Until recently i had believed that Austin’s favorite cocaine fueled paranoid sociopath*, Alex Jones, had given up on living on the backs of the weak minded, ignorant and racist flock that followed him. This is mostly due to the fact i live half a continent away from Austin. As it turns out, i was wrong- in fact, Jarhead Jones is still around and apparently richer than ever from his crockumentaries and his fleecing his flock of their money.
be proud, white pride
A few days ago i posted this image of a group of white people at a house, showing off their Confederate flag (what i’ve heard some call The Traitor’s Flag) with signs in their yard that read [sic], “I’m a mavrik” and [sic] “socialest”. The former, presumably being a reference to the bold souls that wrote this sign and the latter being a reference to President Obama. And while it’s possible they’re maverick’s in illiteracy, chances are these are just a group of ignorant, angry and possibly inbred twats.
marriage is between one man and one woman… unless…
In years past, i didn’t use synaesthetic as a place to vent only my political views. But since i’ve started from scratch a few weeks ago, it seems that my focus has been more on politics and social commentary instead of introspection, as it was for most of the time.
I did not always have the opinion i now have regarding “gay rights”. I’ll explain the quotes later. Years ago i remember telling someone that gays didn’t get rights because they were an invisible minority and any discrimination they encountered could only be because they decided to let people know they had ‘teh gay’.
It was immature, anti-democratic and it was a small minded, bigoted view that was in direct contradiction to my spiritual beliefs as a Christian. But it would take some time, introspection and maturity to realize that.
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the fifteen year nap
In the early to mid nineties something profoundly bad happened to me. The worst aspect of it was that i was never there to see it and it’s effect on me was so gradual that it was undetectable. I started snoring loudly in the early to mid 90’s. I worked at a semiconductor company at the time and there were days when i simply fell asleep while staring in the microscope that i was stationed at. At the time i thought it was because i was living in a house with no air conditioning and that heat was the reason i was constantly tired.
In a larger context, i was falling asleep.
It would be 15 years later, and i would be 41 years old before i woke up.
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Gubbunur Goodhair’s oppressive white wing nutjobbery
Even halfway across the continent, Texans continue to embarrass me. It was bad enough when the anti intellectual, drug addled, jingoistic, nationalist and revisionist George Bush claimed that Texas was his home [in fact, the Bush family is from Connecticut and has ties to – i’m sorry to say – Maine]. Now Governor Rick Perry has shown how far Texan politicians have fallen. How did we get from Sam Rayburn and Jake Pickle and Lyndon Johnson to this turd? Oh yeah, that ever prevailing belief by those undisturbed by facts that somehow government is a bad thing, so we have to vote for people who think government is a bad thing, so that we can show the world how bad government is.
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and now, a moment of schadenfreude
I have an add-on for Firefox called Stumbleupon. You make an account (free), tell it what your interests are, install the toolbar and once you’ve restarted Firefox, you click the “Stumble!” button and it will send you to a random website based on your interests. I highly suggest it to anyone who has an interest in anything.
Now and then, i come across some tepid attempt at mediocrity trying to pass itself off as ‘art’. In reality it’s usually someone who indulges in what can be described, at best, as masturbatory, flat, poorly composed and incomplete illustrations. Some of it is manga based images, some of it tries very hard to be ‘edgy art’ that is the direct result of someone who thinks because they can draw in some sort of ephemeral style in a notebook, they all of a sudden have artistic license.
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why i won’t shop at China Mart
On Facebook, i commented that i will not shop at Wal Mart, under any circumstance. A former co-worker, also tech savvy, commented that if i limited my choices to buying things not made in China, i wouldn’t have much to choose from.
And he’s correct. But it got me thinking- how is it that i rationalize buying some things from China from somewhere like Newegg but i treat companies like Wal Mart as a metastasized cancer tumor [which, by the way, they are] ?
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to the three yammering fundies at the borders
This goes out to the three hyenas that were a paltry 12 feet away from my girlfriend and me as we tried enjoying some coffee and reading time at the Borders in Gresham this Saturday.
