Great minds...

Not my work

(to be honest, no one copied no one.

Just great minds...)

My work

Left, right, left, right

Iv'e decided my country is a land filled with masochists that are surrounded by sadists. I can't explain it in any other way. And really how can you? Can anyone explain why we are going through life the way we do? Why are we going backwards when most of the western world is progressing? It's true we are better and way more advanced than most countries in quite a lot... Hi-Tech, Agriculture, Medicine and lots more, but yet in everything regarding ourselves we are falling behind.
Looking at my city Tel-Aviv, one would think I'm full of shit, and I'm actually leaving in one of the most progressive cities in the world, and it's true. But... driving an hour out and the picture changes completely. Gay rights go down the drain, and so do Arab or any other minorities, the political agenda takes a sharp turn to the right and religion get more intense. Add to that, the fact we are surrounded by countries that (well, not all) wants us gone, and you have a great S&M recipe for a healthy life style.
So, what do we do? Do we relocate to another country? Do we stay and bang our heads at the wall while trying to make a change? And what about our kids, do they deserve to continue this cycle?
A lot of questions and not too many answers, I know. But one conclusion for me at least is that the next time anyone tells me I live in a bubble I'll just replay: "Thank god" (Just an expression of course, no religion connection what so ever).

Great minds...

It wasn't me...

So I have a new job. I know, just the word Job makes me shiver. But you know, one must have money to do stuff... Anyways, as a part of my managerial duties I have to deal with quite a bit of forms and excels. To be honest, I hate this part of my job. I am a creative director, that is what I do and that is who I am, so dealing with all that crap is killing me.

But for the first time since school, I realizing that there probably was a reason to why I was such a bad student and why It was easier for me to surf rather than stay in school.

I don't really know if I have ADHD or ADD or whatever letters (or not) can describe my predicament but I am sure now, more than I ever was, that it wasn't me. I mean, It was and still is me, It's just not my fault. Learning (class rooms) and dealing with forms is just not for me and taking pills (to make it me) is defiantly not for me, so I have decided to do my best, that's all, nothing more and nothing less.

And if I go crazy in the process, well, it won't make a huge difference :-)