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I'm sure that by now, most people have seen the Kony 2012 video that went viral over the past...24 hours or so and displaying the crimes of Joseph Kony and his LRA.  I know I did, and I tweeted and posted it on facebook, and shared it around.

And then I started doing some digging.

At first, I saw a lot of people parroting things they'd seen and was pretty scathing about it.  For one, not one of them listed where they got these numbers from.  I brushed it off as a sort of 'haters gonna hate' thing.  But I kept seeing 31% (32% in some cases) of funds to on-the-ground efforts and started getting to the serious business of research, which I pride myself on being fairly good at.  It took a while, because most of the results I found at first were on blog sites, or were responses on forums, and were therefore, not very reputable.

Then someone posted Invisible Children's 2010/2011 audited financials and at first I wasn't sure what I was looking at.  I'm not an accountant, nor am I very finance-savvy.  I kept the page up and kept looking.

I found The rating for Invisible Children on Charity Navigator which is a known charity watchdog group.  I started getting nervous, because while the pie chart that shows where spending is looks good, the bar graph beside it that shows revenue vs. expenses for the group didn't look so good for 2011, and compared to similar groups (you can see them at the bottom of the page) they've actually got a pretty low score.

I was skeptical of the write-up on Guyism because I didn't know if they were reliable or not, but their article (which has had 2 updates since I saw it the first time) linked me to The Daily What which had links to multiple reputable sources.  At this point, I went back to the audited financials and took another look.  The group raised $13,765,180 in 2011, and spent $8,676,614.  Of that, $2,810,681 went to what is listed as "Direct Services."  The next largest chunk at $1,724,993 is listed as "Compensation Costs."  The third largest chunk at $1,074,273 is "Travel Expenses."  The sections "Film Costs" and "Production Cost" reach a total of $1,209,132 for the year.  Now I'm getting seriously leery.

I figure at this point, it's time to look for actual news groups covering the whole thing and one of the first results is the filmmaker responding to criticism on an Australia morning show.  I suggest you watch, because at one point he addresses the 32% accusations and actually agrees that this is true, and that the rest goes to raising awareness in the Western World.  The 32% accusation comes from a Tumblr Blog focused solely on creating more accurate awareness of the problems in Uganda and the problems with the Invisible Children organization.  At one point in the interview, the filmmaker claims that the person running the blog is a "High school student in Canada."  While the blog writer is a student in Canada, he is actually a second year sociology and political science student at a university.

At this point I read an article about How Kony is no longer in Uganda and the situation is more complex than the Kony 2012 video portrays it.

My feelings on the Invisible Children organization and the Kony 2012 campaign are complex at this point.  Should Joseph Kony be brought to justice for his crimes?  Yes, definitely.  But while the idea of making Kony famous for his crimes to ensure he will be captured and brought to justice is a noble one, there are more pressing problems for Uganda right now.  Kony has left the country, his forces are severely diminished from the height of his reign of terror, and children don't have to fear for their lives.  But the government is corrupt, and children are poverty-stricken, and those who escaped from the LRA are mostly young adults or adolescents now, and still have very little in the way of a future because there are few options available to them.  Disease and child prostitution are rampant, and the country needs more than people knowing about a war that was at it's worst in the past.  The call to action, to ensure that the US maintains it's presence in Uganda seems redundant.  There has been no mention of withdrawing the forces that were sent to assist the Ugandans, and simply finding and eliminating Kony as a major player is not necessarily a solution to the problems that Uganda faces.  Kony's reign of terror was a product of the political scene already in place, and his removal will not change that.
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So, I'm back at school.  I've been really busy while I was on my summer break.  I had work most of the summer, being a camp counselor, so that took most of my time and energy.  I had a few times where things got crazy at work: had to give one girl the heimlich, I had a bunch of kids get stung by bees, three boys had to be sent home.  1 was violent, cursing, and tried to walk out of camp, the second threw an epic tantrum, was violent and cursing, and the thrid was violent, cursed, and didn't listen to anyone.  The first two were 9, the thrid boy was 6.  And his mom called the cops on us, but more on that later.  I had two 5-year olds follow some of the volunteers/workers/older campers down to put up some horses on the 'powerlines' which are several pastures out under the long-distance power-line thingies.  So when one girl's mother showed up no one knew where she had gone.  So that was stressful.  I had horses stepping on my feet, one co-counselor(older than me) who was inept and acted/dressed like a child, another who finished work and went back to school a week before me, and I came very close to passing out under the pinball machine in the camper barn one day.  Close enough I could feel my eyes trying to roll back in my head.  So that was exciting, and I got hosed down before they put me on the steps into the pool, and everyone was asking me how i was feeling after that.

