Showing posts with label Think About It. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Think About It. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 01, 2008

Slightly disjointed thoughts and ramblings


Exactly when did this government lose it's way? When did our elected officials forget that they work for the taxpayer? When did "Position of Power take the place of "Position of responsibility"? The governmental leaders of this country have a responsibilty to serve it's people. Not the other way around.


The masses have been slowely brainwashed to reveal their necks to the government. "For the good of the people" they spout, while all the while going for the jugular to take every last right, every last shred of freedom and every last penny away from us. For. Our. Own. Good.



They have kept us just on the edge of panic. Dangling "Death is only a finger away" since the 50's. "Listen to US! We are the only ones that can save you!!" McCarthy said that free thinkers were communists, George W. calls us terrorists. I grew up with such messages screaming from every corner of the country. "America, Love it or Leave it." "You are either for us, or against us."

G.W. was caught on film saying "This isn't a dictatership, but it would be easier if it were."(insert familiar condescending smirk here) Am I the only one that was truly enraged and mortified by this Freudian slip? Keeping the American people, frightened and on the verge of poverty. Only granting us what the government thinks we need. Isn't that the definition of communism? "Don't question, just do as we tell you and everything will be OK."


This unbelievable joke of a presidency has never taken it's role seriously. Like a bratty child, "Well I got away with that...lets go one step further." Oppression in small doses. Like a slow acting drug, hoping we won't notice the effect until it's too late. Privacy violations are now in place For.Our. Own.Good. Criticizm of our president in considered a terrorist act. Helmet laws, seatbelt laws, smoking bans......For. Our. Own.Good. Right? More like conditioning the American people. Conditioning us to get used to being told how to live our lives.

Too many of us are content to shrug it off "Well, that's just how it is."


Changes have to be made....or is it already too late?

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

An oldie but a goodie

OK, so I know this has been around a few times, but a recent post by The Incurable Insomniac
has prompted me to post this again. Granted, TII was referring to loud car stereos, but really, that is only a symptom of a much deeper problem.

For those Born 1930- 1979
VERY WELL STATED TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930's, 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's!!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, we were put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As infants & children, we would ride in cars with no car seats, booster seats, seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank Kool-aid made with sugar, but we weren't overweight because,WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendos, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 150 channels on cable, no video movies or DVD's, no surround-sound or CDs, no cell phones, no personal computer s, no Internet or chat rooms... WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and, although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! These generations have produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! If YOU are one of them, CONGRATULATIONS! You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated so much of our lives for our own good.

While you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave (and lucky) their parents were. Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Shhhhh... It's dirty

Some years ago, my friends and I were talking about how odd it is that there are dozens of euphemisms for male masturbation, and none for the female. Of course thinking this unfair and discriminatory, we came up with our own list. If any one out there has anything to add please feel free. This is the La Boheme list of euphemisms for female masturbation. BTW I was inspired by Joe Wack, over at Hairshirt.

OK, euphemisms for female masturbation
  • Combing the kitty
  • Slapping the clam
  • Petting the pussy
  • Tickling the taco
I cannot think of any more right now, but I am sure some of you must have your own. I would love to see them. For now I am off to bed, for I must rise and go to work in the morning.

Thursday, July 06, 2006

No bad kids, only poor parenting.

Is anyone else getting sick of the "cute kid" syndrome in television commercials lately?? Take for instance "Bob" the Quiznos baby. WTF?? He's creepy as hell, more annoying than Morton Downy on crack, and about as appealing as Spam on a saltine. Seriously, I would rather have the weird-ass singing hamsters back. "They got a pepper bar" Thank goodness they finally got rid of him. But, there are still so many annoying little kids in commercials.

Take for instance the one MANY sickeningly sweet cutesy kids from the Welches grape juice commercials:

Little pigtailed brunette girl: "Mom says she loves sharing her Welches white grape juice with the whole family, but I think she gets it just for herself.”

OK... so you think she gets it just for herself, yet your snot-nosed, selfish and inconsiderate little cakehole is still guzzling down the juice. Probably the ONE thing that mom indulges on for herself.

Another is the commercial for Universal Studios.
Another spoiled brat standing in front of a roller coaster: "If I had to kiss one more princess on my vacation, I was gonna hurl."

This kid is lucky to be on vacation to begin with. Her parents work their asses off all year just so she can have a little fun. But is she grateful? Does she say, “Gee thanks mom and dad!”? No, instead she complains.

When did poor behavior from children become acceptable? I get so frustrated as the media spins out more and more propaganda geared towards the acceptance of allowing kids to act like little jerk wads. Kids are not little adults. They should not be allowed to act like little adults, and parents need to get up off their asses and raise their kids. I know it is not the kids' fault. It's these parents who think they have to read a dozen self help books on parenting to raise their kids. Kids don't want to be left on their own to "find themselves". They need discipline and structure It does not take a village to raise a child, it takes good parenting. We are raising a nation of self centered, arrogant little jerks who have an exaggerated sense of entitlement. I feel sorry for them in a way. When they do reach adulthood, they are going to be slapped in the face with reality. How are they going to feel about their parents then?

