PURE FUCKING EVIL

Holy white apologists, Batman!

You know, I don't even know what that term means. Apologists? They're apologizing for being white? The hell?

Apparently, it means white people who kowtow to black people and go, "Oh, white people are baaad! Baaaad!'

You know, stupid shit. Why should you apologize for some shit you didn't have a goddamn thing to do with? If your family owned the majority of the slaves, maybe you oughta apologize, but for your ancestors. Not for yourself. You could say, "My ancestors were assholes," but that's about all I'd say you would be able to do.

Anyway, the point is-- some white people are apparently voting for Barack Obama due to being whtie apologists.

Which is retarded. He's black. So? What the fuck does that matter? Can he do the job? Yes? No?

Some white people aren't voting simply because they feel that they are part of the problem. Uh... what? Are you so fucking stupid that you think the amount of melanin in your skin has anything to do with who you are as a person? Get that out of your head.

White people as a problem. Let's play this game. If you think white people are a problem, you have to realize that white people came from Africa.

Just like everybody else.

Therefore, white people are black people, and black people are white people. Asians, Indians, et cetera-- are white and black. Just removed a few thousand years and separated into breeding communities, and every single one of them genetically compatible.

My point is this: if white people are bad, so are black people, so are Asians, so are Indians. So is fucking everybody.

We're all assholes, then.

So maybe none of us should vote.


But that doesn't make any sense. You can do what you want, but I've never understood inaction as a tool for defeating injustice. That isn't Daoism, that's just fucking stupid.


Here's something really stupid.

http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSL0616183020080506

Georgia is basically warning Russia that they're getting too close and they could spark a war.

Russia.

Versus Georgia.

No, not the state, the country.

For the fun of it, I will avoid assuming I know the size of the country of Georgia. Instead, I will use Wikipedia, the bastion of all truth.


How big is Georgia? It's 27,000 square miles large.

Just to give you some perspective, Texas is 268,820 square miles large.

Massachusetts is as big as Georgia. A little bigger, actually.

Russia is 6,592,800 square miles large.

Is this not the equivalent to a small yappy dog barking at Andre the Giant? Shit, man, it's not even a dog. It might be a flea for that matter.

"Beware! We will go to war!"

HA HA HA.

Poor fuckin' Georgia, man.


Here's a headline:

http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSN0628851820080507

Clinton vows to fight on, support party nominee

If you can figure this shit out, good for you. I cannot.

"I will continue to fight on, yet I will support the party nominee!" For one thing, it doesn't make sense that you will support yourself.

That's assumed.

If you're going to fight on, you have opposition.

Which means you'll be supporting yourself.

So the only way this could work is if she was being redundant and repetitive.


Study links arms and legs with memory loss

http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSN0540162920080505

I'm sorry, there is just nothing to say here.

"Well, I have arms... and, I have legs..."

It's actually about the connection between short arms and legs raising the chance of memory loss later in life, but still: who the fuck writes these headlines?

You might as well say "Arms and legs may have something to do with memory". It would make just as much sense, if not more.


By the way, just in case you didn't think that China was fucked up enough as it is, guess what?

That's right! They've come up with another virus.

Congratulations.

By the way, how the fuck does one come up with a goddamn virus? I have never heard of this. AIDS is one thing, but a new virus every 3-4 years?

This new virus targets children. OH BOY. This will end well.

You might wonder why the hell China is so fucked up. Personally, I think China is fucked up because they're dealing with the largest concentration of people to ever exist on this planet. Their culture has produced this many people, and, up until now, they could deal with all the disease simply because people were not that mobile.

INSERT MODERN TECHNOLOGY.

For the last 3,000 years, people that did get sick died off. Not only that, but they would never mingle as freely with people as they do now. Compound this with the obvious sanitation problem you're going to have in a city with that many fucking people and boom: disease runs rampant.

There's also the little thing about how Chinese farmers come in contact with their animals and their shit quite often. No, dammit, I'm not saying they're rolling around in it, but the last time I saw Chinese farmers dealing with chickens, their children were basically running around in the chicken pens barefoot with chicken shit smeared all over them. That shit will most definitely have an effect on disease.