So, the police incident:

There was this one kid, we'll call him Al.  Al was a bit of a weird kid.  He was happier playing by himself than joining the other kids to play.  So Monday he had to go home early because he got stung.  OK, mom came and got him, fine.  The next day, he was quite unhappy that he hadn't had a chance to ride the previous day, and so he started hitting, kicking, and being violent with the other campers.  He even spat on one girl.  So, I get his mom's phone number and call her and let her know what is happening, and that if it happens again I'll have to ask her to come pick Al up and not come back.  So, things are good for a while, Al goes on his ride, things are fine, no problems, the second ride goes out, I do the wagon ride, things are cool.  Then, Al starts getting violent again.  I tell one of the volunteers to get Momma Sarah to talk to Al, because Momma Sarah don't take no shit from no one.  I pull out my phone to call Al's mother, and she tells me that she is already on her way, because she isn't satisfied with the services.  WELL.  So, then, Dan(basically, the farmhand/mechanic/guide/all-around-fixer) comes over and he's carrying Al like a sack of potatoes.  At this point the mom drives up and gets all upset because Dan is restraining and holding her kid.  The mom tells us that she isn't satisfied with the services, and she's asking about a refund, and telling us that she "works in a daycare, and they think communication is very important, so they use the 'sandwich method' to talk to parents."  So, Dan, Alex(another volunteer) and I all go "WTF?" and so she explains that when you talk to parents you start with a positive, then the negative, and end on a positive.  My thoughts?  "Lady, I have 40-some kids, and there are 30-some horses over there.  I don't have time to spend 30 minutes talking about one kid.  That ain't my job.  My job is to make sure that my campers are safe."  So mom grabs Al by the wrist and drags him a ways away, then, to talk to him, she grabs both wrists and holds his hands out so he can't hit her.  Now, every time I talked to her I got the "This is unusual behavior for Al.  He's never done this before."  And now my thoughts are "Lady, when you are restraining your kid just to talk to him, this ain't abnormal behavior."  So she leaves, things are good for a while, and then she drives back up, and behind her is a police cruiser!  So she and the officer get out and talk for a moment, the officer comes over(a couple of my older campers help by getting the younger kids into the camper barn for a while) and asks who is in charge and for me to get them.  So I go and get Momma Sarah and she goes and talks with the officer and the mom for a while.  I keep an eye on them and the few campers who are still outside.  At one point, the mom starts crying over something.  So after a while the mom gets back in her car and leaves, and Momma Sarah comes and tells me that we were in the right to restrain the kid if he was being violent.  So I tell all the parents and such, and when I have like, 6 kids left I go to check on one who is hanging out with the volunteers and workers and get told that I have to write an incident report of what happened.  So after all my campers get checked out I go and write up my report.  Come to find out, the mom and the owner had a phone conversation, and the mom threatened to sue for a refund, and for child abuse on Dan's part.  The owner said that "apparently you had to restrain your own kid just to talk to him!"  And the mom's response?  Denial.  "I never laid a HAND on him!"   I call your bull, and raise you a shit.  Oh, and no refunds, and we have the right to rescind your kids invitation to camp.  It's on the back of the damn camp registration form.  And the NO REFUNDS policy, too.  SO that was....yeah.  Exciting.

