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I am coming out of retirement to explain my outrage concerning outrage. First... I am fine. Ok. Now that you are all caught up on my life have a look at the following news from Great Britain: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1030798/Muslim-outrage-police-advert-featuring-cute-puppy-sitting-policemans-hat.html. No.. really... click up there and read that or what I have to say here will mean really not much. Thanks. Now I HOPE you are as nearly outraged as I am concerning this outrage. I don't want to target specifically the muslims here, though if you are a muslim that takes offense at a puppy in a hat, please take this personally. I am really sick of all the intolerance in this world. I really love pudding. I consider pudding one of the great things in this world. I imagine if I saw a picture of someone taking a piss into a pudding cup I'd be flabbergasted and generally wondering how anyone could dislike pudding so much as to piss in it. I wouldn't express moral outrage. I wouldn't demand the head of anyone who pissed in the perfect food. I wouldn't call for their death/removal from office/IRS investigation. I was watching one of the network evening news shows the other night and they were interviewing the woman who made a bit of a misstep in Sudan. The whole story goes she allowed the CHILDREN in her class to name the teddy bear she used to teach English. They decided on Mohammad. Then the crowds wanted this woman killed. Er... ok. She's fine. She made it out alive, but there were videos of men running around the streets of Sudan waving machetes calling for her death. What is this folks, the dark ages? For those people out there that are outraged over everything, I have one small phrase that I think will help you get through life a little better. Lighten the fuck up. It's a fucking puppy in a hat. If you don't like puppies... don't own one. I don't like spiders, but I won't protest Spider Man movies. I believe in God. I don't want to kill those who don't. This is the goddamn 21st century. For those of you out there acting like it's still the 16th century... PLEASE, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE pull your collective heads out of your asses. Current Mood:  aggravated
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It is tough being a Republican in 2007. Somehow you have to believe concurrently that: - Jesus loves you, but shares your deep hatred of homosexuals and Hillary Clinton.
- A woman can't be trusted with decisions about her own body, but multi-national corporations can make decisions affecting all humankind without regulation.
- The United States should get out of the United Nations, but our highest national priority is enforcing U. N. resolutions against Iraq and Iran.
- "Standing Tall for America" means firing your workers and moving their jobs to India.
- Being a drug addict is a moral failing and a crime, unless you're a conservative radio host. Then it's an illness and you need our prayers for your recovery.
- The best way to improve military morale is to praise the troops in speeches, while slashing veterans' benefits and combat pay.
- A president lying about an extramarital affair is an impeachable offense. A president lying about WMD existence to enlist support for an unprovoked, undeclared war and occupation in which thousands of soldiers and hundreds of thousands civilians die, is, somehow, solid "defense" policy in a "War against Terrorism".
- Group sex and drug use are degenerate sins, unless you someday run for governor of California as a Republican.
- If condoms are kept out of schools, adolescents won't have sex.
- A good way to fight terrorism is to belittle our long-time allies, but then demand their cooperation and money.
- Providing health care to all Iraqis is sound policy. Providing health care to all Americans is socialism.
- HMOs and insurance companies make profits and have the interest of the public at heart.
- Global warming and tobacco's link to cancer are junk science, but creationism should be taught in schools.
- Saddam was a good guy when Reagan armed him and Rumsfeld reassured him he was our buddy. A bad guy when Bush's daddy made war on him, a good guy when Cheney did business with him. But, then a bad guy again when Bush junior needed a prop for his re-election campaign as the "war president".
- Iran was a good country when Ford and Rumsfeld and Cheney, along with General Electric, gave them our nuclear technology in the 1970's. Good guys when Cheney did business with them in the 1990's. But, then bad guys when Bush junior needed a prop for his re-election campaign as the "war president".
- Iraq was a good country when Reagan and Rumsfeld gave them our chemical warfare technology in the 1980's. Bad guys when we authorized their overflights to gas their own population, and then good guys, again, when Cheney did business with them. But, then bad guys when Bush junior needed a prop for his re-election campaign as the "war president".
- It is okay that the Bush family's "Carlisle Group" has made millions doing business with the Bin Laden family.
- Government should limit itself to the powers named in the Constitution, which should include "banning gay marriages and censoring the Internet".
