Wednesday, October 31, 2007

I feel sullied in unusual ways

I'm going to have to drink the cool-aid. I've been avoiding it thinking maybe I could get on the mothership by climbing on through the landing gear. I was wrong.

I'm going to have to learn VBScript.


Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Still don't know how to feel

Ed Brown and his wife, the Tax evaders from the Northeast, have been arrested. The cops who  subdued Andrew "Don't Tase me, Bro!" Meyer's have been cleared of any charges. I really don't know how to feel. Where is that imaginary line between oppression and reasonable law enforcement? At what point will we remember that this country was founded by rebels? When is it right? When is it wrong?

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Evil Bastardry

At what point do you, having realized that you are a deviously insane evil bastard, slit your own throat to prevent you from ruling every cretinous dip-shit that dare walk your planet?

Do others see the world of possibilities that exist out there; the little lines of influence and control, or are their eyes clouded? Do they refuse to see?

A twitch here and a tug there and the whole world spins a different way.

I love playing Vampire.  Intelligence, problem solving, social manipulation, conspiracy, story telling, deceit, back stabbing, and vast amounts of gut wrenching bastardry leading to the enjoyment of all. The only downside is that it leaves me giggling maniacally to myself late at night when these horribly wicked and brain hurting ideas come to me. Though I do enjoy them. }:)

Friday, October 12, 2007


Am I a bad American for being happy that an Organization in Turkey is protesting the US's decision that they committed genocide back during WWI? Am I no longer a patriot for want more people in more countries to Unify against America? Am I bad person for believing that we need to be smacked down for the shit that we've been doing?

Why can't we leave everyone alone?

I want the responsibility and I want the awareness, but I guess I miss the blissful ignorance of my childhood

Friday, October 5, 2007

A scream of rage

You live in a free country.  You can do anything you want.  You're free.  Now if you'll excuse us we are going to go make a lot of rules that prevent you from expressing that freedom.

If you wish to vote for Ron Paul (or in fact any candidate of your choice) you best make sure you are registered as their party if you live in a closed state. Please make sure of the rules your state has about how to vote so that you know that you will be able to vote for who you like.  I can only imagine how viciously angry I would be if I got to the booth and couldn't vote for who I wanted to.

But that's not why I'm writing this.  I get very down-trodden about this countries political system and how things are done.  I feel helpless and alone and unable to control my own destiny. I lament the way things are and wish that they were different.

By that I mean I want things my own way. Yes I realize that is horribly selfish but I can't imagine that you don't want it your way. I feel the only fair way is to break up into small communities so that like minded people can have the laws they want but I can't imagine how much bureaucracy that would require.

So bitter.  So angry.