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Post by Thorngrub on Aug 13, 2004 10:13:20 GMT -5
Hey RocDoc -- Man I wish you would respond "point by point" to my first rant on here -- I take it you think it's "not worth it" cuz I'm some sort of bull-headed, stubborn narrowminded ass?
I know I come across as quite an opinionated fucker - relentlessly hostile and edgy and aggressive in the extreme - but I swear I can try to "debate" or perhaps just discuss these discrepancies that may exist between our perceptions of things.
I.E, I'd be interested to know which points you'd dispute in that rant . . .
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Post by Thorngrub on Aug 30, 2004 15:29:22 GMT -5
Time to vent - again.
The reason this country is called "The United States Of America" is a crucial key that sheds light on what is going on right now here and abroad.
Except that we're going in the exact opposite direction.
Correct me if I'm wrong -- but wasn't this country set up as a bastion where anyone from any culture could immigrate to in order to be left alone by the Powers that Be to practice what their particular credo preached? Where a muslim would be free to practice his or her religion; a Protestant theirs; a Catholic theirs; a Southern Baptist theirs; and furthermore, if I remain unmistaken, a freaking cargo cultist to make up a wicker bank-teller's counter and worship theirs for all our government cares.
I am going to tell you the truth about what is happening in this "War on Terror" that September Eleventh engendered, so please pay attention.
What is happening is quite simple, and so ingenious it should come as devastating:
A certain faction of enemies have successfully designed a nefarious plan to simply END this Dream of ours. And they are succeeding!
Please hear me out for a minute. Please listen to me as I inform you in the most straightforward terms that what is going on is NOT IN THE LEAST BIT COMPLEX.
It is --far from it -- simplicity itself. Osama bin Laden is a genius who has had the authentic gall to deliberately set up circumstances which will erode away the very foundations of this Country -- once known as "the Land of the Free".
His motivation for doing this is simple. He does not share in our Belief that Everyone Should Have The Right To Practice Their Own Spiritual Beliefs. He does not agree with that basic tenet which forged our country in the blood and heat of History. He feels everyone should only be worshipping the one true god "Allah" -- his god. "Each to his own" does not sit right with him.
Since he has espied our country historically becoming the worlds first and foremost #1 Superpower, he has correctly deduced that such Tolerance of spiritual beliefs would, in the Long Run, become "mandatory" across the implied Unified, capitalist-driven democracy that We are threatening to spread like a contagion.
[Why he hasn't relented and "looked on the bright side" by seeing that, were such a fate to be achieved in this world, then his own religion would be preserved for him to practice, of course. I suppose there is the matter of burning Pride which resides in his muslim heart, and he is simply incapable of accepting such a future State.]
In any case, my main point here is THIS IS AT THE HEART OF THE VERY DRIVE FOR JIHAD AGAINST US. The Terrorists have realized that by US FIGHTING BACK, we would inevitably begin ourselves the work they have prayed to Allah for so long; they would have engendered the very crumbling of the foundation upon which this Country was built in the first place: to allow a haven for all People's to be free and able to practice their own spiritual beliefs, however foreign and unfamiliar they might be.
It seems to me the First Strike against us, September 11th, was the only attack they needed with which to literally defeat us. Because all the rest will be accomplished by our very own hypocrisy in striking back with our military, effectively creating the Schism which will render our previously valued Unity obsolete.
It is time for us to begin thinking up ANOTHER PLAN, folks.
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Post by Meursault on Oct 11, 2004 0:18:00 GMT -5
So the winters not even here and i'm starting to get that feeling of having more bad days then good. I feel emotionally isolated and disconnected from the people around me. I feel a mix of having optimistic daydreams meeting a cynical reality. I feel like i'm living in amongst, and a part, of a materialistic hell in some surreal movie where the scariest thing is the ordinary. I have a hard time with the masks that i think many/most of us wear day to day, that feeling of not wanting to dive into water because it's much to cold and shock would be to much.
Anyone know what i mean?
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Post by luke on Oct 11, 2004 9:21:40 GMT -5
I know what you mean, Shane. So easy to just daydream that shit away, but man, once you get yourself in that position where reality just has to come slapping you like Rocco Siffredi's cock in the face of some Eurotrash porn slut...
