Friday, August 20, 2010

The Optimist

I am not ever optimistic, in fact, I kind of think people who are optimists are just dazed and confused, and too lazy to ponder the bad outcomes that will probably occur.

However, I'm trying to turn over a new, more optimistic leaf. It's not easy. This world is such a freakin' paradise turned parking lot, it's hard to feel good about my fellow man. Still I AM trying.

I would appreciate any advice anyone can give me about not seeing things in so harsh a light.

For example, when I walk through the park and there is garbage strewn all over the place, except in the trash cans which are liberally placed every 20 feet, how can I love my neighbor or feel optimistic about the future of the neighborhood? I don't want to live with rats, and obviously these trash spewing f'heads enjoy crawling around in their own garbage. Put an optimistic spin on that for me, okay. I think my neighbors are trash loving rats. What would an optimist say? What would an optimist feel? I seriously don't have a clue. Here's what I feel ---- I don't give a RAT'S ASS how poor you are, how ignorant you are or how psychotic you are. Trash cans are for trash. It's not difficult, you f'n pig moron.

Optimistically, I remain, disgustedly yours.

P.S. Don't send me any religious pamphlets, please. Because if you think I feel strongly negative about garbage, just try me on religious rhetoric.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Scott Walker-Racist at Large, Running for Governor

Anyone who lives in Milwaukee understands that Scott Walker is a consummate politician, as well as an idiot. The two have become almost synonymous these days. However, Scott Walker lives in a racist bubble that is so abhorrent to common decency that I must take a moment to remark.

Everyone knows that the Republican Party is adamantly opposed to mass transit (i.e., high speed rail between Milwaukee and Madison) because, supposedly, this will hurt their biggest contributors (the auto industry and big oil). Fighting any kind of progress that is good for the common man and great for the environment is priority one of the Republican Party.

So, when President Obama visits Milwaukee, one of Walker's staffers, Jill Bader, a mouthpiece of the moronic, puts out a tweet about riding the soul train, a thinly veiled racist message that purportedly was to express Walker's opposition to high speed rail. Backfired on you, Idiot! The message clearly is that Walker is not a friend to anyone who isn't white, wealthy and without a moral compass. He simply cannot appeal to anyone outside that description. And he certainly, by this tweet, has stated boldly and loudly, "Walker Despises People of Color".

How this guy got enough backing to run for Governor is a mystery. If there are that many idiots in Wisconsin, maybe the state needs to be run by the biggest idiot of all. Maybe I'll put my "Move out of Wisconsin" plan on the fast track. I have no problem with conservative viewpoints, but the Republican Party has become far more than conservative. It is deceitful, decrepit and repugnant. It is the party of old rich white men who would stop at nothing to maintain the status quo, despite the fact that the status quo is simply NOT WORKING FOR ANYONE anymore. It's too bad that all these rich old white men have enough money to keep themselves alive, long after they should have died of old age and/or stupidity. Republicans, do your country a favor! Drop Dead and let the Next Generation have a Fighting Chance! The cesspool you've made of America is something we will all have to clean up. May you drown in fecal rot in your next incarnation.....truly a fate too GOOD for you.

Everyone knows America is on a bad road. What everyone doesn't know is that Republicans have built this road and have paved it with powerful lies and thinly disguisted bigotry. We are descending into a dollar driven tyranny. When are we going to rise up and take back America from these pirates, marauders and thieves?

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Death and Other Eventualities

I am going to a memorial service today for a young man, just turned 30, who died last Monday of an aortic aneurysm. He had suffered miserably in his short life with a medical condition that is too awful to detail. We all knew it would kill him, but we all viewed that as a detached, remote sort of a thing. And now, here it is. Not detached. No longer remote. We did that to protect ourselves, meanwhile sacrificing him.

I wonder what it was like for him with all of us being so ..... detached.....(?) from the reality of his impending death. It certainly couldn't have been emotionally comforting to him. Our from-a-distance perspective made us feel better: yes we know he's going to die, but we're not really spending a lot of time thinking about it. We, however, weren't the ones with death looming on our horizon. So there was a young man, sick, depressed, and alone. I think that being sick and having to face your mortality is a very isolating experience. You can't really talk to anyone because you just make people uncomfortable. The people you do talk to give you stupid advice because they haven't got a clue about what is really going on with you physically and emotionally. You end up living this nightmare of a life all by yourself. It's only after you die that the people who should have been there for you all along develop some insight into what your life was actually like. Then we feel horrible about losing you, and losing the opportunity to make things a little better for you.

