Religion.... Pointless???

What motivates us to continue having religious faith, day after day... year after year... century after century... millenium after millenium... when it seems like that entire existence has been one misery, heartache, or aggravation after another- in an almost countless stream... with no hope in sight, other than "hope" itself???

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What the hell is that sound?!? A snake get loose on the bus? On the train? In the elevator!?!

Oh- it's not a snake. It's that extremely annoying high-frequency "beat" escaping from someone's "chi"-pod earphones.

Now excuse me if I'm mistaken, but I thought things like earphones and earbuds where for PERSONAL listening, not sharing with those around you. I don't want to hear YOUR "music" any more than I want to hear your cell phone conversations.

So what's the deal with this? Are the white earbuds that come with the chinese made ipods just typical low-quality chinese made CRAP buds? Or does the ipod user have the damn thing turned up too loud? Probably both.

Are any of the hearing aid manufacturers public companies? If so, invest in them now! There's gonna be a run on hearing aids in a few years, when all these "ipod idiots" are suffering from permanent hearing loss.

BTW- "Ipod idiot" is what I heard some old fool call some young fool on the train one day... then the old fool added "when was the last time you read a book that didn't have any pictures?". Good one, Goyle.

Things That Make You Go... UGG!

Bag pullers. I'm not talking about the wheeled suitcases we all have to use once-in-a-while for travel. I'm talking about the silly briefcase looking things that have wheels and pull handles. And probably have about 6 ounces of paper in them. And are typically pulled by power bitches or smug pompous looking wussified Westport white men. They always seem to be getting in peoples' way with these obnoxious things too, whether it's blocking aisles, stairways, or taking up space in elevators (preventing people who really need the elevator from getting in).

And speaking of wussified Westport white men... you see them all the time on the train too. Those balding, fat men who step into the train like they own the damn thing, oozing arrogance and "look-at-me". So they have a couple million stashed and live in some hoitey-toity town. Now they think they are actually "rich". They get on the train and start playing their routine...let's put our wet umbrella and obnoxious coffee sippee cup in the aisle. Let's put our roller bag (with it's dirty wheels) on a seat, or leave it in the aisle too. Let's now take off our suit jacket and carefully fold it and place it on a seat or rack. All of this occurring while other people are waiting to pass in the aisle, of course. Now let's sit down (cramming people who are already sitting there) and move on to origami handling of a New York Times/Wall Street Journal while also typing on the ubiquitous Crackberry. And of course, when we leave the train, we leave behind our empty coffee cup and our crumpled up newspaper.

YOUR Rights....

Not sure who to credit for this great cartoon. I can't make out the name in the corner. But this says it all.

Marshal Music for Our Friend

Here's some appropriate "marshal music" to play when our pal Ahmadinejad is approaching:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JoolQUDWq-k

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=25DC6v8oPxo

That is all. Carry on.

Sucka!

So do the illegal aliens behind the counter at the local bagel joint keep screwing up peoples' orders because:
1) they really don't understand English
2) they are truly stupid people
3) they love fucking with the gringos

While my inner racist wants to go with answer #2, I think more often than not it is actually #3. And because we're a bunch of wussies who are afraid to be accused of being racists, we'll keep going back to the same joint, and keep smiling at the illegals, pretending that they are indeed doing a great job that "no one else wants to do", and we'll enjoy our whole wheat bagels with lox spread, when we actually ordered a garlic bagel with a shmear of scallion cream cheese.

BTW- I hate the word "shmear". Although I don't know of a better English equivalent.

"More Scenes We'd Like to See"

Borrowing a title from Mad magazine...

Heh.

ROPMA.

Religion of Peace...


My Ass.