September 11th

May those who perished in the terror attacks of September 11th, 2001 R.I.P...


Thousands of precious lives and loved ones were lost on this day due to the disgusting hatred of a certain group of individuals.


May we never forget one of the most terrifying days in American history.


Peace and love to you all.

Uncommon Kindness

You know, believe it or not a lot of people think I'm nothing more than a raging asshole. Never would have guessed it right? I mean, this blog certainly isn't evidence of anything attributed to that...


While it may be true that I can be a jerk in certain situations, I do actually have a heart and a kind one at that. Not everyone will see it though. It's usually a random stranger or someone I'm particularly close to. I don't show love for everyone because I don't love everyone I meet, and I don't feel like I have to in order to be a good person. I have a small circle of people who I desire to be especially good to and I live contently with that. 


I thought of a quote yesterday while talking to two people who are very dear to me, and that quote is: "I have a big heart for people who are willing to find it.". I will be polite to strangers and to those who seem in need even if I don't know them well, but my greatest compassion still lies with the people who care about me the most. There are few things that really bring warmth to my heart but making someone happy and brightening their day is definitely one of them. 


I have nothing to prove to anyone. If I do something it's because I want to. I love being generous and it's a thread of happiness that I hold on to tightly. I could list the kind things I have done for people but it what meaning would that have? I'm not trying to earn a score here, I'm just trying to prove a point. 


This entry is basically a reminder to go out and be caring to people who deserve it. If you are compassionate to others it will reward you in so many ways. With all the madness and negativity in the world we shouldn't forget the people who love us and the people who just need someone to be there, even if only for a moment. Sure, it sounds strange that this is coming from the writer of a blog like A Ranting Matter but underneath it all is a girl who holds generosity as a close value. 


So do something nice for someone today. Let the people closest to you in your life know that you love them. Show someone how much they mean to you. Someone might be feeling terrible right now and your act of kindness is the thing that pulls them through the day. If the thought of that doesn't make you feel a bit better inside, I don't know what will. 


There is always a time to be loving and we should take the chance whenever possible. You never know when someone will leave or become distant.


Be good to others for their fulfillment as you would be good to yourself. 


Peace.

My Birthday

Turning 17 today. The joy is oh-so overwhelming. 


LOL JK


But uhh I dunno. I think birthdays stopped being special after I turned 14 >_> Still, I guess I shall acknowledge it as a day where people can pay more attention to me than they normally would.


FFFF DAMMIT I NEED TO STOP BEING SO NEGATIVE


I'M HAPPY TO BE ALIVE. I LOVE THE FEW TRUE FRIENDS I HAVE. I LOVE MYSELF. I LOVE MY FAMILY. I LOVE MY HAMSTER AND MY LIZARD. I LOVE WHOEVER ACTUALLY READS THIS CRAPPY BLOG.


HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME BITCHES!

DON'T BUY FROM PETSMART/PETCO!!!!

Just kidding :D

Lately I've re-discovered PETA-Freaks and their antics on the web, particularly on Youtube. I'm not saying that all PETA people are insane, but a lot of them seem to be. They usually turn out to be as uneducated as they sound, and I'm torn between laughing at them or pelting them with dead hamsters. Either way, I eventually get into an angry rant.

If you don't know the details, certain PETA members and other animal rights activists like to post their idiotic opinions on Youtube along with their undercover "investigations". Most of these people are misinformed, butthurt, ignorant, or all of the above. Today I found plenty of videos and comments hating on major pet stores and how they treat their animals, along with their complaints against average pet-owners.

Anything you do in your video is abuse (according to their logic). Holding it wrong? Abuse. Minor problem with the cage? Abuse. They WILL find an excuse to criticize whatever you're doing. 

But back to the pet store thing. Here are the most frequent complaints and my responses:

Family-owned stores are better than big pet stores! Everyone should buy from them instead!
From my experience with certain local pet stores, they aren't all that wonderful. You can find a few that are pretty good, but for the most part there are going to be some issues. Sometimes local stores don't have appropriate housing. Sometimes they don't have ways to treat sick animals or they don't have all the right equipment to care for all the animals. I've seen some awful pet stores, trust me. At big businesses like Petco and Petsmart they can afford to have the right housing, equipment, medication, etc. I've never had an issue with an animal I've bought from Petsmart. I have a bearded dragon from Petsmart and a hamster from a local pet store. They're both within the same level of quality when it comes to animals.



