Election is kind of limp

Oh boy, look who we have for presidential candidates - Romney, a moderate who flip flops more than an epileptic mudskipper, Ron Paul, a weird old man who has the right ideas on most domestic policies but whose foreign ones seem like the onset of dementia, Gingrich - an angry ass named after a large amphibian who resembles Granny from the Tweety cartoons, and Santorum, who I like but who stands as much a chance of making it as a donut in Oprah's office.

There is no way Romney can go up against Obama with his basically same healthcare plan.  That, combined with the fact that even to Republicans the guy looks like a rich prick.  Ron Paul would never make it because Libertarians expect people to be responsible and accountable, and the rest of America expects free iPads and Starbucks gift cards.  Gingrich would just never make it because Palin's mouth on the living Pillsbury Dough Boy just sucks no matter who you are.  Santorum will not win because he has no Latino, African American, gay, or Women's League of Voters votes (whoever wins needs only those in combination with regular old Democrat votes - independents will not determine the outcome).

The main problem here is one that the voters have brought on themselves.  We let the government get huge and raised two generations on the entitlement ticket.  This stems from the fact that the populace fails to understand the difference between rights and privileges, and we have rewarded this lack of understanding for long enough that a massive number of people in this country have only ever known the something-for-nothing way of living.  The number of foxes or chickens that we elect to decide how we should be fed keeps expanding and at this point, I believe it is impossible to reverse the direction this country is going in.  The long and the short of it is that it doesn't ultimately matter who is president MOST of the time - governments always end up abusing their power no matter the name of its policies.  As far as I'm concerned, there are 500+ people in DC that should be out of a job.

Look at the healthcare plan, because I wish someone would - What is it?  The people responsible for strong-arming through without letting the people vote on it can't even tell us anything other that they want their states excluded from it.  Look out in 2014 - I hope the Mayans are right about 2012 because doomsday would be a hell of a lot cheaper than 4 more years of democratic control over the whole country. 

Self-Esteeming Pile.

So I was having lunch at one of my favorite local restaurants here, and had to laugh at something I overheard- well, not overheard as it was the only thing I could hear in the restaurant.  It was the usual sight - some airbrushed tart opening her mouth and letting really stupid, pretentious things fall out of it in the direction of some poor hapless Hollister disciple that was obviously less concerned with lunch than his presumed repayment of meal debt afterward.  Upon closer inspection (from across the restaurant) there was the glassy, preoccupied stare reserved for instances where someone is given unwanted criticism from a dipshit being cast her way while she mindlessly yapped and pushed some rice around her plate. 

The whole time I watched in admiration as the pair of them followed a lunchtime drill with military precision.  I don't usually take notice of these things, but this time, maybe feeling a little more romantic about it than usual, all I could think of was, "just think, pal; You wouldn't have to pay for lunch or listen to a dirty magazine."

You see, the whole reason I even noticed them was a high pitched "I'm like, really shy around people" come from their direction.  After that, she made every possible effort to prove herself a liar, and she did.  This abhorrent harpy proceeded to with great vigor proclaim how different she is without realizing that by her actions she was proving beyond a doubt how stereotypical she is.  Very similar to emo kids being all antisocial while standing in a group or having the same non-conformist conformity.

This doesn't mean I'm entirely sympathetic with him, though (not that I don't give him a pat on the back for jumping on that grenade for some other poor bastard).  After all, he was by all appearance, a douchebag.  He had the flipped up collar in white with an oversized hat he was unable to straighten, keys on a lanyard, iPhone, etc.  (Don't people wonder why those stores are dark with music so loud they cause a person's heart to go into arrhythmia?  Just grab something and stuff it in a bag - trust us, everybody's wearing them) .  I believe that people shouldn't be judged on appearance ordinarily, but in the strange case of douchebaggis majoris you can actually tell everything about them by what they wear.  He didn't need to say anything, not that he could get a word in anyway.  Just plain foolishness.

Til next time.

Body Art?

This is a topic that I find irritates me consistently.  I finally decided to launch my official complaint here and now since Van Halen has returned with Diamond Dave and released a song and video that looks more like an obnoxious Super Bowl commercial for a seniors only strip club. 

Honestly, what do all these people see in having a "piece" or a "sleeve" done on themselves?  When all of them are sitting around with their grandchildren and the kids are confused because they get yelled at and/or bathed for drawing on themselves with pens, what is their answer going to be?  At least the kid drawing on himself is honestly expressing a feeling at the time.  I find it hard to believe that some methed up Airstream dweller is expressing herself with a rose on her tit - although I suppose it could be if at middle age she feels represented by a long stem, lifeless, wilted flower.  Not only them, but the toothless, drunken men they shack up with usually have some sort of stupid tribal tattoo that is tribal only in reference.  My first thought when I see a shaved head and with an idiot hanging off it is "wonder what tribe he's from?"  Only recently have I realized that it IS indeed a tribe.  The tribe of the my-truck-is-worth-more-than-my-trailer-and-my-wife-weighs-more-than-both-and-all-of-them-have-Calvin-pissing-on-something-somewhere-on-them tribe.  Then it dawned on me - instead of peace pipes and ceremonial gatherings, they have Monster energy drinks and Pay-Per-View.  They really are tribal after all.

The argument from the land of food stamps is of course that they are expressing themselves.  I find it sad when I see a really beautiful girl with a bull ring in her nose or a hole in her face that shouldn't be there, accompanied by arms that look like comic book vomit.  Apparently some people find this crap attractive, so there must be a certain variety of person that jerks their gherkin to hardware catalogs and graphic novels.

Again, this is only my opinion, if people want to age looking like they have a skin condition, that's their thing I guess.  I just don't get it.

Til next time.