- The public has a right to know about Hillary's cattle trades, but George Bush's illegal insider Harken Oil stock trade should be sealed in his Daddy's library, and is none of our business.
- What Bill Clinton or John Kerry did in the 1960s was of vital national interest but Bush & Cheney's drug and alcohol felony arrests in the '80s are irrelevant.
- Trade with Cuba is wrong because the country is communist, but trade with China and Vietnam is vital to a "spirit of international harmony".
- Affirmative Action is wrong, but it is OK for your Daddy and his friends (here and in Saudi Arabia) to get you to graduate from Yale without studying much; to dodge the draft in the Texas Air National Guard; to bail out your company Harken Oil and the Texas Rangers; to get the Governorship of Texas and then to have the Supreme Court appoint you President of the USA.
- You are a conservative, but it is OK to spend like there is no tomorrow and run up deficits that your grandchildren will have to pay, while at the same refunding as much tax money as possible to rich people who do not need it.
This illogical behavior can take a toll on a healthy mind. So if a friend of yours has been acting a bit dazed and confused lately, be nice: he or she may be a Republican! Current Mood:  amused
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, you're now logged in! Below you'll find your test result. After, continue on to your homescreen to discover what we're about.
Computer Savant
43 % Nerd, 65% Geek, 56% Dork |
For The Record:
A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.
A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.
A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.
You scored better than half in Geek and Dork, earning you the title of: Computer Savant.
People confuse you with a Nerd all of the time. You aren't some genius, like some people have said, and didn't/don't really like school all that much (and you especially hated some of the social aspects, like getting mocked). It's just that you have some passions and interests that you're extremely into/good at, and this has placed you in circles with other social outcasts, some of whom are exceptionally bright.
The awesome thing about being where you are is that you get to hang out with an elite group (though you'd probably rather be alone, or with only the closest friends and family) and you can make quite a good career for yourself in your particular specialities. Common to this group are people who are highly into electronics/computers as that is where the money lies, today.
Congratulations!
Also, you might want to check out some of my other tests if you're interested in any of the following:
Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Professional Wrestling
Love & Sexuality
America/Politics
Thanks Again! -- THE NERD? GEEK? OR DORK? TEST |
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My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
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I am a bit ashamed. At 7:37 p.m. on Saturday, November 14, 1970 as the Marshall University football team was returning from a narrow defeat at Eastern Carolina, a chartered jet carrying 75 members of the football team, coaches and several fans crashed 30 seconds short of Tri State Airport, instantly killing everyone aboard. I was in-utero then. My father, a reporter at the time for The Herald Dispatch in Huntington, WV went to the crash site, 2 miles West of the airport to cover the tragedy. The lightly wooded field where the plane came down was littered with bodies and metal hunks from the plane. This would be one of a series of West Virginia tragedies my father would have to report on over the years. Growing up in Huntington, it was an ever-present cloud that hung over the community, but since I was so young the tragedy didn't touch my generation like it did the previous generation... or so I thought. I cannot even remember when I was first told about the largest sports tragedy in the history of the United States of America. It seemed like a far-off land to me. I didn't understand the full impact that this tragedy had on my little hometown. Perhaps I still don't, but with the mostly-accurate historic mass-market movie "We are Marshall" I now understand a little more about what shaped my hometown and why Marshall University is so completely tied to the town. I am proud to be from Huntington West Virginia. I'm proud of Marshall University. I'm proud of the people of West Virginia... yes... even those dirty Morgantowners... The movie gave me a far greater understanding of one of the enormities that shaped my home. I am ashamed that it took something as trivial as a Hollywood movie to enlighten me as to the occurrances surrounding the Marshall plane crash and subsequent years. I will always be fiercely proud of where I am from. I will, as usual, suffer the barbs of the nescient masses out there who consider West Virginia to be a land of slack-jawed yokals whose only interests culminate in such lofty pastimes as drinking beer and riding ATVs while hunting deer and relax in the evenings to the latest NASCAR event. I have lived many places: The Greater Detroit Metro Area of Michigan (including Ann Arbor), Washington D.C., New York City and Cleveland, OH. I was born in West Virginia, and if God is kind to me, I will die there as well. It will always be my home. " We are Marshall" Current Mood:  melancholy
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