I'd enjoy making a prediction that the fucked-up government is eventually going to run China into the ground, but, seriously: the Chinese government treats their people as if they do not have souls. The way they treat them is as if they look upon the billion plus masses and say: "God DAMN there's a lot of them. Oh well-- who's going to miss a few thousand?"

That makes me sad.


By the way, just in case you thought shit couldn't get worse, there is apparently a trend in Austria.

This trend is, fathers are locking up their daughters in their basements and raping them repeatedly over the course of many years.

Here's my question: what the fuck? There's been three of them in the last fifteen years that we've found out about-- what the hell is going on? Say what you want, but I'm beginning to think that every country could possibly have their own unique brand of fuckups.

Austria? Incest dads.

America? Perhaps a lot of mass murderers.

Germany? Cannibals.

And Japan?

Well, fuck, Japan.

Just look at them. Pick anything, there's a lot of creepy shit they're up to. And no, I'm not using the word "creepy" in the sense that it offends my moral sensibilities. I'm using it in the sense of it creeps people the fuck out and makes them run from me when I tell them about it.

Creepy enough for ya?


On a less creepy note, here's another trend I'm seeing.

Cops tasering the living shit out of people.

And by that I mean killing them with tasers. Some asshole with a bible and a cross was running around screaming "I WANT JESUS"-- and, by God, the cops chauffeured the kid's ass directly off this mortal coil and within moments he was face to face with the Heavenly Father.

Actually, Jesus is that guy's kid. So, the Heavenly Kid.

I knew this was going to be bad from the start. They gave cops a weapon that everybody and their retarded cousin proclaim-- as if they researched and developed it themselves-- is completely and totally nonlethal.

I, on the other hand, was not so easily swayed. Nonlethal? I've had a couple thousand jigawhats pumped through my ass as a result of trying to rewire things still plugged into a light socket, and I can quite truthfully tell you that, one, that shit was many, many times greater than anything a taser can provide, and two it should have killed my ass dead.

You'd think that would prove that tasers are non-lethal, but not so. After all, I've been hit by lightning at least once, so that's out.

In any case, I thought: oh, great, tasers. As if we needed to give humanity full control of lightning. Fine, give the little shits their lightning guns so they too can be complete dicks in Quake 3 Arena style.

And what did they do? Oh, they made me so proud! They shot the living shit out of everything like the retards they were. Sure, there are good cops, but Christ Almighty you can't give everybody in a group a fucking weapon and tell them that it's okay to use whenever. "If the suspect is getting a little rowdy, shock 'em to put 'em back in their place!" Right! Good job, you fucking idiots!

There's a reason I don't design weapons. It's not that I don't have the imagination to turn some Star Trek / Stargate / Scifi death ray gun into an actual physical reality, it's that I dont' want to see this shit being used on people. Can you imagine if you designed something that was later used to kill an innocent person? It's almost like you did it. Hell no, I'm not for that.


On another stupid front: Hillary keeps on losing, and no one is surprised.

I'm not surprised mainly because this is the trend. She's gonna lose.

That's how it seems to be. I'm all for hoping against hope but really, I don't like her in the first place, so, even though she may be another version of Clinton and could get the economy working again, still, I don't trust her ass.

Then again, I don't trust Barack, either, but mainly I'm tired of her dragging this shit out.

Just to make things worse: people are now calling her and asking her to concede, now that she's lost... NC, was it? Yeah.

She won Indiana though.

By like a few percent points. (Hell if I know-- I'm trusting Fark users on this one since I can't be bothered with it.)

Now, I don't hate Hillary. Not by a long shot. I do, however, get pissed off when she starts changing rules and pulling dirty tricks. Just like I'd get pissed off at anybody else.

My generation, though...

Man, talkin' 'bout my generation: my generation fucking sucks. You wanna know what my generation is, mainly? Buncha basement-dwellin' 4chan-visitin' snuff-video-watchin' misogynistic racist goon filth. That's my generation.

This is the best we have to offer. Day in and day out I see people making fun of Hillary for having a vagina, and Barack for being black.

And they're serious.

How the hell? How does this kind of thing survive? I know I shouldn't expect a fucking miracle in fifty years but Christ, man, you'd think the 60s would have fucked up this whole "lol s/he's a woman / black" shit.

Seems it hasn't. The latest thing to do is show a bunch of Hillary supporters-- THE UGLIEST YOU CAN FIND-- and make fun of them.

