Cthulhu doesn't give two shits about Evolution or Creationism...
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk. For the purpose of this blog
little c christian refers to "fake look at me cry" religious people.
Christian with a big C refers to people who actually follow Christ.
As anyone who have ever written a blog, drafted newspapers or envisioned novels can tell you, the Muse can be a cruel mistress sometimes. One moment she is with you, dancing with ideas and words, the next she is leaving you cold and alone. Stories, so many and faster than fingers could type, are now replaced with nothing but barren fields, devoid of all life. How can I update this blog, how can I keep it current if nothing comes to me? What shall happen if I never hear the good song of the Muse again? I know the source true, but what good does it do me? When Fred Phelps was excommunicated from the WBC and then finally passed away, the WBC really just doesn't matter anymore. Oh sure, they will try to attention whore still, but honestly, their time has come and pass, it's as if they have all passed away. The source of my ramblings was gone, and so was any ambition to write. But thankfully, I think the spell might have finally been lifted, if only for a time.
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk. For the purpose of this blog little c christian refers to "fake look at me cry" religious people. Christian with a big C refers to people who actually follow Christ.
With constant reminders of how we are in the modern age, how we are so advanced and enlightened, how I live in richest, most powerful and most free nation in the world, I'm getting really fucking sick and tired of stories like this. How can we call ourselves the land of the free when we actively seek to deny human rights to humans? You can't say its "religious rights" when you deny rights to another, even more so when they are the same rights you would raise a bitch fest over. To make a long story short, recently the Kansas House overwhelmingly passed a bill that would
allow people and businesses to refuse service based on sexual
orientation or marital status if doing so would be contrary to the
“sincerely held religious beliefs of the individual. "Religious beliefs" wasn't clarified by the article or by the state Rep, but considering the track record, one can safely assume it means his version of what he calls christian beliefs. Also while I find the whole law insulting on a purely human level, what really stuck out with me was this;
State Rep. Charles Macheers
drafted the proposed legislation and argued it would prevent “hurtful”
discrimination, claiming the bill would give business owners their right
to religious freedom.
“There
have been times throughout history where people have been persecuted for
their religious beliefs because they were unpopular,” Macheers said.
“This bill provides a shield of protection for that.”
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk. You've been warned by the way, there will be lots of cursing or/and offensive comments.
I hope you will pardon me if I open this post with a "back in my day" moment. You see, I was born around the same time as the modern internet. That would be AOL 1.0 kids. Having grown up with the internet, I'm no stranger to the activities and questionable things people do there. But as I grow older, I grow more and more concerned by a pattern I am seeing. I watch the younger generation become addicted to twitter, myspace, facebook and more. They put their personal lives on full display then complain when people comment on it. I would think if you want something kept private, you wouldn't put it on a public forum. Same with being left alone. If "something really bad happened, but I don't want to talk about it", then keep it to yourself, not Facebook. It gets even worse when it comes to opinions. To many of the younger (and even older) generations, they are starting to think opinions are the same as fact. They will make a statement, then expect everyone to agree with it, then cry is someone dare speaks against it. With this type of disturbing attitude allowed to fester and grow, they become one of the worse things this world can produce... the attention whore. The attention whore is a pervasive pattern of excessive emotionality and attention seeking,
beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts, as
indicated by five (or more) of the following:
Is uncomfortable in situations in which he or she is not the center of attention. Will produce videos or make up drama in order to get said attention back.
Interaction with others is often characterized by "hey look at me, me me me me me". Any deviation away from them will result in child like tantrums.
Will often try to downplay or belittle others then cry, complain and act hurt when their plans do not net them more attention.
Will often expect others to do as they want (all the time) because they are the center.
Displays rapidly shifting and shallow expression of emotions. Will often use said emotions to play overdone or made up drama for even more attention.
Will use physical appearance, attitude, ideology or some form of "religion" to draw attention to self.
Has a style of speech that is excessively impressionistic and lacking in detail. Otherwise known as "Talking a lot but saying nothing."