Breeders are always the best choice for every animal!
Not always you simple-minded idiots. My mom got a leopard gecko from a breeder and it was severely malnourished and died within the month. After that she went to Petsmart and bought a new gecko and guess what? That thing has been living happily for MONTHS. Besides, I can't find a convenient breeder for EVERY animal. When I was looking for hamsters did you honestly expect me to hunt down a breeder in my state just so that I MAY or MAY NOT get a good animal? Hell no. I went to the friggin' pet store and looked at the little rodents and picked one out. 


Petsmart and Petco employees lie to their costumers!
I have been to several of their stores and not once have I been lied to about an animal. They made sure I had EVERYTHING I needed to care for that animal and answered all of my questions. Just because their statement isn't the shit that you read on Wikipedia doesn't mean that they're wrong dumbass.


I bought an animal from a big pet store and it died!
Bitch, maybe you weren't caring for it right. And guess what? In EVERY lot of animals there is going to be a bad one. Maybe you got the bad one. Maybe you didn't feed it everyday. Maybe you were too busy making shitty youtube videos to give it the care it needed. Who knows?


Animals get sick and die at those big pet stores!
Animals get sick and die at EVERY pets store EVERYWHERE. But from what I know from the stores, they usually send sick animals to the vet so that they can make a full recovery. Sometimes animals come out alright. Sometimes they don't. It isn't always the store's fault. It's called mother nature.


PETA has all sorts of videos showing how they abuse their animals!
It's called propaganda. They will show the worst of the worst and say that it applies to each and every store out there. Sure, some of the mills ARE bad but you can't save every damn animal. Besides, it's not like PETA doesn't edit/clip their videos to make things seem even worse than they are. God forbid an employee uttered a joke about animal mistreatment or else that would be on their Youtube page too.


BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT BUT!!!!
If you don't like those places then fine, but don't go to your idiotic lengths to cause harm to those stores. Just keep your damn mouth closed and buy an animal wherever you frikkin' please. Now I'm going to go tend to my PERFECTLY HAPPY AND HEALTHY bearded dragon from PET'SMART.

I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY

http://www.youtube.com/user/luanlegacy#p/u/1/b84eimPNqnM

I agree with SO MUCH of what this guy says. I know quite a few people who could learn a thing or two from his videos. WATCH. LAUGH. SUBSCRIBE.

 

The Joys of Summer

Wow haven't updated this crap in a long time.

Not much has been happening on my end aside of my new hobby of servicing/shooting firearms (In my eyes Cars, Guitars, and Guns are works of art, not to mention epicly badass) and working on graphic design projects. 

In other news, I haven't touched or even looked at the 3 summer assignments that I have. Sometimes I feel like I miss school but then I realize that's just the lonely sod in me kicking in. Oh lol. On that note, I just remembered that when I get back to school I'll have to deal with everyone talking about how kickass their summer was. Oh I can't freakin' wait. Every teacher is going to ask about it and I'll have to listen to constant boasting all around. What did I do this summer? I burned my eyes to the core looking at this damn computer screen, that's what. 


I don't know what else to really explain. I guess I can throw up some memes I made when I got bored. Screw it, here ya go:

P.S. My birthday is on July 13th. Remember it dammit.

BOYZ R SO LYK DUMB!!!!!!! [A Ranting Matter]

Happy Friday guys.

So I could probably go on to make hundreds of blogs about the stupid shit that some idiotic women post on the internet, but one little "Myspace Chain Story" I found let's me hit several different points that I'd like to make. I wasn't sure how to break this down but I figured I'd just post the original little "story" and just leave my comments along the way. The original chain message will be in blue text while my incredibly frustrated replies will be in [red text with brackets].

Let's go along then shall we? Here it is:


Girl: Hey

Boy: Hey

GIrl: can i tell you something?

Boy: What?

Girl: I really like you. And I... I think I'm falling in love with you.

Boy: Ok...

Girl: What do you mean 'ok'?

Boy: I don't like you like that...

Girl: Why not?

Boy: I can't tell you... maybe another time...

From then on, the girl kept asking the boy 'Why not?' whenever she saw him, and
he kept answering the same answer of 'I'll tell you later.' Finally the girl got
fed up.

[Of course she didn't leave the fucking guy alone. Typical. When a guy says he doesn't like you, pestering the ever-loving shit out of him isn't going to change his mind. It will most likely make him want to punch you in the teeth for not taking a hint and buzzing off. But remember people, the girl is supposed to be the hero in this bullshit tale so let's see what else she does...]

