Priorities People....Damn!!!

 Ok so I am very sorry that Paul Walker passed away. I truly am, Facebook and the rest of the interwebs are going batshit crazy because of it. Tearful farewell videos, long maudlin and poetic post and general gushing has been going on since sometime yesterday. You know who i haven't heard anyone say shit about? That poor bastard who was trampled to death by greedy materialistic assholes at a walmart in New York. No outcry of pain or outrage like there was for a man who pretended to drive cars for a living. No outpouring of support for that poor mans family. Where are the videos mourning that man? The vigils? No....? No one? No one outside his family has anything to say for the poor guy who died just trying to do his job for a company that probably didn't even pay him enough to live on.. But people are more concerned that the pretty car driving man died in an accident.... The man in new york was murdered for all intents and purposes...and nothing....nothing at all.

Well god bless motherfucking 'Murica


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Patriotic Shame

   You can say what ever you want to about the following comment, but i could not give less of a fuck. I am deeply, truly, painfully ashamed to be an American in these days. When I was a child even in rural North Carolina, we were taught what a great country this was. One of the biggest points made to us was that this was a place of freedom and acceptance. Where anyone could be anything and freedom of choice was a guiding principle. Now we live in a world where people are allowed by law to picket dead soldiers funerals but not to get married. Where less and less you hear stories of truly good things happening. Gone is the sense of community that existed in my childhood. No one knows their neighbors anymore, and sadly that's more from self preservation than anything else. The little guy gets screwed, old people get completely fucked, and people seem to get an insane delight in finding heinously fucked up shit to do to each other. Religious freedom means every ones beliefs are respected and church and state are separate but God is used as an excuse to make policy. What happened to life liberty and the pursuit of happiness?  What happened to let freedom ring? Where did America lose it? It makes me sad, and like I mentioned earlier, very, very ashamed.

Love, loss, fuzzy things and stupid people

  Our family has suffered quite a few losses in the past year. Most of them have been our beloved children, our animals. I had someone tell me once while i was grieving one of these losses that it was stupid to grieve that hard over the loss of "just and animal". I said nothing at the time lost in misery as i was. Now, however, i feel the need of a rebuttal. First and foremost, Fuck you. How dare you tell me that he loss of a life i have taken care of for years is trivial. I have fed them from bottles, loved them, held them, been cheered by them, fought for them, cherished them. The loss i feel is devastating. My babies are gone. I am left with an ache that will never really go away, and memories to cherish for ever. That's all i have. Secondly, the disregard of life that that one statement showed makes it very clear to me why i hate leaving my house. People suck. Animals do not. Its really that simple. I can imagine that the individual is one of those idiots who will tell you that animals don't have souls. What a load of shit. I'm not sure even where I am heading with this now so I'm gonna come to a close. I just woke up with the compulsion to write this.

I must confess my weakness

I made a choice today that fills me with shame like i have never known. One of my babies, my pint sized terror, Tink the Ninja is dying. I held her for a couple of hours as there is nothing we can do to change the outcome and she isn't suffering. I could not, however, hold her until the end. I could not bring my self to do it. Not this one. I hate myself. I'm weak, flawed, selfish, pathetic. I could not bring myself to be there for my special baby when it mattered most. I am too wrapped up in my own misery, and now self loathing. The universe brought this special little light into my life 3 years ago. She has always been a constant source of joy and laughter. I cannot take her loss. I do not have the ability to handle the pain i am feeling right now. And i cant be there when she leaves my life. And for that i will always be ashamed.



P.S.
  I was able to man up. I held that little angel as she left my life..as if i didn't have enough reasons to hate god already.

To what ever supernatural higher authority.........

 To whom it may concern,
    Fuck you. I am not your personal whackamole game. You have officialy crossed the line with me...You have shifted me from apathetic indifference to down right Hatred and loathing. Its on motherfucker. That is all.

MIND BLOWN!!!!! that is all

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Rage and Horror

I was on facebook today and saw the video of those bastard cops shooting the rottweiler for going to his owner. Gunned down in the motherfucking street. Multiple shots. Those fuckers need to be beaten to death. Rat bastards. Fucking assholes become cops because having been cursed with a tiny dick bad looks and a horrid personality a badge was their last chance at getting respect. I hope they lose their badges and get charged with felony animal cruelty. They were in no danger. NONE! For anyone who reads this SPEAK OUT... LET YOUR OUTRAGE BE HEARD...CRY OUT FOR JUSTICE FOR  A LOVING DOG WHO HADN'T HURT ANYONE. Shit like this has to stop.

 Animals are living breathing things. They need us. They trust us. People need to realize that. My heart is sick.

Southern Misconceptions... or not

  I had originally planned to type a scathing diatribe about how we as southerners were misrepresented in media. a rant that got  its start while watching The American Baking Challenge. There is a contestant on the show from Pickens SC. I love her. She is country as all hell and ridiculously talented. Every week i watch these judges from the culinary community look in horror at what she has done as her contest entry for what ever challenge, such as a chocolate peanut butter bacon pie, and a loaf of bread stuffed with ground up red hots and pecans. These same judges, every week, are wowed by the bizarre concoction presented to them.

  This then started a thought process for me. You see, I sat down to write this particular post about 4 times. I just couldn't make it happen. The words wouldn't come. Then I started thinking about what I was trying to say and if it was a valid point. It is a valid point, and its one that has been made a thousand times over. So therefore I'm not gonna do it.

