Why am I not caring as much as I should?

First off, AAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH, stupid blog refusing to allow access to the "longwindedness" post. I hope whoever is responsible die a horrible miserable long painful death. I hope they get disembodied AND disemboweled alive, have their wound covered in salt, and then have their corpses ground up and fed to komodo dragons (oh, be sure to wash the corpse before grounding it up. If there is too much salt left on the corpse, the Komodo dragon won't eat it). (Just a reminder to those who might think I lost my touch for colourful imaginations, that I still got it :D).
This is what I do instead of writing philosophy essays due tomorrow. I really wonder if it was worth it for me to pursuit this annoyance of a minor. Of all the different areas of philosophy, it appears only ethics hold my interest. Most of these philosophers write in such obscure sentences, or in such technical terms that it bores or annoys one to tears to have to read them. Yes Habermas, Kant, and the whole lot of you. You can all go jump off Niagara Falls! Except for Sartre. I like him.
Despite what it sounds, I'm really not in a bad mood, or that stressed out. I've got 2 essays, 1 research paper of doom, and a poster in which I need to pay for, all lined up waiting for the guilotine. I'm currently without a job waiting for when I graduate, and don't have money to apply for grad school. Nor do I really know where I want to apply. All that should really stress me out, but for some reason it really isn't. Perhaps it's almost over and I just don't care anymore. But I do care. I want to get at least a half decent result for my final semester.
Now if only this post's comment function doesn't get screwed up, then all would be swell.

Longwindedness

As the title suggest, this shall be a very long winded post. Firstly, since I got tagged to do this 4 thingimabobs, let's get that out of the way. (Courtesy of Ching and Christa).

Four Jobs I had:
Music teacher
Sandwich bar person at Tim Horton's
Undergrad research assistantship
paper boy (okay I know, this one is pushing it)

Four movies I can watch over and over:
Finding Nemo
Jumanji
The Cat Returns
Terminator 2 (specifically the second one)

Four places I have lived:
Taipei, Taiwan
Vaughan side of Thornhill
Markham side of Thornhill (yea, I know, that's cheating).
Guelph

Four TV shows I like to watch
House
Fairly Odd Parents
Simpsons
Anime (there's too many good series for me to pick one favourite)

Four places I've vacationed:
East coast of Canada
Toronto (yea, you think that's cheating, but it's NOT! I vacationed to Toronto when I was still living in Taiwan, so there :P).
South Korea
New York

Four foods I like:
Pasta
Dumplings
Tomato scrambled eggs
Stew pork that my mom makes

Four websites I visit daily:
Gmail
Varios blogs
Various fansub sites for anime
Various scanlation sites for manga

Four things I want to do before I die:
TAKE OVER THE WORLD! (Obviously. Unless someone can think of a way that I can do it AFTER I die.)
Kill off the people on my deathlist. (It's a deathlist for that reason you know).
Prove the existance of an afterlife, or if there isn't one, create one.
Piss off some alien civilization so that they'd invade Earth. (THAT would stop conflicts between humans in an instant).

Four places I'd rather be right now:
In an alternate universe where I am supreme ruler of transfinite amount of subjects/slaves.
Rolling in a pile of platinum, gold, star saphire, star emerald, and star ruby in which I own.
In a deep space mission or colonizing another planet.
Antarctica.

Four people I am tagging.
Mandy O'Hara (if she ever gets long enough internet access to bother coming here and reading this stuff, and then post her stuff).
Emily Merrithew
James Feenstra (Yes, you've now been tagged 3 times)
Next person who reads this. (I can't think of anyone else in which I check their online journal that hasn't been tagged).

Well, that's all there is for the tagged goods. That took a lot longer than anticipated. Onwards to my actual post.

I guess this would be about a month ago. There was a scene in a show I was watching. Boy A said to boy B, that he doesn't understand girls at all, and asks boy B how he is able to be in a relationship when female thought are so difficult to understand (or something to that respect). Boy B responds, and says "just apologize". Boy A asks, "but apologize about what? How do I know what to apologize for when I don't know what I did wrong? What if it's not my fault?" Boy A said "it doesn't matter who's fault it is, just apologize. It doesn't matter if you don't know what you did wrong, just apologize. It doesn't even matter if you're not at fault, just apologize. In the end, it doesn't make a difference what happens, you should always apologize." (Or something to that extent). Just then, boy B's girlfriend storms out of hiding, and obviously heard everything, upset about how the apologies are all insincere, screamed at boy B and stormed out. Boy B went chasing after girlfriend, apologizing.

The scene got me thinking. What boy B should have said instead is "apologize. It doesn't matter who's fault it is, just apologize. The act of apology communicates to your girlfriend that you care for her, and that you are willing to take the load for whatever unhappiness she is enduring." Well, being a guy and never had a relationship before, I could be completely wrong. But somehow I think if person B said something to that extent, girlfriend wouldn't have stormed out.


Also about a month ago, once again during a scene in a show, but this time it was a priest that got shot by a general. I made a comment that I would not mind shooting a priest. For those that don't know me well, what I meant was that I would not mind shooting a priest more than I would any other person. Since I believe in the random reduction of the human population (well, actually, my beliefs has changed a little. I now believe that random reduction is not the way to go. What we should do instead is to apply disruptive selection. ie. culling the most average people in the population. This way, we would increase the genetic diversity of the human kind). Either way, I don't have any moral problems with killing random people that I don't care about. ie. if I was given the power to kill with no legal or vengeance consequences, and no threat to personal health, I'd probably do it.

My comment about having no problem killing a priest appeared to have offended one of my friends, and asked again "you'd have no problems killing a priest?" Of course, that got me thinking later on. This is the conclusion of my thought. I hold a person having the title of a priest in no higher regard to a regular joe. Based on me having no problem killing a regular joe, I would have no problem killing a person with the priest title. Let's also examine priests in general. To me, priests in general are cult leaders that scam regular citizens of their money. You never see a poor starving priest, and yet they don't seem to ever take money out of their own pockets to donate to the church. In fact, the donations come from poor starving attendents that donate their bread money so that the priests can have a better life. I call it reverse Robin Hood: rob the poor and give it to the rich. And of course let's not forget the high amount of priests that molests little boys. And even after they are found guilty, what do the church do? They put them back into priesthood, where they have more access to little boys. Sooo, I have no problems killing priests you ask? Of course not! I'd take my bow and arrows and shoot them in the gut.

Now if you're talking about priests in the Platonic sense, ie. the ideal priest that shows genuine concern for the well being of people, that goes out of their way to help people, kinda like Mother Teresa, then yea, I'd probably have some problems killing that type of priest. Afterall, world peace is desired by all, and it would be my best interest to preserve and propogate caring, peaceful alleles in the human population. But of course, I somehow doubt the existance of such a priest.