Do these people actually think they're funny or something?
http://www.facebook.com/pages/DEAR-LORD-THIS-YEAR-YOU-TOOK-MY-FAVORITE-ACTOR-PATRICK-SWAYZIE-YOU-TOOK-MY-FAVORITE-ACTRESS-FARAH-FAWCETT-YOU-TOOK-MY-FAVORITE-SINGER-MICHAEL-JACKSON-I-JUST-WANTED-TO-LET-YOU-KNOW-MY-FAVORITE-PRESIDENT-IS-BARACK-OBAMA-AMEN/111712585523370?ref=ts
WTF?? Who would Jesus pray to death?
I have to admit, I'm at a loss for words. I would never have wished for Dubya's death. (Although I did want someone to shove Cheney's wheelchair down the stairs at President Obama's inauguration.) And if McCain had won the election, I sure as hell would have been hoping he lived through his whole term. But I wouldn't expect my wishing to make it so. These people, OTOH, actually think their wishing star is really real. And freaks like Beck and Limpbutt keep on stirring the anthill.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Nerd Crush Alert
So I can't be the only woman who drools over smart guys. To hell with the stereotypical brain-dead gym rat. What would you talk to him about?
Well, just now my nerd-crush-o-meter went off the charts when I read Adam Savage's speech to the Harvard Humanists. Damn. Apologies to Jamie, though, the walrus mustache doesn't do it for me. I'd have to meet him in person to decide if he goes on the list. (Not coincidentally, last year's recipient of this same award was Joss Whedon - also on my nerd crush list.) Another big nerd crush, Sam Harris, doesn't even need the award. Everybody just knows. Which pretty much leaves us with Dr. Neil Tyson as my final nerd crush.
Science!
Back to Adam for a second, though. Way back in the recesses of time, in 1988(ish), I never thought I would end up with a nerd crush on the drowning kid from Billy Joel's Only Human video. I wonder what ever happened to angst guy who Billy was actually singing to. I bet he didn't turn out awesome like Adam did.
Well, just now my nerd-crush-o-meter went off the charts when I read Adam Savage's speech to the Harvard Humanists. Damn. Apologies to Jamie, though, the walrus mustache doesn't do it for me. I'd have to meet him in person to decide if he goes on the list. (Not coincidentally, last year's recipient of this same award was Joss Whedon - also on my nerd crush list.) Another big nerd crush, Sam Harris, doesn't even need the award. Everybody just knows. Which pretty much leaves us with Dr. Neil Tyson as my final nerd crush.
Science!
Back to Adam for a second, though. Way back in the recesses of time, in 1988(ish), I never thought I would end up with a nerd crush on the drowning kid from Billy Joel's Only Human video. I wonder what ever happened to angst guy who Billy was actually singing to. I bet he didn't turn out awesome like Adam did.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Once per Decade
Once per decade I go through an major upheaval in my life. Like it or not. In New Age terms, it's like I draw the Tower card every ten years or so. (Must not digress into how much I love Tarot cards as an intuitive tool.)
Anyway, this is my life:
I. Starting off early on the decade thing
1969 - born
1970 - adopted
II. This one is more of a cascade than a waterfall, but still
1977 - moved from southern California to central Massachusetts
1978 - Legendary Blizzard of '78 to which all other Blizzards are compared forever, welcome to Massachusetts
1980 - Grandparents died. Note that I'd really only know them for about two years.
III. Accelerated Pace
1987 - 88 - transition into and back out of college
1989 - pregnant - had Lizzie
1990 - married, moved an hour away from my parents
IV. Downhill Slide
2000 - husband goes to jail. Gets 9-12. This is a looong story, filled with "Holy crap, what?" And I am just not up for telling it right now.
2001 - Single parenting two kids while on SSI disability. Father-in-law and his ex-wife start making demands & try to have Social services take my kids. Buh-bye.
V. Here and Now
2008 - house fire, 5 months of motel life, falling behind on all bills
2009 - can't even get the rest of the repair work done, TYVM, Liberty Mutual.
