The idea of "going postal" refers to any worker who due to job stress freaks out, and actually refers to a mass murder incident in the Edmond, Oklahoma post office when a relief carrier (fill in postman) cracked up and killed 14 people. This happened in 1986 when Ronnie Raygun was in the process of trying to dismantle most of the federal government, including the post office. Lots of downsizing and long hours, and some decent middle class jobs went bye, bye. And I would argue that most mail people aren't lazy either, just overworked. I guess you can start paying Amazon to fly your wristband to you - maybe it will come with an automatic tightener, so you won't need to expend any effort to make sure its fastened. At least you will avoid having to deal with those irritating underpaid leaches in the post office...
I owe you a beer or something if I meet you at Sasquatch. Not a lot of people are willing to call out the bullshit of Ronald "High Treason" Raygun and how he systemically started the Great Collapse of the American government over 30 years ago.
So following a sporting event, even if it's a team you've followed all your life, doesn't make sense at Sasquatch, only because you don't like sports?
I never said I don't like sports. I don't like watching most sports other than Rugby, Hockey, and the Seahawks. A comparable relation for me would be politics, international affairs, congressional votes, etc. I straight up try to leave it behind at the entrance to Bonnaroo, Sasquatch, etc. An example of this would be in 2012. One of my friends and someone I mentored while a cadet in ROTC, his Kiowa Scout help was shot down and killed in Afghanistan the day before Bonnaroo. I had to leave it at the campground. I didn't want to take the bad vibes with me. I knew his wife, his children, his family, I had worked with him for nearly 4 years. There's just some things you shouldn't take with you when you enter the cave. To me, everything that is not happening right where you are at that moment of time at Sasquatch,Bonnaroo, Coachella, etc., is completely and utterly meaningless and has no power or influence over your life at the moment.
Now imagine watching that team you followed your entire life get crushed that very morning, night, etc. Why would you want that possibility to ruin your fun time when you could be lounging back, staring up at a beautiful morning sky at a beautiful venue, and munching on the biggest corn chip you ever damn saw.
That's my two cents on that. I think it's a decent way to live given the short amount of time we have to live.
Depends on how you define "truth." If you want to fuck with me, I'm game. You're out of your league though.
Start popping the corn all.
I don't want to fuck with anyone. It's just a matter of perspective to some but from a subjective point of view I think my statement wins out. For me, deciding to monitor anything outside of a camping/non-city music festival is an exercise in futility. You either will have to put in extra effort, planning, or dedicate time commitments to work out a means to watch a game/event/match etc. You're taking away from the experience you should have when you chune in, turn on, drop out, to one fettered with commitments to outside events that just do not matter in that moment.
Go with the flow, drop what you brought at the edge of the campground and pick it up when you leave.