Poetic Justice...

Wouldn't it be cool if Hunter S. Thompson were reincarnated as B. Spears kid? He would more than pay off any Karmic debt he might have and she would at least be on a Karmic payment plan for subjecting the world to more crap music that we didn't need and all the annoying "I'm so sweet... no, I'm a tiger..." episodes. She should have that paid off in about 487 life cycles...

I fear I have pissed off some Conservatives a few blog doors down... Oh well, what else is there to do around here? I'm just not sure why people get so torqued when their beliefs are questioned. Or, for that matter, why people are so quick to assume they're being attacked for their beliefs.

I keep hearing all this "my parents instilled morals... blah, blah, blah..." and in the same breath "I don't just believe stuff because someone tells me... blah, blah... because it says in the Bible... blah, blah..." Has the whole world gone crazy?

Deep breath... Maybe it's just the Right Wingers that have lost it...

No... the Lefties are nuts too...

"Don't hurt the cute, fuzzy, little animals," cried the Hippie, his tears falling like soft rain on his leather Berks...

Fuck it... tomorrow I'm going to trip an old lady while pushing a kid and kicking a dog, eat lots of meat while stepping on flowers and looking at porn, curse America, and tell everyone I see that God doesn't exist... Or I'll just get up and go to work. I haven't decided yet.