Oh, and I changed all the names here to protect my co-workers.
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 FUCK THIS!!  I hate my insomnia.  I have a final in.... 5 hours, and I haven't been able to fall asleep.  And I'm not even being productive like I sometimes get when my brain just won't shut up.  I just... can't get to sleep.  I went to bed 4 hours ago, and haven't slept a wink.

Oh, and people on FB keep sending me links to the 'leaked' video of Bin Laden's death/execution what-the-fuck-ever.  I don't give a shit about the video, and i DON'T WANT TO SEE IT!!! STOP SENDING IT TO ME!!!!!  I WILL FUCKING DE-FRIEND YOU IF YOU DON'T GET THE MESSAGE THAT I DON'T WANT TO SEE PEOPLE GET KILLED.  I AM NOT INTO THAT SHIT, THE BASTARD IS DEAD, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT SEEING IT.  MAYBE YOU CAN WATCH THE GODDAMNED VIDEO AND NOT HAVE YOUR STOMACH TRY TO VACATE YOUR BODY, BUT I AM NOT DOWN WITH WATCHING PEOPLE DIE.  FOR FUCKS SAKE, I BURST INTO TEARS THE FIRST TIME I HIT A GUY WITH THE INTENT TO HARM.  I DON'T WATCH GORY SHIT FOR THE SAKE OF THE GORE.  TORTURE PORN IS NOT MY THING, SO DON'T EXPECT ME TO ENJOY IT.  I think I'm done now......

On top of that, my roommate keeps unplugging the fridge when I still have stuff in there.  Awesome.

I am so ready to be done with this shit.
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Sooooo.... I claimed a prompt?  For the After Holidays Prompt Fest on [livejournal.com profile] stevedannoslash .  I am a glutton for punishment, considering I'm already writing 2 other H50 fics, one of which is Cliche!fic, and the other is some kind of monstrosity that is taking over my brain, A Losers Jensen/Cougar fic, and, probably oddest of all, a Virgil(Static)/Richie(Gear) fluff piece(from the kids' cartoon "Static Shock") for a friend's birthday over on DeviantArt.  

WHAT AM I THINKING!!  I'm a college student with little enough time for myself as it is, what with classes and homework and hanging out and clubs.  And if those aren't enough, there's at least four other stories rattling around, and various fandom muses I've picked up and aren't even giving me anything useful.  **pouts**  I'm just never going to sleep again.  Ever.  My life is nuts.
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I've been sick all week, and this week is homecoming week.  Which means, the marching band has been working really hard at practices, but because I basically can't breathe, I couldn't play or march.  Fuck.  So we had a performance tonight.  Kinda informal, no uniforms or anything, but a performance.  I couldn't play.  Because I currently can't breathe right.  And I talked to the band director earlier tonight, and basically, I'm at the point where I'm in danger of losing my place in the band.  Because I missed the first game, and I might miss tomorrows game, and if I miss one more..... well, it sucks.  And I want to scream and rage and punch things and cry and generally go batshit, but I can't because I have no voice and my life sucks.  Someone tell me I'm being irrational and whiny, because I need someone to knock some sense into me.  Real bad. 
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Seriously.  This shit has got to stop.  My roommate and I are not getting along.  Ok, so she likes to stay up late doing stuff, but if I stay up late doing stuff, she gets annoyed, because she's a light sleeper.  She has like, no morning classes, and I do, and my bedshaker wakes her up even though the actual alarm volume is off.  And she gets annoyed because on the two days when I don't have morning classes (Tuesday and Thursday) I still get up fairly early, but I don't leave the room for a couple hours, and my doing stuff on the computer wakes her up.  My typing wakes her up!  Not good.  Because I sleep like a damn dead thing.  And she's a super-light sleeper.  **mutters dire threats**  And I'm sick.  Which makes things even harder.  Because I've come to the realization that when I'm sick I turn into a cat.  I just want to curl up, be petted, and nap.  And she's sick too, but still damnably freaking peppy!  It's weirding me out.  /bitchyness

A more coherent/less angsty post will soon follow.  In which I will talk about last weekend.
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Hate.  Massive amounts of hate right now.

