Karma - thoughts?

Rogue25

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Exists or not?

In the "for" column, I would say I think I have had experiences of it but then in the "against" column I think about the rapists, murderers, pedos that have got away with it for decades and went to the graves knowing it yet never got caught. I think it was Corey Feldman who put in his biography that he saw Hollywood producers sleep with 15 year olds but they still earn millions today.

Is that too simplistic a view? Thoughts?
 
Not in this life. One can help it along, though.
 
Karma is a lot like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and God.

Just make-believe stuff.
 
Things have consequences, and I don't know why people want to make it mystical. Yes, if you do bad shit, it's going to bite you in the ass. Not because of magic, but because you're a terrible person and everyone will hate you.


So, the combined mental powers of everyone hating you somehow alters the course of your life in ways you have no control over?

And you said it's not mystical. :rolleyes:
 
"Karma" isn't synonymous with "justice" or "vengeance".

It is if it is hiding the justice or vengeance. You engage in a little covert reciprocity, and the subject assumes it is karma.
 
No potentially embarrassing crushes from your adolescence, iman?

Also, threatening me a hosing down is one thing. Bleach? Oh, you got some bad karma mojo headed your way!


Lita Ford, Tiffany, Sheena Easton, to name a few.

None as embarrassing as either Corey.

Though I do like The Lost Boys very much.
 
It's a coincidence that we like to feel is appropriate at times kind of like Murphy's Law. Who the hell is Murphy anyway?
 
I agree on The Lost Boys.

You know what's worse? I jumped from Corey Feldman to Michael Keaton! Granted, he was Batman...

Ignoring the karma bit? Not going to protect you.


Corey Feldman to Michael Keaton? He was also the neurotic guy in Gung Ho!, you know....

Not ignoring it. With luck I'll come back as a bra that makes you look phenomenal from every angle.

But pinches you in the sides and in the back constantly. Sheer torture.

:cool:
 
So, the combined mental powers of everyone hating you somehow alters the course of your life in ways you have no control over?

And you said it's not mystical. :rolleyes:

Not with their psychic powers, with their "Fuck that douchebag" powers. Imagine, for a moment, that you're a massive douchebag. Your car breaks down, because you're not friends with your mechanic; in fact, every time you go in there you're a complete dick. So they use inferior parts and charge you for good shit. So you're stuck there with your broken car, in the middle of the road. You don't have any friends who can give you a lift. Because nobody wants to be friends with you, because you're a docuhebag. So you call a towtruck to take you to a mechanic, but you're a complete douche on the phone so you get bumped down to the bottom of the line. You put your emergency blinkers on, and wait. And wait. And wait. Eventually they get to you, and take you to the mechanic, who you're a douchebag to. At this point, you've missed half a day of work. When you call in, you get fired, because nobody wants to work with you anyway, due to your overwhelming douchebaggery.

Now, consider the same situation, but with a good person. Your car breaks down, so you call your friend, who is a mechanic, to come and fix it. They tell you it's going to be a while, but they can tow it to their shop, then call you or your lover to come pick it up when they're done. You call your boss and tell her what happened, that you're going to be late, and she tells you not to worry about it. She's not supposed to, but she'll clock you in, because you're always so sweet to her. Your mechanic friend offers to let you drive their car to work, but you tell them it's fine, you'll call someone else to get a ride, you know that they're busy and don't want to take up anymore of their time. They ask if you want to go into the office and smoke a joint before you head in. Your lover picks you up and you go to work, baked, and have a delightful rest of the day.

One of these people had a shitty day, the other had a decent day. The difference is that one was a dochebag and the other was a human being.
 
Not with their psychic powers, with their "Fuck that douchebag" powers. Imagine, for a moment, that you're a massive douchebag. Your car breaks down, because you're not friends with your mechanic; in fact, every time you go in there you're a complete dick. So they use inferior parts and charge you for good shit. So you're stuck there with your broken car, in the middle of the road. You don't have any friends who can give you a lift. Because nobody wants to be friends with you, because you're a docuhebag. So you call a towtruck to take you to a mechanic, but you're a complete douche on the phone so you get bumped down to the bottom of the line. You put your emergency blinkers on, and wait. And wait. And wait. Eventually they get to you, and take you to the mechanic, who you're a douchebag to. At this point, you've missed half a day of work. When you call in, you get fired, because nobody wants to work with you anyway, due to your overwhelming douchebaggery.

Now, consider the same situation, but with a good person. Your car breaks down, so you call your friend, who is a mechanic, to come and fix it. They tell you it's going to be a while, but they can tow it to their shop, then call you or your lover to come pick it up when they're done. You call your boss and tell her what happened, that you're going to be late, and she tells you not to worry about it. She's not supposed to, but she'll clock you in, because you're always so sweet to her. Your mechanic friend offers to let you drive their car to work, but you tell them it's fine, you'll call someone else to get a ride, you know that they're busy and don't want to take up anymore of their time. They ask if you want to go into the office and smoke a joint before you head in. Your lover picks you up and you go to work, baked, and have a delightful rest of the day.

One of these people had a shitty day, the other had a decent day. The difference is that one was a dochebag and the other was a human being.


The fault in your logic is in assuming that no one in the second example's universe is a douchebag.

So, maybe not so much mystical, but certainly a hell of a lot of "Neverneverland".
 
The fault in your logic is in assuming that no one in the second example's universe is a douchebag.

So, maybe not so much mystical, but certainly a hell of a lot of "Neverneverland".

They exist in the same universe. They may have broken down next to each other. In which case the douchebag is getting more and more pissed off that the nice guy got his car fixed and starts finding things to blame it on other than his own douchebaggery. He has what psychologists call an "external locus of control" where he refuses to acknowledge that he created his own shitty day and the other guy created his own good day.

I see this all the time, particularly with dating, and it aggravates the shit out of me. "I don't know why she doesn't like me! I'm a nice guy!"

"You're a /fucking stalker/. She doesn't like you because you waited outside on her porch for four hours!"

"I've been friendzoned! She's a bitch!"

"You're a fucking loony."
 
Not with their psychic powers, with their "Fuck that douchebag" powers. Imagine, for a moment, that you're a massive douchebag. Your car breaks down, because you're not friends with your mechanic; in fact, every time you go in there you're a complete dick. So they use inferior parts and charge you for good shit. So you're stuck there with your broken car, in the middle of the road. You don't have any friends who can give you a lift. Because nobody wants to be friends with you, because you're a docuhebag. So you call a towtruck to take you to a mechanic, but you're a complete douche on the phone so you get bumped down to the bottom of the line. You put your emergency blinkers on, and wait. And wait. And wait. Eventually they get to you, and take you to the mechanic, who you're a douchebag to. At this point, you've missed half a day of work. When you call in, you get fired, because nobody wants to work with you anyway, due to your overwhelming douchebaggery.

Now, consider the same situation, but with a good person. Your car breaks down, so you call your friend, who is a mechanic, to come and fix it. They tell you it's going to be a while, but they can tow it to their shop, then call you or your lover to come pick it up when they're done. You call your boss and tell her what happened, that you're going to be late, and she tells you not to worry about it. She's not supposed to, but she'll clock you in, because you're always so sweet to her. Your mechanic friend offers to let you drive their car to work, but you tell them it's fine, you'll call someone else to get a ride, you know that they're busy and don't want to take up anymore of their time. They ask if you want to go into the office and smoke a joint before you head in. Your lover picks you up and you go to work, baked, and have a delightful rest of the day.

One of these people had a shitty day, the other had a decent day. The difference is that one was a dochebag and the other was a human being.

Well said, one of your best posts.
 
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