Catching up on belly-aching.

December 16, 2009

Well, faithful readers, needless to say, I’ve been a bit distracted lately by other things.   But don’t you worry – there is no shortage of vitriol in this latest installment.  I’ll need to hit a few topics, so pardon the wandering.

1.  First of all, it is of course the Christmas season, probably my least favorite time of the year.  Why, do you ask?  Because of how arbitrary and soul-sucking it truly is.  Think about it – you, like millions of others, are probably stressing about what to buy for whom, where to buy it, how much it will cost, how you can’t afford it, while standing in line at lifeless box stores thinking about it all, and why?  Because once upon a time, some religious nutcases decided to celebrate some kid’s birthday around the same time that a bunch of pagans were being burned at the stake for celebrating the winter solstice?  Give me a fucking break.  Christmas is complete and utter bullshit.  Do what I did and drop out altogether – and enjoy the time off with the people you love the most without feeling obligated.  Life is way too short for that kind of shit.

2.  Who gives a shit about Tiger fucking Woods?  I don’t.  So he cheated on his wife.  Big fucking deal.  A lot of guys do.   Gals, too.  That’s because monogamy  is a wholly unrealistic expectation that humans place on each other.  So, let’s all admit that we’re human and we like to fuck each other, sometimes without the presence of love and romance.   And because of his actions, Tiger’s sponsors are pulling out (so to speak, heh).  Well isn’t that the pot calling the kettle black.  You don’t think the CEOs of some of these hotshot companies don’t have a line of mistresses pulling down their stockings outside their office doors?  Puhleeze.

3.  Obama gets the Nobel PEACE Prize and then says “Hey, let’s send a shitload more troops to Afghanistan.  I think it will work.”  Yeah, that makes fucking sense.  Whatever happened to “you cannot simultaneously prevent and prepare for war”?  Oh wait, that was Einstein who said that.  A fucking genius.   I’ve been regretting my vote for Obama for some time now, but hey – at least he’s not McCain.  Ain’t democracy grand?

4.  Some 8 year old kid in Massachusetts got sent home from school this week for drawing a picture of Jesus on the cross with Xs on the eyes.   The class was asked to draw something pertaining to the holidays, and this is what he came up with.  Wrong holiday, kid – that’s the bloodthirst-quenching holiday of Easter you depicted.  You missed it by a few months.  Ah well.  He was inspired by a recent family visit to some wacko Christian retreat in his neck of the woods.  The school want to have him psychologically evaluated because of the “violent” nature of his drawing.   Well, duh!  I think anyone who fixates on some dead dude nailed to a cross ought to have their head examined.  And people are just starting to the figure this out now?   That perhaps we shouldn’t be exposing our children to this kind of religious mind-fuckery?  Christopher Hitchens calls it child abuse for a reason, folks.

Well, that’s it for now.  Maybe I’ll be back again soon.  Stay tuned.

One Response to “Catching up on belly-aching.”

  1. Mardé Says:

    Well, Minds, the Christly day is finally here! Unhappy Xmas Morn! Bwahahahahahah.

    Hey, maybe you’ll watch some movies this morn with your friends and loved ones? How about Happiness, that hilarious off-beat movie by Todd Solondz? Wouldn’t that be a good antidote to the suffering suffocating ickiness of commercialized Xmas morn? Bwahahahahahah!

    Hey, I looked up that kid who in his little drawing put the X’s in Jesus’s eyes. What a tempest in a teapot! To think they actually made the poor kid take a psychological test! At least the mayor was willing to intervene and suggest the kid’s parents’ expenses be reimbursed to them.

    Yes! Tiger fucking Woods. Who the hell cares? Leave the poor bastard alone. (Not that he’s such a poor bastard.)

    Oh yes, Obama hasn’t lived up to expectations of many wide-eyed optimists but give the poor bastard a break. (I seem to like saying “poor bastard” 😉 ) He’s up against the thorniest filthiest richest military industrial complex that ever has seen the light of day in this country. Who the hell can fight that? Beware! The fascists are waiting in the wings, champing on their bits, you know, the Limbaughs, Palins, Becks, Faux News, Tea Partiers, Death Panelists, others, backed by the filthy rich Rupert Murdochs, Scaife families and certain other filthy rich corporate monstrosities of the world! This country is in grave danger when one of the two political parties has been taken over by crazies.

    OK, I’ve belly ached myself enough here. Later today the rest of the family will arrive for a mammoth fish chowdah and some stocking stuffer type presents. Maybe we’ll even watch a movie?

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