I had a bit of a stressful past few days.
Thursday, I was going home to get rid of my car and take home my step-dad's truck. My car was beat up. It used to be nice, but now, fuck, it's dead.
I go to work to check my schedule before I leave, and bam, get in my car to a flat tire. Get the tire replaced at Pep Boys, they tell me that there's another bald tire and something else is wrong with the car and it may not make it all the way home (3 1/2 hours.) I say fuck it, and go anyway.
Well, I make it about two hours up the road, stop at a gas station to celebrate almost being there, and bam, the car just fucking dies on me.
So my mother and my step dad have to come to some gas station in Natchitoches to pick me up. Takes them two and a half fucking hours to get me, then we go home.
I eat good, think my troubles are over. I have a doctor's appointment the next day, which runs really late because they wanted to fit me in so they lied about when I could go in.
Get my eyes all fixed up, and then my mother gives me $130. She doesn't really have the money right now, but she loves me and I'm in NO position to turn it down right now.
So I take my shiny new truck down the rain soaked interstate back home. This is Friday night.
I'm fifteen minutes from my apartment. It's pouring. I'm going really slow, being really careful, but I see nothing but brake lights in front of me all of a sudden. I try and ease into a stop, but, not used to the suspension of the truck, I hydroplane right off of the side of the interstate, into the median.
Amazingly, nothing is hurt, scratched, anything. But I'm in the fucking median for two goddamn hours, then a tow truck comes. And how much does that cost, do you think? Oh yes, $130, every penny that my mother gave me. I never told her about what happened; don't have the heart to. When I finally got home, I lied and told her that everything went okay.
Also at home, my girlfriend is fucking STRESSED. She never got along with her mother for the first 21 years of her life, and now, what with us fixing up our new house and stuff, they've butted heads again and it's got her all in a mess. Not to mention that I'm two hours late and she really doesn't know what the fuck happened to me.
So I finally calm down. I'm pissed because I can't pay rent this month because of all that's happened. She tells me she's got it covered, it's no big deal, but I know better. Gonna try and get her as much as I can.
So we finally calm down, watch Empire Records and eat on the rigatoni and meatballs my mother sent home with me. After the movie, we decide to get online and check Ticketmaster for our VooDoo tickets...
Out of nowhere, she starts screaming. Loudly, going nuts. Somehow, just by rolling over on the couch, she's popped her knee out of socket.
So she's screaming, biting me, FINALLY lets me call an ambulance. They come, I take her to the hospital, we're there for awhile. She can get around on the knee, but it's all in a splint and stuff...
Saturday is fairly relaxing. We do some stuff with the house, rent a couple movies...it's not so bad.
Sunday I'm pissed because she didn't wake me up to go paint the house with her. She went by herself to meet up with her dad, and this bothers me for a few reasons I won't go into...
But I go paint for awhile, then it's off to work...
Which is a total fucking trainwreck. The had me working To Go last night, and we got slammed. And the girl I'm working with, she's this fucking 18 year-old band geek who's still in high school, and when she can't handle putting everything together, she starts getting all snippy with me and it pisses me off. I am well known at work for being almost aggravatingly calm and aloof no matter what, but last night EVERYTHING came to and the stress totally fucking killed me. So the whole night is just one goddamn trainwreck at work, and I got so far in the weeds that I had all these people in and out of my fucking register and it ended up short because, well, some technical dumb stuff.
I've NEVER had a problem at work, I've ALWAYS handled that easy shit, but last night I just couldn't take it. By 9:00, my head was just a fucking shell, and I really couldn't register any thoughts or anything in my head. It was miserable.
So I finally come home (it's almost 11:00, a whole hour after I'm usually home when they put me in To Go.) Wash up, lay in bed, chit-chat with the girlfriend (who can barely sleep with that fucking knee thing on) and just try my best to look forward to a new fucking week.
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Post by Meursault on Oct 11, 2004 10:59:16 GMT -5
Damn.
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Post by RocDoc on Oct 11, 2004 16:33:41 GMT -5
Ouch.
