Holiday Miracle, Chase Bank and a Comic (feat. Mr Bevins)
It’s a Hanukah/Pre-Christmas miracle. I have somehow managed to not smoke for almost the entirety of December. Truth be told, it probably has a lot more to do with an extraordinary lack of money than anything but we like to pretend that this time of year has a lock on miracles and good vibes. Don’t think that the magic of the season made it any easier though. Just thinking about how good that wispy gray sacrament would be right now is quite the little annoyance. I cannot help but see a child or adult puffing away next to dumpster and think to myself, “Holy shit that would go nicely with a cup of coffee or bottle of wine.”
Sure, there are a lot of people who are going to tell you that it is just going to kill you some day. The answer to that jibe is a long and elaborate explanation about how little desire you have to be alive now and anything to speed up the process is clearly some sort of godsend. The eighty-year-olds that they show on the news who are flying planes, running marathons and breaking records are not your typical fare. Most are shut-ins who have been abandoned by their families and friends with bodies and minds that are failing them at an accelerated rate. Think about yourself for a moment and be objective. Do you think you are really going to be skydiving at eighty-four? Might it be more likely that you’ll be waiting by the phone for someone to call you and give you an excuse to do something?
We are all terrible grandchildren and I hope there is an appropriate hell for us to occupy.
I’ve always been into visual rhetoric but the ads that Chase Bank has been putting all over facebook have left me bewildered. They almost always picture a group of attractive people in a black and white still having the time of their lives. Below them is a blue handprint and the Chase logo. Firstly, I am certain the handprint is supposed to inject some sort of organic feeling to JPMorgan Chase & Co, which is one of the world’s oldest banking firms in existence with assists in the trillions. I suppose after WorldCom, Jefferson County and all that TARP business, Chase could use a little humanizing but I just don’t get this. It is cookie cutter cooperate weirdness. You can just picture how the photo shoot went down, “Uh, alright, I need the black guy, the white guy, the Asian lady the girl in the hijab thingy… err.. Okay. Stand in front of this gray background as close together as possible and smile and laugh like you’re all having a great and CASUAL time at Chase Bank.”
At no point in my life have I ever had fun at a bank. Nobody has. Here is what I think an advertisement for a bank should look like:
If couldn’t already tell, I’m a little frustrated with the way the world works. I had a long talk with Tim about whether, or not, it is alright to be disgusted with the contentment of others. I came to the conclusion that it was, in every instance, just fine to despise another person’s right to be happy and fulfilled- so getting upset when someone is just doing middle-of-the-road alright is okay too. Part of it has to do with wanting more for everyone and part of it has to do with not being able to understand the mediocrity we view the status quo as. I don’t want a medium sized home and forty hour work week. I want to spend a morning talking to a stranger, fly to Neptune on a grain of rice, write a book on the appropriate ways to fuck ghosts and return to my spire to wait for my love to get home so we can make dinner for friends that night before going out. It’s not that I don’t appreciate sitting around watching old movies and documentaries but I would appreciate them a lot more if they didn’t pervade the entirety of my life. There is still a lot of shit out there to discover, you twenty-something and older crowds. Don’t waste your time on a mediocre existence.
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In current news, I have hair to be cut tomorrow (Friday) and will probably be in the Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti area for the entirety of the day and night if people are free. Use my phone.
Here is a comic featuring Mr. Bevins. I didn’t realize how many of these I had made until I looked back at old entries and noticed that I had drawn easily twice as many. Vinnie has tried to get me to make a webcomic and other people have suggested I compile them and some short writings into a book. I’m not sold on the idea since this was all just an afterthought and never really meant for public consumption but it does leave me wondering.
Anyway, it's just a little peek into Bevins’ world. I think you’ll be left with more questions about him than answers.
Sure, there are a lot of people who are going to tell you that it is just going to kill you some day. The answer to that jibe is a long and elaborate explanation about how little desire you have to be alive now and anything to speed up the process is clearly some sort of godsend. The eighty-year-olds that they show on the news who are flying planes, running marathons and breaking records are not your typical fare. Most are shut-ins who have been abandoned by their families and friends with bodies and minds that are failing them at an accelerated rate. Think about yourself for a moment and be objective. Do you think you are really going to be skydiving at eighty-four? Might it be more likely that you’ll be waiting by the phone for someone to call you and give you an excuse to do something?
We are all terrible grandchildren and I hope there is an appropriate hell for us to occupy.
I’ve always been into visual rhetoric but the ads that Chase Bank has been putting all over facebook have left me bewildered. They almost always picture a group of attractive people in a black and white still having the time of their lives. Below them is a blue handprint and the Chase logo. Firstly, I am certain the handprint is supposed to inject some sort of organic feeling to JPMorgan Chase & Co, which is one of the world’s oldest banking firms in existence with assists in the trillions. I suppose after WorldCom, Jefferson County and all that TARP business, Chase could use a little humanizing but I just don’t get this. It is cookie cutter cooperate weirdness. You can just picture how the photo shoot went down, “Uh, alright, I need the black guy, the white guy, the Asian lady the girl in the hijab thingy… err.. Okay. Stand in front of this gray background as close together as possible and smile and laugh like you’re all having a great and CASUAL time at Chase Bank.”
At no point in my life have I ever had fun at a bank. Nobody has. Here is what I think an advertisement for a bank should look like:
If couldn’t already tell, I’m a little frustrated with the way the world works. I had a long talk with Tim about whether, or not, it is alright to be disgusted with the contentment of others. I came to the conclusion that it was, in every instance, just fine to despise another person’s right to be happy and fulfilled- so getting upset when someone is just doing middle-of-the-road alright is okay too. Part of it has to do with wanting more for everyone and part of it has to do with not being able to understand the mediocrity we view the status quo as. I don’t want a medium sized home and forty hour work week. I want to spend a morning talking to a stranger, fly to Neptune on a grain of rice, write a book on the appropriate ways to fuck ghosts and return to my spire to wait for my love to get home so we can make dinner for friends that night before going out. It’s not that I don’t appreciate sitting around watching old movies and documentaries but I would appreciate them a lot more if they didn’t pervade the entirety of my life. There is still a lot of shit out there to discover, you twenty-something and older crowds. Don’t waste your time on a mediocre existence.
_____________________
In current news, I have hair to be cut tomorrow (Friday) and will probably be in the Ann Arbor and Ypsilanti area for the entirety of the day and night if people are free. Use my phone.
Here is a comic featuring Mr. Bevins. I didn’t realize how many of these I had made until I looked back at old entries and noticed that I had drawn easily twice as many. Vinnie has tried to get me to make a webcomic and other people have suggested I compile them and some short writings into a book. I’m not sold on the idea since this was all just an afterthought and never really meant for public consumption but it does leave me wondering.
Anyway, it's just a little peek into Bevins’ world. I think you’ll be left with more questions about him than answers.