2010 - Sean decides it's time to file for divorce without bothering to discuss it with me. Mortgage Company decides it's bored with trying to work out a modification, & auctions off my house.
That was last Thursday. So that's where I am.
Note that I didn't add in all the other crap that I've been through. Just the massive decade crap. Between III & IV Justin was born, and had to have an operation for an inguinal hernia. We bought a house, and found out it had lead paint when both kids tested positive for lead poisoning. We had to de-lead the house, which involved staying in a motel over Thanksgiving. This was about a month after Sean got out of the hospital for pneumonia. He almost died from that. The CDC guys went to visit him and everything.
Between IV and V, my "best" friend decided to dump me because my life is "too complicated" for her to deal with. Nice. Then my mom died and my dad went crazy. He moved to Cambodia where my sister lives and married some way younger woman who wanted to move to America. When he finally recovered from that and got an annulment, he moved back to his apartment in Marlboro, where I grew up. But then he met someone else (nice lady), who decided that they needed to move to Florida.
Anyway, my point, and I do actually have one, is this. What do other secular people do when they have huge shit like this going down all the time? I mean, I have social issues already, so being a part of a church community wouldn't have worked out for me. But I also don't have any friends or relatives or their extended families who live anywhere near me. So I'm pretty much support-network-free. I don't have the slightest idea where to go from here, other than to take more Ativan and cry at my therapist.
Maybe I should get a Phoenix tattoo. Yes, that was random. No, it's not likely b/c I have a million allergies and also needle fear.
Anyway, this is my life:
I. Starting off early on the decade thing
1969 - born
1970 - adopted
II. This one is more of a cascade than a waterfall, but still
1977 - moved from southern California to central Massachusetts
1978 - Legendary Blizzard of '78 to which all other Blizzards are compared forever, welcome to Massachusetts
1980 - Grandparents died. Note that I'd really only know them for about two years.
III. Accelerated Pace
1987 - 88 - transition into and back out of college
1989 - pregnant - had Lizzie
1990 - married, moved an hour away from my parents
IV. Downhill Slide
2000 - husband goes to jail. Gets 9-12. This is a looong story, filled with "Holy crap, what?" And I am just not up for telling it right now.
2001 - Single parenting two kids while on SSI disability. Father-in-law and his ex-wife start making demands & try to have Social services take my kids. Buh-bye.
V. Here and Now
2008 - house fire, 5 months of motel life, falling behind on all bills
2009 - can't even get the rest of the repair work done, TYVM, Liberty Mutual.
2010 - Sean decides it's time to file for divorce without bothering to discuss it with me. Mortgage Company decides it's bored with trying to work out a modification, & auctions off my house.
That was last Thursday. So that's where I am.
Note that I didn't add in all the other crap that I've been through. Just the massive decade crap. Between III & IV Justin was born, and had to have an operation for an inguinal hernia. We bought a house, and found out it had lead paint when both kids tested positive for lead poisoning. We had to de-lead the house, which involved staying in a motel over Thanksgiving. This was about a month after Sean got out of the hospital for pneumonia. He almost died from that. The CDC guys went to visit him and everything.
Between IV and V, my "best" friend decided to dump me because my life is "too complicated" for her to deal with. Nice. Then my mom died and my dad went crazy. He moved to Cambodia where my sister lives and married some way younger woman who wanted to move to America. When he finally recovered from that and got an annulment, he moved back to his apartment in Marlboro, where I grew up. But then he met someone else (nice lady), who decided that they needed to move to Florida.
Anyway, my point, and I do actually have one, is this. What do other secular people do when they have huge shit like this going down all the time? I mean, I have social issues already, so being a part of a church community wouldn't have worked out for me. But I also don't have any friends or relatives or their extended families who live anywhere near me. So I'm pretty much support-network-free. I don't have the slightest idea where to go from here, other than to take more Ativan and cry at my therapist.