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Post by Thorngrub on Oct 13, 2004 16:59:01 GMT -5
Yikes.
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Post by stratman19 on Oct 13, 2004 17:01:33 GMT -5
Fuck!
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Post by maarts on Oct 14, 2004 8:32:17 GMT -5
Man, I was gonna come up here and say how stressed, sick and tired I was but....
Crap!
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Post by Thorngrub on Oct 14, 2004 10:30:54 GMT -5
OK, here goes. I just wanted to quietly point out that [glow=black,2,300]National Security[/glow] is obviously NOT AN ISSUE, people!
Why do I say this?
Well, just take a look at the two primary candidates running for President: IF "National Security" (you know, the theory that anyone could pose a "threat" (LoL!) to the sanctity of this country) were in fact an ACTUAL CONCERN to the people who run this country, then DON'T YOU THINK that they would Put Aside Their Differences in order to PUT THEIR HEADS TOGETHER so that they could MAXIMIZE their Best Ideas and actually figure out the Best Plan Of Action - ??
I mean . . . SERIOUSLY: The Message I get based on the fact that Bush & Kerry's agendas CLASH and each one is HELLBENT to get into office for the next term TELLS ME that any so-called "THREAT" that may possibly be posed by the Terrorists . . . JUST DOESN'T EXIST.
Because IF IT DID exist -- a REAL, UNDENIABLE THREAT to our homeland, that is -- then any sane, rational citizen of this country should be able to see that our Great Leader would most certainly have his Priorities In Order, would he not -? I.E, If the Terrorists really posed an actual threat to this Country -- don't you think ol' Bushie would insist from the depths of his Christian Heart that he & Kerry PUT ASIDE THEIR DIFFERENCES for once and PUT THEIR HEADS TOGETHER in order to figuure out the Best Possible Course Of Action -?
AS THIS IS MOST OBVIOUSLY AND CERTAINLY NOT THE CASE, I, for one, have undeniably concluded THAT THERE IS NO THREAT POSED TO THE SECURITY OF THIS COUNTRY WHATSOEVER!
In the light of this observation, I urge all Americans to STOP WORRYING that there COULD be a threat to our way of life! OBVIOUSLY our very own PRESIDENT would not allow such a real possibility as that to take root or achieve fruition!
Hence -- Who Cares Which One Of These Clowns Gets Elected?! I am beginning to think that I certainly don't care which one wins.
Unless . . . *gasp* . . . no... ... --Could it be?? That each one of these guys has put their own agendas in front of them as the single #1 Priority on their list -? NAWWWW..... that's just . . . UnThinkable.
*feedback, please* c'mon, RocDoc . . .
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Post by rockkid on Oct 14, 2004 11:08:32 GMT -5
I think you’ve got it covered. Absolute power corrupts.
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Post by Thorngrub on Oct 14, 2004 11:24:32 GMT -5
So you're saying 'tis clearly THE CANDIDATES who are principally concerned with their own agendas -- even going so far as pushing down more important concerns, such as putting our heads together as decent Americans in order to solve the Terrorist problem. IN other words, you're implying that the Terrorist Problem, could, in fact, be real. Because despite the satirical tone of my previous post -- I am literally contemplating the distinct possibility that IN FACT there MAY NOT BE A TERRORIST PROBLEM that we should concern ourselves with (if you follow my meaning). I'm just trying to cover all the bases here.
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Post by rockkid on Oct 14, 2004 11:47:14 GMT -5
Oh I’d say its real & complacency would be a killer however, yes damn it its become King O’ The Prom. Both want it so bad they can taste it IMO. So this (THE CANDIDATES who are principally concerned with their own agendas -- even going so far as pushing down more important concerns, such as putting our heads together as decent Americans in order to solve the Terrorist problem) would be my belief.
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Post by ScottsyII on Mar 1, 2005 6:53:14 GMT -5
I'm thinking Vent City might get pretty drafty. One would need to remember to bring a coat...
laments his bad pun - making efforts
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Post by Meursault on Apr 18, 2005 16:33:54 GMT -5
My mind feels like mush.
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