Quote of the Day

Donald Trump, champion and avatar of the shallow state, has won power because his supporters are threatened by what they don't understand, and what they don't understand is almost everything. Indeed, from evolution to data about our economy to the science of vaccines to the the threats we face in the world, they reject vast subjects rooted in fact in order to have reality conform to their worldviews. They don't dig for truth; they skim the media for anything that makes them feel better about themselves. To many of them, knowledge is not a useful tool but a cunning barrier elites have created to keep power form the average man and woman." ~ David Rothkopf, Professor of International Relations and Political Science

Me, Today

No energy today. Slept in until 10 a.m. Got up and mowed the front yard before it got too warm. Started laundry. Vegged in front of the computer/television the rest of the day. Fighting the urge to take a late-afternoon nap right now…

The Only Advantage…

…of being on the GOP/Trump Mailing List (because I actually responded and filled out their stupid surveys earlier this year) is that you get the most hilarious, pathetic money-begs, giving me real insight into what they think will appeal the Shitgibbon's base and successfully separate them from their money:

The only reason I haven't had my email removed from this nonsense is that I get to reply with the most wonderful graphics:

I know that no one will ever see these return emails, but it provides me a certain amount of satisfaction anyway.

The Stupid, It Burns

I watch a lot of home improvement shows, and believe me, I've seen a lot of stupid things, but this has to take the cake.

On Raise the Roof the contractor/host/actor/model/waiter was remodeling a study as part of the project and for some reason left the owner's couch in the room and then built a wall with a doorway too small to get it out. Yes. Seriously. And the idiot didn't even realize it until it was time to refinish the floors.

Their solution?

Yes. They hung it from the ceiling. OMFG. What are the owners going to do when they decide to move out, or just buy new furniture?

And then there was this

And what the fuck

If I didn't know better I'd think this was an episode of First Time Flippers…

Monday

At least the Korean peninsula isn't a radioactive wasteland this morning…

Red Hot to Asshole in 30 Seconds

Once upon a time I thought this guy (who I used to follow on Instagram) was hot. Very hot. Then I came across a post where he went off about how he's straight and put these sort of photos up there "for the ladies" but goddamnit! his pictures were "stolen" and now showing up on gay sites, and people are assuming that he's gay.

And it's just not fair!

Let me explain this, since obviously you sir, are an idiot. Once you put something on the internet, it can—and will—go everywhere. If you originally post sexy pictures of yourself on Instagram (or wherever), they will be shared and eventually find their way into the hands of gay men who for the most part don't give a shit about whether you're gay or straight in real life but will nonetheless fantasize about doing hundreds of unspeakable, mutually pleasurable things with you based on those photos—and will then pass said photos on ad infinatum. Deal with it, and consider yourself lucky that people find you attractive at all considering how—despite your good looks—what an awful, insecure person your childish rant has revealed you to be.

And frankly, with all your whining, "The lady doth protest too much, me thinks."

I Call Bullshit

So apparently now if you're a gay man and not sexually attracted to [black, brown, yellow, white…you fill in the blank] men, you're a racist.

Give me a fucking break.

To pull a line from one of the great gay films of the 80s, Parting Glances, "I mean, your dick knows what it likes. You reach puberty, you don't fucking decide what you like. You ask your dick. You say, 'Hey, Dick, what do you like?' and you go for it."

Listen…during my many years of adult life on this planet, I've slept with pretty much every color of the rainbow. Admittedly it was sometimes out of curiosity (since until that time I hadn't done it), and other times because the particular individual wanted me, but let's face it: we all have our particular kinks, preferences, and fetishes, and I'll be damned if going to be judged for it by some politically correct asshole.

And using this same type of reasoning the obvious question arises, are we sexist because we're gay and not sexually attracted to women?

 

Meh.

Sorry for the lack of real posts lately. I just haven't been feeling inspired. Between the shit show that is DC and the return of my regularly scheduled 4 am insomnia (a time when I should probably haul myself out of bed and write instead of just tossing and turning until I finally fall asleep fifteen minutes before my alarm goes off), I just can't, y'know?

Add to that I was voluntold for a little project at work last week. On one hand it's a nice change from the day-to-day drudgery of my job, but it's forced me to work with two techs—while pleasant and easy to work with—simply do not possess the depth of knowledge or motivation I thought they did. You don't know how to highlight an entire line in Excel? Seriously?

We've been pulled off our regular duties to finish up the stragglers of the PC refresh project that was actually started more than a year before I started work here. I have assumed the de facto lead role on this because it seems I'm the only one who has the logical mindset and desire to do the paperwork involved in getting all this equipment rolled out before June 1st.

Initially we were told there were about 180 outstanding devices. That number dropped to about half that when it was clarified that we would only be doing the central locations—four sites in downtown Phoenix. The number dropped even further when I took it upon myself to look up all the PCs and laptops on the master list and determined that probably thirty percent or so had either already been refreshed (and never updated in inventory) or sent to surplus for recycling.

I understand why my supervisor selected me; she said she'd gotten so much positive feedback from the customers on the computers I've been rolling out by myself over the past six months I was a logical choice. (My site is totally finished.) But the other two? They're the secondary techs at the sites with the greatest number of unrefreshed machines.

Let's Face It…

It's obvious that 45 is planning on looting the treasury and destroying as much of the United States as he can before the inevitable day comes (and it will) that Lady Liberty rises up and squarely brings her sandaled foot down upon his pathetic orange head.