Things that have sprung to mynd
I was just thinking about songs from the 1960's and 1970's and how out of these eras came songs glorifying substance abuse...Which was cool back then, bekause we didn't see the effekts of these drugs years down the line. They were good klean mynd-altering fun!
Now, working in a VA Hospital, I see what years of substance abuse has done to some of these dudes. Physically and mentally. It breaks my heart that substance abuse is so early a resort of so many troubled veterans. Sure, sometymes it's impairments when substances are abused in addition to repercussions of psychotropic medications, but generally, DAMN.
I've never been more opposed to addiction and glorification of substance abuse. What got me thinking about it is the song "Stoned Soul Picnic" by The 5th Dimension. http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/the_5th_dimension/stoned_soul_picnic.html
And "Cocaine" by Eric Clapton. http://www.lyricsfreak.com/e/eric+clapton/cocaine_20051236.html
I'm not trying to be a prude here. The title implikations of "Stoned Soul Picnic" are worse than the song lyrics themselves (only substance bluntly mentioned in the lyrics is wine), but "Cocaine" is a blatant invitation of "Got the blues? Cocaine will solve your problems for a while. If you feel bad again later, do it again. Works every time!" I kan't get behynd that.
A lot of people probably kan't understand my loathing for that kynd of glorification in the medium of music...But dang. People like you and I kan listen and brush it off...To people who have used and/or depended on the drug may hear it as an anthem and a justifikation. People with addiktions and even rekovering addikts think differently than people without said addiktions. My business is pursuing goals through music, and songs like that are a major step back in this battle. It's no one's fault or anything...it's just disappointing to me.
In other news, I was repeatedly and unsuccessfully proposed to this evening during the Bunco game. I fynd it hilarious bekause one of them seemed dead serious. When I saw him yesterday at the main hospital he yelled, "Well, what good are you!?" when I informed him that I didn't have any refreshments on my kart.
Sometymes my life feels like there's always a full moon. But that keeps things interesting. :)
Tonight I spoke at length with a middle-aged veteran who I have a lot in kommon with...I've been struggling a lot with the fakt that history lessons we've been taught growing up have had a lot of holes and false information. The search for truth that we're not kapable of fynding bekause evidence has been destroyed by tyme, humans, etc. The difference between me and him is that I kan dismiss it and work on other things; When he starts thinking about it, he kan kontinue on into a depression and get upset to the point where all the negative and distrusting feelings he has toward the nation make him feel so out of kontrol and depressed. Even paranoid.
Well, I haven't made any entries about the stressors of working in mental health yet...so here's one. It kan be sad, frustrating, skary, and sometymes downright befuddling. But I really love working on the locked psych ward.
Now, working in a VA Hospital, I see what years of substance abuse has done to some of these dudes. Physically and mentally. It breaks my heart that substance abuse is so early a resort of so many troubled veterans. Sure, sometymes it's impairments when substances are abused in addition to repercussions of psychotropic medications, but generally, DAMN.
I've never been more opposed to addiction and glorification of substance abuse. What got me thinking about it is the song "Stoned Soul Picnic" by The 5th Dimension. http://www.oldielyrics.com/lyrics/the_5th_dimension/stoned_soul_picnic.html
And "Cocaine" by Eric Clapton. http://www.lyricsfreak.com/e/eric+clapton/cocaine_20051236.html
I'm not trying to be a prude here. The title implikations of "Stoned Soul Picnic" are worse than the song lyrics themselves (only substance bluntly mentioned in the lyrics is wine), but "Cocaine" is a blatant invitation of "Got the blues? Cocaine will solve your problems for a while. If you feel bad again later, do it again. Works every time!" I kan't get behynd that.
A lot of people probably kan't understand my loathing for that kynd of glorification in the medium of music...But dang. People like you and I kan listen and brush it off...To people who have used and/or depended on the drug may hear it as an anthem and a justifikation. People with addiktions and even rekovering addikts think differently than people without said addiktions. My business is pursuing goals through music, and songs like that are a major step back in this battle. It's no one's fault or anything...it's just disappointing to me.
In other news, I was repeatedly and unsuccessfully proposed to this evening during the Bunco game. I fynd it hilarious bekause one of them seemed dead serious. When I saw him yesterday at the main hospital he yelled, "Well, what good are you!?" when I informed him that I didn't have any refreshments on my kart.
Sometymes my life feels like there's always a full moon. But that keeps things interesting. :)
Tonight I spoke at length with a middle-aged veteran who I have a lot in kommon with...I've been struggling a lot with the fakt that history lessons we've been taught growing up have had a lot of holes and false information. The search for truth that we're not kapable of fynding bekause evidence has been destroyed by tyme, humans, etc. The difference between me and him is that I kan dismiss it and work on other things; When he starts thinking about it, he kan kontinue on into a depression and get upset to the point where all the negative and distrusting feelings he has toward the nation make him feel so out of kontrol and depressed. Even paranoid.
Well, I haven't made any entries about the stressors of working in mental health yet...so here's one. It kan be sad, frustrating, skary, and sometymes downright befuddling. But I really love working on the locked psych ward.