What the fuck? Is the Internet just one giant Highschool? It seems like it is. All people do is make fun of each other for superficial reasons.

Mouth-breathing assholes.


People are waiting with bated breath for this shit to be over. And, I have to admit, I am, too.

It's a reason to live. It's excitement. It is the future in motion.

Still, as much as I like any pleasure, the pleasure itself has no meaning if it does not move towards an end. That is to say, if there's no climax, no UNF, no OH GOD YES at the end of this shit, I am going to be unfulfilled.

To put it into simplier terms, this is like masturbation, and nobody likes blueballs. You can fucking jerk jerk jerk jerk all night long but it doens't mean anything if at the end of the shit there is no release of all this anticipation and tension.

That being said, if Hillary drops out, I will cry.

In a way... even though she's going to (possibly) reduce my civil liberties to nothingness, and quite possibly destroy every video game I've ever known and loved, I have to admit, her husband knew how to run shit.

He knows where the bodies are buried, and she and he have proven themselves time and time again that they are ruthless enough to fix a government. They could fix this 13 trillion dollar deficit we're in, and come out with a surplus.

Just like last time.

People don't like dynasties, but, as for me, I don't really care. The same family could rule the United States for the next hundred years and I wouldn't give a damn if they actually didn't fuck things up. I mean, sure, I know the country is built upon a peaceful transition of power, but, what is there to complain about if in fact a dynasty could rule peacefully and peaceably? What if a king could indeed make everybody happy?

Should I pass it up just because of its potential for evil? I wouldn't ever give anybody that power again, the power of a monarchy, but I'll be darned if I would bitch about it if it worked.


Anyway, my point is, I think that Hillary could fix everything wrong with the government. Barack Obama? He's too nice.

He's honest. You remember the last president that was honest?

Jimmy Carter. Nice guy, but honesty, trustworthiness and goodness, not to mention the quality of actually having a soul really fucks up your ability to lead on a massive scale.

I've explained this before: yadda yadda yadda you have to order people to die yadda yadda yadda you make life-changing decisions every hour / minute yadda yadda yadda you have to talk to people with nukes and get them not to nuke you.

Barack could, possibly, repair our foreign relations. He could do real good.

Unfortunately, that's not what we need right now. Sure, we're in danger of being completely cut off by the rest of the world (I have this feeling that if we yell at people one more fucking time they'll eventually go, "Fuck America, we're not trading with you anymore"), but there are more pressing matters at hand. Namely, the complete and total collapse of our economy and with it, the world economy.

Actually, that probably won't fucking happen-- China will probably just assume our role or something.

Digress digress digress. We need an asshole for president. A real ruthless son of a bitch motherfucker.

I wouldn't say Hillary was the nicest woman you would ever meet. Barack, on the other hand, is nice enough to fuck.

That's not good.


Here's one last thing:

Our President has broken a federal law.

... and nobody's gonna do a goddamn thing about it.

What the hell? You know, I wonder.

If I were President, could I beat a nun to death on live national TV, drink her blood and eat her flesh, and get away with it?

I almost want to try it.

Almost.

What the hell do you have to do to get arrested when you're President? Breaking federal laws, that's not prosecutable.

Getting head? FUCK CALL THE LAWYERS WE'VE GOT A MAJOR FUCKING PROBLEM.


So, maybe it's like this:

Breaking a federal law is okay, but sex is not.

You know what I'm gonna do?

I'm gonna get elected President.

Twice. Gonna serve eight years.

And during my last State of the Union address, I'm fucking my girlfriend live on national television.

It's gonna be a lot of fun.

I've been a fool.

True, that's my everlasting sentiment: I am a fool. I know nothing. Though I possess intelligence, I cannot say I possess wisdom. The most intelligent thing I can do-- nay, my wisest course of action-- is to recognize the fact that I know nothing.

I've not been alive long, and I'm not going to attempt to claim that I am an old soul, that I have been here a great many times before. I have not. This may be my first time on this Earth, and even if it is not, I have retained no wisdom nor knowledge of any past lives I could have lived.

In this short time that I have been alive I've tried to find happiness. I thought that perhaps it was a universal concept, an end to which there was but one true, simple, noble path; but, alas, I have found that trying to find the path destroys its usefulness as a path. To try to find what makes you happy is as useful and productive as explaining a joke before you tell it. It removes all taste, all savor from the action itself.

