Bitching and Complaining
Some people think that the main purpose of the Internet is for spreading ugly porn and bad music. They are wrong. The main purpose of the Internet is to facilitate bitching and complaining. As a moderately enthusiastic bitcher and complainer, I know that this is true.
The Internet is for:
Gentiles bitching and complaining about Jews.
Jews bitching and complaining about Gentiles.
Wimmin bitching and complaining about Men.
Men bitching and complaining about Wimmin.
Christians bitching and complaining about The Heathens.
The Heathens bitching and complaining about The Christians.
Sojers bitching and complaining about Civilians.
Civilians bitching and complaining about Sojers.
Private citizens bitching and complaining about Pigs.
Pigs bitching and complaining about Private Citizens.
Sailors complaining and bitching about Marines.
Marines complaining and bitching about Sailors.
White guys bitching and complaining about Negroes.
Negroes bitching and complaining about White guys.
All of the other Armed Forces bitching and complaining about the Air Force, for achieving such a skating racket.
The Mohammedans bitching and complaining about us other guys.
Us Other Guys bitching and complaining about the Mohammedans.
We Aspies bitching and complaining about the Neurotypicals.
The Neurotypicals bitching and complaining about us weird people.
We Ailurophiles (Cat Lovers) bitching and complaining about the Ailurophobes (Cat haters)
People who delete perfectly innocuous innocently-intended comments on their blogs, because they are assholes, or feminists, or pwogs, or Californians, or something
Well, I don't think that's an exhaustive list. Can anybody think of any more?
posted by Justthisguy at 9/18/2012 05:38:00 AM
8 Comments:
Do you still eat paste?
You make an excellent point:
Dogs have owners;
Cats have Staff.
BZ
You make an excellent point:
Dogs have owners;
Cats have Staff.
BZ
@anonymous coward:
No, I don't eat paste. I tried that when I was a very little kid, and didn't care for it.
I do believe it to be more nutritious than what you seem to be eating.
That is, dog turds which you find by the side of the road. Somehow, I seem to be able to smell them on your breath, even through the internet.
I, for one, have never believed the vicious slander propagated by Popehat that Justthisguy eats paste.
Clearly, he's more of a "wall candy" kind of guy.
Well, yes, dave, thank you for noticing! Paste-eating is a really juvenile activity, shared by both the NTs and the Neurally Divergent. When we grow up, we follow different paths. The NTs act more like monkeys and the strange people follow the beat of a different drummer. (Paragraph break should be here, but New Blogger will not allow it with my browser.)
I can give two examples of what we sensitive artistic guys are like when we grow up: (p-graph break here)
The first was at the last time I went to the Warner Robins Airplane Museum, and got to pet my favorite old bomber, a B-57 unfortunately left outdoors to corrode in the Sun and Rain. I felt sorry for it, and went over and licked its crazed and cracked canopy, maybe also hoping that the sweety got a pic of me keeping up my autistic credentials. (insert paragraph break here)
The most recent occasion had to do with the National Ensign which my housemate flies from the front porch. It is a really nice one, on which he spent a lot of money. It is made of very heavy fabric, with the Union and each separate stripe cut and then sewn together. Each star is individually embroidered.
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I can just imagine that flag, of Naval quality, snapping in the breeze on June 4th, 1942, as our carrier turns into the wind to launch a strike against the Kido Butai.
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As I wrote on the Milblog of an old indulgent Arty officer, said flag meets autistic standards, being nice and chewy, with a good mouth-feel. Beat the hell out of any Frog wine I ever tasted, it did.
Dang! It seems New Blogger is allowing paragraph breaks again!
Let me do an experiment:
There should be two blank lines above.
Let us see if there are three blank lines above. I will now click "publish."
Dang again! Google actually fixed something we bitched about! Sergei Brin does still, of course,- no, wait, I don't wanna get like Popehat and accuse people I dislike of having bad habits.
Let me just say that it seems that Google is actually attempting to try to be good, lately.
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