Crossing over to the dark side

Consider Mark, an idealistic graduate of a college social work program who acquires a job with a social services agency. Mark loves helping people but hates the bureaucratic red tape and reams of paperwork that is necessary to accomplish this goal. However, to acquire the approval of his boss and co-workers and to avoid trouble, he follows the rules to the letter of the law. This is pure compliance. Over time, however, Mark begins to identify with his boss and more experienced co-workers because they are in the enviable position of controlling those very rewards and punishments that are so important to him. Obviously, if he is to be one of them, he must begin to think and feel like them. Finally, Mark is promoted to a supervisory position, partly because he is so cooperative. Breaking in a new social worker, Mark is heard to say, "Our rules and forms are very important. You don't understand now, but you will." The metamorphosis is complete - Mark has internalized the beliefs and values that support the bureaucratic norms of this agency.

Point of the story? Simple compliance with norms and rules that are against your values is the first step towards an internalization of said rules and values or in other words becoming one of them!

Poutte poutte gnagnagna

Eh qu'c'est donc belle une fiiiillllleeee....NOT! But the song is hilarious hahaha! And yes I know, I'm late with the quote of the month, but I'm still trying to figure out what to put. I'll probably put it after I finish my exams. In the mean time I leave you with François Perusse. Later kiki!



Aujourd'hui j'vais vous parler de quelque chose qui est un peu touché
Ça peut être mal interprété ça dépend de quel bord tu t'es levé
C'est quelque chose qui est drôle à dire
T'entends ça tu penses au pire
Mais c'est pas si pire que ça
La preuve c'est que j'en parle fait que ça doit pas être si pire que ça pis de toute façon t'as rien qu'à enlever le disque.

Mais c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (foudududu)
À côté d'elles, un gars
Ça a d'l'air d'être faite pour tenir une pelle (hidelidadao)

Eh qu'c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (poutte poutte gnagnagna)
Pourquoi faut il que je me trouve des talents d'épais
Quand je me trouve près d'elles

Ça a commencé à l'école, dans ma classe, y avait une p'tite bolle
Son prénom, c'était Carole, et j'l'avais remarqué en étole (kiki)
J'en étais fou
Jusqu'au jour où à récréation, on mangeait notre collation
Elle a toussé un p'tit brin pis elle a vomi toute ses raisins (kiki)
Oh là, j'l'aimais moins

Mais c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (shlibidibishli)
Quand qu'à te regarde dans les yeux
Tu viens toute melle (yapapadiha)

Eh qu'c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (foudoudoudoudoudou)
Pourquoi faut il que mon quotient baisse à 12
Quand je me trouve près d'elles

Un jour au bal des finissants, j'tais déguisé en achigan
Assis juste à côté d'une fille que je regardais depuis un an (kiki)
J'tais ben parti
J'ai décidé de le lui dire, et ça a sorti à peu près comme suit
"Toé en tout cas, gasoudezoutésatcadeslidebeld estie" (kiki)
Fait qu'est partie

Mais c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (adeladohaha)
C'est pour elles que furent inventées
Les dentiers (dentelles!), dentelles

C'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (swidapotwidle)
Pourquoi faut il que j'aie du blé-d'Inde entre les dents
Quand je me trouve près d'elles

Une fois j'étais à l'épicerie pis la caissière m'avait séduit
Mais j'achetais rien qu'trois pétaques pis j'les ai mis sur Interac (kiki)
C'tait loin d'être dans l'sac
Une fois, y a une fille qui est venue chez nous, j'l'avais toujours trouvée d'mon goût
Mais quand à m'a arraché mon linge, me semble qu'elle avait d'l'air d'un singe (kiki)
C'tu moé qui est pas correct?

Mais c'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (hedel,dahahey)
Près d'un feu, en pyjama
Dans l'temps d'Noël (fudeludeludeludelu)

C'est donc belle une fille
Eh qu'c'est donc belle (yes yes, yo yo, yes yes)
Pourquoi faut il que la chaîne à tire pu
La première fois que j'vais chez elle

C'est donc belle une fille
Yodeliyodedohahaoyadlidohahahooweee
C'est donc belle une fille
Hehelehedodolodohidelododoldodohoho

C'est donc belle une fille
Fododipapaditatadado, fododidodokipapatitouta
C'est donc belle une fille
Hileruritourmisanteridapoudtpounidkouato

C'est donc belle une fille
Teriyikasokounemangibenoumandekebandonananagabachokounandaporita
C'est donc belle une fille
Laradadadadadada dadadadadadadadada

C'est donc belle une fille
Dadlidadidadadodadlidadidadada
C'est donc belle une fille
Wadadadadada...

And I believe I'm procrastinating too much

And song number 3 that has been on repeat for the past two days on my player. And now I really need to go back to statistics...gahhh so don't feel like it!

I also believe in angels

Ok it seems that during exam periods I can only post songs. And I've been listening to this one almost non stop since yesterday hahaha.

I believe in nothing but the beating of our hearts

30 Seconds to Mars always have such good songs. Probably one of the best bands for getting shivers down your spine while listening to a song.