Dear ladies, i just wanted to let you know how much i appreciated having my ability to read and the conversations i tried having with my girlfriend interrupted by your absolutely insane, banal, DSM-IV quality fundamentalist ramblings. Yes, i’m genuinely sorry that you know someone who is having a drinking problem, but i want to gently contradict your analysis that the cause is, as you put it, “Satan, who hates all souls” forcing him to drink. I’d like to offer another, more plausible, explanation.
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another beginning
Sigh.
All i wanted to do was move the journal to a different directory. It shouldn’t be hard but apparently it is. I ended up breaking the entire thing.
I wanted to spend more time trying to fix it and i had a pretty good idea of where the problem was. Unfortunately it required skills i don’t have [yet] like how to edit SQL tables through the admin tool.
general generalness
This an actual quote from a singles site:
HI MY NAME IS [name deleted] AND I HAVE 3 KIDS SO IF YOU DONT LIKE KIDS PLEASE DONT BOTHER BECAUSE THEY ARE MY LIFE AND I WOULDNT GIVE MY KIDS UP TO PLEASE ANY MAN NO MATTER WHAT THE LAST GUY I WAS WITH DIDNT LIKE ONE OF MY KIDS TO WELL… I AM LOOKING FOR HAPPINESS SOMEONE WHO IS SMART / FUNNY / WHEN I THINK OF MORE THINGS I WILL UPDATE MY PROFILE SORRY THINGS ARE SO BLUNT BUT THAT IS ME .. IF U ARE LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO WALK WITH AMD SMILE AT OR HAVE A HEART TO HEART I AM YOUR WOMEN!!! I LOVE TO GET ON…
I am just so giddy. This one is a keeper!
This isn’t just a trainwreck- it’s so full of wrecky goodness that scientists and grammarians will need years to find a new word to describe how this one woman, on her own, managed to rape the English language this bad. Gang Bang bad.
Way to go, slick. As if Gresham [yes, her profile says she’s from Gresham] really needed you to help wound their image more than it is.
One of these nights, i expect these turds of Gresham will rise up and burn down the local Borders for being "elitist" or satanic because they have books- then everyone will get into their Trans Am’s, crank up the Foreigner and drive to the Burger King to get some dinner. Then they’ll go back to their shanty, watch some WWE, stuff their heads with pork rinds, then relax with a nice Newport Menthol before the NASCAR race starts.
And you bred… THREE TIMES? You’ve already squeezed three stomach monkeys from your vaa-jay-jay? Well, since you’re in Gresham, are you nineteen or something? Was the daddys name Clevon; by chance? Fuck me. Mike Judge was right… more than that, history will vindicate Idiocracy by elevating it to "prophetic" status.
What else? I had a very nice date a couple of weekends ago. I’m not sure where it’s going, if anywhere, but i think there’s some potential there. I hope she does too.
It’s spring here. There aren’t too many more days before the school year ends and the little urchins get to enjoy a few weeks without my screaming at them, blowing my whistle, telling them to take their goddamned little gay ass hoodies off, asking for their hall pass and being a general pain in the ass. And those are just some of the reasons why they’ll miss me too. For my part, i’m feeling some anxiety about this summer. Chances are good that PPS will have work for me, but there’s no guarantee. In addition my medical premium has gone up 900% and my deduction for my pension has kicked in as well. That’s about $200 gone from my paycheck every month.
One of the things i really like about my job is the fact that i get to come home with a clear conscience. I don’t have to serve weasels, i don’t have to deal with pretensious marketing and/or sales fucks, i don’t have to work with people whose life ambition is to fuck over as many other people as possible to boost their self esteem.
And that’s the thing about working at PPS- we’re all there to help make Portland a little bit better. Myself included.
There’s something else- something bigger than this entry merits. It weighs on me in a way that forces me to examine myself and the effect i have on others.
Maybe next time.