Thursday, June 15, 2006

"Ahhh, you're my best friend."

Among several other thoughts than ran through my mind while I was under the influence of nitrous oxide, the one that stands out the most is my minds ramblings about the "degrees" of friendship.

Somehow in our up bringing, we are taught that, no matter how many friends you may have, there is always "The BEST friend". Do you ever feel guilty because you don't know how to "categorize" your friendship with someone? It's ridiculous. I have so many friends. Are we expected to prioritize our affection? Are we really expected to love people based on some imaginary scale?

The other afternoon my friend Jaeson stopped by my office. We had a great conversation about friendship. It was like an epiphany for me. I said to him, "I don't make friends, I fall in love." I had never said those words before. I had never really analyzed the subject. Yet I found the words falling from my lips as though I had known this all my life. But it's the truth. All the great relationships in my life have been love at first sight. Meaning, there isn't really a "warming up period". You are in or you are not. Maybe that sounds crappy, but I also have a philosophy that, I am not willing to waste my time if it isn't forever. I don't have time for strays. That being said...

...What is the basis for a great friendship? Commonalities? Contradictions? And what makes any one friend more "important" than another? Does time and space diminish the friendship? Do we place value on our friends based on what they can give us?

I am blessed with so many people in my life that love me. How do I choose "the best"? It seems so silly, so sophomoric, and yet it is something we carry through out all our lives. I have more than one best friend. All for different reasons.

Who is your best friend? And why?

Thursday, June 08, 2006

To blog or not to blog

Has this ever happened to you?

Tuesday, May 09, 2006

More propaganda for poor behavior

There is another commercial out now that's just irritating as all hell.

Little girl standing in front of a roller coaster: "If I have to hug one more princess on my vacation, I'm gonna hurl."

Hmmm. How do you think the poor woman in the stupid princess costume feels?? "If I have to hug one more smug, snot nosed, spoiled, self centered brat I am going to puke!"

Seriously, that kid is lucky she even has the luxury of being on such a vacation. Her parents work and slave at their lousy jobs all year just so the little jerk can have a week of entertainment. I bet she never even said thank you. She probably thinks she somehow "deserves" it.

And when did this trend start? This trend of advertisers propagating poor behavior as normal and acceptable. It's appalling. No wonder kids today have such a twisted sense of entitlement. It has begun to spill into our society as this generation of lazy little f&*^&kers have begun to join the work force. No experience, lousy job history or no job history at all. But they want a cushy office job that pays $10.00 an hour. Uuuuumm. NO!

What are these parents teaching these kids?? What ever happened to "If you work hard and prove yourself, you can get all the things you want in life." Now it seems as though the mentality is "I want this and I don't want to have to work for it. Just give it to me." Well Bite Me! You get nothing. It seems so simple. Give nothing...get nothing. Jeez. Do the math.

Well, speaking of working, I guess I better do some.

Friday, January 27, 2006

Is it just me??

Is anyone else getting sick of the "cute kid" syndrome in television commercials lately?? Take for instance "Bob" the Quiznos baby. WTF?? He's creepy as hell, more annoying than Morton Downy on crack, and about as appealing as Spam on a saltine. Seriously, I would rather have the weird-ass singing hamsters back. "They got a pepper bar"

The other one that has been pissing me off lately, is one of the MANY sickeningly sweet cutesie kids from the Welches grape juice commercials.

Little pigtailed brunette girl: "Mom says she loves sharing her Welches white grape juice with the whole family, but I think she gets it just for herself"

OK... so you think she gets it just for herself, yet your snot-nosed, selfish and inconsiderate little cakehole is still guzzling down the juice. Probably the ONE thing that mom indulges on for herself.

I know it's not something I should get all riled up about. And to be fair I'm not REALLY. But damn. I don't need a bunch of ankle biting kids to tell me what I should and should not consume. Especially when they aren't even old enough to know the value of a dollar. (Especially MY dollar.)

Tuesday, January 20, 2004

2 steps forward...blah blah blah

I understand the phrase all too well. Every time I think we are going to get ourselves back on track again financially, something goes fucking wrong. This time it is a $500.00 mechanics bill.

Where the hell is this American dream we heard so much about?? Grr!!! Hundreds of million Americans are scraping by day to day trying to scratch out a living, and Bush wants to initiate another trip to the moon! How much will that cost us? How much did it cost to land a friggin robot on Mars? But I can't afford to buy "the good" toilet paper.

But I don't want to bitch!! I really don't. The whole thing just makes me angry and that leads to acne and stomachaches. (I got 2 good zits going right now.) LOL. I try to stay focused on the good things. I really do. Like the fact that I have finally found the one person I know I was meant to be with. That together we worked really hard to buy a home. A home that we both love. That I have the best group of "frieds" in the whole wide world, and I know that no matter what happens they will always be around.

So, from time to time I get really pissed off and frustrated at the way this country treats its own people, but deep down inside I know how lucky I am to have those people in my life. I know so many people that don't have a clue about what it really means to have true friends. And that makes me happy and sad all at the same time.