Saturday, August 06, 2011

I mean no one's gonna eat your eyes

From Aeryl in comments. A welcome back to Zombie Labor status.

The nice thing about getting older

is that I no longer think I have to ignore street harassers.

Case in point:

Thursday morning I am walking from the bus stop, down a hill, into work. A guy stops at the bottom of the hill and does the creepy look up shit. I know what's coming, so I snarl at him.

Of course I get the "oh baby, you should smile. You're a beautiful woman. If you smiled then the world would know it."

So I screamed, yes screamed, in the angriest voice I could muster without proper caffienation "Oh yeah cause I wanna fucking smile at creepy strangers on fucking street corners. Fuck you!" I did make the older woman next to me, waiting for the light to change on the corner, a little nervous. But fuck that shit. I am done. If I am not smiling at you it's because I don't know you and don't want to know you.

Next time, the douchenoodle who keeps telling me "God loves you, you may not think so but he does" is getting a "God's a fucking fairy tale, invented by tiny minds who don't want to take responsibility for their own lives".

Religious street harassers bug me just as much as the other kind. I am done. I am over it. I am (almost- if I live to be 80) middle-aged and I can tell shitty strangers that they can fuck off if I want to.

It's all a bunch of bullshit

First, dear gawd I miss you all. I am sure that sooner or later I will settle into this whole working thing and will have the time and energy to write on a more semi-regular schedule. But for now- damn I am tired.

So here is a tiny post.

The S&P lowered our credit rating. Boo fucking who. The S&P is like a food critic for vampires. (So is Moody's, for that matter). It's all a bunch of bullshit. We get an austerity plan and we get a stock market crash and we get bad marks on our government credit from a bunch of assholes who can't do math.

And it would be lovely to think "Oh the system is just temporarily broken. All we need to do is reform it". But it ain't broken. It's working exactly as intended, skimming little bits of money off the bottom (though it don't feel so little to us bottom folks) to feed the snarling vampires at the top. And the less money we have to skim, the more snarly the vampires get. Every morsel of food we put in our mouths makes the vampires mad because that grocery money could be better put to use in buying them gold plated toilets or deepening the money pool they like to dive in ala Scrooge McDuck.

Austerity is bullshit. The debt ceiling is bullshit. The national credit rating is bullshit. The stock market is bullshit. The government is bullshit. Bullshit bullshit bullshit.

You can't vote out vampires. The only way to fix this is a stake through the heart of the system.

(Yes, I am putting too many damn metaphors in one post with the bullshit and the vampires. I am tired y'all.)

Monday, August 01, 2011

Dear fsm:

Thank you flying spaghetti monster for finding me an almost living wage job with benefits just in time for obama and the dems and the reps to rend the tattered social safety net to shreds with the Great Compromise. Oh what a shitty piece of work that is.

(As a reminder I still have 4 days to get through till payday. If you've got 10 bucks to spare please throw it in the paypal pot so we don't have to ration toilet paper)