Wednesday, April 06, 2005

Let's Build a Rocket Ship and Find Our Own Planet. I Mean It!

http://www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/L04128460.htm
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/2005/football/ncaa/04/05/
arkansas.jerseys.ap/index.html

These articles are two examples of why
I am hereby becoming an Activist Against Activism.

I tried to write about the Pope article yesterday, but I think His Holiness took issue with some of the more colorful language I was using, and caused the entire site to go down. Sorry, fellow bloggers.

Anyway, things are getting WAAAAY out of hand here. People have nothing better to do these days than finding retarded (that's right, I said RETARDED)things to bitch about. MY CHILD WASN'T PICKED FIRST IN GYM CLASS!!! CALL THE ACLU!!!

And What? Governments aren't allowed to show sympathy and respect for the MILLIONS of people mourning the loss of a, face it, pretty great guy? And why? Because it OFFENDS non-Catholics. People, this world is becoming way too sensitive. READ THAT SECOND ARTICLE.

Breast Cancer survivors are offended because some kids are using pink jerseys to practice in. What? Think about it. Cancer SURVIVORS have nothing better to do than pick on a football team because they're wearing pink? Are you fucking kidding me? GO WATCH A SUNSET YOU ASSHOLES! GOD JUST GAVE YOU ANOTHER LEASE ON LIFE. USE IT WISELY!! And, what the fuck? now suddenly these people have the market cornered on the color pink?? What's going to happen when next Valentine's Day rolls around? It's a COLOR!!!!! A FUCKING COLOR! A COLOR IN A CRAYOLA BOX OF 64. Oh my God. That's next. It's not going to be just "pink". It's gonna be called "Breast Cancer Survivor and Support."

I've had it. These days, everything is offensive. College mascots are being changed...well, except for Notre Dame. And look at that asshole. Some leprauchaun looking thing,stereotypically, and most likely drunkenly, running around picking fights with people. Because Irish people are violent. And drunk. But do you see the Irish getting all up in arms? No. And why? BECAUSE WE DON'T GIVE A SHIT. We have a sense of humor about ourselves. 800 years of oppression has taught us a little something about patience and PRIORITIES.

One of which is beer. And lots of it.

Disclaimer: I can say all of the above because A. I'm Catholic. B. My grandmother is a breast cancer survivor. and C. I'm Irish.

So, if I've offended anyone? Tell it to someone who gives a shit and in the mean time, go outside today. The sun's out. And there some flowers to appreciate.

1 Comments:

Blogger FireVaney said...

Conflict—not incidentally being at the root of all good drama and comedy—is also, perhaps, at the root of evolution itself—of what it MEANS to be human, or, simply, alive. Just about everyone NEEDS something to bitch about—until SOMEONE goes out and does something about whatever bugs or oppresses them. In this country, if it’s not flag burning, it’s abortion, or where we can/cannot hang the Ten Commandments, or Iraq, or the War On Terror, Airport Security, or who’s cheating or lying or stealing, etc. These things run in a cycle. Always have, always will. And, as a result, our civilization and/or our species will cope and overcome (and, one day, the United Federation Of Planets will be actualized), or we will go the way of the dinosaur… I say: everyone just needs more sex and more pot. I know I certainly do...

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