Internet Clearly a Dangerous Threat to Innocent Teens

“It hurt,” said Roslyn, who appeared weary and a bit shell-shocked. “Because you don’t want to see your children involved in things like this. You don’t realize how dangerous the Internet is. Now, we got to keep her away from the Internet.”

Yes – the internet is to blame. Not you and your grammar. Not your gross failure to instill morality into your child. Your innocent daughter must be protected from the internet at all costs. I suggest immediate confiscation of her computer, as well as a chastity belt. The protective underwear may well get dirty, but that should reduce the attractiveness of your daughter significantly, which is probably good, as she’ll be less marketable as a whore.

How, exactly, is the the internet more dangerous than “real life”? Your daughter sold her body to strangers because was tired of arguing with you and wanted a change, you molested her and she’s doing what she was taught, or maybe… she’s just a whore who likes getting fucked for cash.

OK OK, I knew, and you probably did too. But articles like this bring up all sorts of questions:

Midget Sues Over Sex Tape (or something)

So basically, Mini Me banged some girl, made a video of it, it somehow got stolen from his home, and now it’s on the internet. Of course, if it ever was on the internet, then it will never be off the internet. The point here is that this doesn’t add up; but I suppose it’s not really the best example of sneakiness.

I’m thinking that Mini Me is low on cash and sexually frustrated, and somehow he got it into his head that he wants to get into porn. This is probably just some stunt with the true intent being the promotion of his porn video. Hollywood sure is a fucked up place, first Paris Hilton, and now Mini Me.

It’s the level of depravity that really bothers me, though. The internet has exposed me to so much graphic imagery that it’s hard to be shocked over fecal fetish or bestiality porn, but I’m really not ready to see a dwarf have sex. Something about it is just.. wrong.

Adolf Hitler

He was a bad guy, but apparently for his time, he was quite the health advocate. Perhaps vegans and PETA people were inspired by Hitler. It’s quite possible that he would have established camaraderie with such people if he’d been born in contemporary times. Had the Nazis triumphed, it’s perhaps not completely unfathomable to hypothesize that it may very well have been a Zyklon-B induced end to steak lovers within the Reich territory.

Vegetarianism
Hitler was reportedly primarily a vegetarian of the semi-militant nature; according to some sources, he regularly went to great lengths in giving oratories regarding the process of animal slaughter to his dinner guests, apparently in an effort to spoil their appetites and thus influence their dietary habits. His semi-vegetarianism was purportedly a result of his mothers demise as a result of cancer. A special greenhouse was even erected with the specific purpose of providing Hitler with a steady supply of fresh fruit and vegetables throughout the year.

Additionally, Hitler’s love of animals was probably a strong contributing factor as to his general avoidance of meat. The Fuhrer’s love for Blondie, his famous German Shepherd, is a well known fact that is documented by both first-hand accounts and in photographs (and even on colour film).

Anti-Smoking
Hitler was also an avid anti-smoker, who promoted aggressive anti-smoking campaigns throughout Germany. He regularly gave candy to members of the Hitler Youth, and promised gold watches to his closer associates as incentive to quit smoking. Despite his altruistic intentions, eyewitness accounts report that many of his aides and other associates lit cigarettes immediately after his death.

It’s rather interesting to note that Roosevelt, Churchill, Stalin, Chiang Kai-Shek, and Mao Zedong were all smokers.

好吧，我儅你做大哥

Alice, don’t be like this; you’re my brother

你來吃飯吧

離Evan 辦公室不遠

你問一問就找得到吧

I told my family I went to Jiang Jin again, fuck

…

我跟你說，你大會要見我

那個電影我找到了

你把你的老婆拍睡着，然後就溜出來找我們

…

You buy some drinks, alright? Just buy some fucking beer and shit, I buy you food.

Fuck! This taxi’s too expensive, fuck.

And listen – Evan. Evan! I bring this fucking movie, it’s really good, it’s really nice, the best one.

You know what Dunfield said? I said, “Get your fucking wife asleep and move out”

And you know what he said? “He said alright, I go down to  the fucking pharmacy and buy some medicine, and help her sleep well, cause she’s fucking sick.”