Hate No 1: Caffeine tabs.  Because I get 2 hours of good concentration, an hour of badbadbad jitters (including muscle tremors and shaking, slight panickyness, and the inability to sit still), and once it's all out of my system, I feel stretched, thin, and worn down.  And all-over sore.  Because of the muscle tremors. 

Hate No 2: The bus system.  Stupid, waited an hour for a bus to come, even after one came by, but they weren't picking anyone up.

Hate No 3: SCENTED LAUNDRY DETERGENT.  IT SMELLS LIKE SHIT.  AND MAKES IT HARD FOR ME TO BREATHE.  I HAVE TO SLEEP IN THE GODDAMN ROOM, AND NOW I CAN BARELY BREATHE YOU FUCKING ASS!!!

Very not pleased with how my day has been.
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I want to hear John Barrowman singing "Puttin' On The Ritz" so bad.  I'm not even entirely sure why, just that I do, because it would be awesome.

Also, I should resist the urge to explore new fandoms.  The ones I have are plenty, despite the exceptionally strong urge to watch White Collar now.  Someone please tell me I should not do this.

Also, Cat!Dean has taken over my brain courtesy of [livejournal.com profile] taylor_serenil and I'm torn between begging her to write some, and writing some myself.  **headdesk**  Although, I am very excited for the new season of Dark Blue!!  Although, I should finish/post the story I've been writing, but I'm a bit lost as to a title for it.  I'm very bad at titles.  And I really want to get this thing posted, so I can stop agonizing over tiny little mistakes and futzing with it and actually get around to writing the second chapter, even though I don't even have a title for the whole thing yet.

And I need to work on the CSI story that [livejournal.com profile] jetpack_angel  said I could write in her We Don't Die universe, except that Grissom doesn't make a very good muse, because he doesn't talk, he just notices things, and Nick get's really nervous about the most random things to get nervous about, and it's really annoying.  And Greg rambles like me, because he gets excited/nervous/worked up in any way and that's just what he does.  **Bangs head against wall**

In other words, my head is a very noisy, but very unproductive place.
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Ok.  I am officially pissed.  I swear, there are some people who can make me go from relaxed and unworried to mad as a disturbed wasps' nest so fast.

**deep breath**

So, one thing I've gotten used to over the years is the usual fuss and furor over school reassignments each spring/summer for the local school district.  Parents squabble and complain for a little while but they get over it.  This year, things are different.  The idiot who ended up in charge of the school board is getting rid of the diversity policy so the school system can go back to "neighborhood" schools.  Now, one of the great things about living where I live is the schools.  NC gets a lot of transplanted yankees, many of whom are moving to raise their kids in a good school system.  Huh.  How about that?  Now, see, the county school system where I live has been a Nationally Recognized  school system ever since they started the diversity policy that's been in place for so long.  And the new head of the school board has decided that the best thing to do is dismantle it.  We get so many yankees moving down here because our schools are better!  Not just some of the schools in the good neighborhoods, but all of them.  And so this year, the debate over this decision hasn't died down, and parents and students aren't getting over it!  What does that tell you?  With the school reassignments, parents and students don't like them but they realize that it is a necessary mechanism to ensure that all students are given the same opportunities.  And another thing.  In the past when there's been a political issue locally, there are 3 high schools whose members are seen working side by side despite our own rivalry.  Same three schools every time, one of which I graduated from.  And the schools are three of the most diverse in our system, as well as magnet schools of various types.  And you want to dismantle the magnet program as well?  Magnet students have a wider world view because of the magnet program, rather than being totally from one class or race or area of the county, they come from all classes, all races, and all areas of the county.  And what really gets to me is what the head of the school board said about these young adults being active in the case!  He claimed that these teens, people who have drivers licenses, are being brainwashed/used by people as weapons.  At that age, if we want to do something politically, it is OUR decision.  Not our parents.  Not our teachers.  Not anyone but ourselves.  We are freethinking people, and perfectly capable of making our own decisions.  So basically, the guy's an ass.  And his days on the school board are numbered at this point.

