the indie lumberjack.

Let’s take a moment to watch this clip from “There Will Be Blood” starring the very talented Daniel Day-Lewis:

Thank you Mr. Day-Lewis. We can learn a lot from this clip, but not the obvious “Daniel Day-Lewis is hardcore” or “Milkshakes are delicious”. No, the message is much deeper than that. The message is that Karma is real and that people who are continually shady and shifty, get what’s coming to them.

Karma, whether good or bad, occurs all the time.

Example of Bad Karma: You cut someone off while on the way to work, and as you drive away from them, you notice they flip you off out of anger, you politely return the favor because, HEY! you’re just trying to get to work to make money for your family. Funny thing about that is, due to Karma, your house is going to burn down, your wife is going to cheat on you, and your children, well, their new dad is going to molest them. That my friends, is Bad Karma.

Example of Good Karma: You give money to a homeless person begging for change regardless of the fact that he, in your mind, will probably buy alcohol/drugs/a prostitute/or any combination of the three depending on how much cash you threw his way. Later that day, your house doesn’t burn down, your wife doesn’t cheat on you, and no one molests your children(unless of course they were jonesing for some candy from that guy with the puppies, playstation, and panel van).

But sometimes people who receive “Good Karma Points” get screwed over by the mighty Karma gods. Being a good person just isn’t worth the trouble nowadays. Look at politicians, they found a way to beat the system. They figured out a way to confuse the gods by APPEARING to be a good person, while remaining the same prickish person they were before. Appearance is everything I guess.

I decided to stop doing nice things for people, unless they absolutely need it or I have some sort of emotional investment in them (i.e. friends). This was a bold move on my part because I basically looked Karma in the face, locked eyes with it, and gave it the finger. I put my fist in it’s face, and popped my middle finger up in defiance. Good move too because I think the gods are still in shock since nothing terrible has happened to me, granted I don’t own a home, have a wife, nor do I have children for people to molest. There is the possibility that I am just amassing massive amounts of “Bad Karma Points” which, in that case, my future kids are in for a lifetime of molestation and my wife is going to cheat on me more times than she actually has sex with me.

Life is kind of funny like that I guess. I think I’ll just take my chances with Karma. Until bad things start happening to me, I’ll just continue to sit here and drink your milkshake, and damn is it delicious.

Cody