It's Rant Day!Submitted by DaBeast at 2014-03-10 17:46:57 EDT
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I'm thinking about aliens. Not the kind from across an imaginary border. The kind from space. The final frontier and all that jazz. I'm thinking that I hope they're as far from human as it's possible to get. I think about our track record with indigenous peoples that we found in various locales and how we proceeded to systematically screw them so far into the ground that daylight became myth. We, the invaders became We, the Aggressors (a.k.a. We, the Assholes). We've evolved on being able to drub weaker souls into the dirt. We are, all of us, as a collective, descended from History's Biggest Assholes. Hi, Ghenghis! I'll see you in Hell!
It's not that the strongest survive. Strength is relative. You can be strong physcially and still only have the brain power of a turnip. Think yourself out of this one and you're left there with nothing. Strength of mind is nice but if you can't break through a paper bag with both feet unless it's moist and thin, then you're still kinda fucked. Still, those can be overcome. Hitler certainly wasn't the strongest in either category but his personality was such that he was allowed to sit in the pretty big chair while the Assholes ran amok. I don't think Hitler was an Asshole. He was a couple bricks shy of a full load - he was a nutbar. I think he made an excellent figurehead and a convenient scapegoat. The real Nazis are still out there. They're the Assholes. They are also disguised, for your viewing pleasure, as actors and actresses and tycoons and big money CEOs and anyone that thinks they're better than anyone else, really. Don't tell me you're not an Asshole if you're a CEO. You didn't get to the top by taking dick, you got to it by making everybody else take yours.
There are, as always, the little dicks and the Big Dicks.
The little dicks screw you up the ass while you're not looking and tell themselves that you deserved it (which is, entirely, up to the little dick's viewpoint. Btw, reality doesn't sit well in this kind of closed, stifling environment). Like that chick at the drive thru that rubbed your hamburger on Fred the Fry Cook's ass before she bagged it. She couldn't hear you that well because of a crappy speaker system in a cheap as hell fast food joint. Wasn't your fault that she couldn' t hear you but she can't take out her frustrations on management, 'cause that's her job - you, however, can only complain and only if you find out about it. What you don't know tickles the ever loving shit out of her.
Now, the Big Dicks sit in the D.C. and the jolt that gives their trouser snake isn't nearly the jolt they feel when someone hands them a check. Do poor people write many checks? No. They haven't the money. The Big Dicks in the D.C. are fed by the Big Dicks in Business and, based on some of the political stories I've read lately, the Big Dicks in D.C. are only listening to the Big Dicks in Business. If it's better for their business, then full steam ahead. What does anything else matter? They've got the pockets to make it happen. Poor people only have one thing: a voice. Problem is, you can't tell who the Big Dicks are until they're bashing you over the head so you don't speak up. Welcome the Internet and the poor people have a voice! Careful that Big Dick doesn't try to turn it into an even bigger money maker than it already is when it's a thing that should be free. Of course, I think Internet access should be a Constitutional Right because it's nothing more, nor less, than access to the extent of human knowledge. Knowledge should be free to anyone that seeks it. Yes, I know every college in the world would disagree with me. They can bite me. They're charging exorbitant fees for useless information. Campus Life is a real course and you want me to pay you $80k a year so my kid can sit there and take a test on how to hook up at a campus party? Yeah, you can bite me right in the ass.
And that's it for this installment of "Fuck Every Last One Of You With A Jagged, Rusty, Wooden Spoon". Have a nice day.