Girl: I'm tired of this! Tell me why you don't like me!

[Oh dear God. I knew from the start this chick was an annoying bitch. I'm starting to wonder whether this was actually an early draft of something Stephanie Myer wrote. *sigh* Again, pouting like a little 11-year-old may make other mindless girls feel sorry for her, but not me. THE GUY DOESN'T LIKE YOU. GIVE UP. GET A FUCKING LIFE DUMBASS.]


Boy: Do you really wanna know why?

Girl: Yes!

Boy: It's because you're uglier than ****! What's the point of going out with someone when they're not pretty?!

Girl: But... I...

Boy: Just shut up and leave me alone! 

[AAAAAAHHHAHAHAHAAAA! BURNED! Shouldn't have kept bothering him you dumbass, then maybe he wouldn't have snapped. ] 

The boy leaves and the girl is sitting there alone, crying her heart out. Then her cell phone rings.

Girl: Hello?

Mom: Sweetheart? I want you to go home, ok? I'll be home from work in a few hours.

Girl: Alright Mom.

Mom: I love you.

Girl: I love you too, Mom.

Mom: Bye Bye.

Girl: Bye

The girl heads home and once she got there, she went in the bathroom and looked
at herself in the mirror.

Girl: I'm not pretty enough... 

[He denied you for weeks. He told you to your FACE he didn't like you. He told you you were an ugly bitch. And you are STILL OBSESSING OVER WHAT THIS GUY THINKS. Cry harder emo girl, your low self-esteem is more hilarious than heart-breaking.] 


She set to work, knowing fully well what she was going to do. 2 hours later, her
Mom came home and heard the bath water running. She went upstairs to find the
hallway flooded so she knocked on the door. 

[Aside of the whole flooding thing, I assumed that the girl had gone through all this trouble giving herself a makeover. You know, makeup, new clothes, new hairstyle? Or she could've taken the alternate route where she just said "lolwtfever" and went along with her pathetic life not giving a shit.] 

Mom: Honey? Are you alright?

She opened the door and was shocked at the site. The bath was overflowing onto
the floor, and the water was tinted red. She walked over to see what was inside
and screamed. There, her little girl was lying with cuts all over her face and
wrists. Her Mom backed away and was going to run to call the police when
something caught her eye. On the mirror were these words written in blood: 'Am I pretty enough now?' 

[Should have fucking known this was going to take the emo tragedy route. OH GOD I FEEL SO SORRIEZ 4 HER CUZ SHE KILLDED HERSELF!!!!111 Are you fucking joking me? Let me get this shit straight--She MUTILATED HERSELF because some stupid guy didn't return her feelings and called her ugly? Am I supposed to feel...empowered as a woman because of this? Am I supposed to be like "YEAH BOYZ R DOUCHEBAGZ!!!!"? What a lovely way to promote self harm kids. Truly. I've been denied by guys too. You get the fuck over it and move on. End of story.]

 No one deserves to be told that by someone they love.


[They do if they're an irritating delusional bitch who obviously can't take "no" for an answer.]

A person's appearance doesn't count. What counts is their heart inside of them and their personality. No one wants to be told they're not good enough. 

[Maybe the guy just didn't fucking LIKE HER? She obviously had some serious issues so it's pretty understandable. Girls, don't ASSUME THE FUCK OUT OF EVERY SITUATION. Some people won't like you and some will. Don't over-analyze it and don't go all suicidal over it. This girl wasn't even in "love". She had a crush and/or was severely cockhungry. Just gtfo with this shit.]

I think I should just start writing my own Myspace/Facebook chain letters. Sadly, I don't think many people would like them. For example, here's one I would write now:

Girl: Hi

Boy: Sup

Girl: So umm...I kinda like you and maybe even...love you.

Boy: Uh, I only have you in like two class periods. We've talked like three times this year...

Girl: So, you don't love me back?

Boy: Well...no.

Girl: Oh...okay....

For the next few weeks the girl asked the boy ever single day why he didn't like her. She was overcome with sadness and depression and didn't know what to do. The boy, meanwhile, found himself agitated beyond belief and wanting nothing more than to rip out the girl's throat and never hear her shrill whiny voice again. He knew the next time she asked that he would snap.

