Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Election Derp

I am a libertarian. A man with and without judgment that assigns importance with matters that interest me. I especially don't like being lied to, as that insults me as a person with half a mind to decide fates with the press of a button. Even if I DO offer my services, I'm one in 307,006,550 Americans with an opinion, most of which are made by selfish, gullible degenerates with very little in common with me. That being said, let me get on with my point.

Soon it's election day for governors and representatives, two words that don't match me with the individual at all. First of all, they govern what they're applying for. They're making decisions that don't represent my opinions whatsoever. Why would I vote for someone who doesn't think like I do, hasn't lived like I have, isn't poor like I am, or gone through the same problems as an American as I have? I take the bus, they take a limo. I drink soda when I can afford it, they drink champagne daily. This does not reflect my interests, this defies them.

What's worse is the door-to-door assholes who think by visiting once, they automatically understand the people. See them in-person another week later, and they'll call security if you even attempt to approach them. For someone who's representing me and governing my way of life, you would think they would be a bit more thankful for a visit, let alone have the courtesy to remember who I am. It's like when you pet a cat and give it food, and then it turns around and bites your knuckles off. What kind of gratitude is that? Why make a commitment to an animal that disapproves of your presence? Maybe it's a cat owner thing, I don't know.

They make all the decisions, make all of the money, pay hardly any taxes, kind of like church; The Catholic church as earned itself $422.098 billion. What does the church need for that much money? What are the hardships the Catholics have to endure that they can't spare a little extra change for the homeless? Politics, religion, same thing to my eyes. You're counting on something that may or may not be the truth, putting your interests and your money into believing, and in the end if you're proven wrong, you suffer the consequences. You only have such a small amount of faith before it gets completely twisted around and fucked in the ass with a representative's microphone in the shape of the holy cross. By voting, you're limiting yourself to trusting in someone who hasn't made their decisions widely known until it's too late to reverse them. Everyone makes mistakes, but politicians do nothing to correct them. They can't be bothered to do that, they need to refill their glass of wine.

So I'm afraid I won't be joining your little campaign this year. I'll only come along if there's free candy and sex being thrown in my direction, but until then, you get to pick your poison.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

This Is Why I Can't Comment on YouTube

So recently, via YouTube, I watched the ever-brutal "Passion of the Christ" for the first time. The entire movie was SAW in the format of biblical scripting. Throughout the whole thing, I glanced down at some of the comments left by other YouTube users. Granted I shouldn't do that, simply due to the fact that there's an overabundance of incompetent children who aren't open to look into things deeper than their current perspective. There's nothing wrong with believing in Jesus and everything, but the responses typically have nothing to support their ideals in faith, hence why there are internet "trolls," or bullies, who target these individuals and create an intense rage for the user. I can't help it myself, sometimes.

I decided to step outside my boundaries and comment on the video, because you can't watch a religious movie without asking some questions, at least I can't. Here's my comment verbatim:
Pretty sure this never happened, at least not in the way it's depicted. This movie's just a violent attempt to show people the light, but really it's just a violent exaggeration of some passages in a book. It's more disgusting than spiritual. Why should his death, and not his life, be more important?

Looking back on it, I realize it's a harsh way to deliver my input. I felt like it was a reasonable response. One disagreed, however.

@Snoofalah his death is more important bcuzz of the way he died for us

This all turned into a tennis match of me giving reasons for my argument, and their inability to do the same. The entire "debate" consisted of me offering theories and possibilities and the other saying "wat r u talking abot?" Then they shared with me a fact that further made me feel like a bully:

@Snoofalah look im just 12 i dont know wat ur talking about but i do kno that jesus lovz us all n tht he is king of everything

My face. My expression, my emotion, represented in the picture above resembles everything I felt when I read that. First off, if you're going to offer a rebuttal, back it up with something that doesn't just sound like "I'm right because I'm right." Second, you're a child. This movie isn't meant to be seen by your virgin eyes, considering the whole movie is about the Romans beating the living shit out of your messiah. They want to believe that his getting turned into hamburger is more important than the things he taught his followers? If he hadn't said anything prior to being nailed to the cross, why would anyone bother about it? You don't just convince people you're the son of god by getting yourself beaten senseless, you have to try hard to-

Oh yeah, you're 12. Nevermind.

Who else is 12 on YouTube? There's too much of a chance I'll be arguing with another one if I comment anywhere else. Granted they're easy targets with little to no defensive qualities, but I'm not going to waste my fingers away by typing my side of the argument. Leave that to someone who cares about mentally warping a child's brain through the internet. That's just the way it goes there. Read the comments of some videos and you'll see that there is no shame or pity in these people. On a documentary segment I watched about insects with chemical, biological weapons, there were comments like "BUSH CAUSED 9/11, U FUCKER GO DIE." Why does this belong? Is there something I'm missing? Did I completely skip over something in the video that suggests insects flew planes into the two buildings, or something? What is the matter with this place?

I don't know. I'm going to drown my sorrows in root beer.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Relationships, And Why I Don't Like Them

Relationship, in this sense, being love interests. Not to be confused with friendships and all that. I like friends.

Throughout the years, I've liked a lot of women. I've tried hard every time to try and satisfy their desires, but each time has been a fail. Except once, but I don't think we need to go into detail about that. I stopped believing the problem was me, because I had only been following failing advice and not being who I truly was. Women are more interested with guys who don't lie to themselves, so I'm led to understand.

Why, then, do I not abide by this logic? Because although I am a women's rights advocate, women can suck pretty hard sometimes. My problem is that I'm too nice of a person. If I were a little more of a dick, that apparently would draw them closer. Don't take my word for it, just read the facts. Science, even if it's studied mostly for the wrong reasons, has given a little insight as to why things "don't work out," and one of the reasons, according to these studies, is that women appreciate when men ignore them. That's pretty fun. The girl you want to date is the one you have to give the cold shoulder to, or at least make her feel like the fat protection friend at the bar who won't let you talk to her more attractive girl buddy.

To be fair, guys are pretty shit at staying stable in a relationship. Nothing makes me not care less than to hear how a thing didn't work out because the guy was "such a jerk, and I don't know why I ever blah blah blah blah rabble rabble." I've listened to story after story after story, and it's all been the same song, the same menu, different names. Guys typically aren't known for being compassionate lovers and all that, because it's a primordial instinct that we seem to get cursed with.

I've taken note of human behavior, and I've found that no matter how complex a person is, they have traits that mirror cavemen and cavewomen. Men are typically hunters, women are gatherers. Have you ever been to a mall with a group of girls? You literally stop in every store, looking at stupid clothes they never wear. Guys, on the other hand, usually go straight towards where they intend to be, which is usually the LEGO section for me. Another unrefined idea of mine is in video games, though girls play them as well, making this argument rather hard to defend. Usually the games men tend to buy are first person shooters, or things to make people or creatures bleed or blow up. This isn't always true, but it's a pretty popular choice. I'm tired of hearing them talk about HALO all the time.

I need to cut this short because I'm unfocused currently. I woke up at 3 this morning, and I'm a little fuzzy about writing too in-depth. My whole point in this is that I'm sick of hearing about relationship issues and how they typically nosedive, and I wish that if people had a problem that they don't talk to me about it or ask for advice. That sounds cold-hearted, but truthfully, it's old and not very interesting. If it doesn't work out, that's that. Now excuse me while I play Minecraft.

God damn, I like Minecraft.