Sunday, March 27, 2011
whose birthday?
This is very odd; I forgot my birthday is coming up. I’m not sure how this happened. I’ve felt a little out of sorts the past week or so and time really has been flying by. Seems I sleep, go to work, come home and sleep some more. That’s something else, I’ve really been craving sleep. I’ll look at the clock at 7 PM and think, “Wow, I should go to sleep now.” I’m not really sleepy but sleep sounds absolutely fantastic all the time. Maybe it’s because the weather has been very rainy and cloudy. I always feel like I get a bit depressed when it’s like this and nothing fits with depression better than sleep. Anyway, where was I…oh, birthday. Some family members are having me over this weekend, they said they needed some help at their new house. I bet they’re going to take me out for a beer or something. I only remembered because my good friend e-mailed me and asked what I was doing on my birthday. That’s when I looked at the calendar and thought, “Oh shit, my birthday is in a few days.” Hmm, that a little weird when other have to remind you when your birthday is.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Sometimes you feel like you know someone
So I was messing around on the Internets a few days ago and decided to see if I could find an old friend.
Like everyone else (but me) he’s on Facebook but there was also something else, a video mentioned on a few sites done in cooperation with his church and posted earlier this year. The description mentioned “sanctity of life,” so I figured it for a church anti-abortion bit. It is, but it’s a bit more than that.
At first, I actually had a hard time determining if it was him. He’s gained a bit of weight in his face, he’s sporting a goatee and it appears he’s dying his hair jet black. Also, his voice is different. It was odd because I’d look at him talking on the recording and be sure it was him, and then I’d look back and have second thoughts. Anyway, it is him, the timeline fits, the location matches and he mentions his wife by name.
So the video is anti-abortion but specifically about the ONE, TWO, THREE abortions he pushed his high school girlfriends into!
Three?!?! Three?!?!
Now, this guy was no Lothario. It means nothing these days, but on the high school social ladder I wouldn’t hesitate to place him one or two steps below me. Don’t get me wrong I was nothing special, but besides being a Dungeons and Dragons playing comic reading geek, I played football and was captain of the wrestling team. He was a Dungeons and Dragons playing geek and a band geek. Although, he did begin running track his junior or senior year, not with any great success but it did keep him active which is good.
Now, I had always suspected that he had impregnated his first girlfriend during his junior year of high school. The girlfriend’s sister and her sister’s boyfriend hated him more than normal. (Of course, part of that was that he was three or four years her senior, but there was always a little extra spite in their eyes.)
Without a doubt the second and third abortions took place when he was dating his second girlfriend. It was probably his junior year and once again she was three or four years his junior and very immature.
Although I hung out with him all the time, I probably only met her two or three times. The first time, he invited another friend and I to her birthday party. We didn’t stay long as it was like going to a party for little girls three or four years younger than us. (Now three or four years isn’t that big of a deal once you’re over 25, but at 17 that means she’s 14 or 13 and the maturity gap is huge.) After that, I always got the feeling that he was embarrassed by her so he kept the two relationships separate.
I was pretty sure that he was diddling her. For one thing, he told me that sometimes he stayed the night at her house, and for another, it seemed that he could get both these early girlfriends to do anything he wanted them to. Just the way he talked about them made me think that he had them eating out of his hand. He was, after all, the cooler older guy.
He’s now a husband, the father of several girls and a man of the church; which is another thing I never saw coming. I hope he’s well, but damn three! And while I knew him! Or maybe, I never really did.
Like everyone else (but me) he’s on Facebook but there was also something else, a video mentioned on a few sites done in cooperation with his church and posted earlier this year. The description mentioned “sanctity of life,” so I figured it for a church anti-abortion bit. It is, but it’s a bit more than that.
At first, I actually had a hard time determining if it was him. He’s gained a bit of weight in his face, he’s sporting a goatee and it appears he’s dying his hair jet black. Also, his voice is different. It was odd because I’d look at him talking on the recording and be sure it was him, and then I’d look back and have second thoughts. Anyway, it is him, the timeline fits, the location matches and he mentions his wife by name.
So the video is anti-abortion but specifically about the ONE, TWO, THREE abortions he pushed his high school girlfriends into!
Three?!?! Three?!?!
