Miscellaneous

I really need to drop political bullshit, and eventually I probably will, about the same time I move to Sweden. I'm normally a very happy person, pretty optimistic, mostly upbeat about humans in general. Yes, I recognize that they have their flaws, I accept this fact. I recognize that some are self-serving and that this is a fairly natural as there are methods in place to keep them from being too destructive, or so I thought.

I'm not one to believe in conspiracy theories, in fact, I rather enjoy ripping them apart as the paranoid delusions that are the fevered dreams brought about by a bit of bad cheese. But occasionally, I wander across something that even I have difficulty processing and digesting. This may turn out to be my own personal paranoid rant, but stick with me.

Miscarriage

So there's been a lot of news recently about the TSA. People getting frisked, felt up, photographed naked and then whining about it. Hell, sounds like a good trip to Vegas, without the whining afterwards really, but by the same token, I can understand it to an extent.

Missile

Forewarning, I'm tired so this one is likely to be short, angry and punchy. If you don't like any of those traits, well, this is my catharsis.

I'd like to take a moment to talk about something that's been getting under my skin. It's a bit like having a splinter where the end has broken off and you can't quite reach the meat of the little annoying thing just below the surface that doesn't quite hurt but irritates until you want to take a knife to it. This, ladies and gentlemen, is the knife I am going to take to this little splinter called Westboro Baptist Church.

Misdirection

I'm really starting to get tired of the first person perspective film. That and the whole 'found photography' thing. Fair warning, this rant may not go on for very long but it's something that I have to get off of my chest.

Misery Loves Company

First off, let me say quite simply. Fuck Windows. Had quite a bit of this written, then it goes and updates itself causing me to lose it all. However, that's only a minor annoyance. On with the blog!

I have a secret. There is a trick to being able to write this blog. It's fairly simple but, I'm not going to tell you what it is.

Up on deck today I'm going to talk about that favorite pasttime of people without jobs, brains, common sense, or those who are just crazy. Yep, I'm talking about Mudkips. Ha, no. Actually we're going to have a talk about conspiracy theories and the reasons people come up with and believe in them. The easiest way I know how to do this is to tackle them one at a time and do what I can to crack the nutjob ideas surrounding these events.

Mischief Part 1

Here comes a double header, and by that I mean a two-headed hydra which will rip apart some of the best loved franchises in the world. In part one we will extol the virtues of:

Why Star Wars SUCKS

Missing In Action

Yes. Laziness crept in again and I have not updated this site in some time, but then, I'm such a gentle soul few things really piss me off and, having covered a topic I tend not to revisit it over and over without need. Having said that, however, I suppose I could regale you with various stories from yesteryear. But I won't. That's not quite cathartic enough and the point of this blog, for me, was to get things off of my chest.

Misapplication

Few things have a tendency to make me angrier than listening to or reading the words of a general populous. Well, perhaps not so much angry as wincing in my soul while facepalming. Following these forms of communication are quite a bit like watching someone attempt to bash a rock open with a scalpel. They do not get very far, and simply ruin the tool. It makes me have to stop and wonder at times; "What is the point?"

Misgivings

Maybe it's just me, but I'm starting to have serious doubts about the human race or, at the very least, certain segments of said species. To contextualize this for you, dear reader, this was initiated by an utter lack of sleep through the night, followed by stumbling on a 'controversy' over a specific level in the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. I won't bother linking, it's not the point of this article.