WordPress ate this post. I am not thankful for that. Actually, I am not thankful for a lot. I am not thankful that women are terrible pains in the tits. I am not thankful that men are intimidated by my particular brand of insanity. I am not thankful that men with longtime girlfriends and wives think I am the neatest thing of all time. I am not thankful that every time I am cozy in bed I have to go to the bathroom. I am not thankful that people are so very sensitive when it comes to the way they are perceived in print. I am not thankful that despite the fact that children truly deserve the best, they are neglected in one way or another. I am not thankful that I am learning the fine art of moderation. I am not thankful that I am learning everything the hard way. I am not thankful that I am falling apart. I am not thankful that people are confusing, men are confusing and most of all I am confusing. I am not thankful that people read all the wrong books. I am not thankful that people barely read books. I am not thankful for an entire generation of men that act like women. I am not thankful for all the idiots that judge me based on how I look. I am not thankful for the fact that I play up how I look by acting like a retard. I am not thankful that crowds of people think it’s a good idea to get together and do anything. I am not thankful that plenty of idiots feel it’s their god given right to sit around and protest. I am not thankful that this is just a giant wall of text. I am not thankful for anything you’re thankful for. I am not thankful for all the petty bullshit that seems important until you really get to the core of it all.
But I am thankful for my family and my friends who continue to stand alongside me despite my fucked up, stupid decisions. I am also thankful for any and all opportunities I have had to write professionally. And mostly, I am thankful to be here, even if means I’ve got a lifetime of fucked up situations to get myself into and out of.
What I like most:
I am not thankful that people barely read books. I am not thankful for an entire generation of men that act like women.
What I like least:
I am not thankful that plenty of idiots feel it’s their god given right to sit around and protest.
I’m an idiot who thinks it’s my God given right to point out when even a favorite blogger has it wrong. And you have it terribly wrong here. It is quite likely that the majority of the protesters are atheists. Their protesting has nothing to do with God. It has more to do with their freedom of speech and their right, as given by our Bill of Rights, to assemble. That’s all.
Why are they assembling? Because we have allowed a cabal of elite banking interests to swindle the U.S. public out of 11 Trillion dollars. Regardless of the protester’s ability or inability to articulate their message, the fact that elites have screwed the American population up the asshole is part of why those protesters are sacrificing the comfort of their own warm beds for nights out in the freezing cold. The protesters are a new breed of hero. Watch the video of the U.S. Davis students taking facefulls of pepper spray and just sitting there. They do not cry out like babies. They just took it. Three days later the University Chancellor admitted it was wrong to spray them and praised their courage and bravery in doing so. Heroes. In the words of Bowie: just for one day.
I’m not even going to waste time reading your rant Kris cause I don’t want to have to delete you as a human being in my life. However, that being said, I’m still not thankful for them. They can do whatever they want but I just am not thankful for them and thanks to you I never will be.
Onward… we’ll put this disagreement behind us.