Carnival of Elitist Bastards

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Hello and welcome to all of you searching for the Carnival of Elitist Bastards. Thank you for your interest. The official website of the Carnival is here and contains all the information and contact email along with a plethora of badges. The Carnival is hosted by a rotating number of bloggers and Carnival #1 is posted here at Dana’s blog. Carnival #2 is posted here at the home blog. My second post about the Constitution of the United States of America is posted here. I hope this helps speed you on your way, but read my stuff first.

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Dana at her snarky blog is hosting the Carnival of Elitists Bastards (R-Rating). The genesis of this Carnival is the current American presidential campaign where the word ‘Elite’/'Elitist’ is now synonymous with the crap you pick on the bottom of your shoe when your neighbors don’t pick up after their dogs. Those of you that know me well will realize that the comment below is tongue-in-cheek and is an epithet directed at those who believe an elitist is precisely that; dog poop.

My comment at Dana’s blog when I first heard the term ‘Elite Bastard’.

“Hi Dana,

Saw your comment over at Paul’s blog and wandered into the crossfire.
Quite frankly, and call me an elitist, but a blog is hardly the height of intellectual discourse. I simply blog to remain in touch with the less, how shall we say, neuron blessed. Those that expound on the social mores of the day and then sit back and smugly count themselves as well-educated.
A true elitist would never stoop to admitting to a blog, or, even worse, Face Book. The sacred art of prose has been reduced to profane snippets of text that pass for witty and desirable conversation. Give me the scent of a fine cigar, the deep bite of brandy and the aged wisdom of persons who have spent a lifetime in pursuit of knowledge.
Let the unwashed masses pursue links and comments and the thrill of supposed blog buddies connecting in solidarity. These little issues will remain that, little, but we elitists will remain above the fray and instead exercise our minds in esoteric themes.

Sincerely,

Brian aka hummingbunny”

Paul’s Internet Cafe is one of those watering holes where the elites like to gather and have intelligent discussions about issues across the spectrum of human experience. He has always had comments that are civil and deal with the topic at hand, even when commentators have differing views.

A comment from me on a recent post of Paul’s.“Interesting thoughts Paul. As one of your regular readers, but not commentators, I don’t consider myself an elite. Primarily because reading the daily newspaper, following current events via the internet and reading three or more books every week is normal to me. I love knowledge for knowledge’s sake and I enjoy expanding my mind. Just because I write poetry and post pictures of kittens and flowers rather than expound on the critical issues of day, also doesn’t mean that I’m not an elite.
I detest labels because labels are/have and always will be used to divide and conquer societies. The question that I have always had is why do so many people prefer to live in ignorance and fear? I’m a student of history, but by no means a complete history, but one lesson is clear.
Democracy and freedom is a rare and precious thing and the death of that freedom will come if we cannot resolve to accept our differences and work together to solve the great issues of our times. Energy, food, environment, disease; if we don’t step up and focus our talents and passion on the world as a whole, then we will all fall into the mud together.
Being an elite doesn’t mean knowing more than someone else, it should mean doing more with that knowledge to affect positive change for all.”

At the Writers Island we have three prompts for this week and great words indeed for an Elitist Bastard. I shall surrender to my base impulse and write from my heart.

I do not consider myself an Elite or a Bastard. I am however a Multiple Personality and I have never been happier in our entire life. For those of you I’ve been fortunate enough to meet in person, the Brian you have met is vastly different from the man who was before realizing the truth about himself. It has been the greatest liberation you could possibly imagine to be free of the terror and doubt that clouded my mind for decades. For those of you fortunate enough to meet the strongest of the other personalities inside me know that Rose is a very unique woman. She’s laughing her head off at the thought of being called an Elite Bastard/Bitch. She is the most practical and earthy person I’ve ever known. Some of her friends know why she’s not blogging anymore. Instead she’s writing books. Two of them to be precise and she’s determined to find an agent and then get published.

I love Rose… and Bernard, and Sable, and Pit Bull and Little Brian. Ewwwww!! Man hugs!!!!!

It would be a betrayal of all I espouse to turn my back on the others inside, we are one, we are strong, but we are not elite. I also love my wife Diane and with 21 years of marriage approaching we love each other more than ever. We are a family together, along with our cats and our close friends. I will never apologize or feel awkward for expressing my love for those that I care about. That includes you who come here to my blog.

“Ignorance is a Lifestyle Choice” was a post I did on 4/17/08 and could qualify for Elite Bastard status. That is, in this post I bemoan the current culture that wears ‘Ignorance’ as a badge of honor. This badge is given out to liberals and conservatives, the religious and the atheist, the rich and the poor, the celebrity and the farmer, the blogger and the illiterate, the athlete and the saint. Don’t want this badge but you’re also not an elite bastard? All right, here’s what you do.

“I ___________ do solemnly swear that I am not ignorant. I promise not to tell you how to pray. I promise to respect your belief or non-belief in God, heaven or any other religion/faith/wild guess. I promise not to tell you what to wear. I promise not to call you by a racial slur. I promise not to tell a woman how and when to reproduce. I promise to keep my comfort level out of your sexual practices. I promise not to blame the problems on the world on homosexuals. I promise not to blame the wealthy for all the problems in the world. I promise to reward my employees with generous pay and benefits before paying stockholders. I promise not to seek excessive profits for food and essentials. I promise not to blame the homeless for being homeless. I promise not to keep locking up non-violent drug users and not the real criminals who murder and rape and destroy societies. I promise not to blame athletes and celebrities for earning a share of entertainment profits that the public willingly donates. I promise to keep religion and science separate and acknowledge that no one has all the answers. I promise to not stop looking for those answers. I promise to use my knowledge to benefit others. I promise to consider my impact on the world beyond the space called me. I promise that I will thank all those who keep us safe. I promise to use common courtesy and manners in my dealings with others. I promise to stop seeking short-term gratification and start seeking long-term solutions. I promise to banish the word them from my vocabulary. I promise not to abuse my children. I promise to listen and learn from others who are experts. I promise to accept that owning a gun is a right. I promise not to abuse the right of free speech by demonizing those that are living differently. I promise to seek justice for victims of violent crime. I promise to expose abuses of power. I promise to have no tolerance for those who rape. I promise to demand respect from others and give respect to others.

In other words. I promise to live in harmony with others and to work together to build a better world.

Btw. I am also not naive. I weep copious and bitter tears for the billions who have been slaughtered throughout human history. I weep copious and bitter tears for the billions of women who have been raped throughout history. I weep copious and bitter tears for the evil wrought in God’s name throughout history. I weep copious and joyous tears for the beauty that human beings have created throughout human history. I weep copious and joyous tears for the free will to love. Thank you God.