I, for one, can only say that I'm ashamed of myself for not taking better care of Canton, and anyone else who is living a life less than ideal. I hope that I can take this knowledge and use it the next time I encounter a very ill person. I won't be so nonchalant, nor, hopefully, ignorant of that person's experience, which is very different from my own. I will miss Canton, a great artist, a true rebel, an anarchist after my own heart.

And I will try to step outside my comfort zone the next time I meet someone who is not ever going to have a happy ending --- and try to ease their pain while ignoring my own discomfort.

I apologize Canton, for not being a better friend. I hope you have found a wild and wonderful reality and you are healthy, for the first time, ever! I hope I see you again.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Fortune Cookies I'd Like to Give

1. You should eat at home. This food make you blow up like jellyfish.

2. You leave lousy tips, miser.

3. Bus will hit you when you walk out door.

4. Stop using so much toilet paper.

5. Take Chinese mustard packets out of purse, thief.

6. Peking Duck watching you in Ladies Room.

7. Fortune don't come true if don't eat stale cookie.

8. You kinda dumb, yes?

9. Nothing good happen to you. Ever.

10. You too intoxicated to drive. Have more tea.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Propaganda Machine and the Dumbing Down of America

Apparently, a new ruling allows any form of propaganda to be published on national television, with no link or credit to the creators of the material.

It is amazing how scary this country has become. Whatever we're on the brink of, it isn't good.

A large percentage of Americans are uneducated, through no real fault of their own. Education seems to be an option for the wealthy or the willing to go into debt for the next fifty years. The days of self-educated people seems to be over. Unfortunately, an uneducated public will buy into what they see on television, and hold it as Gospel truth. They will never expend the effort to trace the facts or dispute the lies, and the twisted reality to which they are exposed becomes some manner of national truth. A stupid public is an easily beguiled public. An easily beguiled public is a public ripe for tyranny. If you really want a better America, make education mandatory and FREE!

Monday, July 26, 2010

The Wisconsinite view of Ill-annoy

I live in Wisconsin, which is a beautiful state. It has magnificent hills and bluffs, a multitude of clear blue lakes, forests, rivers and is as picturesque as any state you've ever been in. Wisconsin borders Illinois, which has two redeeming features: Chicago and Arlington Race Track. Short of that, Illinois is flat (being a great plains state after all) and utterly boring. For that reason, Illinois residents buy up land in Wisconsin to spend their vacations. All fine and well. Wisconsin needs their tourism dollars.

However, with rare exception I can assert the fact that all Wisconsinites detest the Flatlanders who come into our state every weekend supposedly to vacation, but really just to piss us off. We call them FIBS (Fuckin' Illinois Bastards) and wish they'd learn some manners, or at least, the rules of highway driving.

FIBS make interstate driving a nightmare; they all speed, but the biggest speeders are the ones pulling giant boats. I saw one of these FIBS go past me at 90 mph and ten minutes later noticed his giant SUV in the ditch with the boat on top of it. I would have stopped to help, but I really didn't care. That's how bad it is. Other, better Samaritans than I had stopped. I suppose I would have offered assistance had no one else been around, but my general dislike for Ill-Annoyians is greater than my regard for their ignorants lives, in a nutshell. I wish it was mandatory for all Ill-Annoyians to have an "Asshole on Board" sign in their rear window.

Illinois has one big lake around Antioch where a zillion people have built cottages and launch their boats. The sand in this lake is not really sand, but oily, gritty muck that sticks to your feet when you try to walk in it. You can literally hear the sucking noise it makes when you try to pull your feet out of it. It's no real wonder that the Ill-Annoyians come into Wisconsin to use our natural resources; they've made a cesspool of their own. Listen, Ill-Annoyians, if you wanted to live on water, why did you settle in a flat, great plains state? Clueless morons!!!!!

