“It is more than probable that I am not understood; but I fear, indeed, that it is in no manner possible to convey to the mind of the merely general reader, an adequate idea of that nervous intensity of interest with which, in my case, the powers of meditation (not to speak technically) busied and buried themselves, in the contemplation of even the most ordinary objects of the universe.” - Edgar Allan Poe
December 6, 2014 I think I may have found a speech that tops even Gandalf the Grey's exposition on wishing someone a good morning. And as such, I am speechless. Good morning! From Season 2 Episode 3 of A Bit of Fry and Laurie.
Dear Audience, I wrote this entire post after a night of insomnia and mindlessly surfing the Internet. The topic had me foaming-at-the-mouth frustrated, so I decided that I would write a blog post to relieve some of my frustrations. This post is neither edited, nor censored, nor particularly politically correct. It has quite a lot of cussing, in fact. And for awhile, I thought that I would just leave it be and keep this post as a draft in my archives until the end of time (or until I closed this blogger.com account, at least). I intended this post to be for therapeutic purposes only. But then I had a thought. Why? Why couldn't I post it? This is my blog, correct? And no offense to any of you out there, but I'm not sure that anyone actually reads this. And I definitely have a problem with allowing myself to be frustrated and angry without feeling like I have to apologize to people for it and my opinions. So, as an experiment, I am going to post this and see what happens. See what happens when I let my uncensored peevishness out there. See what happens when I let myself be angry and don't feel like I have to censor it so as to not hurt someone else's feelings. But I should probably mention that if you are out there, reading this, and you are sensitive about your religion (especially if you are Christian), this post isn't for you. And I think that sometimes that is something you have to accept in life. But feel free to comment if you feel the need. December 5, 2014 I realize this is a topic that I should probably just let go of. But dang it, I am tired of having to grit my teeth and smile and be the bigger person. So I'm just going to go for it. Today, dear audience, we are going to talk about religion. This isn't going to be some deep philosophical argument about the creation of the universe or the end of the world or the redemption of your soul. I don't have the energy to take on that particular time bomb. No, this is all about Christianity and its goddamn fucking entitlement complex. Wait, that was wrong of me to say, wasn't it? What I meant to say was, "This is all about Christians and their goddamn fucking entitlement complexes." I probably shouldn't have even said that, but hey, this is my blog, right? Right. So we're going with it. It is not that I don't believe in freedom of religion, or even that I think Christians are bad people, as a rule. I just think they are fucking whiny babies. It's all about their feelings and their boundaries and their religion, all the fucking time. They are like the kid who plays Monopoly and complains that everyone is cheating while he's swiping cash from the bank on his way to the bathroom. One of the writer's who's blog I follow created a Christmas contest called "Nerdtivity" where people basically create nativity scenes out of geeky/nerdy toys. I read it and thought, "Wow, this could be really cool. Wish I had some super hero action figures, this could be really fun." And because I'm not the kind of person who sits down and reads the entire comments section of every post that I read (because every time I do it slowly sucks away what little faith I have in humanity), I figured that was the end of it. Until today. Today, dear readers, the author of the blog had to post an additional blog post apologizing for offending some of his Christian followers who found his Christmas contest offensive. One reader even said (and I know this because I had to go back and read all those goddamn comments after he posted this, because I wanted to know what all the hullabaloo was about) that the entire thing "turned her stomach" and that the author had lost her as a follower because of his insensitive actions. She said this to a writer who has the acronyms "NSFW"(Not Safe For Work) and even "NSFL"(Not Safe For Life) written at the top of his blog. Seriously now? He turned her fucking stomach? One, who says shit like that to people? And two, who are you to go getting all offended at people's personal Christmas traditions on a site that explicitly advertises the type of content that it is going to post? It is just so... Self-centered. And this isn't even taking into account the numerous historical problems there are with traditional nativity scenes in the first place (which other readers did not hesitate to point out, I must add), which are no more offensive or mocking than a nativity with Batman or Star Wars or Bugs Life in it. And then, on top of these blatantly self-centered people are the people who say things about how even if you don't agree with them, it's still hurtful to attack them for their personal beliefs. I am sorry that Christians have a fucking persecution complex, but it doesn't exempt them from criticism. Especially when they are the ones who took the liberty of throwing criticism around in the first place. ----------- So... I have now talked this all out with my roommate and am feeling better. Apologies for all the cursing. And the blatant stereotyping of Christians. And again for the cursing. Have a lovely day, even if you are making nativities out of nerdy toys. Especially if you are making a nativity out of nerdy toys. Because that sounds fucking awesome.
November 13, 2014 I found the most awesome website this last weekend while I was at work. It is called Rejected Princesses, and it is about (and I am quoting the website here) "Women too awesome, too awful, or offbeat for kids' movies." My favorite so far? Osh-Tisch, the Two Spirit Warrior Princess. Yes, that is as awesome as it sounds. Dear audience, you should totally go check this website out. Even if just for the laugh factor.
