Pollywogs!

…boy. If I had watched them all at once, I would have been overcome…if it wasn’t for the Office, the change would have swept over my television environment, wiping out what once was and replacing it with a new and strange landscape, reminiscent of the past from memory but so different in apperance to be a new and terrifying unknown. If Jim had stayed in New York…

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You may remember me getting a kick out of this. It isn’t a novelty. And, it isn’t just a passing fancy of mine…

“A poll this year by the University of Vermont’s Center for Rural Studies found that 13 percent of those surveyed support secession, up from 8 percent a year before.”

Now THAT is some severe fucking dissatisfaction. And you know the Bush regime won’t invade, there sure as fuck isn’t any oil in Vermont…

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I like the idea of a woman president. Just, not a fucking shill. Oh, and one that doesn’t just spout the drivel written by the stiffs who poll the focus groups. I’d like someone with some independent thought…

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This is interesting. Can I say that I believe George Bush to be the anti-christ in every way reasonably possible? Does that earn me a one way to our torture facility in Cuba?

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Yawn. I mean, many already know that 9/11 and the London subway bombings were inside jobs…this poor fool Milligan realizes the reasons without knowing his masters already have their fingers on the buttons…

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Double standards are human nature. It is about time that culture at large begins to let go of this nanny mentality that seems so prevalent, but I wonder how long it will take the accepted norm to catch up with the stated norm…

This is good tho:

“One group at least modestly turning away from marijuana is middle- and high-schoolers, ages 12 to 17. The percentage who have used pot at least once dropped from more than 20 percent in 2000 to about 17 percent in 2005, federal researchers say.”

I didn’t get drunk once before 16, rarely got high or drunk until I was 17 or 18. It is bad for your development, and I don’t know if kids are just to busy fucking these days or what, but the longer you can put off drug use, the better. Now, put down the doughnut, turn off the computer and go outside…

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This story about this talented athlete was a meme for a bit, then as all things it died down. Until this hilarious (or terribly sad reflection on human nature, see ‘double standard’ above) little outtake from the whole thing I found via Reddit:

“In other words, it’s his daughter, and of course he’s doing all he can to ensure she’s safe now that her photo is plastered all over the internet in a sexual context. But he seemed to not only lack concern but to show outright disdain for the woman who was sexually assaulted by a traffic cop and for the girl who was gang-raped. From his previous comments, he seems to desire a world in which reprehensible treatment of women (sexual assault, harassment, rape) is a-OK.”

…with massive doublethink like that going on in his head, the guy is 99% likely a republican…they’re quite expert at those mind games…to quote Wikipedia quoting Orwell:

“The power of holding two contradictory beliefs in one’s mind simultaneously, and accepting both of them. … To tell deliberate lies while genuinely believing in them, to forget any fact that has become inconvenient, and then, when it becomes necessary again, to draw it back from oblivion for just so long as it is needed, to deny the existence of objective reality and all the while to take account of the reality which one denies—all this is indispensably necessary. Even in using the word doublethink it is necessary to exercise doublethink. For by using the word one admits that one is tampering with reality; by a fresh act of doublethink one erases this knowledge; and so on indefinitely, with the lie always one leap ahead of the truth.”

For some reason, I am reminded of House. Dr. House reflects a near perfect image of man in his current state for the past six thousand to sixty thousand some years: an intelligent, reasoning animal that is still blinded from and by the simple workaday psychobaggage of the human condition that plagues his existence and complicates his intended progress through life, blind to the reasonable facts by the necessarily convoluted manner of his social/emotional interactions. Brain damaged, one may say, by the need to daily navigate incredibly complex interpersonal relationships…

Or: life isn’t complicated. People are…

…the lack of sleep…getting to me…

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Compassion. Pass it on:

“I believe compassion to be one of the few things we can practice that will bring immediate and long-term happiness to our lives. I’m not talking about the short-term gratification of pleasures like sex, drugs or gambling (though I’m not knocking them), but something that will bring true and lasting happiness. The kind that sticks.”

I’m sorta in a low spot personally, but short-term gratification really tickles me pink.

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Toyota doubles hybrid sales in May. Fuck yea they did, +1 baby. More on that later. Some time, I swear…fuck it…christ…one of these days get off my back you bastards christ I can’t take the pressure anymore leave me alone already!!!

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This is interesting. I always sorta hoped that I’d get pulled over for no reason, nothing going on for the next couple hours, and an overly-aggressive cop to fuck with. I gotta get some of those stickers I had on my car as a kid, now that I’m nearly clean, nearly 100% law abiding and drive a granny sled…

…one was the KFC logo with ‘THC, finger stickin good’ and the other was the marlboro reds box with the word Marijuana in the same font…someone honked and gave me the finger when they passed me on the highway one day…mmm, the irony of who was breaking the law was not lost on me that day (only one of us, and it wasn’t me if you didn’t catch my drift).

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Sad. Sad and unfortunate. Exploiting the poor. Fucking monkeys rolling around in their own feces…so little has changed over the past eight million years, we still can’t see beyond next week…

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You may have remembered reading about coal in a story I posted a couple months back regarding reclaiming the emissions from coal fired power plants. This is a closer look at where the juice that powers your light bulbs comes from.

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This whole benzene thing makes me fucking thank the god who wasn’t there that I’ve never drank diet soda…

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Did you notice I’ve had to start over with my images at the top of the blog?  I gotta swing by POAC and find a couple more…