HIPPY DIPPY BULLSHIT
I Disagree with Everything This Site is For
Better Humans? More like Boring Humans.

My Medium girlfriend Meghan Madness suggested I try writing something for Better Humans. Better Humans is yet another Medium publication with a terrible logo that makes no sense.
It’s a bunch of self help articles written by some 27 year old white dude who teaches yoga like all the crap here that gets curated and crammed down our throats. But they pay $500 bucks if you get accepted. So I said fuck it.
I had planned to write How Not to Fear Death. I told my idea to Meghan and got a hard no.
Stop fearing death is too broad. They like pin point titles. And fearing death implies that they are sad (immediate rejection) it would have to be happier like, how to live the best life.
(2022 update: HA!)
Ugh. How to live your best life? Looks like it’s been done a few times.
I’m 42 and live with my mother after losing everything because I got hooked on heroin when my girlfriend died. I don’t think How to Live Your Best Life is a story that should be written by me.
If I have to write something I hate, I’d put on pants every morning and be a cloud engineer and make 150k a year again.
This site is supposed to be pretty liberal, right? Liberal means open to new ideas, does it not? So why the hell do I keep seeing a bias towards the same stupid ideas? What am I talking about? Oh my god. How can you miss crap like:
Fasting
I know nothing about dieting. What I do know is that I’m 5'8" and weigh 160 lbs. Which is not bad.
Do you know what happens when I fast for half a day? I can’t think straight. My brain is missing what allows it to make decisions. Writing? Forget it. I could be looking at a refrigerator full of food and I will be so disoriented I can’t make a decision. Do any of these stories mention that? No.
I’m not a nutritionist but the author of the first article claims to be a doctor. Dr. Stephanie Estima. That’s funny. She doesn’t say what kind of doctor. Medical? Literature? Fictional? Let’s find out. Nothing on her webpage tells you. I find out she’s a Chiropractor. And her license is expired. Her story is from the Better Humans Medium publication.
My job title has the word engineer in it, but I don’t tell people I’m an engineer. I didn’t go to college. It would be an insult to the real engineers I know.
Unlicensed Chiropractor Stephanie Estima, why do you claim to be a doctor? You don’t have a doctorate. Yet, you sell nutrition products that have Dr. Stephanie printed on it. And, you write that it’s safe to fast for up to 72 hours or longer. Once again for SEO purposes, Dr. Stephanie Estima is NOT a medical doctor nor does she hold a doctorate.
Mindfulness/Meditation
Does it work for you? Great! But don’t tell me I have to learn to meditate. I can do everything that these people get out of meditating for 2 hours in 3 breaths. Yeah really. I can also astral project and make my heart stop for up to two beats. Wanna know how?
So would I. I can’t explain it. I have super focus. Some crazy ancient primal zen master shit. It’s a neat party trick. I could probably stop my heart for 3 beats but I’m afraid it wouldn’t start again.
I’m glad it helps you, but for me it’s a total waste of time. If you are one of those people that can’t meditate, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with you. It’s these hippies sitting in the dark focusing on breathing that are weird.
Microdosing
To say this site has a bias on the pro side of microdosing is putting it mildly. Look, these people went to Burning Man 3 times tops. I’m a veteran psychonaut. Over the last 25 years I have done every drug there is, every way you can do it at least twice except peyote and Quaaludes.
Microdosing is for pussies. If you’re going to trip, trip balls. Experiencing ego death is life changing. Eating a piece of mushroom the size of a chive will do nothing but leave you with slightly less drugs.
“Well, it definitely felt it affected my…” Shut up. It’s called a placebo you simp. That’s not enough to do shit to anyone. Microdosing is a waste of drugs. If the iridescent pyramid made up of made up of 81 smaller pyramids rotating independently but in sync doesn’t pour out of the wall then what’s the fucking point?
Write! Write! Write!
Meth or you’re full of shit. I mean, really. When do you have time to proof read it? And you are using a Mac Pro without a mouse? Bullshit.
Even if you could, it’s not a good thing. I’ll take 1 great story a week over 100 pieces of shit I throw at a wall and see which one sticks. I wouldn’t brag about that. There’s this thing called research you really should be doing.
I’m going to start another profile. The guy will be called Dwight Everyday. He’s one of these self proclaimed expert writers. Then there will be an aspiring writer named Sven Reasons who writes to Dwight for advice. It will be a weekly series. It will be called: Sven Reasons to Dwight Everyday.
If I wrote 5,000 million words a day, that joke wouldn’t exist.
5 a.m.
Eh, I’m bored and already did it. Here read this. Not any of those ones I hope you scrolled past. Stop encouraging these people! Don’t read that crap. Read this.
Oh, I mean this one.
The one on top is better. Thanks for attending my TED talk.
