The man who got no respect. No, not Rodney. The other American with no respect. The Prez. The Dub. Tha Man of A Thousand Flubs. No Respect. And, why not? Sure, he's barely literate, probably a drunk, and he's got a serious lack of any real good luck. That's a bad set of traits for the leader of an ever-shrinking empire. And yet...he lulls me with his gentle ways...
Whatever. All I can say is, Bring It. After all, look at all the fun we're having in this country now. Fights over abortion, again. Gay marriage, again. Censorship, again. And it's all part of the Big End of Time Circus, at least according to some of the wackos - and I'm inclined to somewhat go along with them. Only, instead of Jesus showing back up to take away his flock and feed the rest to the devil, I am thinking more of a End Times that include empty cities, overturned cars, lots of madness and chaos and then, finally, humanity learning what's really important: Living Yr Own Life, and Fuck All Else. This shouldn't be a hard concept. You oppose gay marriage? Fine. Keep that opinion to yourself. Are you a big supporter of abortion? Fine. Shut up about it. If all of these people, who obviously have nothing better to do, would just shut the hell up and go home we would all be happier, wouldn't we?
Picture of the day, from the AP. Caption says something about them consoling each other after the Massachusetts marriage vote. Plastic Madness What the fuck is wrong with these people? No, really. What the fuck is wrong with these people? I've just had the misfortune of catching a few clips of this show, I Want a Famous Face, on that bastion of cultural hip (MTV) and all I can say is, "What the fuck is wrong with these people?" Although, it seems like MTV actually shares my wonder.
For those of you who don't know, Face is a show about people who are deranged enough into thinking that they share just enough of a resemblance with someone famous that they undergo all manners of plastic surgery to really, really, really look like the celebrity. Which is made funnier by the fact that some of these people don't look much like the celeb they want to be. There's not much point in ranting and raving about this one. These people are sad. Just plain sad. The part about this being a sign of our culture and society collapsing would just be redundant. In other news, that court case is being heard by the court. Yea. That one. Whoot. Gas Prices All Time High! But, not really. Adjusted for inflation, they were still higher in 1981. But, who counts anything that happened before 2001? So, be careful at the gas pumps this week, boys and girls. That SUV driving asshole may be even less polite to you. Just remind them that they are obviosuly well-to-do enough to afford it. Or, better yet, offer to drive the assholes around in your mid-sized European car, at a cost of ten cents a mile. Tell them about the money they will save. Either that, or tell them to suck it up and try public transit. Once again, I wonder briefly if we are creating for ourselves a content-less web. Tens of thousands of bloggers, three-quarters of Americans online, millions of lines, billions of words.... And are there any ideas? I mean, really? There's the new Right, the new Left, the old Right, the old Left. The far out crazies and the deep inside nuts. But isn't it all just posture? Just words meant to make the other side think someone over there must be paying attention? Who knows? I'm just glad to have beer in the fridge when I want it. Socialists win in Spain! Terrorists blamed! Well, what did you expect? If we had a choice in this country, which we don't, between a candidate who wants to be in Iraq and one who doesn't, who would you vote for? Speaking of the supposed "differences" between Kerry and Bush (since we're gonna go ahead and go with the smart money on this one - I'm guessing that Sharpton's continued run is just for his own brand of kicks), what the hell is up with the Democrats screaming "war hero" all over the press? Um, hello. Didn't you fuckers oppose the Vietnam War? Didn't you praise Clinton for avoiding the Draft? People often wonder why I have no faith in the system. I think the actions of the participants serves as a wonderful answer for those questions. Back to Spain. The bombings before last Sunday's elections are somehow being used as explanation for the win of Socialist candidate José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero. Um, ok. So, if that's the case, should we expect a rash of terrorism in this country in November? Maybe good old Ralph will be out there tossing out molotovs at Niketown. I somehow doubt it. Of course, I can't speak for Spain, but I seem to recall a shift hard right in this country two and one-half years ago. But, maybe that's just me. Even a nihilist can get bored... I've either been overworked of late, or nothing has reached out to annoy me enough to sit down and write for an hour. Or, maybe, I've just gotten depressed by own damn color scheme on this site. That, and I have yet to find a layout that I like again. It is just one little problem after another, isn't it? To top it all off, I now sound like every other whining piece of shit weblogger. Damnation. This is why I gave up... My ethics are all screwed up. Or confused. Or, I don't have any. Whatever. Here's the problem. I can't even go to the grocery store without being conflicted. Let's start with the beginning. Don't you hate those assholes who get their crap loaded into their SUV and then leave the damn grocery cart just hanging out in the parking lot. I do. Especially on the cold days when the pavement is frozen and you just fucking know that it is going to be either some old guy or some young kid who has to risk a broken hip to retrieve the buggy. But. If we all took our carts back to the front of the store, the old dude wouldn't have a job. Or the kid. They'd be out of luck. But. If they don't have jobs, that means they are more free to do what they should be doing. Being old (which means sitting around the house eating chips and watching tv) and being young (which also means sitting around the eating chips and watching tv - funny how life is cyclical). So, it's a dual conflict in my head. Should I be an asshole, leave the cart in the middle of nowhere in the lot and keep people employed? Or should I be the other asshole who's helping downsize the whole country, and push everyone out of even their menial service-oriented jobs? And, let's face it, I haven't even gotten started on the self-check aisles yet. |
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