Pseudo-Intellectual Bullshit

A while back I decided to ease off on political statements on my blog. People who go on and on about politics tend to look like real jerkoffs no matter what political affiliation they tend towards. A person's political extremity is directly proportional to how large of a douchebag they are.

However, sometimes politicians say things that are so mind numbingly stupid that I just can't let it go. These past few weeks are one prime example of political bullshit of epic proportions.

John Shimkus is, of course, a Republican, and made the following statement regarding man made global warming and the EPA ruling that CO2 is dangerous:

"Does EPA propose we stop breathing?"

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So I know this will reach all of five people, but I feel I need to vent somewhere, and I refuse to spread anything political on Facebook or anything like that and be a total hypocrite, so I'll put it here where it's on my dime:

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Shimkus, you fucking imbecile, this has to do with the carbon cycle. Breathing is part of the normal cycle. Digging up multiple trillions of tons fossilized carbon is not part of the normal cycle, you dumb disingenuous tool.

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Naturally, some of the real bottom scrapers of the conservative movement (like Sarah Palin) think this is a great, catchy little statement. A hell of a lot of them are all up in arms over 'climategate', which is even less meaningful to Global Warming science than the Piltdown Man hoax was to Evolutionary Theory.

With all of this bullshit the Republican party sure looks like the anti-science party lately. Not that this is a new trend for them, but it's got no hope of being fixed with the current crop of science illiterate buffoons that have been elected.

I suppose I'll get some random spambots and angry responses to this; should be fun!

So I've been reading up and arguing about evolution with creationist idiots again. Why would I do something so futile you ask?

So the other day I was poking around at one of my favorite art-oriented sites, the Flight Forums.

A few years back I was contemplating intincts, and how they have generally never worked out for me. My instincts have always been bad. Really bad. Poor judge of character in other people, poor big-picture decision making abilities, etc.

I had gotten into the habit of trying to rationally evaluate everything in life, with the assumption that brute force analysis of any situation would be far better than just letting my capricious and unreliable whim dictate what choices to make.

I have to tell you, that's a really god damn tiring way to live.

So I heard an amusing quote from a gamer acquaintance last night as I was moving a gigantic modular bar around for a Barfleet event that I will, saddly, not be participating in. Made all the more amusing because it was stated by a cute hippy-chic gamer in her very own home, as opposed to the stereotypical male-slovenly-fashion-impaired-still--lives-with-parents loser.

"I'm really impressed by this thing.

For a while I've been contemplating the word Shithead. I think the term deserves a full technical definition, as it applies to a hell of a lot of people. I've heard it used quite a bit on the Howard Stern show, what with the new and improved satellite uncensored version.

So about a month ago I wrecked my car. I had a little Subaru Impreza outback wagon. Nice car, got me where I needed to go, had some decent power, etc. However, it wasn't a very “manly" car. My friends all nicknamed me soccer mom for a while (I'm a dude, by the way), which was quite degrading, let me tell you.

 

One interesting fact I've now discovered is that it is very, very easy to get nothing accomplished when you have all the time in the world to do stuff. I'm not quite sure why this is.

 

Well, I am now officially 28 years old, unemployed, and taking art classes. This is not where I imagined I'd be at this point in my life.

Not that I ever really had any solid ideas for my future; more like odd disjointed daydreamings.