Girl: WHY DON'T YOU LIKKEE MEEEEE????!!! ALL I EVER DO IS LOVE YOU AND YOU WON'T TELL ME WHYYY YOU CAN'T LOVE ME TOOOOO!!!!!!11111

Boy: BECAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING DUMB UGLY ASS ANNOYING COCKSUCKING FAT WHORE WHO IS SO STUPID AND IDIOTIC THAT HER SELF ESTEEM RELIES ON A GUY SHE BARELY KNOWS. WHAT'S THE POINT OF GOING OUT WITH SOMEONE WHEN THEY'RE NOT A SENSIBLE HUMAN BEING?

The girl burst into tears and the boy walked away without giving two shits. Later that night the girl decided to be selfish towards her loving family and instead of getting over the situation she jumped off of a bridge. The family gave their attention to her less retarded sister. The world was a slightly better place. 

Send this to 10 people and you will be rewarded with the knowledge that you are a half-decent human being.

----

Peace out guys, comment if you'd like!

Best Mom In The World [A Ranting Matter]

So recently I got around to reading this news article: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/06/09/human-barbie-boob-job-voucher_n_873705.html

In case you don't feel like wasting all of your precious energy to click on the link, it's basically about how Sarah Burge (a.k.a. the "Human Barbie Doll" woman who spent over $800,000 on plastic surgery) got her 7-year-old daughter what every mother gives their young child for their birthday: A voucher to get breast implants once she's 16. 

...

Are you fucking joking me?

 Don't mind me I'm just ruining my daughter's self-esteem lol.

Usually little girls get dolls or clothes or stuffed animals...not TITS. 

Wow mom! You're the best!

 

But what do you expect from the woman who is so insecure and delusional she's reduced herself to 10% human flesh and 90% silicon? I feel really bad for that poor child. I think her mother has been pumped with so much botox and plastic that it's killed a majority of her brain cells, and I'm assuming she didn't have that many to begin with.
Apparently this...creature's daughter begged her to get a boob job because quote: "I can't wait to be like Mummy with big boobs. They're pretty."
Fucking. Wow.
This woman has to be legally retarded. She already turns me off with all the shitty plastic surgery she's had done. One or two surgeries don't irk me as much, but this lady is the queen of over-indulgence (or Mindless Self Indulgence, if I want to throw a band reference in there). It amazes me how insecure you have to be to spend that much money on plastic surgery, not to mention pushing your fucked up ideals back on your kid. Why not set a good example and say, donate the money to charity? But of course, why feed thousands of hungry kids when you can get a new pair of headlights?

Starving kids? Yeah that's sad...but don't my boobs look great now?

As a beholder of beauty, I don't even like the way plastic surgeries come out most of the time. On girls and guys, I prefer natural looks. Besides, for a woman who spent over half a million bucks on surgeries she doesn't even look that good. Honestly, look at this bullshit:

I wouldn't even hit that with my car. She's disproportional and just...gross in my opinion. The most beautiful people I've ever seen were just blessed with natural beauty. This lady is trying too hard to be gorgeous and she's failing miserably in the process. We're all insecure about something whether we'd like to admit it or not. Even if I had the money to do so I wouldn't let a plastic surgeon near any of my physical "imperfections". This crazy person probably has her plastic surgeon on fuckin' speed dial. Her body would probably report her to the authorities for physical abuse if it could.

I know that some people get plastic surgery because of an accident that left them disfigured or something understandable like that, but when you're just a rich guy/girl who is obsessed with physical appearance then you need to get your mind in check. Most of the time they were fine before all the surgeries, but some people take the "lol i kno u think im pretty but i still think im ugilay" mindset to the extreme.  But whaddaya know, the world is full of fucked up people.

I'm out guys. Stay yourselves. 

The Peaceful Moments

Oh Jesus, this is terrible.
I'm so at peace with the world I can't even muster up enough rage to squeeze out another Ranting Matter blog. What is this blasphemy?
But I suppose since I feel this way, I could write something...positive.

*deep breath*

I guess I'll share a few things that could add a bit more peace and calm to your weary heads. Surprisingly, the ones I'm going to provide aren't violent or malicious at all. They actually sound like some crap you'd see on an AOL article titled: "Stressed? __ Ways To Relieve It Instantly". 

 

Don't forget the stock image of someone enjoying life more than you.

But yeah, let's just get this out of the way.

