Random Thought Of The Day #565

Day 565

Hey... look at that. An Indian tribe is sueing beer makers for their alcoholism. This reminds me of fat people sueing Pizza Hut for being fat fucks too.

Though I remember something from about 12 years ago. Right around the turn of the millenium. Wasn't there a thing with some regional tribe of Indians trying to sue to regain ownership of the city of Pittsburgh? At least the lands downtown. Something about how it had been only a 199 year lease or something like that and they didn't want to allow the lease to be renewed? I can't remember the details of it, but I remember someone telling me about it while I was living in Columbus at the time for school.

My first thought at the time was "Are they going to cover the USX building in flannel and open liquor stores on the first floor of all the buildings in the city?". Second thought? "If it becomes a reservation, I'm gonna go visit often and enjoy the Peace Pipe a little too much.".

I thought back to that with this. I don't know why. They're unrelated other than the whole Native American thing.

But for some reason... my brain made a connection this morning. And I'm actually curious why I made that connection. Hell, I'm curious why my brain makes any of the connections that it does. And the process is wildly interesting to me. Associations are quite curious to me. Why do you connect 2 seemingly unrelated stories. Why does hearing about this thing here bring to mind a connection to this other thing you already had filed away in your memory banks?

And how deeply do these types of associations impact our personality and lives? I know this is nothing but bullshit psycho 101 crap, but it's something that fascinates me sometimes.

Some are easier to figure out. For example... why I've developed a borderline paraphilia for a trashy dressed girl in stripper heels that keeps them on in bed. Answer? Far too much porn and establishing an association between that visual and getting worked up. Simple. Or why I consider mcdonald's french fries a good choice to eat when I have a sore throat. Answer? Because that's one of the few things I could eat without pain when I had my tonsils removed wayyy back when I was about 5. Again, simple.

But sometimes, the connections I make in my head between Event A and Random Memory B is a whole lot less obvious and seemingly more random. THOSE are the times I'm really curious about why I connected those 2 totally different dots. And the more distinctly and apparently different the 2 connected points are, the more curious I am about why I connected them. Until you get to the point of polar opposites. Then that one is pretty easy again. Because they're polar opposites.

*shrug*

I know I'm not alone on this... am I?