Friday, July 15, 2011

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Monday, July 4, 2011

This is amusing

Want a chuckle? Go back and look over my blog from the beginning. Not my posts, but starting from [this blog link] and working forward he has systmatically gone through my posts and made comments.

This person was a friend of mine and a member of our Firefly Universe, pen and paper Role Playing sessions (using GURPS 4th Edition Rules). But as our time together wore on it became plain to see that our  views on politics and how the world at large should work are very much at odds.

I will not go into details on the matter. To put it simply I believe that the Government should work one way, and he believes that it should work a completely different way. 

But the final rift formed shortly after he moved away, when he said something that really got on my last nerve. My wife and I have a few political hot buttons that you really do not want to touch. He pressed it and he pressed it hard. That was the moment that my wife and I decided that compiled with the other bizarre quirks of his personality that he is just not compatable with who we are.  So I went and committed the cardinal sin of (cue dramatic music) un-friending him from Facebook.

Yes I could have done it differently but I was having a really bad day, I had to deal with a bunch of Doctors who were being technophobic buttheads who couldn’t figure out how to create a password with Capital letters, lowercase letters and some numbers.

So here is Rob with his opinions and harping on about something that has been proven to the satisfaction of the legal system (yet he still didn’t buy it) and it just hit my last nerve. So as I mentioned above, I (cue dramatic music) un-friended him from Facebook and I started to violently ignore him.

Well this offended him so much that he decided to systematically go through my posts here in my blog and post comments wherever he felt was fitting. He would post things that were said by me and posted them out of context.

That one amuses me since he is frequently complaining how the liberal media does the same damn thing.

But he would also post comments about things that he disagrees with me about and he’s doing it in such a way that makes me look like a colossal butt head.

So what to do what to do.

I could block him and remove his posts but that plays into one of his comments he made on my blog where he fully expects me to do that. Sort of giving him the morallistic satisfaction of being right.

I could do nothing and just ignore him, but then there are people who may come along later and wonder what the deuce is going on.

Or I could do what Iam doing. Pointing out what he is doing since I’m sure he honestly expects no one to read all the way back to my very first post on my blog. And I’ll even go one step further. I’ll admit that in some cases he is right.

Yes folks, I can be a bit of an asshole some times. Who doesn’t. I’m sure that at some point even Ghandi got really pissed at someone being an unreasoning jackass. I’m reasonably positive that at some point Mother Theresa had some bad PMS and wanted to rip the head off of some twatwaffle. Everyone has moments where they lash out at someone. It may be intentional, it may be a simple knee-jerk reflex when someone drops that last straw onto the camel’s back. We all do it. We may feel bad afterwards, we may not (depending on the situation), but it does happen. And Rob himself is obviously not immune. He from May 20th of this year to May 28th, trolled my blog and thought that the proper thing to do was to rip into me.

Let’s see. What about some of my other flaws. Ooh! I’m set in my beliefs. Unless someone can come along and come up with a compelling reason why I’m wrong, I’ll stick to my beliefs. Gee, waitaminit, other people do that as well. Political groups, Churches, Private organizations, the man and woman on the street…you name it they all are pretty well set in their beliefs. Rob is as firm in his beliefs as I am, as other people can be. Where’s the difference?

I have a catchphrase that gets overused. Yes I like commenting about shoving an agave cactus in the anus of people who are unreasoning buttheads. Yes I’ll use “Gorram” from the Firefly TV Series a lot instead o saying “Goddamn”. Yes I call people “Twatwaffles”. Yes I can hold a conversation with my friends using little more than lines from movies and pop culture that fit the situation. You think I’m the only one in the universe that does that? That out of nearly 7 billion semi-evolved simians on this planet, that I am the only one who quotes and paraphrases movies? That out of the population of the gorram planet that I’m the only one who says something that annoys someone else?

I am inconsistant in some of my beliefs. I can say one thing one week and then turn around and say something the next. Is this hypocracy? Possibly. It could also be that I have learned something to change my mind, or simply a dumbass moment where I completely got wrapped up in my rant that I misspoke, not realized it and then said something different. Hey! Guess what? Shit happens. It’s called a “Blonde Moment”, “Senior Moment”, “Brain Fart” or any number of euphimisims for “I @#$%ed up”. Again, I am one example out of nearly 7 billion members of my species. I am certain that I am not the first nor am I likely the last.

I have my flaws. But people know me and know my flaws and are still my friends in spite of them.

So here it is. Mr. Rob , I am not going to block you. I am not going to delete your comments. In fact I welcome your commentary. It amuses me. It amuses me that I have such an impact on your life that you feel that you have to take a week to skulk through my blog looking for a chance to get your little digs in. It amuses that you are doing this on a board where the vast majority of my readers know me personally and a number of them know you. I’ll leave judgement to them.

So feel free to poke at me. I grew up as a nerd in the public school system and I survived. There is little anyone else can do to top that.