Do you think David Crosby woke up a few months ago and said, “Oh hell no…I did this stuff already! Please don’t make me the Poet with a pen!”
I’ve been blinded by propaganda. What is or isn’t real? Is this a marketing project designed by the right vowing to defeat the left? Like it or not the human is the mammal family’s biggest follower; an unfocused gathering never sees the farmer rise before the sun to plant the perfect face, thought control and innocence required to sway with the winds that come off every tall mountain.
The Electric Slide, YMCA from the Village People, Cha Cha Slide, Wobble and The Cupid Shuffle wouldn’t be if people didn’t want to be led.
If you study the front covers of every magazine featured in the grocery store line; the subliminal message is the masses can’t afford drugs or alcohol to numb the pain so we’re in dire need to find a swifter rush and reading about Kim Kardashian’s divorce instantly makes Bank of America’s decision to lay off thousands digestible.
Rush Limbaugh, Bill O’Reilly, Glen Beck, Sean Hannity and Al Franken aren’t voices of the people; just as much as I can’t change the world over a seven second Christmas song. We’re entertainers, showman, voice jockeys trained by the programming staff and over educated by consults to get into the heart, body and soul of a passerby.
Taylor Swift writes and performs about boys and the broken hearts they deliver. Every little girl at Time Warner Cable Arena last night truly believed they’ve been there.
Get enough people to believe in your purpose and the decision to make the right choice becomes the wrong investment. Or does it? Face Book, Twitter and a Friday night get together with my neighbors doesn’t waste an ounce of energy on the NBA’s decision to ignore the fans that put in 8 to 15 hours of worry and fear at a job they may not have tomorrow to pay for their exaggerated life and style.
Not playing this year means Carolina Panther fans don’t have to flip a coin as to which professional sport is gonna get access to their ATM.
How did we get on this subject? Three or four paragraphs ago I was publically admitting my weakness of not being supportive of the Wall Street Occupiers until scenes of people being arrested were fed into the daily process of digesting as much media as they’ll give us.
It’s extremely difficult to support any issue these days because the walls that Humpty Dumpty fell from no longer exist. Or do they?
Does anybody believe Ashton is a Billionaire on Two in a Half Men? Do you think the success of the CBS show 2 Broke Girls is based on it being funny or is it 20 minutes of something a lot of broke people can relate with? Tim Allen has three daughters and one of them is a very young single mother. In The Middle puts focus on Patricia Heaton’s working Mom career but you never see what the father does. Family Guy and American Dad are brutal on abuse and not one group is standing up to calm down Seth MacFarlane.
Don’t like the Black Eyed Pea’s I Gotta Feeling…hit the button; can’t stand the commercials on TV hit the fast forward; life becomes too real to slip into your day jump on Face Book and vocal up the frontlines. You aren’t doing anything wrong!
Following is a safe place to be.
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
If it came across as such I won’t apologize choosing instead to take the higher road of identifying the problem followed by generating a solution.
As a Broadcaster, blogger, author and a tax paying citizen of the United States it’s become a goal to further my education and awareness as to who, what, where, when and why The Wall Street and other city Occupied protesters are beginning to fight.
We’ve seen so many pictures of the 60’s that physically watching angry people chanting, being arrested and thrown off property our taxes paid for in 2011 looks more like a PBS or HBO special. Rollingstone Magazine reports daily on what comes across as being the truer conditions and yet how can I believe it when Brian Williams on the NBC Nightly News can only scratch up a few pictures and mentions.
Do you think David Crosby woke up a few months ago and said, “Oh hell no…I did this stuff already! Please don’t make me the Poet with a pen!”
I’ve been blinded by propaganda. What is or isn’t real? Is this a marketing project designed by the right vowing to defeat the left? Like it or not the human is the mammal family’s biggest follower; an unfocused gathering never sees the farmer rise before the sun to plant the perfect face, thought control and innocence required to sway with the winds that come off every tall mountain.
The Electric Slide, YMCA from the Village People, Cha Cha Slide, Wobble and The Cupid Shuffle wouldn’t be if people didn’t want to be led.
If you study the front covers of every magazine featured in the grocery store line; the subliminal message is the masses can’t afford drugs or alcohol to numb the pain so we’re in dire need to find a swifter rush and reading about Kim Kardashian’s divorce instantly makes Bank of America’s decision to lay off thousands digestible.
Rush Limbaugh, Bill O’Reilly, Glen Beck, Sean Hannity and Al Franken aren’t voices of the people; just as much as I can’t change the world over a seven second Christmas song. We’re entertainers, showman, voice jockeys trained by the programming staff and over educated by consults to get into the heart, body and soul of a passerby.
Taylor Swift writes and performs about boys and the broken hearts they deliver. Every little girl at Time Warner Cable Arena last night truly believed they’ve been there.
Get enough people to believe in your purpose and the decision to make the right choice becomes the wrong investment. Or does it? Face Book, Twitter and a Friday night get together with my neighbors doesn’t waste an ounce of energy on the NBA’s decision to ignore the fans that put in 8 to 15 hours of worry and fear at a job they may not have tomorrow to pay for their exaggerated life and style.
Not playing this year means Carolina Panther fans don’t have to flip a coin as to which professional sport is gonna get access to their ATM.
How did we get on this subject? Three or four paragraphs ago I was publically admitting my weakness of not being supportive of the Wall Street Occupiers until scenes of people being arrested were fed into the daily process of digesting as much media as they’ll give us.
It’s extremely difficult to support any issue these days because the walls that Humpty Dumpty fell from no longer exist. Or do they?
Does anybody believe Ashton is a Billionaire on Two in a Half Men? Do you think the success of the CBS show 2 Broke Girls is based on it being funny or is it 20 minutes of something a lot of broke people can relate with? Tim Allen has three daughters and one of them is a very young single mother. In The Middle puts focus on Patricia Heaton’s working Mom career but you never see what the father does. Family Guy and American Dad are brutal on abuse and not one group is standing up to calm down Seth MacFarlane.
Don’t like the Black Eyed Pea’s I Gotta Feeling…hit the button; can’t stand the commercials on TV hit the fast forward; life becomes too real to slip into your day jump on Face Book and vocal up the frontlines. You aren’t doing anything wrong!
Following is a safe place to be.
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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