So, now that I've bored you with my probably not so clear political-ish rambling I'll get to the bit of stupidity.  So I've been taking care of a neighbor's puppy while they were gone, which means taking her out every 2 hours or so.  Which means I had to get up at 6 to take her out.  So the other night, rather than going to bed around midnight, waking up around 5:50, going back to bed until 7-ish, and then being up for the day, I went to sleep at 4:50, and woke up at 7.... Heh.  Bad me.

Also, a couple weeks ago I was at the beach, and I saw some guy who I swear looked like Sam (from Burn Notice) except with longish hair.  And I mean, really looked like Sam.  It was pretty awesome/freaky.

ARGH!!!!

Jan. 16th, 2010 12:39 am
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Excuse me while I go dismember a bitch.

Ok, so, rooming situation.

I was expecting to make my big room switch sometime between 2 and 3:30(Friday afternoon) and be sleeping in my new room that night.  Around 2:30, I call the girl I'm switching with to find out where she is.  She's at work, aparently, and thought we were switching on Sunday(to which my brain said "Fuck no, I want most if not all weekend to settle in!").  So then we come up with 10:30 PM.  Kinda late, but still doable.  So me and my future roomie are waiting in the downstairs lobby being amused by the squishy Hallmark Channel Movie and waiting for the other girl, because whichever door she uses will force her to go right past us.  By 9 we're both getting antsy.  We want this move done damnit!  By 10 we're getting frustrated, and I'm starting to mutter threats.  By 10:20 I'm growling and my future roomie is simply resigned, and we've called her twice.  At 11, just as we're heading up to our rooms, she calls back.  Where had she been?  Skiiing.  She was fucking skiing when she told us we would make the switch.  She didn't even give us the courtesy of calling or, hell, even a text would have been enough!  We take the elevator up and I'm ranting and raving and cursing to make my cousin proud(he's a marine).  When we get to our floor the first thing I do is kick my door.  I go into my room and curse for another moment, giving the door a few more good kicks.  Went out and talked to a few of the people on the floor still around, and they suggested we make the switch for her.  I disagreed, went and talked to my RA about it, and finally we decided that we would wait one more night.  The only thing is; I had already stripped my bed.  I have no sheets on the bed.  I convinced the kids I had talked to that, as a girl scout, I'd slept in worse conditions, and I could deal with it for one night.  They agreed, albeit rather reluctantly, and left.  I went and took a near-scalding shower to relax and made my bed a special way.  So right now, I'm sleeping on one blanket, and under two others.  Fun times!

So yeah, I'm ticked.  I am pissed as fucking hell right now.  And this is after I've calmed down a lot.  Because this isn't the first time this other girl has flaked off to do something else.  The bitch fucking told us we could make the damned switch tonight, and she didn't even send us a Goddamn text to tell us her plans had changed!

I wish I had steel toe boots, because then I could just kick her a little and it would hurt like a motherfucker.

Ok.  That is all.
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So, I haven't had a good rant in a while, and [livejournal.com profile] brilligspoons posted a link to another LJ that had a link to this: mediamatters.org/mmtv/201001130024
Ok, this is just like when people say that AIDs is God's way of punishing the gay people.  Hello, go visit Africa, where AIDs is an epidemic among straight folk.  Also, the whole "God is vengeful and will bring terrible things to his enemies" is total bunk.  Why the hell else would he send HIS SON to die on a cross for OUR sins?  The second coming stuff was a parable of sorts about how the Roman Empire was going to end: in blood and violence, the same way it had exerted control for as long as it did.  God stopped destroying civilizations when Jesus died on the cross for us.  Natural disasters aren't God punishing the world.  They all have scientific basis.  Earthquakes: the plates that make up the Earth's crust shifting and scraping past each other.  Hurricanes: hot, wet, low-pressure systems that rotate around a concentrated center.  Tornados: a confluence of air flows with vastly different temperatures at the edges of strong storm systems.  Volcanos: spurs of hot magma into the Earth's crust that eventually work through to the surface.  Earthquakes are the least predictable, and those along fault lines can actually be predicted within a fairly good margin of error now.

