The CALM Act can Suck my Dick.

Have you people seen this fucking bullshit? Federal legislation to allow the FCC to decide if a commercial is too loud?

…really? I mean, I know we all hate those stupid-ass fucking car commercials that scream numbers at us in an attempt to confuse us, but seriously? You cunts are cool with this shit?

How fucking retarded do the Feds have to get before you people get pissed off?! How far do they have to go before you finally say, “No”?! How motherfucking long are you going to sit on your ass watching those goddamn, spoiled, self-absorbed snatch-napkins on The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills while our betters stomp all over us?!

Yes, I’m aware I’m just ranting! No, I don’t think I should have to fucking explain for the thousandth time why this shouldn’t fly!

I hate people.

Freedom: What Does It Mean?

Let’s talk about freedom for a minute. I know a lot of people got into me in the first place because of my vitriolic talks of freedom and liberty and all of the things that I actually do manage to hold dear to my chest. Freedom is just a word now. Someone bought and sold it and you don’t even mind. You’re living every minute of every day raping the notion that you are free and you are happy with that as long as you have TV and the Internet. You’ll slave away to buy the next fucking apple itouchmyself rather than just enjoying your life. You aren’t allowed to step past a line on the bus because of what? It keeps you safe? Is that the job of the law in a free society? To keep me safe from myself?

So yeah once in awhile I froth and rage over some moronic law that some silver spoon fed meat head in Washington is telling me is for my own good. I don’t want the government responsible for me from womb to tomb, in fact I don’t want any kind of government at all. I am in fact that atheist anarchist demon baby that you were worried about. I don’t believe in your magic sky man and I don’t believe Barack Obama, John McCain, Sarah Palin, or any political or made up intangible religious figure is going to save us. I realized it one day when I was sitting and smoking cigarettes and not really doing anything.

My life, everything that I am, everything that I was, and everything that I ever will be is laid out for me. I’m not really allowed to deviate from that mold. You can’t be free here. there’s no such thing. You mean we still have the right to protest? Is that what makes a society free? The right to complain about how it’s going to shit without having the ability to proactively do a goddamned thing about it? Fuck you.

When you think about it, what is your life, what is your family’s life, what are the lives of the people around you, and what is your freedom really for? Do you use it to make your own way in the world? How many of you actually are? Or instead, how many of you are working as a faceless person in a machine of a company shitting out products that you couldn’t give a shit less about because you sat in the American brainwashing camp called the educational system?

I’ll bet that some of you out there actually believe that Christopher Columbus discovered America, I’ll bet that even more of you believe that first Thanksgiving story as if there wasn’t a genocide the minute Europeans decided to set foot on these soils. I’ll bet even more of you still believe that god has blessed this land and we are so successful because we are so motherfucking free. You people are the scum of the fucking earth. You’re the cause of all of this. You want a small but strong government you pig shit eating sacks of human filth, you pseudoconservative wastelands? Pigs, all of you.

Do you still think that Barack is going to swoop in and save the fucking day? Is that what you think you college educated nitwit sack of shit? You weakling pussy motherfuckers are the reason that it’s all gone to hell. We are all fucked.

Oh yeah, minarchists… do you think they’re just going to give the power back? You pathetic pussies, armchair revolutionaries…. I’m sick of all of it.

That’s what freedom is to me. I’m still free to tell you how fucked we all are. That’s your measure of freedom. To admit that you are fucking trapped in a bed that the world made for you before you ever even were an idea to protest it.

So yeah freedom is just a word. A word I love even though everyone forgot what it means.

Hurray for the United Nations

http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2010/may/27/the-un-gun-grabber/

That’s right. The United Nations is trying it’s hand at gun control now.

Oh, but that’s not even the most disgusting part of this. The most disgusting part is what President Starbucks comes on air to talk about whatever bill that will be put through Congress because of this. He’ll say he didn’t want to go back on his campaign promise to not regulate firearm ownership, but he has a responsibility to the international community or to abide by international law. Either way, its not his fault. His hand has been forced.

Hurray, politics.

Couch rants…again.

So every now and then I find myself watching shit like Supernanny and Wife Swap. Why? Well, because they’re entertaining, if only for schadenfreude Wife Swap usually takes the cake between the two because they’ve so obviously thrown out the “reality” part of the “reality tv” label and take two women who will be completely thrown off by the other’s lifestyle and switch them. They will then give the women the power to change whatever the hell she so desires about the other family’s life to do things her way for a week before finally reuniting the wives with their husbands and then putting the two couples in the room to insult each other.

The last episode of it I witnessed left a particular impression on me because of one of the wives involved in the show. This woman spent her day sleeping all morning while her husband, who works nights, gets up, gets the kids ready for school, cooks her breakfast in bed and then spends his morning between cleaning the house from top to bottom and running back and forth to bring her whatever she wants and if he upsets her or fails to clean the house to her liking, he gets no ass. The words “rancid” and “bitch” comes to mind.

She gets swapped with a woman who’s family are traveling rhinestone cowboys, doing knife-throwing, trick shooting and roping performances, shit of that sort. This woman is a closer to the traditional housewife as she does the cooking, cleaning and homeschooling of the child on top of performing in their shows. Naturally, when they trade places, Cowgirl Wife feels bad that she’s laying around in bed for most of the day doing nothing while Bitch’s husband does everything and Bitch can’t even wash a fucking horse without throwing a hissy fit.

Week two comes around and Bitch completely uproots the family’s life by making them move into a house and signing the son up for public school(presumably so she can go back to being a shitty parent) while Cowgirl Wife is showing off her ability to teach Bitch’s Husband how to make use of his spine and testicles. To cut to the chase, Bitch’s Husband finds his nutsack and that cunt is vacuuming the fucking floor where she belongs by the end of the episode and all is right with the world again. Fucking hilarious.

On a political note, all the current leftist media whores are throwing around the word “sedition” left and right in respect to people like Glenn Beck, Sarah Palin and anyone going to one of these Tea Party events and protesting the massive size of government and its unprecedented seizures of power. Some are even saying that such talk could incite another incident like the Oklahoma City Bombing in 1995. Granted, I’m not big on Beck or Palin either(although let’s all be honest, Glenn Beck isn’t close to being as bad as Palin) but are you fucking kidding me? Seriously?

If these fucks are “seditious” then I’m downright treasonous. I have a fucking youtube video where I say we should charge Capitol Hill with guns drawn and clear house. I’m the motherfucker who thinks we should take every last one of those cockbites in Congress, the White House and the Supreme Court, drag them down Pennsylvania Avenue to the reflecting pool at the base of the Lincoln Memorial, line them up on the edges and execute every last one of them so that water looks like Jaws is turned loose in there and then turn every presidential monument in that city to rubble for good measure and Glenn fucking Beck is the seditious one?