A Blog by Niko Lee Mackey

I am what follows.

You’re Wrong because I’m Smarter

It pains me to, but I shall begin with a quote. It’s a good one:

“The whole problem with the world is that the fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.”

– Bertrand Russell

It’s a cynical but uninformed world we live in. Social media feeds are flooded by caustic social-political memes, politicians focus their arguments through nurturing disbelief rather than sharing information, and millennials’ most important news source, YouTube, is a nesting ground for character-driven arguments over logic. Pathos is currently the strongest don of argument, and it’s changing the way we think.

The problem with this toxic atmosphere is that all media outlets, all quasi-informative stimulus and all extroverted naysayers matter. That last one, the overly self-confident, hatred-spewing, grandiose individual is probably the worst in terms of influence. But it all matters, and whether you like it or not your concept of right and wrong is at stake. Read the rest of this entry »

¡Feliz Dia de los Muertos!

Today is Dia de los Muertos, one of the greatest holidays in existence, and, apparently, a day of great kindness.

I was at work, shelving some Non-Fiction books when I came across a little gift. I was happy to say the [very] least; honestly, I feel blessed. In transparent green gift wrap was a skull, properly painted to a Day of the Dead motif: flowers, hearts, and frills, all in vibrant colors. Attached by silver ribbon (curled of course!) was a red index-sized card. Amongst other things, it says “Today the Universe picks YOU to receive this gift.” I was instantly in love with it.

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Thoughts On: Becoming a Spy

I want to work for the CIA; I want to be a spy: Agent 008adass.

I can have a pet bald eagle named Washington, or more likely Eisenhower, and train him in the sacred art of falconry so that he may aid me in aerial reconnaissance; I can carry a Colt .45 revolver and mysteriously never run out of ammunition; I can scratch my balls, or have that done by one of the many female fetales that I am undoubtedly destined to “acquaint myself with.”

It’s a plan. God bless America, the land of my unhindered imagination.

Meatless Fridays and the Relativity of Truth

Having come from Portugal, my mother’s family is Catholic. My mother claims to be Catholic, but she never goes to church, and neither does she make a decent effort to avoid eating meat on Fridays. Not wanting my mother to burn in Hell for all eternity, I took it upon myself to avoid eating meat on Fridays, although I must admit I’m not consistent.

I was raised Catholic, but took up Deism (look it up), and thus I obviously don’t share my family’s Christian beliefs. You might be thinking, “Wait a minute . . . Why would you be concerned about the fate of your mother’s soul if your beliefs don’t justify your fears?”

I’m not going to divulge the details of my religious beliefs, because I don’t want a religious blog, but please bear with me for a moment as I get metaphysical. Read the rest of this entry »

The Implications of Finding Amelia Earhart

Tampa, Florida’s Bay News 9 is playing in the background as I tidy up the library in anticipation of the eager morning patrons. This is when I heard the dreadful announcement:

A $2.2 million expedition is hoping to finally solve one of America’s most enduring mysteries: What exactly happened to famed aviator Amelia Earhart when she went missing over the South Pacific 75 years ago?” (Garcia)1

Why?” I said out loud. I felt embarrassed, not so much by the sheer quantity of funds involved, but by the audacity of the researchers willing to embark on such an expedition.

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