Fucking Dunfield is always good.

And – I don’t know what’s up with Dunfield, but Dunfield doesn’t have a job, he doesn’t have any fucking property here in the city, but he can always handle himself.

He never gets pissed off like you and I and Kai does.

Kai is doing OK, but he says fucking life is so sucks, he doesn’t even want to talk about it.

But fucking Dunfield, is the total opposite. Fucking good example.

Fucking no money, no place, not car. But he always has the fucking way to make himself feel properly.

I always try to copy him, but I fucking failed. I failed to find the way how he fix his fucking emotional shit… maybe he doesn’t have any emotional shit.

I told him this afternoon that he needs to come out and see us, or something.

He said that he’s going to fucking cook some food for his bitch and make her sleep, and then he’s gonna come out.

…

I had a bargaining with the taxi driver on the way over, but I fucked up.

I wanted to say 30, but in fact in the end he said 32.

…

The small aeroplane told me that the big bitch wants to see you.

She said that the big bitch is kind of rich, and she can get anything you want, but I don’t know why, she just fucking wants you. Only if you give her a chance to accept her, on any night.

And she was asking me about five times to take the fucking bitch out.

But I told her not to, because I said that will make me and her be kicked out of the house by Evan.

So finally she didn’t take her.

I think that Dunfield and me think you should accept her.

The big rich bitch who is in love with you, well, not so much in love with. Because I guess in love with requires two people, so it’s more like in love to.

I am thinking in a way to make a man to accept, make any man to accept, a big, fine looking bitch, which is fuck-able for any night he wants. But except Evan.

I guess even me and Dunfield together, cannot easily convincing him to do whatever he doesn’t want to.

Small bitch is somehow, is like somewhat a magic dragon.

Just coming alone, never ask me to buy her anything. Just fucking cook and clean, and anything we ask her to do. I don’t know what she fucking wants.

But she’s waiting for us right now at the supermarket and the fucking lobby.

I don’t think we should treat her too much fucking bad. So I guess it’s time to fucking meet her and fucking go.

I am starting to think that I have a bit of a problem with uncontrollable vindictiveness. I think that the main reason for my being this way is that, in all situations of disagreement in which I develop feelings of revenge seeking, I’m firmly convinced that I’m correct and that the other party is not; I resolve to seek justice, and I do not compromise. The thing is, I can’t seem to control myself when I feel this way, and I think that may be something that I should work on.

I like the style of this restuarant.

For the visually impaired, the caption reads:

Zapata’s 墨西哥餐廳不歡迎妓女，如果你是一個妓女，請努力克制自己不要進入本餐廳及花園，也不要在大門口流連排徊：如果你不確定自己的身份，請向保安求助–他們非常友善。

Zapata’s Mexican Cantina does not sponsor prostitutes at our establishment. If you are a prostitute please refrain from entering our garden or restaurant. If you are unsure whether or not you are a prostitute, please ask one of our friendly security guards to sort it out for you.

I’ve been reading up a bit regarding Borderline Personality Disorder, and, I’ve got to say, I really think that one of my exes had it. Ok, maybe more than one (hehe), but there is one in particular who I think really might have had it. Whatever it was, there was something definitely wrong with her.

Why am I thinking of this now? I’m not exactly sure, but reading a BBS post in which a rather unfortunate young man stated:

She loves me but often times she will be cold and mean to me.
she can be extremely clingy and then want nothing to do with me.
Threatens suicide if she feels like she is losing me.
Cuts herself.
Does not like to be questioned.
Bringing up problems or trying to work out things that are bothering me from stuff she does is a huge no-no with her, she will either shut down completely or get really angry and tell me to stop talking about it.
She lacks empathy and blames me for every problem we have.
Anything that im upset over because of her, she does not get or understand or even care how it affects me, and finds ways to blame me for everything.
She will often tell me that she does not think i love her if i distance myself from her.
A lot of the times that she is depressed and im not around she will text me saying she is worthless and is thinking about suicide. Sometimes she will text me with odd things to get a reaction out of me like “blood.”
she will put her friends over me.
Does not like being left alone for long periods of time.
Everything has to be her way, on her own time, when she feels like it, no compromise at all.
She is very easy to annoy or piss off, i feel like im walking on egg shells with her, because there is a lot of things that im not allowed to bring up with her or she will shut down or get extremely upset.
I’ve done everything to be there for her and let her know i care but that still is not enough, she never saw how much i was there for her, nothing i did would ever make her think i truly cared.

