Tuesday, June 17, 2014

THIS WEEKS FUCKTARD(S)

This week's Fucktard Award goes to Simon Bridges, our Minister of Energy and Resources, who has decided that the last remaining 55 Maui Dolphins left on the planet aren't worth as much as the potential oil that may or may not reside in their marine reserve, and has said Yes to oil drilling within it.
This, to me, is utter craziness and straight out disgustingly, shockingly selfish and money-hungry behaviour.  How can he possibly think this is a wise and moral decision.  If those dolphins are killed and wiped from existence FOREVER, I hope someone shoots his selfsh fuckin arse.  Cunt.

Not far behind him is the ever "controversial" (ie. racist, right-wing, capitalist prick) Paul Henry, whose (predictable) reaction to the dolphin situation was "... can't save everything, can we."
Ummm, actually, yes you Fucktard arsewipe, it is completely within our abilities to save these dolphins... HENCE THE MARINE RESERVE THEY'RE IN.  Fucktard.

 http://www.3news.co.nz/Govt-opens-Mauis-dolphin-area-for-oil-drilling/tabid/1160/articleID/348984/Default.aspx#disqus_thread


Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Not the only useless one in the room.

It makes me feel good that, on returning to the blogosphere, I've noticed that all the blogs I follow have not posted in at least a year either, most of them 3 or 4 years.  Which means I'm not the only useless one in the room.  Hoorah!
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Shut your Facebookholes.
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Mostly I've returned to this arena because I get a little bit sick of people (friends) chiming in and judging me on my views of the world.
Mostly I have a really negative bent on the world, and I've been using my status updates to convey this via snarky and black, though intended to be humorous, statements.  Statements about advertising, about popular culture, about idiotic human behaviour...  However, people who know me well know that I'm not actually a complete narcissist, nor do I operate in the world without love in my heart.  Hell, I spend most days trying to avoid the negativity around me, and trust me, there's a lot of it.
While I strive to spend my day being productive and chasing the dream, I live with alcoholics and/or bad drunks who have no such inclination to make their life better, and live in repeating cycles of ignorance, acting on primal instinct (never thinking about how their actions might impact on those around them, least of all their children), or look past their own selfish needs to see the bigger picture, and I can never express an opinion on any of it because if I don't like it, I know where the door is.  This, needless to say, is a challenging experience.
As I said, I've been using Facbook as my social media platform to express, and while some see my rantings for what they are, others, who are (ahem) a bit more spiritually enlightened than I (according to them anyway), don't like such negative viewpoints on the world infecting their news feeds.
And that is fine.  Facebook is a social media forum, and we should all have control over what we feel like being blasted with and what we shouldn't.
And while I see it also a platform for free speech, here's what I don't agree with -
People (friends) using it as an open platform to judge me for my sometimes-less-than-agreeable viewpoints on the world...
Personally, I don't think I operate in such a manner (these days), and actually, this is something I find more offensive than anything I've ever written... Ok, maybe not anything, but you get my point.
While I agree that FB is an open platform, I don't agree that the stage I make for myself on it is YOUR stage to inhabit...  If you have an opinion on something, post it in YOUR status update.  Not as a thinly disguised yet preachy and holier than thou "response".
Sometimes responses such as these are sarcastic, and that's great, I'm all for sarcasm.  But only if it's funny.  The internet is a basically a breeding ground for it, so why fight it.
Am I making sense, or just rambling.  Basically, if you find things annoying, block them your feed.  If you find things offensive, you can block it, ignore it, or take a (public, on your own page) stance against it.  But as someone who's personality is all he has... don't try it take it from me, or judge me for it, because if you don't like it, you know where the door is.
Or better yet, as a friend, maybe you could try and see past it, see that I'm obviously not in the greatest frame of mind, and give me a call and ask me how I am.  Imagine that!
Kisses!


Monday, June 9, 2014

Long Awaited, Half-Hearted Revival in the hopes that I will be discovered and become an overnight viral success and finally have my wit, intelligence and talent recognised. No big.

According to this, I have not contributed to my fame-making blog since 2010.
That's four years.
In actual fact, I have at many times written pieces for my blog, only to read them and think they were shit, or just not get around to posting them until it is far too late.
The truth of the matter is, I have become so traumatised by an event in my life that I, at first, went into fight mode - I took action on my life to try and make things better.
After a successful attempt, I then floundered, and have slowly but surely stagnated.
Looks like that shouldn't take 4 years to do, but it has.
And in the meantime, I have gotten older... so old, in fact, that I may be too late to do anything about it.
Sure, sure, it's never too late, bla bla bla... I used to think that was true, but the world has been telling me otherwise.  The world is telling me that yeah, you can aim for your dreams... but in the meantime some kid twenty years younger, without a fucked back and fresh out of training, who hasn't been pounded down by shithouse life events, is also going for those dreams, and frankly, it's like betting on a pedigree race horse versus a lame donkey.
I'D still bet on me (the lame donkey, in case you were wondering... I know, I know, TWIST!), but that's only because I like the underdog.  But in a realistic world, donkey's get shot and made into glue.
Which leads me to beg the question... do I just lay down and die, spiritually speaking, and get any old, monotonous, low-paying JOB where I only show up for my paycheck and hate myself more each day, or keep holding out and pushing for the dream I've been pushing for my whole life but haven't caught a break yet and, if going rates are anything to go by, am quite unlikely to??
Or do I just do myself and the tax-payer (not me) a favour and put a bullet in my skull.