I think there are some lyrics to a song that come close to the title of this post though I am not too sure. I do not think that I am a particularly bitter person yet I also do not think I am one of the happiest people either. I like Christmas. I want to like the Christmas season that capitalism has produced...
But I hate it. I hate everything about Christmas in America. From Halloween (if not earlier) until literally December 26 I am always pretty angry and skeptical. Talk about the game "Why the Terrorists Hate Us", Christmas is a perfect example. I hate having to hear crappy Holiday music on every radio station and ever store I walk into. Do the Backstreet Boys really need the money they get from their Christmas album being aired every year? I think the country...nay, the world, would be a better place without that crap.
I almost wish that America just stopped celebrating Christmas. If you think about it the only reason it is a national phenomenon is because it drives the 4th quarter revenue of the retail and finance industries. America just celebrates Christmas so the poor people know about all of the cool presents that they CAN'T afford yet spend every muscle and ounce of their existence working to at least afford some of it while putting the rest on their 30% interest credit cards (or if they are REALLY lucky they will get one of the pay day loans for a mere 1799% APR).
If America needs a holiday to just use to suck the life and money out of its citizenry, why not take a closer look at Thanksgiving? We have to be thankful that we get to spend so much money on meaningless stuff!
Eh what the fuck am I complaining about.
12.24.2009
12.17.2009
Why Not Now?
Phil asked me today "So when will your blog be cool again?". This made me realize two things: 1.) Someone actually thought my blog was cool (good thing HE does), and 2.) I might as well get back to this blog thing.
Recently at work there was a gentleman who had a detailed conversation with me about his life. He is the man who invented the cell phone, cable T.V., has CIA death squads chasing after him and his bride-to-be/prostitute friend, and knows that McDonalds is just a front for the CIA's top-secret detainment/torture program. Also, his bus pass expired.
I am sure that every one of you readers out there have some type of experience dealing with "that guy." It isn't really a problem, I sort of just went along with his stories because he was so excited to tell me all of this. Ah, I forgot to mention that if it weren't for Ron Howard and Barbara Streisand he would have made 12.5 trillion dollars...just because.
Another person who has been around the job keeps insisting that he...pretty much invented steel. He tells me (very often in fact, as if he never told me or even met me before) that he is the rightful President and CEO of U.S. Steel. He invented truck frames, I beams, and rail road tracks. He also goes by "Clark Kent" and "Rocky Bullwinkle." I don't think he knows that it is Rocky AND Bullwinkle, but heck no one is perfect.
These kind of people are nice enough and overall they are harmless. I often enjoy engaging them because I think that they really need to get that stuff off their chests. And, I always like to stay on their good side because...just what if?
Recently at work there was a gentleman who had a detailed conversation with me about his life. He is the man who invented the cell phone, cable T.V., has CIA death squads chasing after him and his bride-to-be/prostitute friend, and knows that McDonalds is just a front for the CIA's top-secret detainment/torture program. Also, his bus pass expired.
I am sure that every one of you readers out there have some type of experience dealing with "that guy." It isn't really a problem, I sort of just went along with his stories because he was so excited to tell me all of this. Ah, I forgot to mention that if it weren't for Ron Howard and Barbara Streisand he would have made 12.5 trillion dollars...just because.
Another person who has been around the job keeps insisting that he...pretty much invented steel. He tells me (very often in fact, as if he never told me or even met me before) that he is the rightful President and CEO of U.S. Steel. He invented truck frames, I beams, and rail road tracks. He also goes by "Clark Kent" and "Rocky Bullwinkle." I don't think he knows that it is Rocky AND Bullwinkle, but heck no one is perfect.
These kind of people are nice enough and overall they are harmless. I often enjoy engaging them because I think that they really need to get that stuff off their chests. And, I always like to stay on their good side because...just what if?
12.13.2009
12.11.2009
I've Been Saying it All Along
Also, sorry Mom, this is a little inappropriate of a post to follow your tribute...
12.02.2009
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