Made me consider my own experiences with a certain crazy female personality. My ex wasn’t so much suicidal as she was sadistic, so perhaps she had a different sort of disorder. I can recall one instance in which she pestered me for weeks to get a puppy. I hate animals, but eventually I caved in.

After getting the  puppy, after a short while, it predictably pissed all over our bed, which made me rather upset. Luckily, she had a good solution in training it. She threw it in the toilet and flushed the toilet a few times, to the probable terrifying discomfort of the puppy. I revel in the suffering of animals as much as the next guy, so I wasn’t completey unamused by this act. Following this semi-cruel act, she proceeded to wash the puppy off in the shower. The little fellow probably thought that his ordeals for the day were over.. WRONG!!!

When it came for drying off time, she placed the puppy in the sink, and then began scalding it with the blowdryer. She kept this up for about five minutes, and finally, after the puppy stopped making noise, she put an article of dog-clothing on it, completed the standard drying process (as most would imagine a drying process might be conducted), and cuddled it to sleep.

The next day, she went on a trip for a couple of days. The puppy died while she was away. I threw its stiff body into the rubbish bin located in the stairwell.

Simply put, I’m in love.

Firefox 3 is fast, and it’s sexy. I honestly have no idea why anyone would ever want to use Internet Explorer.

Get Firefox 3 here.

For those of you who don’t already use Firefox, all I can say is: it’s never too late to realise the error of your ways. The rest of the team has been having a jolly good time at the club with the cheerleader squad while you’ve been behind the bleachers making out with the fat chick.

Police: Father believed to have beaten tot

OK OK, calm down with your righteous indignation. Yes, the guy was quite obviously fucked in the head, and obviously stomping your own two year old son to death is not what most societies would consider acceptable behaviour. The question, though, that plagues me, is: was this guy armed?

Sure, he was a murderer, a nasty one at that. Yes, he was in the process of a nasty act; but did he pose a threat to the police such that they were forced to use lethal means of forcing him to stop? Let’s look at what the news article says:

Responding to 911 calls, a Stanislaus County Sheriff’s Department helicopter landed in a dairy pasture near the scene. A Modesto police officer, Jerry Ramar, fatally shot Aguilar after he failed to heed the officer’s warning to stop beating the child, authorities said. Aguilar flashed his middle finger at Ramar before Ramar shot him in the forehead, police said.

What the fuck? This sounds like total macho-bullshit. Why did he have to shoot him in the forehead, why not the leg, or at least the body in a non-lethal spot… I’m pretty sure that the crazy guy could have been restrained after being shot somewhere other than the head or different vital organ. Clearly, this guy was mentally disturbed, but considering the likelihood and probable ease of non-lethal arrest, I just don’t see how it’s justified to “shoot to kill” an unarmed man.

I’ve never believed in such silliness as these things, but I think that an unfortunately large proportion of people do. It’s a sad day for humanity whenever such things are allowed to go on; or maybe it’s just a natural selection of sorts. I imagine that in the past, stupid people removed themselves from the gene pool by eating the wrong mushrooms, or by getting just a little too close to the woolly mammoth during the seasonal spear chucking events.

I believe it was Jared Diamond who, in “Guns, Germs, and Steel” remarked that the island people who live the hard life are, due to natural selection, probably genetically superior when compared to the rest of us. However, we’ve been far too successful in making our lives easy and subsequently in multiplying like cockroaches, but, McDonald’s, Philip Morris, and men such as Peter Popoff are courageously trying to cull the weak.

I’m not sure that I really feel sorry for people who are stupid enough to spend thousands of dollars on packets of water sold on an infomercial:

Honestly, does it make any difference if poor people can afford to buy fewer packages of potato chip flavoured pork rinds or KFC value meals? My hat goes off to you, Mr. Popoff, drive that Porsche with pride, you truly earned it while bettering humanity.