  Instead, I will rant about how we as southerners are misunderstood. I think assumption is the perpetrator. For example, folks assume that a slow drawl can't possibly be attached to a quick mind. That country means ignorant. That I say y'all due to a lack of education. That we lack the ability to appreciate art, beauty, culture.
That we put bacon in pies because we don't know any better. That its not possible for a white southerner and a black one to be truly good friends. Like poor Paula Dean. For fucks sake people. A comment that's almost older than me? The whole country gotta get butt hurt about it? Whats worse is that its cost her so much. The whole country way over reacted about a damn near 30 year old comment, but we here in the south are the ignorant ones?  Also, if she loses her entertainment contracts over the use of the N word all those years ago, then by rights, the hip hop community should be decimated from all the revoked contracts from the use of that same word. I mean it IS all about equality isn't it? That however is another rant entirely.

 My point is, those that call us ignorant, do so because they are ignorant of us. Yes, we are stubborn traditionalists, and somewhat set in our ways, but we are educated, cultured, and not at all ignorant.

Insomaniacal

So its 4:18 am. My body decided 2 hours ago that I had to piss. That's all just piss. I'm still fucking sitting here. Are you fucking serious? Really? Why does it seem that my physical self is allergic to sleep? For example, my weekends are my days off, and I wake up stupid early all week long. So what does my body do on weekends? Wakes up in anticipation of the alarm that isn't going to go off because its FUCKING SUNDAY!!!!!!

I mean seriously.... I'm tired, I know I'm tired because my body feels tired. My body wants the sweet bliss of oblivion. My brain, however, seems to want to go on some sort of rant. The likes of which, in both duration and volume, have rarely been seen outside of a Republican anti gay marriage fillabuster. It refuses to listen to command or cajoling. It won't listen to reason or pleading. My brain at this time of day is, for lack of a better word, a bastard.

So here I sit. Wide ass awake and totally exhausted. Guess I'm gonna go sit on the porch and smoke a bowl.

70's & 80's cartoons vs the crap they make today

Ok so here we go. I was watching the old superfriends cartoon last night, and noticing the quality of animation and the thought put into story line. Granted the stories were a lot simpler then, but we also were an easier sell. We didn't have google to look up anything with. Cosmic rays were a good enough reason for why  whatever superman and his friends were dealing with had happened. Then i started thinking about how each cartoon I watched as a kid had some sort of moral message included in the episode, followed by the hero of said cartoon pointing out the moral message at the end for the kids who were too special to get it on their own.  
      Now, these morals were the same ones our parents were trying to instill in our stubborn little heads, but mom and dad didn't have the same level of clout that say He Man, G.I. Joe, She Ra, Liono, or any of our other childhood heroes did. So for our heroes we listened, we were honest, fair, compassionate. We studied hard. Got good grades. Did the right thing. We are also the last generation with any kind of sense.

  We understand that good things come from hard work. We get the concepts of respect for others, good manners, taking care of those with less than you, helping those in need, and in general just not being a shit.
We pull our pants up to where they belong. We oopen doors for elderly people, women, and anyone with their hands full. We say please and thank you, yes ma'am and no ma'am.

  Children today have Spongebob, Bratz, and Barney for role models. They have graduation ceremonies for kindergarten. They win awards for participation. What the fuck? We start teaching them young to be idiots.
We are fucking ourselves. BADLY. Any parents reading this. Buy or download some old cartoons for your kids and make them watch them. I bet they start emulating those heroes and acting like they have more sense. Try it. For the good of our futures.

Here endeth the rant.

Late Night Ramble 1.0

So its late at night and I'm all stoned and bleary and shit. I have been pondering the immensity of what this blog means. From one standpoint many people can potentially enjoy what some consider to be my acerbically witty observations on life. The other way to look at it is that I'm really evil and this is a perfect platform from which to spread my bilious rants and general venom to all and sundry. After several hours and much thought I have come to the conclusion that I'm good either way. I mean you are reading this because either you yourself or someone you know thinks I'm funny as shit. For some I am for others not so much. Either way stay tuned I'm working up a great "why old cartoons are better" rant. Night Y'all.







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A shout out to the different

  Nerd....Geek....Dork...Loser.....Fag.....Waste... If any of these names where ever applied to you, as they were to me, then you know what a badge of shame they used to be. Not anymore I say. I am proud of my nerdiness. I claim gladly my geekdom. I revel in a good D&D game. I still own magic cards. I can beat most people in a game of Star Wars trivia, and i am proud as hell to say it. We all went thru hell when we were younger, and I personally feel that even tho we have never met we have a bond. We have become strong thru adversity. We are smart. We are canny. We are creative. We are resilient and adaptable. We are more open to enlightened thought, We are the hope, the future, the only chance that our country, full as it is of obnoxious Americans, has to ever be globally acceptable. We have a duty to try and weather the storms of ignorance that try daily to drown us in a sea of stupidity. Shine on fellow spazzes.

Warning and disclaimer

Ok people, to whom so ever finds this dusty corner of the interwebs, I warn you now. God only knows what you will find here. It will most likely offend, shock, irritate, or in some other way negatively affect someone. If that's the case then please let tell you with all my heart, I don't give a fuck. This is my blog and i will put anything in here from a killer recipe to what or who pissed me off that day. You have been warned.

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