Maybe I should get a Phoenix tattoo. Yes, that was random. No, it's not likely b/c I have a million allergies and also needle fear.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Republican Presidents
You know, I was just thinking. Every Republican president there has been in my whole life has been a shithead. When I was born, Nixon was president. 'Nuff said there. Ford was a buffoon, but I don't think he made anything worse than it was when he got there. I could be wrong. I was little then.
Democratic interlude: President Carter was (and presumably still is) a Very Nice Man. He probably should have been President of the United Federation of Planets, rather than of the US between Republicans.
Reagan. Debt. Arms Race. Iran Contras. And he STILL didn't suck half as much as the Bushes. And Bush 41 didn't suck half as much as Bush 43.
Come to think of it, the only good president during my whole life was President Clinton. President Obama is doing pretty well so far, so maybe we've got a second one.
Democratic interlude: President Carter was (and presumably still is) a Very Nice Man. He probably should have been President of the United Federation of Planets, rather than of the US between Republicans.
Reagan. Debt. Arms Race. Iran Contras. And he STILL didn't suck half as much as the Bushes. And Bush 41 didn't suck half as much as Bush 43.
Come to think of it, the only good president during my whole life was President Clinton. President Obama is doing pretty well so far, so maybe we've got a second one.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Still Getting Republispam Ads
Ok, Facebook? Get the hint! I'm really, really tired of clicking "irrelevant," "uninteresting," etc. on the Republispam ads. Over, and over, and over. At this point, I'm not sure that a Democrat eating babies on live TV would make me vote red. I would be amused at them wasting their money on advertising to me, except their whole spiel is how they should have all the money.
I really don't see why they are so attached to keeping poverty around. Republicapitalism, (i.e. take as much as you can for yourself, and to hell with anyone else) is a far greater evil than any kind of communism. Even so, nobody is advocating "everybody gets the same amount of money no matter what." Which doesn't make any sense, anyway. It's more like "everybody gets enough to survive, and people who earn more than that get more than that." What is the problem with that?
In fact, if you go to endpovertyinamerica.org, you may notice the second blog post. Here is a quote from it: "It doesn’t matter how people got poor or why they are poor, the top priority of Jesus Christ was to help the poor." So... what is with the conservatives, again? They blame everything they do on the Bible. Their god hates this, or that, or the other thing, and who are they to not go right along hating? Well, raise your hand if you think Jesus would have voted against health care for everyone. Seriously. Think about that for a second. Can anybody picture Jesus sitting there in the House yelling "baby killer!" at Bart Stupak? Did Jesus ever have one single word to say about abortion? Ever? Why no, he never even brought it up.
Would Jesus have joined the tea baggers? Would he spit on black Congressmen? Would he scream "ni**er" and "fa**ot" at Congressmen with whom he disagreed? Would he march around carrying signs with guns on them, or pictures of coffins? Would he mock a man with Parkinson's, telling him to look elsewhere for a handout, while throwing dollar bills at him? The baggers did. And maybe, like one guy who commented on that site, Jesus would complain that we would all end up being treated by "Foreign docs whose first language is NOT English and not well trained PA’s" (Physician's Assistants). Oh, wait. Jesus's first language wasn't English, either. Oops. Folks, if Jesus was a real guy (and readily I admit that I have no idea whether or not the character is based on someone who actually existed), he would have wept with shame.
I really don't see why they are so attached to keeping poverty around. Republicapitalism, (i.e. take as much as you can for yourself, and to hell with anyone else) is a far greater evil than any kind of communism. Even so, nobody is advocating "everybody gets the same amount of money no matter what." Which doesn't make any sense, anyway. It's more like "everybody gets enough to survive, and people who earn more than that get more than that." What is the problem with that?