Now, this guy was no Lothario. It means nothing these days, but on the high school social ladder I wouldn’t hesitate to place him one or two steps below me. Don’t get me wrong I was nothing special, but besides being a Dungeons and Dragons playing comic reading geek, I played football and was captain of the wrestling team. He was a Dungeons and Dragons playing geek and a band geek. Although, he did begin running track his junior or senior year, not with any great success but it did keep him active which is good.
Now, I had always suspected that he had impregnated his first girlfriend during his junior year of high school. The girlfriend’s sister and her sister’s boyfriend hated him more than normal. (Of course, part of that was that he was three or four years her senior, but there was always a little extra spite in their eyes.)
Without a doubt the second and third abortions took place when he was dating his second girlfriend. It was probably his junior year and once again she was three or four years his junior and very immature.
Although I hung out with him all the time, I probably only met her two or three times. The first time, he invited another friend and I to her birthday party. We didn’t stay long as it was like going to a party for little girls three or four years younger than us. (Now three or four years isn’t that big of a deal once you’re over 25, but at 17 that means she’s 14 or 13 and the maturity gap is huge.) After that, I always got the feeling that he was embarrassed by her so he kept the two relationships separate.
I was pretty sure that he was diddling her. For one thing, he told me that sometimes he stayed the night at her house, and for another, it seemed that he could get both these early girlfriends to do anything he wanted them to. Just the way he talked about them made me think that he had them eating out of his hand. He was, after all, the cooler older guy.
He’s now a husband, the father of several girls and a man of the church; which is another thing I never saw coming. I hope he’s well, but damn three! And while I knew him! Or maybe, I never really did.
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Fucking animals
I was listening to the radio this morning and heard a news story about Egyptian Muslims who upon hearing that a local Muslim girl had been caught with a Christian boy decided she should be put to death. When her father refused, they killed him and then went and burned down the local Catholic church. This of course led to more bloodshed and has both sides calling for revenge.
My first thought upon hearing this was, “What a bunch of fucking animals.”
This sentiment was not only aimed at Muslims but at the Middle East in general. I’m not usually one to damn the many for the actions of the few and I fully realize that to do so is wrong, but that was honestly the first thing that came to mind.
I guess I’ve succumbed to Muslim violence overload that media is bombarding me with. It’s all too much. All the tails of inhuman violence taking place in the Middle East, and parts of Africa and Asia dominated mainly by Islam has broken me down.
With this in mind I went to work and came across a news story about an 11-year-old girl who was gang raped by upwards of 15 men and boys in a small town outside of Houston Texas . It seems that many of the people in the town are blaming the girl for being a harlot. Ughh, again my reaction was, “What a bunch of freaking animals.”
This time the sentiment was not only aimed at the people who were involved but at small town Texas inhabitants in general. Again, I know it’s wrong but Sweet Freaking Beejeezuz people, what the fuck is wrong with you?
It’s not Muslims or small town hicks, it’s everyone, they’re all animals. At least 50 percent of the people in the world are animals. You have to assume that everyone you meet is an animal until they prove otherwise.
BEWARE!!
My first thought upon hearing this was, “What a bunch of fucking animals.”
This sentiment was not only aimed at Muslims but at the Middle East in general. I’m not usually one to damn the many for the actions of the few and I fully realize that to do so is wrong, but that was honestly the first thing that came to mind.
I guess I’ve succumbed to Muslim violence overload that media is bombarding me with. It’s all too much. All the tails of inhuman violence taking place in the Middle East, and parts of Africa and Asia dominated mainly by Islam has broken me down.
With this in mind I went to work and came across a news story about an 11-year-old girl who was gang raped by upwards of 15 men and boys in a small town outside of Houston Texas . It seems that many of the people in the town are blaming the girl for being a harlot. Ughh, again my reaction was, “What a bunch of freaking animals.”
This time the sentiment was not only aimed at the people who were involved but at small town Texas inhabitants in general. Again, I know it’s wrong but Sweet Freaking Beejeezuz people, what the fuck is wrong with you?
It’s not Muslims or small town hicks, it’s everyone, they’re all animals. At least 50 percent of the people in the world are animals. You have to assume that everyone you meet is an animal until they prove otherwise.
BEWARE!!
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