1. Light Some Candles

A lot of them. In a safe place, preferably. I personally LOVE CANDLES DAMMIT. I love fire and things that smell good, and when they're put together into waxy goodness it's just hard to resist. My room always smells amazing. Why? Because I always have a few candles lit. Luckily enough for me, all the free-roaming animals in the house pretty much despise me so I don't have to worry about them running into my room and knocking stuff over. Anyway, the smell of the candles and the flickering light they produce can have a calming effect on the brain. If you turn the lights off you can also have the wonderful experience of living by candlelight. I like to paint by candlelight, because it makes me feel like Leonardo Da Vinci or some shit.

   FUCK YEAH.

2. Take A Bath

I get it. This is literally on EVERY list that has to do with making yourself calm/happy/stress-free, but that's because it's true. Pretend you're a mermaid, cry your eyes out, have a bubble bath, I don't really care, just be in the freakin' bathtub while you're at it. You'll feel cleaner afterwards and there's nothing like feeling fresh. Truly. Listen to any rap song if you don't trust me.

3. Go For A Walk During The Day

You do know that there's a world outside of your house right? You know, where animals and other human beings live? Nature and all the crap? It's pretty cool, and it beats sitting inside all day. Go take a nice walk and take your iPod with you if you want. Just get out of the house and around your neighborhood. And I know I'm going to sound like some douchebag from a 1970's safety TV program, but be safe out there. Maybe it's just because I'm paranoid as a mofo when it comes to getting kidnapped, but I like to be smart when I go out alone (keep a cell on me, know where I am, being aware of my surroundings, etc.). 

4. Sit Outside During The Night

I like to sit on my porch at night sometimes and let my senses take me away. There's something about the atmosphere at night...the stars, the trees, the air. I like to listen to everything around me, and it may be something you would enjoy too. Unless you live in the ghetto or something, where the only ambiance you have are people screaming and/or sirens and gunshots. But if you live in the country or suburbs it's especially peaceful outside at night. Be careful if you're a bit skittish like I am. When I'm out at night and I hear a weird noise, I immediately assume I'm going to get killed. As hilarious as it is to others, to me it can be a bit distracting from my relaxing experience. By the way, don't EVER go out at night after you've watched a horror movie or played a scary video game. If you are like me, you WILL assume that every sound/sight/feeling is your impending doom. 

5. Give Yourself A Comfortable Environment

In harsher terms: Clean your living space dammit. I've grown to be a very clean and organized person, and I feel much better when I'm in places that are arranged to my liking. Make your bed, re-decorate your room, get rid of some clutter, anything! You'll feel better and it will give you something to do aside of moping around.

6. Read

[Insert elaboration here].

So those are my six ways, I hope they help out a little.

To close the blog, I want to just add on this little thing that I just found. As some of you may know, I practice Buddhism and my mother is also a Buddhist. Our religion centers around finding peace within yourself and with others in the most positive way possible. I also like to study many other religions and I recently found an interesting article about Buddhism here: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/05/17/scientist-inspired-by-dal_n_577601.html

But what I wanted to make a note of was this part that reminded me of one of the reasons that I love Buddhism so much:

"Davidson said the Dalai Lama's commitment to science is remarkable for a religious leader of his stature, and notes that the Dalai Lama has said he is prepared to give up any part of Buddhism that is contradicted by scientific fact."

Uh, awesome? How many other major religions are so open to science like that? Not many. So yeah, being a science nerd I thought it was really cool that the religion is boss like that. Speaking of Buddhism, engaging in meditation and other Buddhist practices can be a really good stress-reliever as well. ;P

Peace!

Just An Update

I'm alive kiddies, just not blogging much as of late. Even the most plain of lives can become distracting I suppose.

Right now I'm listening to "Judas" by Lady Gaga and getting a hell of a lot of inspiration but of course--no motivation. Oh joy.

I've recently found out a curious little thing and I'm rather convinced now that we're all born in the wrong place, meant to go out and find our paths elsewhere. I don't think we were made to stay in one location. But how do you get out? Where do you go? Well, that's the deep philosophical shit you gotta figure out on your own kid.

Adios.

CANADA ROCKS

Right now I'm excited and pissed all at the same time.

Excited because I just found a cavalcade of AWESOMENESS.

And pissed because NOBODY EVER TOLD ME ABOUT IT.

So what the hell am I talking about anyway? Canadian. Music. No, I'm not referring to some weird folk music associated with whatever traditions spawn from that country. I'm talking about REAL MODERN DAY SHIT. Canada has some kickass bands and singers, and I'm about to share it with you lucky bastards. If you don't feel like reading the rest of this shitty blog, I've kindly put the names of the people you should look up in bold so that you can copypasta that shit into Youtube.

