Retards @ MindSay

Emmitt Smith

 

Deion Sanders

 

Roy Jones Jr.

 

Stephon Marbury

 

The first two were members of the Dallas Cowboys so it's not exactly shocking. I'm glad we no longer have to hear this: "Wait until the facts come out." "Innocent until proven guilty."

 

He was a shitty quarterback anyway.

First, a couple of definitions that you don't care about:

Political:  Relating to politics, especially party politics.

 

Correctness:  To be accurate.

 

The problem is that there is nothing at all correct (or accurate) about “political correctness” and there is everything political. 

 

We say “pro choice”  when we mean “pro abortion”. 

 

We say “family planning” when we really mean contraception or abortion.

 

We say “working class” when we really mean workers without a college education.

 

We say “special” when we really mean “slow” or “retarded” or “mentally incapacitated”.

 

We say “big and beautiful” when we just mean “big”.

 

We call fat kids “husky”.

 

We use “alternative lifestyle” when “strange” would be more accurate.

 

We are “friends with benefits” not sluts.

 

We are “progressive” not liberal.

 

We are “liberals” not socialists.

 

We are “environmentalists” not anti-capitalists.

 

We are . . .

 

Well, you get the point.

 

-- Quint

I used to love words.  I loved words when they had meaning.  But the meaning seems gone now.

You know, one of those weeks, totally caught up in work (blarg) and the cold, dark days dragging you down much like the artic wind...Soon enough, the sun will begin its' march higher in the sky, and the days will begin to gloriously lengthen again...

 

I've been in absolutely no Americanized Christmas-materialism frenzy mood this year. What I find so ridiculous about some of you "Christians" out there is how you think you are being nobel and wonderful by banning Santa Claus from your children (because he's an imaginary and probably pagan figure....right?), yet you'll engage wholeheartedly in gluttonous gift-giving, showering your kids with shitty plastic trinkets made in China by slave labor, filling their greedy little hands with crap they don't need, thus indoctrinating the next generation to rampant materialism that keeps our pointless culture afloat.

 

BUT HEY, I DON'T SUBJECT MY KIDS TO SANTA CLAUS *PATS SELF ON BACK*. Yes, but being with wings and devils underground and narrow minded biblical literalism is just fine!

 

People like that should be banned from having kids. And then they should be banned from living. I mean, seriously, can you honestly even look at yourself in the mirror when you walk around saying "BLTHHHH, I don't believe in evolution, it's only some lying secular scientific theory....The thing i believe about biblical literalism is much more plausible!" DOHHHHKAY. Any kid not subjected to your Nazi brainwashing would see how imperfect the human body really is, and if you want to believe in Intelligent Design, then you damn well better accept the fact that your God is a mental RETARD and Jesus was really his illegitimate child who had down syndrome and got killed for being a complete lunatic 2000 years ago.(mindspew )

 

Whatever. Whatever fantasy land you need to concoct in order to divorce yourself from reality and the unsustainable path our country runs upon. That's simply the crux of it - it's a distraction to your own destructive ends. Go to Church, preach your shit, dellude yourself into thinking you'll be saved some point after death. YAY! Reponsiblity avoided for this life! I can't wait to die!

 

I can't wait until you die either.

 

I still got that same feeling... I'm hoping it'll go away or I can fix it somehow. Life isn't always about being fixed right? Sometimes being broken is just as rewarding. Depends on how you look at it I suppose.

Let's see here, my day? Well. First on the list was Government. Briggs was there, and that was about the only thing keeping me from being myself. If you don't know me, Then when i'm around people I don't hang out with I get extremely quiet. Your lucky if I ask you a question, or answer one you ask me. Just the way I am. I guess having a lot of fucking morons in that class doesn't help at all, And that one bitch I fucking hate is in there. We all know who it is.

Next on the list was Japanese 3. Fuck me running, That's all I can say. I hate underclassmen sometimes just because they are so fucking immature and think stupid things are funny and need to laugh their fucking head off. **Sigh** I'm thinking maybe my animosity towards humanity isn't good for me, but you can be the judge of that.

Lunch time. Thank god. Me and Cheshire pulled out Dukes style and went to Wendy's and got some food then came back for my only good class.

Music Theory!! What a fun class this is going to be, Not a lot of morons in here because only people with an interest in music would take it, meaning, the only thing I have to deal with is one punk/emo poser kid who thinks he's fucking sweet cause he has himself a horrible band. I'm a dick, I know. However, me and Cheshire are gonna have a fucking blast in there.

Now on the the Coupe de Grace, English 5 with an alright teacher it seems. However, I apparently have to sit next to some muscle fucks and gangster retards that shouldn't even be in school, We should just blow their fucking brains out right now.

End of school. Dunkin' Donuts for a bit then we depart, we probably won't get together much untill the weekends or the next break. Just the way school is. Seems to send everyone to a level of friendship that is very very basic, you see them at school and that is all. Only the ones you hang out with on the weekend seem to be your true friends. That's just the way things go I guess.

I'm still nervous about where to go to college. I kind of know where I wanna go, but I want to get the best fucking education possible. I don't want to live life as a father who goes to work 5 days out of the week for 8 hours. I want the kind of job where I get flexiblity, so I can be with my kids. I know that kind of job only comes with education and experience, So I guess I gotta start now.

So that was my fucking day, How about some comments people? Do I always have to write a long and deep post for some comments. If so. I'll do it later tonight.