you think you've got a complaint?

i almost came here to complain about the office, but then, that would be ignorant (bullsugar, even) as i've only seen one episode and that was in the background anyway, but tv has been extremely disappointing and people even moreso in so many ways (thank goodness for a few crazy friends, aye?), but all the nonsense of hysterical ridiculousness aside, this is a complaint...



maybe it was the music...

caprica

the saddest thing about caprica might be that they are eventually going to glorify the judeo-christian-muslin god after introducing the concept of a monotheistic god with sarcastic scorn in phrases like ”a moral dictator called god” blamed for leading kids to terrorist acts and instead of seeing the truth in the words, people will praise the glorification of that very moral dictator concept that has been the root cause of more death and destruction in this world than any other human-made concept in the history of human-kind…

or is the attraction to the show the titillating concept of a seductively pliable fifteen year old girl touched innocently (and often) because she is in a robot body and nobody knows she is really in there as they admire her chest and tinker with her crotch… while in a simultateous scene another teenage girl is repairing a motorbike while semi-flirting with a adult-looking teenage boy who’s job it was to fix that bike and the engine goes vroom vroom as they innocently touch hands and smile…

or perhaps the child will lead us concept as the carrot is that the same nubile fifteen year old innocent dancing seductively with a boy without him or anyone seeing her (because she's trapped in a robot and nobody knows, of course) actually has some secret answer that even she doesn't know quite yet... could it be the secret to immortality as she has figured out a way to put human's mind and personality (and don't forget spirit and soul) into a robot?... oooo, back to the whole moral dilemma thing again, aye?)...

or is the attraction the oldest moral dilemma of all (in modern recorded history, that is, i mean, since the jewish bible started), the old ways against the new ways as a very jewish appearing race is made out to be poor hard working hard core eye-for-an-eye religiously superstitious, secretive, and organized-crime powerful while the white-bread waspy-looking actual rich power brokers of the culture are clueless as to their money-changing corruptions and lead of moral fiber as they take technology into a virtual world where anything goes because there is no responsibility because ot the presumptious that nothing is real and nobody really gets hurt and nobody really dies…

but did they really have to made the eastern-indian looking kid the innocent misguided mad bomber?... and it’s ok, right, because he believed in the one-god concept… and do they have to play on the stereotype of the outrageously emotionally driven thoughtless acts of bereaving mothers only to make those same mothers some sort of heroes by convoluting their actions and slithering version of love into ridiculously unrealistic gestures of generosity that somehow make their stupidity and rash actions ok?...

I wonder how long I’ll want to know how the story turns out before I get too bored or simply too repulsed by the ignorance underlying the messages behind the story… and laughing, naturally, I wonder how many of you follow anything i've said here...

I suppose I need to know more about battlestar gallactica now, though the same sour taste that I could not pinpoint turned me off to that story after watching it for a little while… and suddenly i have this powerfully giggling errily puzzling secretly smiling deja-vu feeling... irony?...

or course I don’t recall the fifteen year old girl angle in that one…

yeah, smirk and giggle and narf as I use libido to keep my own attention while mocking and perhaps even condescending to those who do, or something like that, aye? :)

barf? lol :)

real time viral madness (created by the human virus)

you are under constant attack…

my top of the line anti-virus program released it’s latest virus protection file update at 19:25 today including every new threat identified up until 15:53 today… as of 19:25, the time it took the updated protection file to be processed and released, there were 252 new threats identified that will be in tomorrow’s updated protection file…

252 new viruses before the top-of-the-line virus protection company can even get their latest update to their customers… 252 new viruses trying to steal or destroy something of yours… created by people… an average of 17,000 new viral threats each day created by humans… every five minutes the human virus spawns another cyber virus…

so as a species, are we more creative or destructive?...

everybody wants to fuck tiger's pussy

yeah, that's right, i said it as simply and bluntly and truthfully and plainly as words can do it... and of course everybody is a superlative exaggeration for emphasis, but the news media certainly act as though everybody wants and needs to know and talk about and tittilate and anger and disgust and amuse themselves compaining about all the pussy tiger got... self-righteous hypocrits pretending to have some right to invade a family's privacy and beat up on a perceived weakness as if it's some moral duty and noble virtue and not simply commercial television selling products and gossip as news (and news is a product to sell too)...