Shows self-dramatization, theatricality, and exaggerated expression of emotion. Will also use other legitimate misfortune or situation to draw attention to themselves.
Is suggestible and will often join any social/political/religious group that gives them attention.
Considers relationships to be more intimate than they actually are.
Will use "selective memory" or completely rewrite the past in order to make themselves appear more than they are.
If you ever worked in customer service, or spent five minutes on Facebook, you know exactly what I am talking about. The one who always posts about "being so fat" but weighs 100lbs soaking wet? The one who overreacts over the simplest things? The one who thinks they can tell others what they can and can not do based on weight ("you can't cos-play, you're fat")? The "this post is about me (when it's not), I'm mad now"? All are examples of such. So what does this have to do with today's post? Because today, we have a "religious" douchbag who thought it was a great idea to attention whore... then complained about it.
Over
the years, I have found that many a person has this strange idea
when it comes to the Pagan faiths. It as if, you know as soon as one converts,
they [the pagan] are thrown back to the middles ages. People have
this rather quirky notion that pots and pans turn into wands and
broomsticks, that tables and chair turning to sacrificial altars and
stone circles. At best, many people think that once one devotes themselves
to the God and Goddess, reality bleeds away is magically replaced
with Hogwarts schools and Weasly like houses. At worse, they believe that
our God and Goddess are just whores, or the Christian devil.
With this miniblog series, it is my hope to not only document my time growing as a Pagan, but to address these and many more
misunderstood concepts so that we will be see as people. We are not
the demons some people try to make us out to be.
When I first came up with the idea of this blog, and even this series, a few things quickly came to light. The first, which I'm sure you can guess, is my utter lack of proper spelling and grammar. Hey this is Amerikca, I can does what I want! Coming in a very close second place, was the realization this would take up a lot of time creating. I can't tell you how many times I had to write, rewrite, disregard and start anew something
just because I hated even just a single word or phrase. Even now, I want to stop
writing this installment to completely rewrite everything on my blog. Thanks
scumbag brain!
As I pressed on, continuing
to write about this or that experience, working past personal inadequacy and such,
something completely unexpected happened. Just days after posting my first
issue, I started receiving emails about my ramblings. This in itself wasn’t all
unexpected; in fact you might even say I was awaiting "you're stupid
die" emails. So, unsurprisingly, I ignored my email box, unable to bring myself to even look at it. Working in customer service, and having to deal with joyful customers on a daily basis, you can imagine the things I conjured up with. But you know what? My curiosity got the
better of me. It's like saying "don't press the big red
button"! As I read over them, one by one, I got a feeling I never thought I would get. Email after email was filled with words of
encouragement, of stories relating to my own, and of thanks for doing what I
did.
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column, where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk.
So before we do this, I need to get a few things straight;
As many of you know by now, I have this growing desire to be pat of and participate in the human rights moment. Why? Because... well it's just not right how humans treat each other. It's deplorable really. The color of one's skin should not dictate social standing, just like who one's love shouldn't get them chained to a car and dragged to death. Seriously, how could anyone thing this is ok to do? How the fuck could anyone think it's ok to kill another because they are gay? All people are equal, all people have the right to life and all people have the right to love. No "god", no bullshit religion, and no book could nor should ever take that away. And no, being gay doesn't lead to bestiality. So it was probably because of this belief, that I was asked to write a essay for gay marriage. Sure, no big there!Yet confident in my choose, a bit of iffyness hits me. It can be best described as doing something you know is right, but also knowing it isn't going to be pretty. As I'm sitting here formulating how I'm going to write this, my brain box races with different ways this will all play out. The purpose of this rambling is to open eyes, not a bitch fest.*1 I happen to know a few people who are very religious, one happens to be a great friend. I want to go about this to show that gay marriage really isn't this horrid thing, not do anything to offend his beliefs. Can I actually do this?