A warning to the people
The good and the evil
This is war
To the soldier, the civilian
The martyr, the victim
This is war

It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie
The moment to live and the moment to die
The moment to fight, the moment to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the Edge of the Earth
It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the Edge of the Earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world

A warning to the prophet,
The liar, the honest
This is war
To the leader, the pariah,
The victim, the messiah
This is war

It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie
The moment to live and the moment to die
The moment to fight, the moment to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world

I do believe in the light
Raise your hands to the sky
The fight is done
The war is won
Lift your hands
Towards the sun
Towards the sun
Towards the sun
Towards the sun
The war is won

It's the moment of truth and the moment to lie
The moment to live and the moment to die
The moment to fight, the moment to fight, to fight, to fight, to fight

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world from the last to the first

To the right, to the left
We will fight to the death
To the edge of the earth
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world
It's a brave new world

A brave new world
The war is won
The war is won
A brave new world

I believe in nothing
Not the end and not the start
I believe in nothing
Not the earth and not the stars
I believe in nothing
Not the day and not the dark
I believe in nothing
But the beating of our hearts
I believe in nothing
One hundred suns until we part
I believe in nothing
Not in Satan, not in God
I believe in nothing
Not in peace and not in war
I believe in nothing
But the truth of who we are

Quote of the (last) month

I kind of realized that I forgot to put a quote last month (bad bad me). So I thought I'd just put an extra one this month. Kind of like a two-for-one deal. Except I'm not trying to sell you anything. Unless you might consider that through this blog I'm selling my ideas, but that's more of a metaphor than anything else cause I'm not getting any money nor other benefits from this, other than the narcissistic pleasure of seeing my "thoughts" on a screen. And I am rambling...again...

I've been reading this book called First you build a cloud: and other reflections on physics as a way of life on and off for about 2 years now (I'll end up finishing it eventually) and it really is a wonderful piece of literature for the amateur physicist in you (or scientist in general). It is a very vague introduction to physics as it relates to our everyday life, but it is written in such a way as everyone can understand and I consider it to be a very pleasurable read (not to mention that it boosts up my ego when I discover all the stuff that I already know about physics...yes yes I'm an arrogant narcissist...shoot me).

This is a quote I discovered a couple of hours ago when I was reading in the metro on my way home and it struck me because it represents the epitome of my vision of the world (I think I was trying to explain this concept to my boyfriend at one point but it really didn't come out as great as this hahaha). And it's sort of poetic-ish...

"Whenever an infant is born, the dice, in the shape of genes and enzymes and the intangibles of chance environment, are being rolled again... Each one of us is a statistical impossibility around which hover a million other lives that were never destined to be born - but who, nevertheless, are being unmanifest, a lurking potential in the dark storehouse of the void."

Loren Eiseley

Doesn't it just contrast so nicely with Einstein's whole "God doesn't play dice with the universe"? Well, take that All! God DOES play dice with the universe (and when I say God, I mean the personification of all the natural forces and laws that make up our world, and not some invisible man in the sky watching our every move to make sure we're all good kids). Yes, as far as I see it, the world is merely one probability after another with the chances slightly tipped into one direction or another by natural laws and forces.

However, if the universe is simply a statistically determined chain reaction, we come to a sort of cause and effect vision of the world. And in that case, if everything has a physical cause, that had another physical cause, that had another physical cause and so forth until the beginning of time, up to what point is free will an actual part of our life?

I shall leave you with that question until my next post (because I'm frankly falling asleep in front of my monitor and I feel this might be a long discussion).

Special salute we aim high in the air

I'm turning too soft. I think I need to redeem myself a bit.



Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off
Like me motherfucker you've been at it for too long
While you feed off others' insecurities
You stand in front of me and bite the hand that feeds

Self-righteousness is wearing thin
(Lies inside your head, your best friend)
Heart bleeds but not for fellow men
(Broken glass, your fake reflection)

I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone

So how does it feel to know that someone's kid
in the heart of America has blood on their hands
fighting to defend your rights
so you can maintain a lifestyle
that insults his family's existence
Well, where I'm from we have a special
salute that we aim high in the air
towards all those pompous assholes
who spend their days pointing fingers
(Fuck You)

Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off
Like the heartbeat of this country when antagonized too long
I'll be damned if you count me in as part of your generous hypocrisy
collecting enemies

Tabloid gossip queen worthless man
(There's no need for us to bury you)
Selfish agenda once again
(Right this way you've dug your own grave)

I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone

All the way from the east to the west we
got this high society
looking down on their very foundation
constantly reminding us that our actions
are the cause of all their problems
Pointing their fingers in every
direction and blaming their
own nation for who wins the elections
They've never contributed a fucking thing to the
country they love to criticize

Excuse the obscene, ignore the untrue
Depictions we see try and get through
Admitting mistakes can hurt
I'm not the last but I sure ain't the first

Shhh… be quiet you might piss somebody off

Self-righteousness is wearing thin
(Lies inside your head your best friend)
Heart bleeds but not for fellow men
(Broken glass your fake reflection)

I've had enough
It's time for something real
I don't respect the words you're speaking
Gone too far
A clone