As I read the Huffington Post this morning I was a bit surprised by the fact that President Obama won the Nobel Peace Prize. The first thing that popped in my head was "What did he do to win such an honorable award?". As I read the article and pondered momentarily, I came to the conclusion that it didn't really matter if he deserved it or not. What really mattered to me was the fact that he was yet again able to deal the Right Wing a sucker punch without even trying. That alone was enough for mee to laugh aloud, to myself, like a crazy person.
Sometimes I can't believe the kind of shit that comes out of the mouth of the right wing ignoramus. Here are a couple of the reduntant gems that I read today while at work.
RWers were complaining that there is no validity to the Nobel Prize these days because of past winners like Al Gore and Yassar Arafat.
First off, If it wasn't for Yassar Arafat, more Israelis and Palestinians would be dying on a daily basis. If I remember correctly, it was Yassar Arafat who agreed to the original cease-fires and peace talks in an attempt to step forward towards peace.
Al Gore educated the world at large on the dangers of global warming. Although there are still a couple of wingnuts out there who beleive global warming to be a myth, you can bet Al Gore made a great deal of people think about mankinds effect on the world at large. Who else, scientist, or politican, has been able to have that kind of impact on the World?
I also heard complaints about his name being submitted only after 19 days in office. So fucking what!! Just because his name was submitted in January doesn't mean it was set in stone. A submission is just a submission, the vote that awarded him the prize came pretty recently, most likely it was deliberated for dozens of hours among the Earth's Smartest. A choice for the Nobel doesn't happen overnight, assholes!!
I just hope he get's Time's Man of the Year. That will be a great kick to the junk to the whiny RWers.
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Friday, October 9, 2009
Friday, October 2, 2009
Too much Italo? Add Metal to Even Out
I have been listening to Italo all fucking day. It's one thing to sit and enjoy a couple of songs while cleaning around the house, but spending an entire work day with the electro-goodness of italo disco can be a bit much. I'm not saying that it was, but I should probably take a couple days off. This has been going on for the majority of the week. The last 2 days were spent dancing around as rhythmically as crackerly possible in the confines of my work space. Only to be spotted occasionally by my co-workers.
Was I embarrassed? Not really. Should I have been? Probably. Thirty-five year old men with slightly pudgy physiques probably shouldn't be doing Guido dances while on the clock. First off, it's immature. Secondly.....hmmm...Fuck it!! I dance around in public without regret so why not at work? It would be a different story if there was a client around or I was in a meeting. In that case, I would be professional. If i am the only person in the shipping area and nobody is paying attention, I'm gonna do some repetitive finger pointing. It's not like I'm doing back spins or the souljah boy(I shudder just thinking about that obscene dance!).
So I'm going to steer clear of the italo for at least the next day or so. I'll probably crank up the power metal while I sit around my apartment tomorrow morning between movies.cleaning, and general slothfulness. There is nothing like lonely moshing wearing nothing but boxer briefs.
And on that note, I'm going to start my weekend with Three Inches Of Blood
Was I embarrassed? Not really. Should I have been? Probably. Thirty-five year old men with slightly pudgy physiques probably shouldn't be doing Guido dances while on the clock. First off, it's immature. Secondly.....hmmm...Fuck it!! I dance around in public without regret so why not at work? It would be a different story if there was a client around or I was in a meeting. In that case, I would be professional. If i am the only person in the shipping area and nobody is paying attention, I'm gonna do some repetitive finger pointing. It's not like I'm doing back spins or the souljah boy(I shudder just thinking about that obscene dance!).
So I'm going to steer clear of the italo for at least the next day or so. I'll probably crank up the power metal while I sit around my apartment tomorrow morning between movies.cleaning, and general slothfulness. There is nothing like lonely moshing wearing nothing but boxer briefs.
And on that note, I'm going to start my weekend with Three Inches Of Blood
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