OK, OK, OK
I’ve been super-busy with RL and so I’ve let this blog kind of fade away. It doesn’t much matter in the grand scheme of things so I just might let it die. But I checked in here for the first time in about 2 months and I found a funny so I had to share it with you.
I got a comment on this post and I laughed. Here’s the comment:
Wow, you are really hateful. Keep it up – you are demonstrating to your few readers what hypocrites (and mean-spirited jackasses) “liberals” are.
And it’s from Whitey. So go and read his/her great thoughts on socialism, how to come off crazier than Glenn Beck (who I actually like, by the way. I don’t agree with him at all but I can’t bring myself to really dislike him. I’m getting soft in my old age.), and how to live a full life while lacking a sense of humor. Yes, Whitey, I am hateful. In fact, I hate you. There. Sleep on your pillow of self-righteousness because you found one liberal person who is pretty much disgusted with humanity. Reach around and pat yourself on the back because you have used your heavy-handed, boring, and not all that clever satirical website to spread even more stupid all over the Internet. Puff your chest out with pride at having done the world a great service. Throw your head back and laugh because you have just discovered that though being an Internet tough guy doesn’t actually make your e-penis get bigger . . . it feels like it gets bigger. That’s a win, my simple-minded friend. Grab what you can in life. Run with it. Three cheers for Whitey! 
On a much more serious note, I want to tell all the great women—and the not so great, which is a much longer list—that I have talked to online to go to the doctor regularly. Do your monthly self-breast exam. If you notice any change in your menstrual cycle, please go to the doctor. Just . . . look after yourselves, especially if someone in your immediate family has had cancer.
I also want to give a huge thanks to Johns Hopkins Hospital but especially to the patient advocates who work with the facility. And even bigger thanks to a great couple in Baltimore* who not only prove that my disgust with humanity is probably unwarranted but would also probably get my little jokes about the minor irritations of life. Unlike Whitey. Who is a dipshit.
OK, that’s not fair. Everyone has a different sense of humor. What one person finds funny another person may not. Whitey thinks I’m hateful and didn’t find the post funny. I find his/her sight hilarious, reactionary, and full of ignorance. S/he posts a little comment over here—because, as we all know, everyone is welcome everywhere on the Internet, right? —and I can’t be bothered to go over to that shit-stain of a site, mainly because I have never understood the overwhelming need some people have to comment at other people on other people’s blogs. Thus the Internet Circle of Life is complete.
*This last paragraph and a half is more important than the rest of this light-hearted, mocking post, which I am using to cover my true feelings of gratitude. I certainly don’t want anyone thinking I have feelings this late in the game. 
Here Ya Go
I’ve kind of backed off of the blogging thing because of RL and because of a hatred of all things on-line. But I had to share this link that eso was so kind to show me. The wording makes me think it’s a joke because no one could be that stupid, right? But just in case I’ll add a fuck you, Spike TV in there—just to cover all my bases, you see.
This old gif shows WWII in Internet speak. And yes . . . some gamers do use “gay” as an insult. That’s because some gamers are stupid.
I love me some history so my Christmas present of the DVD set of Band of Brothers has forced me to become, yet again, obsessed with WWII.
Damn you, generous husband! *shakes fist at the sky*
Enjoy!
Or it could be the possibility that you do, in fact, still love her, but her constant hen-pecking and frigid attitude make sex an unlikely event.
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Maybe if they weren’t both married to shrews…?
Yes, people still think like this.
No matter which side of the debate you fall on, the amount of women-blaming and entitlement to women’s bodies that is evident in that post is pretty disgusting. And you know I’m never one to pull the what about the menz?!! card but there are some pretty stupid assumptions about men in that post as well.
As Silent Hill: Homecoming disappoints me, I am reminded of the wonder of what was once a great game series.
Here Ya Go
I stumbled upon this blog post and I wanted to share it. I found this part really interesting:
The problem with the ‘don’t write / don’t engage’ argument is that it once again places the onus on women. ‘Avoid men who may misbehave.’ ‘Don’t write (wear) provocative stuff. ‘If you’re going to go out there, you’re asking for it.’ Sounds familiar? So it’s interesting that after years of fighting some of these ridiculous notions when it comes to rape, we’re echoing the same mistakes in a different sphere.
I find this part interesting because I’ve not only said it (don’t engage these people) before on this blog but I do it myself. This may come as a shock to you but I don’t have a lot of patience. So I reach a limit with most people rather quickly. So I’ve always thought of my not engaging as walking away from a pointless discussion—stay around stupid long enough and you’ll catch it (and believe me, I have). But the idea that it’s a type of silencing is interesting and one to think about a bit more. Of course, the blog post is more serious than that because it’s talking about cyber-stalking and death threats.
By ‘developing a thick skin’, we often subtly condone unjust or inhuman behavior.
But the pressure is on the woman to change her behavior and not for the person who is in the wrong to change his behavior. So . . .
