I’ve wrote about this a lot. This isn’t about straight people, gay people or religion. Okay kinda about gay people, but it’s bigger than that. It’s about a belief that under all the bullshit, the wars, the patriot act, everything there lies a core value in America enshrined in the declaration of independence that says.

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, That all men are created equal, and that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.”

It’s about realizing that even though you think your religion prohibits it, that you recognize that it’s your religion and every citizen of the United States should enjoy the same freedom you do, even if you think it’s wrong.

It’s about realizing that when you live in a country with freedom sometimes some people are going to do things that you don’t agree with but that’s okay because we’re able to be tolerant of other viewpoints because that’s what makes this country great.

This country started when people fled persecution. They fled being second class citizens, the very foundation of this country is laid on the backs of those who died so there wouldn’t have to be court cases to decide whose love is more legitimate than others.

The fact it’s even at a point where we NEED the supreme court is embarrassing to me. But since I am powerless to change that, I hope that they see that in every battle for civil rights, victory eventually belongs to those who were denied them, and every time our nation became better for it.

I’m not a straight ally. I’m not a gay ally. I’m an American ally. An American that believes freedom isn’t for a privileged few. It’s for every single person. I believe that so long as one group of people are denied their freedom then I’m a breath away from being denied mine.

In 50 years. When this bullshit is behind us, and we’re standing on equal ground (regardless of what happens today, you can’t fight progress), Your children and grand children will look at you, and through the stone that is the internet where you put up your opinions will see where you stood. Whether you stood up for freedom and love, and tried to shut it down with hate and bigotry. If it’s the latter, they will be ashamed.

Your choices do have consequences, even if you don’t get a direct say in the outcome.

Vapid Self Promotion. I just released my first episode of the podcast The Dateless Losers with my friend and fellow Comedian Atif Myers. Our first guest is a very drunk Paul Laier. Stream and Download for free. http://www.gregkash.com/datelesslosers

I have 0 problem with each statement. It’s just when they’re made together that makes me angry.

Blogging my life is fine and dandy but frankly I don’t feel it necessary to document every game of magic I play. Although I totally would. That said, sometimes I have to force myself to write, just for the mere sake of writing cuz I know someday that I will want to look back on this.

Things change so rapidly. I mean we all know that right? We’ve all grown up a certain degree and just realize that life is unstable. One minute things are this way and the next they’re totally different and just what the fuck are we supposed to do about it? In times of instability, which is all times as we just mentioned I find that grabbing on to something stable is by far the best ways of doing it.

For me that comes in the form of stand up, or my love of Star Wars, or Hockey and Football. Just anything you can latch on to that can differentiate the years and make you happy.

I think this is why my taste in music hasn’t changed since high school and why I still am into nerd things. They seem to be the only things that don’t change. I enjoy listening to Blink-182 and talking about the lineage of the Sith no matter how much or how little money I have at the time.

In a month I’ll be at my 5 year anniversary of starting this road of stand up comedy and it’s unbelievable how much time, and how many ups and downs have gone by. I moved to Los Angeles, presumably for an end goal, which if pressed I would say is, “To Make it.” and then if pressed for a definition of “Making it.” I would be forced to answer I don’t know.

These are times of cosmic highs and black hole lows. I don’t know where I stand but I’m entirely not concerned with that either. Things happen, and they’re all minor things, and you just kinda hope they add up enough so you level up in the game of life and achieve something you can die happy knowing you did.

The problem with this though is that my base level of situation needed to be happy is so fucking low I could probably die tomorrow and convince myself I’m pretty okay with it.

I’m happy right now and I own nothing. Maybe 500 magic cards, a computer and an xbox and I’m pretty ecstatic about my life.

I never wish I was the type of person who needed more. Is that normal? I just hate everything associated with how you have to live your life to achieve the house with the white picket fence. It’s for some people, it’s not for me, and I never wish I felt like it was for me. That’s how much I resent it. I’m so punk rock right now it hurts.

See, I kinda feel like the (presumably) son is kind of the dick here. Pretty stand offish for a guy who’s dad is obviously cool.

I don’t think I understand why people (there’s more than one of you, so when you read this, you’re not alone nor are you singled out) take pictures of their twitter, and post it on tumblr, which then posts it back onto their twitter. Everyone who follows you on tumblr already follows you on twitter..

Everyone has this obsession with being so fucking unique but the truth is being unique is a lot of work and hardly worth the reward. People are quick to say that the unique people are the ones who stand out in history but the truth is histories greatest tales are hardly unique.

Achilles, Odysseus, the Great Trojan War… The things that made those people unique, should they have even existed in some sense are some of the most normal things ever. Dude liked a girl, he stole the girl from someone else, countries went to war. Greek Mythology basically comes down to a game of who can cockblock who the best.

History’s favorite son Jesus. What was really unique about him. Just another religious guy traveling around the world spreading the word. There’s nothing really unique about that. Sure it was unique that he could perform miracles (allegedly) but since that’s endowed upon him and not something he strove for, then I can’t really give him credit. The choices he made in life though, completely normal.

Even the modern day epitome of evil, Adolf Hitler, was terribly mundane. A failed artist, who felt the world did not get him. A disillusioned youth with no job and a poor home life, finds himself in the Army. Seeing he has a knack for displacing his anger on others, he eventually scape goats his problems on to a group of other people. That’s hardly unique. Even Hitler’s genocide wasn’t unique. He stole the gas chamber idea from the Ottoman’s genocide of the Armenians.

That was a four paragraphs on why being unique is lame. You’re welcome.

I try to be original in my stand up, but as for being a person who stands out above the rest, no thanks.

I always hated people who moved to California and New York City and how they became obsessed with saying how awesome it is and everyone should move here, but really, California is awesome and everyone should move here.

Fuck you, mitt.