my favorite group is made up of children

Day One Hundred and Nineteen

-A woman came through my lane clutching a thick paperback covered by what appeared to be a glistening, shirtless angel, entirely wrapped in chains. The woman’s stare told me two things: she was prepared to physically fight me were I to say anything, and this was not the first time she had mistakenly thought a store had a self-checkout until it was too late.

-A man insisted to me that I had rang him up earlier in the day and he simply did not have his receipt anymore, but, as I had been here under half an hour and had a total of five guests thus far, I could safely say that I had not. He apologized, realizing that he had mistaken me for my manager, and commenting, “All y'all white people look the same to me.” While I am inclined to agree with him on this, I do wonder what he sees in the mirror. This man was whiter than me, not an easy feat.

-An older woman, well into her eighties, made a comment to me that I will never forget. “As they say, I’m a little ‘dragon-aged’ today.” Later, a mother told her daughter to “Scooby up.” I do not know who has ever said these phrases, when, or in what context, but I deeply want this era of slang to stay.

-In a joyful mood brought on by an oncoming visit from my girlfriend, I decided to bring back a guest favorite: a “TAKE ONE” sticker display. This was an unequivocal success, pleasing children by the score. Their enthusiasm could only be matched by a group of guests who, while octogenarian in body, were clearly timeless in soul.

-Much to their mother’s dismay, a sweet yet energetic child insisted upon getting a frappuccino. The mother’s eyes were filled with an existential terror, the likes of which I rarely see without a five-digit number appearing on my register’s screen.

-A mother came through, young son in tow; the boy, in turn, towed along a replica of Thor’s hammer. I felt comforted to have a hero in my store, but this relief was not long to last. Upon the boy being denied gum, Mjolnir was brought down in a mighty thwack upon his mother’s shin. His mother promptly revoked his hammer privileges and summarily squashed what could have been the second-most upsetting turn of a superhero in 2017.

-I passed a girl her parents’ purchase over the counter. She graciously accepted the bag with both hands, smiled at me, turned in her seat, and power-dunked the whole thing into the back of the cart. This was a truly baller move and earned her my utmost respect.

-A woman commented to me on how fun her allergies are. Her young daughter asked if she was joking again. The mother told her that she had been, and explained to me that she had already figured out how sarcasm worked. I remarked that this should be a fun development int he coming years. She remarked that it would be, and so would boarding school in Switzerland. Based on the overall lack of response, I think that this woman is safe. Her daughter has not fully uncovered the depths of sarcasm yet.

-A man began to walk away without his bags. I called after, reminding him not to leave them behind. He thanked me for the reminder and continued to exit the store without them.

Cult Rant

This potrays to both of my favorite indigo children and something I’ve been wanting to write about for a bit. So both Onion and Joy have made fun of people calling what they do a cult because it’s not of a religious type; but not all types of cults are religious. Sure they are the most talked about but cults can form from any group with a strong belief in something, be it religious, social change, etc. etc. The difference in a cult and say something like feminism is that they have one core leader they all look up to and that they follow, there maybe others of power that are the inner circle. A good non religious example of this is the ALF (animal liberation front), they are not religious, but their head leader has been to prison for bombing animal shelters and medical facilities; and he does have a following that teaches other people how to make bombs for the same reason. That’s a cult.
I do believe there is a connection with some of these people and being indigo (again not say all indigos are this way, but it helps) in that they are taught to believe they are special (like Scientologist). Joy and Greg may have left the indigo life, but they learned a lot from it, mainly how to be “in power” and manipulation. So while they left behind the religious aspect they still hold that same cultish mentality, they just use it in different ways. Greg to manipulate lil girls to get in bed with him, and Joy to boost her popularity and do her dirty work, both making some good money while doing it.
Joy has been saying it’s dumb to judge someone on past beliefs and comparing what she was to being a average Christian. Now I’m not very religious, I consider my apathetic agnostic, I do not judge others for what they choose to believe as long as you don’t harm others in your practice. While saying that too there are people that take beliefs too far and do harm others and you better bet I will judge you on that. I don’t want to dwell on this too much in this rant about religious cults because I want to make another eventually on that topic, just wanted to clear that cause I know people will put that out there sincd I brought up indigo.
No matter the type of cult they will share similarities like extream manipulation of their followers. They will play up them being “brutally honest” or “the bright always positive no bullshitter”, while showing the opposite. They will never really own up to their mistakes if they don’t have to, but play them off.
I have to end this rant here but I imagine there will be more to come.

A comment from my roommate about barrel rolls and spies made me think of a Spy Kids AU for everyone’s favorite Space Family. Which actually fits pretty well now that I’m thinking about it!

Like, imagine:

  • Shiro and Allura were rival spies working for two espionage groups when they met and fell in love with each other. They left their jobs and ended up getting married, retiring somewhere quietly with their four children; Lance, Keith, Hunk and Pidge. None of the kiddos know about their parents’ history; they think Shiro got his prosthetic arm from a car accident and not from a mission gone wrong.
  • They get called back into the field, however, when former agents go missing under suspicious circumstances. Keith is left in charge with Iverson, a family friend, watching over them. Lance is very disgruntled with the fact that Mom and Dad didn’t leave him in charge (”Keith, you’re in charge.” “What??” “You heard them.”) Hunk and Pidge don’t care; they watch their favorite TV show, Voltron, all day long. At least until…
  • They’re attacked by strange robots that Iverson calls ‘Robeasts’. He tells them to get to their parents’ safe house while he holds them off. Pidge discovers the get-away hovercraft and all four of them cram onto it. They make it to the safe house where Lance has to use his full name to get the door to open. There, they learn about Shiro and Allura’s past as the Black Paladin and the Queen of Lions, two of the best spies the world has ever known.
  • Haggar and Zarkon want to use something called a Nexus to give their Robeasts sentience and power. Shiro, while working as a spy, helped develop the Nexus’ for the government to use in testing new weaponry. But the project was pulled because of the danger it presented and everything was to be destroyed. Shiro kept the Nexus’, however, and hid them away where they would be safe. 
    • Guess who finds these “safely hidden” Nexus’? Pidge is too curious for her own good and pokes around the safe house until she finds them.
  • Coran, the “Coranic” and Allura’s brother, ends up getting pulled into the whole adventure when the kiddos sneak into his workshop and find his Voltron tech. He trails after them and ends up getting pulled into their adventure to save his sister and her husband. 

Feel free to add any other ideas!