Thursday, August 16, 2007

Sweetness Doesn't Count

"You've got to be completely heartless not to notice a newspaper's headline about how state lawmakers gave themselves a 10% raise but said nothing in the state's budget would be allocated for schools or hospitals."

-Me

Oh, lordy! That made me so mad when I read about how our state's lawmakers gave themselves a raise but didn't see fit to work on the budget other than that. Since when does one of these guys have a hard time making ends meet? We don't even have a solid budget in Illinois as our governor is fighting with the house speaker over small issues. Hell, the local enormous college is worried about how they're going to pay their employees with no solid budget.

Illinois has been made known as having one of the most corrupt governing bodies. George Ryan saw to it that his popularity was so low that he let all those on death row off. Remember that? Now, it's Rod and his jet going back and forth from Chicago all because he doesn't want to live in Springfield. The cost? Over $75,000/year paid for by taxpayers.

Right now, I'm reading the screenplay for Resident Evil: Extinction in hopes that it will give me some sort of fantasy life away from the everyday government cronies. No such luck. All I wish for is some sort of plague that takes away our most idiotic citizens or turns them into zombies. It's here that I mow 'em down while wielding a sawed-off shotgun on a crotch rocket. When Ultrarooster is out to save the day, he does so in style.

But Resident Evil: Extinction also give me another sort of anger. I watch MTV Cribs with a certain interest in what people are into. That luster is gone since people like Skid Row's Sebastian Bach's zest for comic books has made way for rappers bragging about jewelry. Tonight's had a guy telling us that it is perfectly alright to spend $350,000 on a large gold chain with diamonds. Again, I want to mow down some of these fucks that hoard this kind of cash while schools and hospitals barely get by.

I know we live in a capitalistic society. But holy fuck, how can a person not give back? Just what makes a person wish to spend obscene amounts of money on jewelry, 4 houses, and a gigantic fishtank that contains a shark? First of all, sharks belong in the ocean. Second, you only really need one house unless you vacation in another country often. Third, how blind a person must be when driving around in a Lamborghini as schools hold up signs of another desperate bake sale. George Bush's America has tax breaks for those that are rich enough to get it, yo.

For the young 'uns, I was thinking about your band, Good Charlotte's Joel Madden. Don't know him? This is the guy that got that potato skin, Nicole Richie, pregnant and with lusted after tits. Anyway, Good Charlotte had this song called "Lifestyles Of the Rich And Infamous" where they discussed celebs bitching about how hard it is to be rich. Here is Joel doing just that with a no-talent snot that should have been in prison years ago.

Yes, it's painfully obvious that I keep fantasizing about an apocalypse of some kind where those that know how to survive can rid the world of those that exploit it. I'd love to see those in our government try to fight off a large herd of zombies while survivors and I take bets as to who will last the longest. I have no sympathy for those that have no heart.

FYI: My only real celebrity-like want would be to own the Batmobile. While the 50's one was pretty damn cool, I'd go for the 89's version with Michael Keaton being directed by Tim Burton. That was THE shit and I'd love to see it parked outside for its many drives down the street with some hardass music by Garbage and Paula Abdul. The latter will be with the windows up because "Knocked Out" is kina personal, yo.

Oh, 5-Pound Phooey, for those of you keeping track, ate 2 cicadas today. What I've noticed is her need to feel like a hunter. It started with that mole a while back and has now escalated to large bugs like these cicadas. When I picked up a live one on the sidewalk, 5-Pound Phooey ran over and snatched it out of my hands. The thing buzzed a lot but 12-pounds of furry mayhem was too much. Crunched and swallowed by 5-Pound Phooey. I just cannot believe my dog eats bugs.

I haven't talked about the gym because it's just been too bland. Here and there, I see people that I enjoy laughing with like Richard and Tamalah. It's not often because this is the time of year where the humidity makes people grumpy ass fuckers like me. Actually, I'm not grumpy but cynical, something everyone should be or they'd end up as runover by moronic managers.

So, I'm outta here as this uneventful rainy icky day comes to a close. Wish I had a Nintendo Wii to play with since it would be nice to help my mom get in shape. If it's not that that's bringing her down, it's the radiation that makes her so tired. A good game of tennis doubles on the Wii can help bring back some zing. Did you know a famous pornstar got kicked off a video game club? Very funny story if you know where to look as even gorgeous girls get their kicks with hopeless geeks until one of them turns her in. Happy twats all around.

3 comments:

Samantha Duncan said...

Quite a few celebrities do give back, it seems. And even if they don't, I'm not going to harp on someone for buying expensive things for themselves. It's all relative at the end of the day, isn't it? If it's their money and they can afford it, aren't they just as entitled to million-dollar jewelry as you are to owning a Wii? They're both luxuries, yes? Besides, who's to say you wouldn't upgrade a little if you jumped up to a celebrity salary? Designer purses are ridiculously out of my price range, but if I was making millions of dollars, fuck yeah, I'd own a handful of them. Give back, don't give back, whatever people do with their money is none of my business to judge.

I believe it was Benji's brother, Joel Madden, that knocked up Nicole Ritchie.

Wendy said...

my dog likes to snap up flies...and bees. When he eats the bees they sting him. First time we took him to the vet. Benadryl. Now we just know to check for stingers and give him benadryl and his poofy face will deflate. Dumb dog, love em to death.

Samantha Duncan said...

The cost isn't the point. I could argue that Wii systems are ridiculously expensive, the same way someone else can argue that diamond bling is expensive. They're both things we don't need. But there are things like that we all like to own. Celebrity or not, we all like to buy cool stuff and stuff that makes us look good, so why judge someone for what they like to spend their money on?

You claim to be above this guilty pleasure/collector spending, but you could've fooled me with the number of times you mention all the comic books/DVDs/sneakers you have.