how can any truly honest honorable member of the fourth estate, the supposed noble keepers of the truth and news of the world that really matters in our lives, information that is important to peace and prosperity and happiness and security and humanity... how can they, with a straight face, pretend some sanctimonious commandment compels them to strip a man psychologically and emotionally naked against his will, quite literally rape a man publically in every way except bodily... how can these smiling faces pretending to care about us and every hero as long as they are on top winning do it?...

because they are lying hypocrites, that's how...


news is mostly gossip and the talking heads are masturbating for you, drooling idiots playing on your most primal fears and insecurities and prejudices and ignorance... giving you the literary representation of dirty laundry so you can feel like you are a rose... they might as well just start and end the news with just look at all this shit, now don't you feel better?...

but back to tiger's pussy...

do i think promising to be monogamous and then hiding the fact that you are not living monogomously from the person you promises is right?... no, but that does not give me the right to judge anyone else, no less to hound, stalk, and do everything possible to publically humiliate anyone else... am i defending tiger's decision to sleep around without asking his wife if an open marraige was ok with her?... no, but that does not make me or anyone else the sudden protector of tiger's family...

i'm surprised there haven't been cartoons or allusions to tiger with a bloody knife in his hand or jokes about finding a glove on his lawn... that would sure sell the news, wouldn't it?... and let's not pretend that tearing down a blank man married to a white model is not part of the corrupt lying american psyche...

and what's it about, cheating?... no way, everybody cheats all the time... you return every dollar you find on the street or are given as extra change at a store or even try to?... you look for every deduction on your tax returns, even the stretched ones?... how old are you, really?... do you tell?... do you do everything you say you are going to do every time?... you never lie?... and even if everybody does not cheat or lie sometime (we can pretend there are perfect people in the world), who really cares about how tiger's wife feels?... did you care the day before you were told by publicity hungry gold diggers that they willingly spread their legs for a married man (as if tiger was the first and they were somehow pure and innocent until they met him)?... you probably didn't even know her name...

no, it's the puritanical fear of your own bodies, it's your stupid fear of sexuality that has you all on the edge of your seat oogling every word and image of tiger and his harem... it's your secret wish to be like him too (yeah boys, pretend that's not true all you want, the locker room knows better)... it is your fear of sex and the hypocritical condemnation of sexuality... condemn it all you want, but you pay big money to watcch it at the movies and what is selling you all the crap you buy?...

sex...

if you had an ounce of honest common sense, you'd get past your fear of nudity and sex not just cuz it is stupid, but because it condemns you and everyone, most espectially women and children, to abuse and death...

people who are so afraid of sex that they cannot become aroused when the relationship is anywhere near equal or when there is any mature acknowledgement of the sexual act become perverts, rapists, child molesters, and worse... that way they don't have to overcome their fear of openly sharing an equal physical relationship where they don't have all the power and they don't have to risk a partner with experience asking for more than they can give physically, emotionally, or any way...

people who are so afraid of sex become control freaks and moral activitists butting into everyone else's life as a way of avoiding the lack of intimacy in their own... condemning others and complaining on tv and the internet fills the time and distracts them from the emptiness in their lives because they are afraid of intimacy...

it is the fear that creates the pain and suffering and madness... not the sex... but then, you'd have to be less afraid than you are to know that... your reaction to this entry will let you know just how afraid of sex you are...

and tiger?... he's just the latest car accident you've stopped to gawk at... the latest soap opera you escape into... the latest exploited celebrity you love to tear down... if it makes you feel better about yourself to jump on the judgmental bandwagon, that is sad...

you just want tiger to bend over for you...

does that make you feel better?...

it does make you a peeping tom...

how dare he?... how dare you...

barf.

food

i'd like to complain about food... but perhaps it is not food that is the real culprit deserving of this complaint... perhaps it is, or are, to be more grammatically correct, taste buds... cuz it is not the food that magically jumps into my mouth and fills my belly and gives me that seriously stuffed ready to explode feeling... the hands actually move the food, but the hands are not the primary culprit either...

