Thus revealed, the creature buried its nose in the tire-tilled soil...
August 4, 2005
A pseudo-political rant.
Category: Serious

And I'm sure this has been said before, but after catching up on a couple of Dawn's recent posts today I got to thinking -- why is it that the members of the so-called "right" are so concerned with things that ultimately do not concern them? I really don't get it. People often attack me with a similar line -- "It doesn't affect you; why do you care?" -- but usually, when I hate something, it does affect me in some significant way. That's a different topic. But for this one, I really don't understand how these issues are going to have some significant impact on the lives of the people who adamantly disapprove of the "liberal" position.

There's the issue of abortion. If you don't like abortions, don't have one! Why fight against same-sex marriage rights so vehemently? It's not like same-sex couples will be enjoying their conjugal relations in your bed! And the more I think about this issue, the more I'm coming to believe that those opposing same-sex marriage must necessarily exhibit a certain bigotry or hate in maintaining their position -- and I almost wish they'd be as honest as Fred Phelps and outright state that God hates fags and so do they (!) in their crusade to keep same-sex partners from enjoying conjugal benefits.

''...TAKE ON THE WORLD!!!''

I used to think that one could have compassion -- and even love -- for "gay" people while maintaining that they believe homosexuality is wrong. But when you tell an individual that his/her relationship with his/her beloved is detrimental to the fabric of society and the very foundations of family life -- and is, moreover, a most heinous sin and an abomination in the eyes of God -- there is no possible way you can love that person any more than you can claim to love a person while cursing and shitting on everything that that person values and holds dear. Those who oppose same-sex marriages often cite their disapproval of the lifestyle -- but the issue isn't about the so-called "lifestyle." It isn't about those guys skipping around in the restrooms of the YMCA in leather chaps with with their hairy asses open and waiting to receive loads of steaming hot baby batter in their rectal pleasure centers. It's about individuals who deeply care about each other and want to spend the rest of their lives with one another. And fuck you for trying to keep them apart.

And what's with the label of "conservative" anyway? I can see its application in the same-sex marriage case, but with respect to abortion? Repealing Roe v. Wade is decidedly anti-conservative and radical. It would result in change -- lots of change, you betcha! -- and hardly for the better; you'd have women getting abortions in back alleys with clothes hangers and intentionally falling down the stairs and drinking and smoking like crazy throughout their pregnancies just to spite the people who forced them to have babies they never wanted in the first place, and then you'd have a generation of monsters rising up against the government that forced them into being when they never should have been! And can you imagine the chaos that would result if the so-called "right" got its way and contraceptive methods were outlawed too?!? It would be insane! But it would also make for a great and horrific sci-fi novel.

Why are you trying to get into everyone's Kool-Aid, righties? It's not your home and it's not your kitchen and it's not your refrigerator and it's not your clear plastic pitcher bearing the ancient, scratched visage of Purplesaurus Rex. Leave people be, for God's sake!

-posted by Wes | 6:47 pm | Comments (15)
Brain-Dead Mother Dies...
Category: Miscellany

...has got to be the worst headline I've ever read in a newspaper. 🙁

-posted by Wes | 1:51 pm | Comments (1)
What the hell is going on?!?!?
Category: Miscellany

WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!?

Have I stepped into Bizarroworld or something?! First, I'm tiptoeing around a run-down motel in search of giant talking tentacles, one of which desires to take over the world and enslave all humanity. The other's trying to start his own rock band. Then I decided to watch a couple of GTO episodes and am treated to this unexplained ending -- people in a wedding reception start hissing and baring loads of sharp little teeth in their freakishly wide mouths. And then I decide I need to refill my glass of water, so I go down stairs to find my mother asleep and the Drew Carey Show playing on television -- except for some inexplicable reason everyone on the show is a horrible alien and the Drew Carey alien bites the arm off of that really ugly chick's alien counterpart. WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?!?!? Next thing you know shui-mai will start mysteriously disappearing one by one...

-posted by Wes | 12:26 am | Comments (1)
August 3, 2005
What Kind of Novel Should I Write?
Category: Meme

It's been a while since I came across a quiz that didn't use tables, so here we are -- gacked this one from Ebs over on LJ. So, what kind of novel should I write...?

You should be writing Literature

LITERATURE! - You have a story... Oh yes you do! You are
not quite sure what it is, but it burns! It burns to be poured
onto the page! Write! Write I say! And thrill us with your
unique view of the world. YOU are your own inspiration!

What Kind of Novel Should I Write?
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There we are, then! And in case you're wondering, I'm probably staring at the crude sharpie drawings of pimps and hookers and misspelled gang slogans on a Metrobus at the moment of this posting (ugh) -- I'm testing out the scheduled post feature.

-posted by Wes | 7:38 am | Comments (2)
August 2, 2005
The darkest of the dark.
Category: Serious

Things rarely affect me one way or the other, but sometimes I read things so ridiculous that they cause me to quake with indignation. That's not what this post is about, though -- just saying.

Darth Crayon on the outskirts.

I'm not sure what got me to thinking about this the other night, but somehow I started considering the various causes of my descent into the gothic world -- and it dawned on me that the picture of the ideal goth boy is pretty much the stark opposite of my own physical appearance. The physical attributes that have caused women to constantly and consistently curse and spit upon me over the course of my life -- my lack of height, the shade of my skin, even my shape (you have no idea how many of my crushes -- like, all of them -- have squeezed my arms and then, after making what I took to be a complimentary statement about my form, added, "But I hate men with muscles! I prefer skinny guys.") -- all find their antithesis in the tall, pallid, gaunt form of the gothic Prince Charming. And I was always dark, mind you, but I wonder if the desire to be close to these apparently perfect specimens dwelled had something to do with it. (more...)

-posted by Wes | 4:36 am | Comments (7)