Another point I want to make before I begin in this; when one uses the bible to make arguments about anything of a (non)religious nature, a certain mind set is present. The bible is a two thousand old year old book that many believe is without question or suspect. Within the pages, such people say that nothing is subject to interpretation, nothing is in need of being "updated" to current times and nothing is in need of editing in, out or changed. The bible is a book said to have divine inspiration, and as such should not be held to any mortal law or thought. Each person should and MUST have the right to believe in what they hold true, even if we and others think them batshit insane. While I may find much of Christianity suspect, and the ideas of Creationism just silly, each person that holds true belief in it, must forever be allowed to do so in peace. Religion and faith is their personal relationship in the Divine, not a bloody boxing match! My only problem comes when people use such religion for ego, profit or (in this case) to deny others civil rights.
Religion is yours to keep, not force on others.
Now that I'm here, and as I further organize my thoughts about this, and I'm just about ready to get started, I come to the realization I will probably offend some people. No matter how one puts it, how nicely it is said or what evidence is presented, there will always be at least one person who takes offense. When one mixes speaking about human rights, taboos and the bible, well let's just say it rarely ends well. As I said before, people have very specific and fixed ideas when it comes to their religious worlds, and when questioned, it is rarely handled civilly. But I seem to be repeat loop here. The purpose of today's Ramblings of a Normal Guy is not to insult or shake ones faith. If you are offended by this, and you are not a egotistical a-hole, I do apologize but ask you to read on. If it shakes your faith in what ever you hold, these are issues you should probably address with yourself.
The Westboro Baptist Church (or WBC) is an Independent Baptist “church” known for its extreme stance against homosexuality, other religions, and anything else that tickles their fancy. They are also known for their greatly offensive protest activities against fallen service men/woman and high profile aka popular people. In this special section, we will explore their hateful and distorted “divine” teachings and expose them for what they truly are, a hate group who uses religion for personal power.
From the very birth of our world, the very first time spoken by woman or man; when the first words were uttered, the ability to communicate became an important part of our lives. For the use of religions rites, for the deepest explorations of science, to every day use with friends and family, these words drive our world forward like nothing could or ever will. Without communication, without these words of language, we would never have formed communities, (arguable) grew as a civilization nor have really cool things like video games and the internet. Love, laughter, friendship, and virtually every emotion we feel as human beings can be inspired by words. Unfortunately all the bad stuff like fear, anger, and hatred, can also be invoked by our words. Leave it to humans to screw something up >_> Our words are also not free floating, easily said then quickly forgotten. Our words can linger on in people and thought, or even echo forever in the ages. Like what is said about the internet, once you say something it is more than likely recorded somewhere. Today’s edition deals with language in a much different way than the previous “God H8’s” series. In such previous titles we explored how their main message of each video was hateful and… well crap. In today’s edition I want to return to their previous video and twitter postings to explore the items we might have missed. You know, the little things they let slip that gives hint to just how deep the rabbit hole goes.
No matter what field of work you are in, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, even a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always that one thing that pisses us all off. The customer, source of all evil (and income) for our way of life. From pure idiotic actions and sayings you wonder how they continue to reproduce. Ramblings of a Working Guy talks about the various "joyful" events these idiots give us.
During this festive time of year, we are suppose to inspire and spread cheer, good will, and peace to all. What actually happens is declaring all out war with anyone. Sad really. I mean just look around you, you have malls crowded with hoards of rampaging gits ready to spill blood for some stupid toy, you have people (really really) pounding down doors to get into stores, you have this silly "The war on Christmas". Not to mention the people who just enjoy complaining and causing drama. So in the spirit of this "festive" time, I thought I go about listing the common complaints we retail workers have to deal with everysingleyear.
Welcome to another edition of Ramblings of a normal guy. This is my special column, where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things that happen and affect my (and ours) everyday life. Because of the excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature, and read at your own risk.