Now, these whack-jobs promoting the second coming stuff and the idea of God as being vengeful are either delusional, greedy scamming bastards, or both.  The idea that the way to ensure you'll be saved is to be selfish and just try to save your own skin is repulsive.  Jesus sacrified himself.  He didn't try to save himself from dying on the cross.  He taught that it is better to serve others than yourself.  Better to forgive and forget than to hold a grudge.  He taught to accept others, regardless of whatever sins they may have, as no one is perfect.[/religious rant]


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I cannot stop giggling. Because this was just.... Hilarious. I'll have a great lot to say about this later on, but for now, I'm just going to roll about on my bed giggling insanely.

Edit: Ok, now that I've managed to calm down:

Episode Review!!

Rather lengthy review under the cut... )
So yeah. This episode is definitely now one of my favorites now. Because it was simply hilarious. Especially everything with all the guys out in the middle of nowhere.
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A solution in multiple parts. I'm going back, now that I have gotten my head screwed on right again. Depressed Whogeek is going away, hopefully forever, and I'm gonna try again.

This is what I've figured out: )
So that's the big solution. It all seems to stem from my isolation issues, so hopefully, fixing the one major problem will help bring the rest of me back to who I am normally.

Thanks for all the advice. It was all appreciated, and considered carefully, but just talking things through with my family helped me so much as well, and I'm pretty sure I'm doing the right thing. If I change my mind, I can still withdraw, and follow the alternate path my mind has laid out for me now.

Edit: Just hit me, that through all of this, I've had my own personal depression support group. Thanks muchly!
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I swear, the next time that fucking song starts running through my head, I'm going to run my head through the fucking wall. Just to make the damned thing stop playing in me head. It's a shitty song too. And I want it out of my head permanently, but it won't ever be out of my head, because I've got a friggin' musical brain. Which means I can hear a song once and remember a good portion of the melody, having disected it from the counter-melody, harmony, counter-harmony, back-beat, continuing parts, etc, etc. After 3 or 4 listenings, I can sing quite a few of the lyrics, and it will be permanently in my head. So that shitty music video is now officially stuck in my head, because I'm not quite fast enough with the mute button. And the girl singing it looks like a slut. And the song is slutty too, which I might have been able to handle if it wasn't so fucking blatant, but they don't even try to hide the fact that the song is about sex. At least "I Can See For Miles" and "Pictures of Lily" are subtle. And the music isn't even all that original or complex. It's the same damn notes and rhythms over and over again. Probably the simplest song I've hear in a while. And simple isn't necessarily bad. Simple can be very pretty or fun. But this fucking song is neither pretty or fun. It's Goddamned annoying as shit. And the singer tries to look cutesy, but she only succeds in looking like a slut. A ridiculous slut too. The video is shit. The music is shit. The lyrics are shit. The singer is shit. The whole thing is shitty.

**takes a deep breath** Ok, I think I'm done ranting. I just really needed to get that out.
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Ok, I'm calm enough now to actually write my review now, and this one won't be a moment-by-moment chatter.


CSI Trilogy, Part 2 NY )
In other news, I got the H1N1 flu mist yesterday, and now I've been having a mild reaction to it. Headache, the cold but hot feeling I get when I've got a fever, nausea, body aches, dizzyness. Generally feeling not too great.
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I'm in a strange mood, and I don't want to do laundry, or go to the dry cleaners.  Or clean dishes, which are all things I should do today.  So I'm posting this random ramble, because I'm procrastinating on things.

random, mostly unconnected rambling and rantings. )
So I've been:
A) thinking too much
B) way too bored for my own good, and
C) vaguely annoyed at my roomie
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OK, sorry for the half-insane rant, and this may seem out of the blue, but I'm fed up with people who are fanatical about just ONE pairing, and I'm seriously pissed off at the moment.  Not to mention I'm up at  an ungodly hour writing this, and therefore have very little control over what I say, which means I'm more likely to just say exactly what I think, rather than sitting idly by and fuming inwardly.  So, here goes.

