Saturday, February 6, 2010
You are retarded, America.
You know what really grinds my gears? The people who used to steal gas so that now when I want to pay in cash I have to go inside. And then, when I tell the man at the counter the wrong pump, I have to move my car. And the money I prepay doesn't fill up my tank because I don't want to overpay and have to make another trip back inside to collect the extra money. And then, these people who walk in stores so slow I want to punch them in the back of the head. Not only this but they talk on their cell phone about things no one wants to hear. I don't care about how your medicine has changed and now you feel better! And THEN, America, stop being so Goddamn lazy and walk your freaking carts back to the cart return. The reason I have to pay so much at Meijer for food is because they have to employ someone to collect the carts because you're too lazy to walk 30 feet to put them in a designated area. Not only this, but then you probably pay for a gym membership you don't even use. What the hell is wrong with you? Get off your asses and push mow your one acre lot instead of riding a lawn mower. America, you are retarded.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Massive Consumerism
There is something extremely bothersome about two teenagers walking next to one another not talking. Why? Because they are on their brand-new full Qwerty keyboard-doting, touch screen, music-playing, more-megapixel-camera-than-my-actual-camera technological monstrosity.
What they don't realize is they are being bred as professional consumers. Society makes them want these things, but as soon as they have them, to want what's next. Where does it stop? When does choice become more detrimental to us than it is helpful? Is it when two teens text each other from two feet away instead of talking?
Watching my Grandfather die, the quality of life in his last moments were brought into question. Why are we waiting until the last moments of our lives to question our quality of living? I thought that was something we were supposed to be doing every moment we breathe. If I wake up and find my roof collapsed on me in the middle of the night which has caused severe pain in my ass region, correct me if you'd do differently, but I would try to remove the pain in my ass.
On one of the rare occasions that I sat down to enjoy (or so I thought) a bit of television, I came upon yet another reality show about sixteen-year-olds whose parents throw them birthday parties amassing huge amounts of money. My Super Sweet Sixteen follows bratty fifteen-year-olds whining about what dress and what band they want to play at their outrageous and gaudy displays of wasteful and unfulfillable lives. But is this their fault? I hear some criticize them for being whiney brats who don't appreciate anything, but as the more intelligent of our country recognize, the true fault is upon the moronic and spineless parents.
What's next is the effect this has had on our society. Can we pretend that teenagers texting hasn't had an effect on their emotions and their ability to have a normal (students of philosophy please forgive the use of 'normal') and healthy childhood? Texting someone and not receiving a text back, believe it or not, actually hurts emotionally. When did being a coward come into fashion? Why can't people just talk to each other. I miss those days...
But is this the sumation of our society as a whole? Are we all just bumbling idiots being herded into stores like sheep to the slaughter?
Perhaps I should let the professionals explain...
What they don't realize is they are being bred as professional consumers. Society makes them want these things, but as soon as they have them, to want what's next. Where does it stop? When does choice become more detrimental to us than it is helpful? Is it when two teens text each other from two feet away instead of talking?
Watching my Grandfather die, the quality of life in his last moments were brought into question. Why are we waiting until the last moments of our lives to question our quality of living? I thought that was something we were supposed to be doing every moment we breathe. If I wake up and find my roof collapsed on me in the middle of the night which has caused severe pain in my ass region, correct me if you'd do differently, but I would try to remove the pain in my ass.
On one of the rare occasions that I sat down to enjoy (or so I thought) a bit of television, I came upon yet another reality show about sixteen-year-olds whose parents throw them birthday parties amassing huge amounts of money. My Super Sweet Sixteen follows bratty fifteen-year-olds whining about what dress and what band they want to play at their outrageous and gaudy displays of wasteful and unfulfillable lives. But is this their fault? I hear some criticize them for being whiney brats who don't appreciate anything, but as the more intelligent of our country recognize, the true fault is upon the moronic and spineless parents.
What's next is the effect this has had on our society. Can we pretend that teenagers texting hasn't had an effect on their emotions and their ability to have a normal (students of philosophy please forgive the use of 'normal') and healthy childhood? Texting someone and not receiving a text back, believe it or not, actually hurts emotionally. When did being a coward come into fashion? Why can't people just talk to each other. I miss those days...
But is this the sumation of our society as a whole? Are we all just bumbling idiots being herded into stores like sheep to the slaughter?
Perhaps I should let the professionals explain...
An Introduction
There is something wrong with this country.
What happened to the days when the people stood up and questioned what was going on in DC? Where are those people who had the audacity to stand in front of a speeding train and give the middle finger to the conductor? Our constitution gives us the power to tell the people making our country into a foreign-owned wasteland we don't want it that way and they don't have the power to connive, sell, and gamble away our country's future on idiotic laws and useless bills.
So here is the challenge.
Stop fighting amongst each other and start demanding action from the government. Do what the founding fathers would want and what they practiced. Rebel.
What happened to the days when the people stood up and questioned what was going on in DC? Where are those people who had the audacity to stand in front of a speeding train and give the middle finger to the conductor? Our constitution gives us the power to tell the people making our country into a foreign-owned wasteland we don't want it that way and they don't have the power to connive, sell, and gamble away our country's future on idiotic laws and useless bills.
So here is the challenge.
Stop fighting amongst each other and start demanding action from the government. Do what the founding fathers would want and what they practiced. Rebel.
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