Tuesday, January 30, 2007
It ain't fair...
These people won the fucking Powerball. You believe that? I think they are from like Missouri or one of those other square states. It just don't seem right. The husband is like 80 something and the wife is damn near 80. Even their kids are in their 50's. Somehow that don't seem fair.
They got to be part of that whole "Greatest Generation" thing. Isn't that enough for them. Hell, if the baby boomers and their parents had taken a little better care of this country it wouldn't be in the shit hole it is in now. It is now up to the future generations to try to pay back the enormous national debt, to clean up the environment, and in general try to make a go of it as the bloated tick that is the so-called Greatest Generation falls over and dies, gorged on the promises of the future.
If you think I am wrong, I bet you that those people who won the Powerball will still collect Social Security. And if you asked them why, they would say they are "entitled" to it.
Entitled.
Am I not entitled to be able to afford a house and car while working forty hours a week? I will never be able to have the American dream on 20,000 dollars a year. It doesn't matter how hard I save, how much I scrimp, or what sacrifices I make. Unless I spend my day working 15 to 20 hours a day I will never have that dream. Is that America?
Thirty years ago woman started going to work for Equality. Now, unless both parents work can anyone do more then "get by"? How is that? How is it that their are more millionaires and billionaires and yet the poor are still poor and in fact just about as poor as they have ever been? How is it is this rich country 90% of the people are two paychecks from homelessness? Does any of this make sense?
Do you see why I don't find it "cute" or "right" or "just desserts" that these old people are winning all this money? Their lives are behind them. The money will just go to rotten grandchildren and children who are damn near seniors themselves. Maybe I am just bitter? Jealous? Probably but I have to have something to write about, don't I?
On a tangent, here is the new Miss America. Just a whole lot of, eh? She's pretty but just like most of those beauty contestants, she is probably like twenty something but because of the surgery that they have and the kind of girls the judges are looking for, she looks like she is thirty. She just looks plastic. I like girls with curves. Real girls. Not plastic. Not fake. Plus, now that I think about it, she is kind of cut huh? I mean, look at that six pack, those thigh muscles and arms. Shit she must bench like 220. That cracks me up. Maybe next year they should include a competition like on "The World Strongest Man". The winner of the pageant can be the chick who can pull a tractor trailer two hundred yards in the least time. I think I would actually watch that if it was done in a bikini. Laterzzz...
Friday, January 19, 2007
Just ramblin...
Seems to me that these people don't realize that every gallon of gas we don't use is just going to fuel the Chinese machine. And sooner or later if you have a machine you have got to turn it on. Is it wrong to be paranoid about the Chinese and to a lesser extent, the Indians (not the bow and arrow type but the ones in India)? Well, ask the British, French, or Portuguese how quickly a country can go from leader to follower. Ask the Roman Empire how quick conquerors become the conquered. America is a big target. Everyone hates us. Even our friends. I am just saying that that is something we have to think about. Then again maybe you don't. Keep running up debt and living for today. Nothing bad happens in America. Or maybe that is Disneyland. I get them confused. Last I checked though, Disneyworld hadn't just shot down a satellite in orbit, so think what you will.
So, tax season is here--
Quick side note--I am thinking this is going to be a depressing entry. I have been having a severe case of nothing to talk about lately and I am wondering if it is a symptom of my shitty state of life(which I won't touch on just right now, thank you). I haven't had any good ideas lately. I haven't written anything funny or humorous or dirty. I just seem to not have an interest. I don't know why? I want to write and I think that the only way to write is to just write, if you know what I mean? So I will just sit here and let the shit flow. Back to whatever--
Ok, I am back. I just had to shut down the old puter and reboot. Good thing I am a firm believer in saving my work, or else this entry would be toast. And we wouldn't want that, now would we?
Shit, had to reboot again. I do think that when tax time comes, depending on how much cash I get back I may have to invest in a new system. This is crazy. This thing is way past it's prime. Kind of like me. It should have been put out to pasture long long ago. I don't want anything great but even a computer bought at the Wal-mart is probably better. I bet if I tried to donate this to a school or something, they would say 'no thanks'. Or "get the fuck out of here!" I guess as long as it works I will hang on to it. After all I get the buyer's remorse something awful. I agonize over a purchase and hem and haw and then when I finally get around to buying I feel like I have wasted my money. Ain't that a bitch? Why can't I just buy shit and move on? What do I care if I could have bought better or cheaper or whatever the fuck? Perhaps my general un-satisfaction with my purchasing choices is indicative of my un-satisfaction with the general direction of my life in general? Can capitalistic and consumeristic be allegories in today's modern age for what we think and feel? Would Freud be studying the shopping habits of people today? After all , in America today, what is more important in most people's lives, sex or shopping? Think about it. Laterzzz...
Friday, January 05, 2007
Welcome to the New Year
Sometimes, I must say, that I do have my doubts on whether happiness is a possibility or if it is just a dream that people aspire to. Maybe it is just a way for us to fool ourselves, a self-hypnosis that stops us from looking at the situation that we are in the hopes that on the horizon of the future things will be better. In that case wouldn't an asshole like me pointing out that kind of thing make me an even bigger asshole than I already am?
That brings me to last year. Last year was the year of me being an asshole. A year of me fucking things up. A year of making excuses. A year of not writing as much as I wanted to, not because I couldn't find the time but because I was just too damn lazy. I am not making a resolution because that is just stupid. I am just going to do what I got to do and get my shit together. I will keep you posted.
As it comes to this blog, I still don't know how many people read it. I don't know if anyone does. I don't really care. I am going to keep on writing just for my own amusement. If you like what I write, leave a comment, and come on back. If you don't, well come on back, leave a comment and maybe I will get better. I wouldn't bet on it, but really, anything is possible.
So, out with the old year and on to the new year and the new topics and the new shit and well...here we go...
Is it possible to have the power to turn invisible and not use it to do evil?
Imagine you could turn invisible, what would you do? Would you go out and steal something? Would you sneak into the girls/boys shower room at a near by college or worse, high school? Would you go to the movies for free? Hell, you could, in theory murder someone, assuming that your hair and skin remain invisible too so some CSI person doesn't find it. Even if they didn't, they would still have to prove that you did it and if you didn't show up on film or anything like that...when you can turn invisible coming up with alibis is probably easy.
I think not doing evil would be hard. How can you help people with this? Could you be a cop or something? I guess it also matters if you have some kind of control over being invisible or if you are stuck that way. Movies have shown us that people who turn invisible seem to go nutty and kill. And then I guess there is always revenge. Who wouldn't want to get revenge on "someone who done you wrong"? Revenge might be fun but it isn't always a good thing. It isn't always a bad thing either. But that is for another day.
Truth of it is, if I turned invisible I would do the evil thing, at least at first. I would probably steal money, check out a roomful of naked college chicks (not high school--that is just really wrong), and who knows what else. I think playing practical jokes would probably be the most fun. That and getting revenge on people who deserve it. I might eventually get to the point where I try to do good but I know that I would have some fun. Evil fun. And let's be honest, evil fun is usually the best kind. Laterzzz...
