Month: September 2003


  • But Wait, There's More!


    It's sad, but it no longer surprises me that we, as a country, can't feed the hungry of our own nation even though we have enough wasted food and grain to feed most of the starving on this sad rock we live on.


    To the rest of the world, it shouldn't insult us that we appear to have all diplomacy of a diuretic bull, the attention span of a toaster, the focus of an underwater Hubble (version 1.0), and the tact of a category 5 hurricane sprinkled with anvils and SUVs.


    It's no wonder we can't avoid corruption, deceit, and hypocrisy in our representative government.


    It should shock none that the money of this country never arrives in the same zip code as it's mouth; refusing to pay teachers and police officers anything more than what they *think* they can get away with but leaving the 10 ring painted on both when it comes time to exercise that most American of sports - "Who Can I Blame Besides Me."


    ..why should all of this not come under our 'To Do' list? Because we can't even manage to tell businesses NO, even when it makes sense. If you ran a business, selling...I dunno...prescription lenses. And I was to provide you a list of folks that did not have the gift of sight or had Chuck Yeager 20/10 vision. And this list was put together, voluntarily I might add, because they were tired of people trying to sell them contact lenses and prescription lenses...would you refuse it? Probably not. Saves you time; no sense trying to sell a soldering iron to chimp or knit a sweater for a dolphin...if you'll pardon the hand-crafted euphemisms for a second.


    WHY OH WHY can a judge, who assumedly has enough cognitive ability to pour piss out of a boot, even entertain the idea that corporations and businesses are entitled to 'free speech' when it comes to MY telephone? Hey, if they start paying for the damn thing....fine, they can call me all they want. But until that point, if I put my name on a list saying, in effect 'I'm not going to buy your worthless shit over the phone, so save yourself some time and loose my number."...DON'T FUCKING CALL ME!


    Why do they quibble about being forced, by law, not to call me for that purpose...and again WHY OH WHY did anyone looking at this protest ever even *try* to fight back the urge to tell them to take their whining-ass attitude and hit the road before we start releasing *your* home numbers to the public and show you how annoying a constantly ringing phone really is?


    Or better yet, we charge them, per second of our time, just like TV stations do commercial advertisers. Sure, then I'll sit through as much mundane market-focused, demographically-centered, independent-poll-solidified, finely crafted horse hockey as they're willing to pay me to listen to. No problem. I'm still not buying anything from you over the phone if only on principal, but I'll listen if you pay me directly. Like a taxi meter.


    I just so badly wanna give them all lip cancer, ya know?


    Thought so.