First girl I ran into was Shiloh. I was hooked onto her after hearing "Can't Hold On". If you like punk rocker chicks, she's for you. She's like the young Avril Lavigne (You know, back in her good days). Definitely look her up.

Next up was Theory of a Deadman. As soon as I saw their fuckin' name I knew they were going to be awesome. Turn out, they're fucking awesome. If you dig bands like Nickelback or Hinder or Buck Cherry, you're gonna love these guys. Rock and Roll bitches.

Next guys I found were Marianas Trench. They're a pop rock band, and pretty much run under the same formula that America's pop rock and punk bands do. Nonetheless, their tunes are catchy and fun to listen to. Check them out for sure.

Hedley was another band I found, but I swear I'd heard their song "Perfect" somewhere...Ah well, they kick ass too. I could easily listen to their stuff all day. They're a pop rock band as well.

Faber Drive brings more great music to the Alternative Rock genre. You'll be going crazy for these guys as well, and I can't help but sit and wonder WHY I DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT ANY OF THESE BANDS BEFORE????!!!!

Ahem.

Ten Second Epic. They're cool too and JESUS CHRIST THERE ARE SO MANY BANDS. 

IT'S LIKE

IT'S LIKE

I FOUND ANOTHER COUNTRY OR SOME SHIT

.____.

Fuck it I'll just make a list from here on.

LIGHTS
Stereos  
The Latency
Cinder Road
Suzie McNeil
Danny Fernandes
Neverest

If I find more, I'll add em and put a little * by it.
But for now, let's wrap this up with a little THEORY OF A DEADMAAAANNNNN

 

Rambling Along

Orange Juice, a fan, a candle, and a copy of "Water for Elephants". These are the relaxing friends that keep me company at the moment. Sadly, they accompany me inside of a not-so-relaxing place; my house. If I could choose to be somewhere else it would be inside of a coffee shop. A quaint business where the employees know who I am and what I want to drink. Glasses on, a book poised in my hands and the tinkling of dishes in my ear...That would be lovely.

But of course, I won't be inside of a dreamy coffee shop living my fanciful fantasy anytime soon. So I'll just sit here, reading and craving those wonderfully sweet-and-spicy peperoncinis (or Greek Peppers, if you're not fancy like me). 

At this point, I've gone brain-dead. I felt all insightful and intelligent while reading but then I just lose it. I should just try to release some anxiety about it.

LKSAJDLKJSADOWQIJKDFLDSNJJAKSJDLKJASDKJAWOIREJQWJEIODIASOIDA:I

Finger seizure. Works every time.

I took a short break from reading my great novel to research more about Chimerism in humans. Chimerism is a genetic defect where two embryos fuse together and go on to develop a person who has two different genetic make-ups in one body. Basically, a human chimera is someone who carries the DNA of two different people. What's creepy is that this "other person" could have been a twin or sibling who passed away in the womb, and you absorbed their DNA. Your dead sister could be living inside of you...watching...waiting... 

So in actuality, maybe I'm not a pessimistic douche. Perhaps I was once the sweetest and quietest little girl you'd ever met, but then my bastard ass evil twin started screwing with my DNA and made me into the stupid jerk I am today. Huh...I'll just use that as an excuse from now on.

What's that? I made a racist remark about you? No good sir, you've got it all wrong! It was my sister you see, her evil genetic soul inhabits my body and has a thing against black folks. No biggie.

...I see it working perfectly.

I don't think that Chimerism has anything to technically do with your mind itself (that's more MPD) but it sounds cooler to think of it that way. But I wonder...Being half black and half white myself, maybe I truly do have two racial sides. People like to equate my positive aspects with my white side and my negative ones with my black side (which is pretty racist when you think about it). Which, I still don't understand. When I get angry, I don't act like a black woman and start squabbling grammar-less nonsense. If anything, I'm a pissy cynical white guy when I'm angry. When I'm happy I don't really see a race in that. I'm just happy. But who knows, I may or may not be part of a dead black and/or white sister. 

I can feel the unsettling thoughts.

Since we're already on a disturbing topic, I might as well mention Alien Hand Syndrome. Yeah, I get it. "Wtf do you be reading Michelle?". I read often dammit, don't question what I happen to come across.

