Robots today are not cute like R2D2 . They are extremely malevolent and dangerous like Hal in 2001 A Space Odyssey . I am blocking any1 who emails me with no-reply or do-not-reply email address. Fuck you for dumping your money seeking vomit of a website on me and my private email. Either talk to me directly as a person or get out of my life. #Robots suck!
The Cell Phone Smasher is a semi-comedic, semi-violently emotion driven human drama about a high school teacher who feels trapped in a job far from what he wants to do who therefore has little to no tolerance for his student’s difficulties following the curriculum he himself doesn’t even like. He rants constantly about the annoyances and painful nature of the internet and cell phones to the point where one day he cries out to his class, “I fuckin resign” and flings his cell phone to the back of the room at a virulently fast speed which makes it smash loudly and violently, shocking everyone but bringing the first expression of relief to his face visible the entire movie. He notices one of the braver students intent into his phone, whereupon he grabs the phone and hurls it likewise, smashing it to loud, violent bits.
Hey! What the fuck you
Forcing you to cold turkey
your addiction and learn
to communicate in real
time. You can’t fuckin get
a job that pays the bills
the bills that way.
Pause as student fidgets and disses while everyone else looks on, frightened by the sudden outburst.
(calmer but very firm)
But, worst of all, it’s
extremely rude to check
out of a class, which
happens, young man, to
be your education, by
burying your head in the
internet. From now on, and
always in this class, you
will all always be entirely
present from start to finish.
Is that clear?
Several students make hip hop dance moves of sarcastic derision with their
turning, rolling heads and arms and hands.
No absolutely not! Now,
let me ask it again. You are
to completely be off your
phones from start to finish.
A class is the place to
learn about real life. Now,
without rolling your heads…
You got that!!?
INT – COURTROOM DAY
Teacher is on the witness stand.
The cell phone is only
piece of dead machinery
that feels nothing and
can’t be injured, and whose
life span is so short before
the young consumer is
talked into trading it in for
a supposedly new and
improved model that it is
worth as much as a kernal
of popcorn on the floor of
a movie theater.
(very slight pause)
But a young human life….
That is something you
cannot mess with. That is
the soul of this world which
you must labor with love
to take care of even at risk
of your freedom if the world
is obstinate with its bullshit
and gets in the way. And
with teenagers who are so
swayable by greedy,
materialistic old men, and
don’t have a clue about the
true value of their life – theirs
or anyone else’s – that love
often must be tough love.
My soft skin to sweet touch, my daily medicine of love in the morning and in the evening,
and throughout the day which your fills with happiness that drives away all sadness.
How are you my darling?
I so wait for your healing touch of ecstasy, taste beyond compare, that fills a man with delight beyond description.
As I approach my final preparations for my jump off the cliff,
The only useful and effective parachute is the Bodhisattva Way.
Be there for and acknowledge the true self of others and they will support you where gravity won’t.
It’s Saturday night
when lovers are in each other’s sight.
but we can’t be together
because we have to work day and night.
What is the sound of one hand clapping?
It is the sound of sadness,
Of being alone whether in a crowd
Or alone inside a cloud.
It is the sound of one person not connecting,
It is the sound of seeing without being seen.
It is the sound of not knowing how,
Not knowing where to go,
Not finding that special place inside a person
That makes them light up the bridge of love.
It is the sound of ten times as much effort
When you’re met halfway for a bounce.
It is having to try in vain to do all the work
Which feels one quarter as much when shared by two.
It is two people not being two.
It is one person unable to be more than one.
Which can never succeed because
Two by its nature gels into one
Whereas more than one has but the power of none.
That is the sound of one hand clapping.
So don’t strain to listen
Because you’ll never hear it.
Instead, find that other hand.
It’s much easier to do.
And together create a symphony well compensated.
Marc Ginsburg May 24, 2014
One Hand Clapping Response:
Do not despair over one hand clapping.
Instead ask yourself
Why am I doing this?
Why does a one-hand clap
Seem not like a snap
But rather a slap?
Because the clap itself is not enough.
Study the reality of the situation.
Your one hand without fail
Goes out when there is no other.
You must change.
Instead of each clap,
Make it a wave~!
Although a wave may not make a sound, it silently reverberates widely outward into the world, producing a myriad of vibrations, the elemental particles of what we hear as sound, in a way that a silent one-handed clap can never. That is because a wave connects with the fundamental pulse and rhythm of the universe, whereas a one-handed clap misses it. A two-handed clap is a limited fulfillment of the unlimited vibration the silent wave emits that continues………………………………………