In fact, if you go to endpovertyinamerica.org, you may notice the second blog post. Here is a quote from it: "It doesn’t matter how people got poor or why they are poor, the top priority of Jesus Christ was to help the poor." So... what is with the conservatives, again? They blame everything they do on the Bible. Their god hates this, or that, or the other thing, and who are they to not go right along hating? Well, raise your hand if you think Jesus would have voted against health care for everyone. Seriously. Think about that for a second. Can anybody picture Jesus sitting there in the House yelling "baby killer!" at Bart Stupak? Did Jesus ever have one single word to say about abortion? Ever? Why no, he never even brought it up.
Would Jesus have joined the tea baggers? Would he spit on black Congressmen? Would he scream "ni**er" and "fa**ot" at Congressmen with whom he disagreed? Would he march around carrying signs with guns on them, or pictures of coffins? Would he mock a man with Parkinson's, telling him to look elsewhere for a handout, while throwing dollar bills at him? The baggers did. And maybe, like one guy who commented on that site, Jesus would complain that we would all end up being treated by "Foreign docs whose first language is NOT English and not well trained PA’s" (Physician's Assistants). Oh, wait. Jesus's first language wasn't English, either. Oops. Folks, if Jesus was a real guy (and readily I admit that I have no idea whether or not the character is based on someone who actually existed), he would have wept with shame.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
no zombies today
So I got through Easter Sunday without having my brain eaten by anyone who came back from the dead. I figure that's pretty good. It's funny how it seems to be "the thing" to compare Jesus to a zombie, lately. The first time I ever heard the comparison, I was driving through downtown Leominster with my then 8-year-old son. We passed a church with a god commercial that said "Jesus is dead Jesus has risen" (and yes, I'm pretty sure it was punctuation-free). My son read the billboard, looked at me and asked "is he a zombie?" I don't remember what I said. But I'm relatively sure I laughed.
But yeah, coming back from the dead is creepy. So whose bright idea was it to stick coming-back-from-the-dead day on the same day as the spring fertility ritual? A church that doesn't want you to have any unapproved sex, that's who. If you go out into the fields to get fertile, it could turn into a horror movie, folks. Better not chance it.
And speaking of coming back from the dead, they're still waiting for him to do it again. Frankly, if it's all the same, and they come back intact (i.e. not as zombies), I'd rather have Martin Luther King, and/or one or more of the Kennedys. Rest in peace, Dr. King, on this, the anniversary of your death. It still gets me every time I think of someone wanting to shoot a man like that. Today I watched Bobby Kennedy's unscripted speech from the night Dr. King died, talking about how a white man killed his brother, and how we needed to move forward together as a nation.
Dr. King, Bobby and John Kennedy were all murdered before I was born. Scared, angry people reacted to change and progress with a gun. And what have we learned since then? Apparently nothing, if you look at the tea baggers. Because there they go, marching around, spitting, name-calling, and holding up signs with coffins and guns on them. I am just at a loss to understand the conservative mind. Which, I guess, is a good thing.
But yeah, coming back from the dead is creepy. So whose bright idea was it to stick coming-back-from-the-dead day on the same day as the spring fertility ritual? A church that doesn't want you to have any unapproved sex, that's who. If you go out into the fields to get fertile, it could turn into a horror movie, folks. Better not chance it.
And speaking of coming back from the dead, they're still waiting for him to do it again. Frankly, if it's all the same, and they come back intact (i.e. not as zombies), I'd rather have Martin Luther King, and/or one or more of the Kennedys. Rest in peace, Dr. King, on this, the anniversary of your death. It still gets me every time I think of someone wanting to shoot a man like that. Today I watched Bobby Kennedy's unscripted speech from the night Dr. King died, talking about how a white man killed his brother, and how we needed to move forward together as a nation.
Dr. King, Bobby and John Kennedy were all murdered before I was born. Scared, angry people reacted to change and progress with a gun. And what have we learned since then? Apparently nothing, if you look at the tea baggers. Because there they go, marching around, spitting, name-calling, and holding up signs with coffins and guns on them. I am just at a loss to understand the conservative mind. Which, I guess, is a good thing.
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