 

Just to keep things manageable )


There.  Ranting done.  I'm feeling quite a bit better.

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So, there was some religious zelot out on the big green space at my campus today, spewing off about how everyone's going to hell, becasue there are girls wearing pants, and going to college, and they're all harlots, and the boys are all terrible people, and it's this generation that will destroy the world.  HA! And so he's spewin off about this stuff, and generally making an ass of himself, and me and another girl a standing up a little hill over this gathering of people around him arguing and laughing at him and generally poking fun of his zelotry, and I'm finding it absolutely hilarious.  So anyways, and he's talking about how everyone is going to hell, and he says something about when he was 2 months old, and I'm like, "Sure, you can remember everything that happened to you when you were 2 months old and probably only just learning how to hold your head up."  Ha.

So there's this crowd, and no one is taking him seriously, and he got this big sign condemning just about everyone: theives, liars, homosexuals, etc, etc, and people are just laughing at his insanity.  All of a sudden, this guy with a bottle of Mountain Dew (don't ask me why I noticed that, I just did) speaks up, and basically tells the crowd off for encouraging him by listening to him, and arguing with him, because he just wants to make a spectacle, and by forming a crowd around him, we're doing just what he wants.  And he says that the zelot loses his influence/power when you stop paying attention and just ignore him.  So the crowd does this whole "look at each other in surprise/beusement/realization" thing, and just disperses.

It was like--
"Everyone is going to Hell" Religious Zelot: 0
Random guy with a bottle of Mountain Dew: 1

Pretty epic.
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Ok, so I was reading some of df_chipz older posts and ran across one that mentions some article about gay marriage being harmful to heterosexual marriage.*  My first thought was "Oh boy. Here we go again with the whole Gay Marriage desecrates the sanctity of Heterosexual marriage."  Which is total bull.  Because if you're gay, you're gay.  If you're not, you're straight, so go fuck whoever you damn well please.

So I open it, being the silly person I am, and nearly throw my laptop across the room at the first "Reason" the "article" lists.  Ok, first off, the language is really out there and over the top, so even I'm having trouble understanding, when my language skills are at a level where even most legalese makes some sense.  So now, I'm going to translate these "Top Ten Ways Gay Marriage Law Hurts Heterosexuals and their Families"  (And yes, they did use all that extraneous capitalization.)

I mean, just read it. )

Oh, and each "reason" is copied straight from the page, spelling/grammar mistakes, links and all.  The full article is found here:
http://marriagenews.wordpress.com/2009/06/04/how-gay-marriage-hurts-heterosexuals/

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Crap.  Crapcrapcrap.  I hate fasting.  Stupid blood-work.  I haven't eaten since,  11:30 last night, and it's now 10 the next day.  I'm hungry, and that makes me irritable.   ...... I can't even drink anything.

Now that I've had my rant... I've definitely been watching too much CSI and CSI: NY lately.  I've been thinking in the character's voices.  It's about to drive me batshit crazy.  I mean, really, I have got to stop obsessively watching reruns on Spike.  I've got two perfectly good seasons on DVD. .... Not that I didn't initially polish those off in the week after I got each.

But definitely too much NY.  Danny and Don have set up residence in my head, and are either happily bickering with one of my own characters and corrupting them, or simply bickering with themselves.  Or me.  And occasionally they bring Adam around, and he gets nervous and starts babbling.

Oh and I've got to pack today so I can move into my dorm on Sunday.  I'm about to go out of my brain, and I still have other stuff to do before I can get that done.

I'm clearly quite stressed.

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