Anyway, AHS (Alien Hand Syndrome) is where a person's hand seems to act independently of its owner. For example, your hand could randomly grab things and throw them across the room without you having any control over it. So let's hope that your hand doesn't have a sense of humor anything like myself, because if I was a hand I would totally flip off that burly truck driver who just passed and then laugh in my hand-brain while you get your ass beat.

So yeah, people with this have had their hands do crazy shit. Your hand can even attack you. I really feel sorry for people with this syndrome, because that honestly has to suck. Imagine driving and your dickheaded hand decides to swerve your car the other way. Or even imagine your hand reaching into your swimming trunks at the family pool party and pulling out your junk for the whole family to see.

Yep. AHS sucks. And your hand is forever a troll.

In other news, I'd like to get back to my reading now. I have two novels to finish reading and another one to write. That is, if my evil dead sister doesn't just go ahead and take control of my body and go on an angry dead-fetus rampage.

NAVY SEAAAAALLLLLLSSSSS!!!! [Osama Bin Laden: Eliminated]

Yesterday the Most Wanted Terrorist in the world, Osama Bin Laden, was killed by U.S. Navy SEAL's. The news struck a chord with people from many places but none more than the United States. After ten years of one long ass hide-and-go-seek game, we got the man we'd been searching for.

The elimination of Bin Laden is a great success, but it doesn't reverse the evils of what has already been done. While it is true that his death doesn't bring back the people who have died at the hand of him and his followers, I can't help but feel a swell of pride in the success of our capture. I'm proud of our military and intelligence agencies. I'm proud to be a part of this country. To be honest, I'm not celebrating the death of Bin Laden. I feel more pride and exuberance in another successful mission done by our military. I wish to acknowledge not the fact that Osama is dead, but the fact that we truly do have some amazing men and women out there working within our military.
 
The event sparked my interest once more in the work of our military. It reminded me that our soldiers perform dangerous and intricate tasks like these almost everyday in order to ensure the safety of our nation and of our allies. Not only that, but we perform such tasks in the most badass ways possible.

 

You know that shit you do in Call of Duty? Yeah, they do it in real life.

Honestly, reading about the way the Osama Search-and-Destroy mission went down sounds like something straight out of a movie or video game level. Here's how it played out basically:

Thanks to information collected by the CIA, NSA, and other American Intelligence agencies (as well as useful aid from Pakistan) we were able to pinpoint the location for our military team to strike. Careful planning and training for the operation went into place months prior to the actual assignment. On May 1st Obama gave the green light to execute the operation.

Cutscene over. Mission start.  

DEVGRU Navy SEAL's, with the support of Spec Ops Command and several aircraft, fast-roped down from two Black Hawk helicopters into the compound where Bin Laden was located. The SEAL's engaged in a firefight with Bin Laden's guards and successfully neutralized them. It was then time to search the building.

They cleared out every room and eventually found Osama on the third floor. One fatal head-shot later, the terrorist was dead. The SEAL's also killed one of his sons and two of his couriers, along with 22 other men (some who may or may not have been detained) and one innocent bystander. But the mission wasn't over yet.

The soldiers swept the compound for information, taking along any intelligence they could find for further examination. Once that was finished, they collected Osama's body and prepared for extraction. 

One team had to call in one of two backup helicopters in order to leave. Earlier on, one of their helicopters experienced mechanical difficulties and had to make an emergency landing. Upon leaving the mission site, the damaged helicopter was destroyed in order to protect classified equipment. Perhaps a flaw, but what would make a more kickass cutscene than our heroes flying off from a successful mission with an explosion in the background?

Nothing.

Oh, and did I mention that none of our men were seriously injured or killed?

Now proceed to listen to this:

 

The Royal Wedding

Hello people.

Yesterday I watched bits and pieces of the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate, but not the entire thing. What I saw though was very lovely. It was a truly beautiful ceremony in my opinion. Kate looked spectacular, William looked handsome, and together they glowed with love and promise.

Of course, there were people out there who thought the entire wedding was ridiculous. They complained of how much of a "waste" it was to spend all that money and make such a commotion over a silly wedding event.

Now weddings in America where an unimportant couple spends hundreds of thousands of dollars on everything seem silly to me, but I feel that a royal wedding in England that involves the future rulers of the country is something that has the right to be treated differently. I don't see Prince William and Kate having some shitty wedding in a rundown little chapel. The way I see it, the wedding was a day for people all over the world to come together and forget about the negativity. It was a day for happiness and celebration, to admire the beauty and love of a fairytale romance. The wedding warmed my heart and most likely warmed the heart of millions.