Ah December,
For as long as I can remember, it was a super special awesome chocolaty covered the time that meant free presents and days off from lame school. Oh yea! Take that stupid school and your “learning” and “building a better future”! Who needed such trivial things when I could devote my beautiful mind (lol @ Bush for that) to more important mental actives like building a kick ass snow fort to destroy my enemies with. Yes world, even at the tender age of ten I was mass producing snow castles to save us from the zombie apocalypses. You're welcome. However a curious thing happened as time progressed, and as I grew older. I learned that life wasn't all about bribing Santa with good behavior and getting the shit I wanted. No, there was also the “giving” part too. You see, this time of year isn't just about getting free stuff, it's a time to reflect on just how much our lives really don't suck (serious try being homeless first) and to share in the spirit of giving and good will to all. I don't know about you guys, but this is certainly something we can use more of... all year around too. As time continued to pass, as so it always does, I had the unfortunate meeting of another thing that happens this time of year. It’s when the entire population of "religious" dumbass comes out to pollute the world with their meaningless drivel and all around bullshit. This year, and I am sure for many years to come, it just seems like any idiot with a computer is trying to claim some type of a victim complex. Search any media sight; blogs, google, twitter, Facebook, TV (or hell, even Fox, they love to cause drama), and you will always see at least one of the following two examples posting or rambling off;
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column, where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk.
Do you remember what it was like to be in school? I’m not talking about the learning part; I’m talking about the life part here. Where you the super popular kid that everyone wanted to be around? Where you one of them fucktards that thought it was ok to pick on the people below you? Felt good being at the top of the social ladder and having everything you wanted eh? You know where all this got the shit head in my grade school? OD in the woods. And no, no one cares are remembers them now. Where you this type of person? Cause if you where, please jump in front of a truck, ill wait.
But maybe you weren't. Maybe you where the normie who just wanted to get a education and go home? Maybe the nerd who felt more comfort with a computer than a person? The social outcast who just couldn't get along with anyone? If is so, I would be happy to call you brother/sister, and if you are than watch the movie above.
Welcome to another addition of ramblings of a normal guy. This is my
special column, where I go off on wild rants complaining about the things
that happen and effect my (and ours) every day life. Because of the
excessive amounts of stupidity that will be featured, a large amount of
inappropriate language will most likely be used. Also expect a large
helping of calling out and "I don't give a crap". Rated M for mature,
and read at your own risk. Ah video games.
From your humble begins as paper and pencil (well games started there, video came later), how great have you become over the years. From 2bits to Blueray, from big ass cartridges to tiny disks, how many hours have I spent with thee? In a time when many tv’s were black and white and 6 channels, I can still remember a time being amazed at Tanks and playing it without end. I remember how my super awesome Atari could, and did, hold my attention for hours on end, much to the private relief of my parents. Flying over digitized cities, trying to save some bimbo from a monkey, even the annoying cabbage patch kids gave me hours of joy. Oh and btw, back in my day Mario was a bad guy, just saying…As time pasted, my love of games only grew, as did the systems we played them on.
No matter what field of work you are in my Working Class brother or sister, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, even a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always that one thing that pisses us all off. The customer, source of all evil (and income) for our way of life. From pure idiotic actions and sayings you wonder how they continue to reproduce. Ramblings of a Working Guy talks about the various "joyful" events these idiots give us.
Humans.
Despite the races of ape’s best efforts, the whole of the human race still exists within the natural cycle. We can be cruel and destructive like the raging unrelenting storm, yet loving and caring like the spring in bloom. Two completely different sides of the very same coin. With a wide range of moods, ideas, and beliefs, it's amazing we have lived together this long. Have you ever worked with people? Answering phones, taking and asking questions, or even general customer care? From constant nonsense rambling, to the constant put down and belitting, one wonders how the job department continues on… If this wasn't bad enough for my fellow workers, there is the one customer that takes this all to a whole new level. The idiot. While some of their childish unintelligent crap and be amusing at times to watch, most of the time they just leave you with a headache. This series of the book of stories is to share with you some for the just wonderful stories I have from work.
And so, I would like to share some of these with you now.
No matter what field of work you are in my Working Class brother or sister, be it in the office building, a stall at the local mall, Best Buy or Walmart, even a game room with hordes of children or street corner doing… whatever it is you do, there is always that one thing that pisses us all off. The customer, source of all evil (and income) for our way of life. From pure idiotic actions and sayings you wonder how they continue to reproduce. Ramblings of a Working Guy talks about the various "joyful" events these idiots give us.