ok, so food is only partially culpable and hands are accomplices, integral to the crime, or complaint, I mean, I am complaining here, not accusing, right?... so what am I doing again?... oh yeah, complaining about food… and hands… and most of all, the taste buds that lead the hands (who don’t have minds of their own, you know) to pick up the foods and stuff my face…

so ok, I am feeling bloated again… and have 40 pounds to lose, or at least 30… find time to sleep so the body can exercise more (time, when is there time, I want to complain about time, or the lack of it, but no, not this time, this time I am complaining about food, and hands, and taste buds, yeah, that’s right)…

maybe I should complain about kisses, or the lack of kisses, but that’s another complaint… of course if someone was seriously into kissing me the way I can get into kissing, there’s be a lot less time for the mouth to receive the food and the taste buds would have a wonderful distraction (and the hands would probably be occupied as well, but the kissing would be the best way of all to cut back on the taste bud addition that corrupts the hands and lays the blame on food)... hey, did you think every complaint would defy the title of this blog?...

the food is innocent, really… poor food…

narf…

a study of humanity (part 4)

grilled breakfast sandwiches, a glimpse of the end of the road for toyota, internet porn, football player proselytizers, fried dead cow patties on buns, preachers arrested for soliciting prostitutes, curdled cow fat on baked bread, 12 year old girls handcuffed and carted out of school for doodling, do unto others as you want them to do, sugar and fat and flour baked with chocolate, excitement over finding video of the challenger exploding, fear the loving god, fried anything, hypocrisy and mental illness everything, and you were distracted by the accident you saw on the way to church… which gets the biggest rise out of you... and why...

what a waste of the potential of the human brain…

humans believe in can’ts and weakness and hate and above all else, fear more than anything else, so they consume delusional explanations and irrational hypocrisy because everybody else does and communal delusions present a placebo to quell the fears…

what a waste of the potential of human life…

meanwhile, if you can get past the depression that such realization can bring, you just might find the amusements available to the awakened mind in this experience of life in this universe…

staring up at the stars each night, do you realize that many of them are not really there because they went supernova (blew up) millions or even billions of years ago?... all you see are the light, like messages in bottles, that was sent out in all directions before humans ever walked on this planet, in some cases, before this planet was even here…

and if that concept does not amuse you, how about the fascination with female breasts?... is it some infantile imprinting that draws most human males to sexual arousal when presented with huge mammary glands, the bigger the better, and yet, most of the same human males are repulsed by fat on most any other part of the female body (though buttocks fat seems to draw an audience)… belly fat, however or neck fat or leg fat, now that is considered unattractive…

but the fat puzzle is not nearly as puzzling (or titillating, perhaps) as the fascination with innocence, virgins, young flesh just a few years past puberty or closer, even… just look at the popular arts, film, tv, music, and if you pretend you don’t see the sexualization of children that sells so well, you may be among the majority of hypocrites condemning in public what you crave and even do in private…

and then there is the phenomenon of legalized poisons, big business and popular pastimes, while condemning and imprisoning and fighting a war on other poisons, some of which are a lot less harmful than your legal poisons… how much money, time, energy, and human life is spent on buying and using the legal poisons and still more money, time, energy, and human life spent on fighting and jailing those who choose the illegal poisons… you need to be irrational and delusional to make sense of it…

all the while, children starve all over the world… earth’s resources and human energy is wasted while children die of starvation and greed and power trips all over the world… from the wealth in the land of the free where children suffer as pawns in divorce, as playthings for adults who want to control anything they can or for priests and parents who condemn their own sexuality while failing to repress their sexual attraction to their children… to the poverty of countries oppressed and condemned by the wealthy nations to remain ignorant and behind the times because we can’t have too many countries equally powerful, especially when they don’t believe in the same delusions and ways of perceiving life and the universe and the unknown that we buy into…

few want to see that the the rich choose to let the poor starve, physically and mentally, while pushing spirituality on them as the answer to all the problems the rich create and ignore… the rich do not want to see it because they do not want to share or lose what they have… the poor don’t want to see it because who wants to face their own powerlessness and abuse…

what a study of humanity shows is that as long as there is the slightest illusion of control, of choice (and what is our cheap consumer culture if not a feast of choice), then the poor are placated and the imbalanced delusions that facilitate oppression can continue… because the fear of loss of control is more powerful than the unpleasantness and cruelty of poverty and illness and suffering of any kind…

if this is pessimistic, prove me wrong...