Anyway, I wish Kate and William a happy marriage. It was really refreshing to see such a lovely event :)

J. Crew Ad Gender Crisis! [A Ranting Matter]

A few days ago the conservative news world erupted with rage at a certain advertisement that appeared in a J. Crew Clothing Line catalog. The ad was treated like a crisis in America, making news reporters rant in anger and disbelief. Basically, a lot of people were unhappy.

But what could this controversial ad possibly be?! Could it be another vulgar ad that degrades women? Could it be an explicit article of some sort? Perhaps a crude shirt saying something like "The Holocaust Was Awesome!" even? Nope. Not even close.

Prepare yourself, for I dare to post the very ad on my own blog site. Behold the horror:

But--wait a second. Where's the awful material that is too horrible for any human mind to even withstand? Where's the disgusting wrongness in this image? 

DOST THOU NOT SEE? THE BOY'S TOENAILS ARE PAINTED IN PINK! 

...You don't see the horrible wrong in such a thing?

Good. Me neither. But apparently, Fox News does.

Since this "issue" came about Fox News has be criticizing J. Crew and the mother in this image (who is the founder of the company) for the following things:
-Promoting the idea of transgender children
-Promoting non-Christian values
-Promoting homosexuality in children
-Encouraging Americans to ignore gender identity rules
-Bringing psychological harm to those who view this ad
-Encouraging bad parenting

 

It's okay kid, there's plenty of pink nail polish in Hell! 

Are they fucking serious? What the hell is the big deal here? First of all, the boy is just a damn child. And he sure as hell isn't your child. So you have no right to tell this woman how or how not to be a parent in the first place just because of your twisted belief system.

Second: Do the people against this ad realize how amazingly idiotic they sound? In this article by "Dr." Keith Ablow he gives a harsh criticism of the ad and the mother, stating that images like that create a "gender identity crisis" in children. He even makes the accusation that the mother will need to get psychotherapy for her child just because of the event: 

"Yeah, well, it may be fun and games now, Jenna, but at least put some money aside for psychotherapy for the kid—and maybe a little for others who’ll be affected by your “innocent” pleasure." 

I sometimes wonder why some people were permitted out of the womb. 

Can a mother not have a fun-loving moment with her son? It's not like she was painting little red swastikas on his feet wile he wore an KKK hood dammit. But of course, he's a young boy. If he wasn't throwing a football or playing video games then he needs to gtfo.

Why does pink even have to be a color that's "just for girls"? I had no idea that colors started to determine who people were. I guess that wearing green makes me a leprechaun and wearing black makes me a goth amirite?

And what's with the people crying on about "psychological trauma" and the "promoting of transgender children"? What happened to a mother and her son being bored on a Sunday afternoon? Or maybe the kid was like "Hey mommy we should put on pink nail polish!" and his mom decided to go through with it and use it for the catalog. Trust me, I doubt he will have any emotional scars.

Keith Ablow (that douchebag from Fox News who wrote the linked article) also stated that painting your son's toenails pink was just as immoral and "unwise" as dressing your little girl up like a little slut.

Umm...pardon me professor but you see just as much wrong in this:

As this?!:

 Hmm...Not enough blush on the cheeks... 

I think there's a huge difference between little girls walking around in public with push-up bras and mini skirts and a little boy getting his nail painted during a fun evening.

If this is such a fuckin' tragedy then why don't you go ahead and go after all the girls who don't wear dresses? Why don't you have a field day at the news station when an ad comes up featuring a girl wearing boyish clothing and doing something other than shopping or texting? 

Don't you get it?

It doesn't matter. 

I grew up living a guy's life. I knew very well then that I was a girl and I have never had a serious desire to become a male at any point of my life. I simply live in a way that makes me happy. If that involves hunting and playing Search and Destroy on COD then so be it. If a guy likes to cook or do fashion or anything else that has been placed in the list of presumably "girly" things then so be it. It isn't going to screw with every developing person. What WILL screw with a young child is adhering them to a strict set of rules and having them grow up being taught gender stereotypes and silly expectations. What's that? You want to play with your sister's Barbie doll?

TO HELL WITH YOU!

 

We keep the nail polish in the back.  

There are tomboys, tomgirls, gays, transgenders, and transsexuals in the world. There have been throughout history and there always will be.

There are also nice afternoons where a mother has a sweet moment with her son.

Pull your head out of your ass before you speak next time, it helps prevent you from talking so much bullshit.