While grocery shopping the other day, something caught my eye upon walking down one of the aisles.
Once upon a time, it was possible to look at a rainbow and appreciate the magical artistry of Mother Nature. Perhaps a whimsical idea about a pot of gold at the end or the science of refracted light would come to mind. Or maybe the mind would become still, immersed in the beauty of the moment.
There are various ways of dealing with bullshit.
The ignorant aren’t even aware that there is bullshit present, they just know at a certain level that something stinks.
Some people try to ignore it, convince themselves it isn’t there and hope nobody else notices it.
Others try to hide it by saturating the air with perfume and placing a bouquet of flowers in front of the pile.
Then there are those who say, “Mmmmmm. There is a steaming pile of bullshit in here and isn’t it lovely!? I hope you are enjoying the delicious fragrance filling your nostrils. And aren’t your new pet flies fun?” Usually, they are the ones responsible for the bullshit being there.
As a consequence, some broken souls are aware of the bullshit but have been trained to fool themselves into thinking it is a good thing.
I prefer to simply say, “There is bullshit in here and it needs to be cleared out.” Then, go get a shovel, scoop it up, dispose of it, scrub the floor and prevent piles from being deposited in the future.
It is no longer P.C. to refer to gay people as “gay”. Not everyone who is gay is actually gay. Some gay people are unhappy. And, some happy people are ungay. To refer to gay people as “gay” is gaycist, so wipe that smile off your face. Continue reading Politely Correct
Something wild, majestic, mystical and awe-inspiring:
I would rather watch that 1000, make that 10000, times in a row rather than any of the programming spewing out of the thousands of channels of television network broadcasting. Compare to, for example:
Are you kidding me? MSNBC interrupts a discussion regarding ending the NSA for breaking news about a Justin Bieber DUI arrest? “Lean forward” my ass! TV has become almost 24/7 crap, shoved down the throat with some commercial intermissions to break up the raucous monotonous menagerie with more heinous loudly subliminal programming. May it all drown in Gullfoss.
Okay creepy trench coat people, let me get this straight…
You packed carrots for the bunnies but you didn’t have enough room to stash a few hot dogs for dad?
I’ve got something to whisper to you too… F*** U!
Do you need that spelled out in integers?
Looks like all the burners are eating burnt toast. Just tried to log in to my Tribe account and got this:
Horrible Exception: org.apache.turbine.util.security.TurbineSecurityException: Unable to update the security system… Continue reading Tribe is Toast
As a man, you are either an asshole or you are gay. It is common knowledge that men are assholes, and nobody likes an asshole (except for gay men). Actually, some women like assholes because they think they can fix them. But that rarely works out.