Anyhow, it wouldn't be so bad if the FIBS had some regard for human life, but they don't. They drive their Lexus', and Escalades, and giant SUV's and pull their boats and four wheelers through our state every weekend, at 90 to 100 mph. Wisconsin is big, it takes some driving to get to resort areas; SO plan for it! Don't try to do a 6 hour trip in 4 hours. Stop endangering our lives or stay the fuck off our roads.

I took a road trip up the Mississippi this weekend through some of Wisconsin's most beautiful scenery. The roads were heavy with bikers and other people enjoying the beauty of the bluffs and the river. It is probably one of the nicest drives in America. All of the drivers were courteous and cautious, especially through some of the small and quaint villages that dot the shoreline. No problems. Crossed over into Red Wing, Minnesota and came back down along their side of the river into LaCrosse. Again, no problem. I don't know why, but Ill-Annoyians don't seem to frequent this part of Wisconsin, so its a refuge for Wisconsinites sick to death of putting their lives on the line to go on a road trip. I can't tell you how much I wish we could charge $1000 per head in every carload of Ill-Annoy people crossing our borders and using our roads, and another $2,000 for their giant boats. The difference between Wisconsinites and Ill-Annoyians is that Wisconsinites have great admiration for the pristine natural beauty of our state. Ill-Annoyians have Lake Muck and attitudes to match.

Flatlander - Go HOME!

Sunday, July 18, 2010

America the Ugly

Things I hate about Americans:

1. Don't get all huffy with me when I tell you that the sale price of the diamond ring you're looking at expired at 1 p.m. Especially after you tell me that you just got a new Mercedes and your fiancee just got a new BMW. Americans ALWAYS want something for nothing.

2. Pick up your pedigree dog shit. If you can't remember to bring a plastic bag to the park, bring your Dooney & Burke that sits in your closet because now you hate it. Give it a useful purpose.

3. Don't friggin' shop for things you are going to return later. Make a commitment to a purchase and be done with it. Seek psychological counseling for your shopping addiction/exhilaration/need to feel that "spend" high.

4. Don't buy a ruby and diamond necklace to wear to an event and then return it. Do you have any idea how ridiculous it is to promote an image that is utterly false? I guess you don't; you'd have to be somewhat real to get that. You ARE more than your jewelry, or at least, you should be.

5. Don't pile your grocery cart with senseless, calorie-laden foods and then think you're alright because you bought a 12 pack of diet Coke. Hit the produce aisle for an apple, and get a glass of water out of your kitchen sink. I'm sick of standing in the check-out line behind seriously obese people who have nothing healthy in their carts. I am not a "fatist".....I am just seriously wondering how much you're going to cost me in health care premiums.

6. And to the people above, stop leaving your shopping cart in the parking lot. Those fifty steps to walk it back to the store, or even to a parking lot cart corral could burn a quarter of the calories in that donut you're eating.

7. Reality television shows make me suicidal. If this is reality, kill me now. Is there ANYONE left in Hollywood with a creative idea? Is there anything more interesting to watch on television than some arrogant society matron going shopping for clothing that is WAY TOO YOUNG for her? Please tell me there is. Frankly, how do you live with yourselves, spending thousands on flowers for your lunch tables, while people die in the world for lack of fresh water? Don't tell me about not feeling guilty about being privileged. I'd love to make you feel guilty; but it's probably impossible. On second thought, I would rather make you feel pain. Narcissism reigns in America because Americans are numb, and numbskulls.

8. If you're over 45 years old, don't wear leather pants, and PLEASE don't sing bullshit songs with a less than stellar voice (Money Can't Buy you Class?????). Jesus H. That Housewife really ought to spend some money on psychiatric help. What a first class WANNA-BE. Money seems to have done that for her. Question is, what does she WANNA BE? It certainly can't be popular.

9. Let's all buy $1700 shoes that will hurt our feet so we can symbolically show that we have arrived. At Insanityville.

10. A $1,000 blouse is probably not made any better than a $100 blouse. But if $900 makes you feel special, man, you got bigger problems than your wardrobe. Clueless people have taken over this country. Revolution is right around the corner. I, personally, can't wait.


VIVA LA REVOLUCION!