Hello! I am Jonathan Macros and Golden Calf is a project of mine to accomplish a number of goals: 1) a productive forum to jot down my thoughts 2) Receive criticism 3) Maintain an exercise/nutrition/mental health log and 4) maybe make some money and/or friends doing it. I plan to keep track of my food intake, pontificate on the rationale behind my choices, and log my mental state. So far this is a fairly unstructured project but along with the wordpress I plan to have a website designed. Ideally, I will also write random articles as they arise.
A little background about myself: I grew up on the north fork of Long Island, excelled in school, did well in sports, was about 100 pounds overweight, had plenty of friends, and a strong interest in video games. I scored well on standardized tests and ended up attending Brandeis University. I graduated after four years with a major in Sociology and a minor in philosophy. Upon graduating, I moved to Manhattan and began working as a paralegal. I maintained the position of Corporate Immigration Paralegal for over five years but a near death experience and series of less than ideal events made my resignation from this position necessary. Prior to August 14th, 2011 I was excelling at work, a social person, and an avid tennis player at Astoria Tennis Park. On August 14th, 2011 I was using my laptop and watching television and I received a massive electroshock. Right after being shocked my grandmother called and I remember talking with her in a state of shock but with a strong determination, kept my composure, went outside and had a weird vision. The next day at work, two of the bosses seemed to know something had happened but no one said anything to me. That day I played tennis after work and I had a vision of a wolf briefly appear in my head as I approached Astoria Tennis Park; I saw a rippling silver or mercury looking circle in the middle of the tennis courts and then the tennis players floated to their respective spots, the tennis balls appeared, and everyone resumed motion. My tennis partner picked the court we played on and the side I would be on; this side was covered dangerously with leaves around the baseline and I think I would have fell and cracked my head if not for these two visions.
Right before all this jazz happened I cracked a code on August 12th, 2011; I can’t explain why, but the drive to the north fork was strange and I remember noticing more than the usual amount of planes. I managed to keep my position as a corporate immigration paralegal until the end of March 2012; I quit with the hope that the symptoms I was suffering from would subside after I left my job and apartment in Queens. Since being electroshocked on August 14th, 2011 I have never been able to play tennis anywhere near my earlier levels, have difficulty being in public, have difficulty socializing, fluorescent lights give me headaches, computer screens give me headaches, televisions give me headaches, when I do sit ups there is AM radio interference when I crunch my abdomen, sometimes I get tired for no reason, and there is worse as well. I do not know if I am the only person suffering from these symptoms but nutrition, exercise, and mental discipline make a big difference.
In maintaining this website, it is my hope that at the expense of my privacy, a fair amount of my dignity, maybe someone else with this condition can feel a little better. I take the position, with 100% confidence, that I am a hostage to these symptoms (AM radio interference etc…) in that my cognitive output is significantly lower as well as my standard of living. I also hold 100% confidence that I am a hostage to these symptoms as a result from my refusal to accommodate a coercive demand in the form of voice to skull. On the bright side, I feel like I have an incredible perspective on American Individualism. So August 14th, 2011 is definitely a date I will always remember and my life is broken down into a simple view: there are two days, August 14th 2011, the day this creepy shit started, and day two. I am still in day one. While in day one, I hope Golden Calf can have a positive impact on my morale. I won’t let this bullshit break me.