Idiots
No, douchebags, there are no excuses. I’ll be the first to agree with societal influences helping to push people to do things. But as soon as you start hurting someone then it’s over. No more excuses. So all this bullshit I’m seeing about how tough this guy had it or how the divorce courts are unfair to men needs to stop. I’m seeing a little sexism when the discussion turns toward the divorce (here’s an idea! teach men to respond in a non-violent manner to life’s problems instead of assuming that the bitch did something to deserve it). Respond rationally to perceived slights–organize, protest, set up a letter writing campaign, or whatever. All that planning he did for this massacre could have been used to do something that could have changed the world for the better.
But instead, he decided to make a bunch of people pay for him not having the life he thought he deserved. Narcissism and entitlement all rolled up into one! Those two components may explain why his life wasn’t what he thought it should be—so he shot an 8 year old girl in the face. Yeah.
Holiday Cheer
Hey, people on LiveJournal! Stop responding to lost_kite! While I doubt s/he’s a troll, there is no doubt that s/he is a long-winded, semantics debater. And even worse: s/he is proud of it.
Aw, When Fangirls Attack. I once loved you. I don’t doubt that it’s hard work doing what you do. But you’ve given up the ghost. You like the drama too much. Plus, you’ve bent over backwards to make sure that you’re “fair” and in doing so, you’ve destroyed everything that was great about you. Also, for the love of all that is holy!—put names next to the links. I need to know which links to avoid.
Speaking of links from When Fangirls Attack . . . taking the time to “debate” someone who treats you like his little sister isn’t brave. When someone comes into a debate thinking that you are less than they are—when a double standard of behavior exists in a debate, you are not being brave by keeping it up. You are being foolish. And listen to this next part carefully because it’s important: just because the person you’re “debating” says that s/he’s a feminist/not racist/a really swell guy, it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s true. In fact, you can probably tell that someone isn’t really an ally or a feminist if he lets misogynistic comments go by without speaking up against them—especially when they’re on his own blog. Just because s/he says that s/he’s debating you in good faith and s/he keeps taking the time to answer your posts—none of that means that s/he is arguing with you to really learn something from you. It just means that s/he wants the last word.
Every place on the Internet is not your place. If people are talking shit about you on a message board—especially a locked part of that message board—don’t go joining it and posting. Christ on a cracker—defending yourself to strangers on the Internet makes no sense. Thinking that you have a right to storm a forum or a blog and throw hissy fits about what other people are saying is insane. I’ve seen MRAs do this. I’ve seen creepy middle aged women do this. Not only is it stupid, it shows a massive amount of entitlement, not only to the space but to other people’s attention.
Quit getting your panties into a wad because a group of people think you need to shut-up and listen. So, white people, quit crying because you’re asked not to use certain words. Quit whining because you may have to actually shut-up, not dictate the rules of an argument/a meeting/society like you once did, and listen to someone else’s viewpoint. Same goes for every other privileged group out there. It hurts when you don’t get to make up the rules, change them in the middle, and then punish people who don’t follow your rules, doesn’t it? Must be hard to have to treat other people equally to yourself.
Logic is not the only ability humans have developed over the years. We’ve also learned compassion, empathy, and kindness. We are not robots. Constant cries for logic and lack of emotion deny a major source of our humanity. Logic is nothing without compassion to guide it.
Am I the only person to have had my self-esteemed destroyed in middle school? I must have been because a hell of a lot of people post their pictures on-line. And they shouldn’t. Sure, I feel bad for thinking that but . . . damn, people! Hide in the dark like I do! I have made the world a better place by wearing a bag over my head . . . constantly.
If someone gets angry with you, it might not be because you “hit a little too close to the truth” but because you’re being a douchebag. In fact, the second one is much more likely.
If someone doesn’t like something, it doesn’t automatically follow that they don’t understand it or that they don’t “get it.” That’s one of the most condescending things you can say to a person. Not to mention, it shows a major lack of maturity to not be able to handle the fact that people like different things than you do.
Not everything is about you. Someone could post about a general societal problem and a good number of people will take it as some sort of personal insult. The world and its problems are bigger than you.
Anger is not a bad thing. It can be used and focused to change the world. But that’s OK—keep acting like you don’t care. That’s what helps to make the world a better place—indifference.
Everything a person does that you don’t like isn’t some sort of problem on their end. Not everyone is passive-aggressive/projecting/edgy/crying out for attention. Most of the time, people are just being dicks. That doesn’t mean they have some sort of major problem that should be labeled by the American Medical Association.
And while I have a lot of crap that irritates the hell out of me, what I see around me in the real world is pissing me off more than anything else. Your first instinct is to say, “Well, sure, the real world is full of people and you hate them too. Big shock.” in a sarcastic tone but that’s not what I mean. Yeah, they irritate me but what really upsets me is that a lot of them are struggling right now. Like losing their home/no groceries this week/nothing under the Christmas tree but that’s OK because they couldn’t afford a Christmas tree either kind of struggle. All these little irritations are fun to rant about but they are nothing compared to these problems.
And to add even more joy to your season:
Here ya go. But that’s OK because a man told me differently because he found one statistic that said differently so his one statistic must be true while the multiple places I’ve seen this kind of report must be wrong. Uh-huh.
Here ya go. Let the excuses for her attackers begin.
So . . . not really feeling the holiday spirit right now. Even a Batman action figure as our tree topper can not bring about that warm glow.