I've found temporary happiness in material things, not because of their use, or their monetary value, but rather because the action of being given these things solidifies-- not to mention reassures me and reasserts-- the fact that the people who give them do indeed love me. Not that anything had or would have weakened my belief in this fact, but it does indeed make me happier.

That being said, I soon realized that the objects themselves were just that: objects. Surely there was happiness to be found in having something that was useful-- something that contained knowledge or had some entertainment value-- something I could cherish and keep with me always. Even that I soon found lacking.

So far removed from everything-- from love of material gains, from love of conquest and competition, from love of destruction and hatred.

I stood on the path, not knowing my stride matched it perfectly.

Through everything, I have forever been myself, in foolishness and bravery, in courage and stupidity, in heroism and in life.

Every path leading to this one, every road converging into one.

The path never winds, it never curves, it never shifts. It extends to the horizon, and I fear beyond it.

Does it loop? Does it connect? Does it have an end?

Does it continue forevermore, the walk itself the end?

Along the road are houses, their residents are dead.

Alive but not in spirit, but in flesh.

Their eyes have an eerie shine not unlike that of a dog.

A look that pleads with you and follows.

A look that asks for answers where there are none.

The ones with souls are hard to leave, but the path continues on.

These people leave themselves, I travel on.

Every person that I meet I think that I might know forever.

A kindred spirit, a knowing soul, someone with life.

It never lasts, it always dies. They have a path, but theirs curves evermore.

The walk goes on forever. My hope begins to die.

But anything can be bared if there is an end.

At last, I see it; the promised end.

The last step to salvation.

As I reach the end, I realize that it has an end.

As I take another step, I see the path end.

Before me, dust and clouds and desert heat.

This is the end, I'm sad to say.

The path goes cold here, I'm afraid.

But that doesn't stop me, not one bit.

I've walked a thousand miles.

I'll walk a thousand more.

I've met a thousand people.

I'll meet a thousand more.

A thousand names, a thousand faces, before the world goes dead and cold.

From birth to death I've known this end.

I've seen it over and over again.

The end of life. My purpose is complete.

... the path ends here, yet I do not.

My purpose gone, I look ahead.

And walk I do. Forevermore.


I was promised death for a good deed. The end of this living misery. But the misery became a grateful joy.

They call this torture, this wretched flesh. A breath not unlike living death. A lingering and aching for release.

I still draw breath for one reason.

I may be a fool, but I know this reason.

The food has no savor, the words no rhyme.

Time speeds past without alibi.

And I look to you now, for the reason I exist.

You complete me. In so many ways these words are not enough. In so many ways these words are not adequate to describe my feelings-- words alone degrade the meaning and strip from it nearly all of the ferocity my feelings contain.

I love you. More than anyone. More than anyone else. And more than I ever have, or ever will.

Did the path exist?

And did it lead me here?

Or was this path your doing-- was it the reason I came to be?

Does it matter?



So, I was talking to my friend (yeah, let's see me walk that weirdness off) and I realized, yeah, there's really something that I didn't really appreciate.

I found my soulmate. And... it's a weird feeling. People say they dont' exist, but I know better.

Not like I have secret knowledge, either. I just know. I've experienced it. A posteriori and all that jazz.

All my life, I was, like, trying to find out something that made me happy. Christmas and Easter did this when I was a kid-- I'd look forward to them. My birthday. Everything else, though, was pretty shitty.

When I was 12, though, I met this girl. I knew her for just a little bit, but we made a real bound together. So, like, three or five years past, and I met her again.

And we clicked. It was fantastic. She didn't often have a lot of time for me, but I didn't really mind. I was willing to wait forever for her.

Lately, though, I don't have to wait. She's around. I get to see her.

It's love. I love her, she loves me. And, I noticed-- not to reference any other cliches, but, when I hold her, or she holds me, it is truly magic in the forest. (Another cliche. Meh.) It's just--

You ever felt empty? Just, devoid of all life? Depressed, suicidal? Like, "why should I bother to keep living? What's the point of life?"

Yeah.

That shit goes away when I'm near this woman.

I am suddenly filled with an absolute knowledge of why I exist.

And that reason?

To continue that feeling.

True love. You should try it!