6 posts tagged “morons”

I'd like to preface this by saying that I only know about any of the following because of my temporary subscription to Us Weekly magazine.  If you haven't been following along, a magazine I subscribed to folded not long ago, and to make it up to me, the publishers decided to fulfill the remainder of that subscription by replacing each of my unreceived issues with an issue of Us.  I would NEVER, EVER, EVER subscribe to Us on my own.  I think it's an awful magazine.  It's nothing but gossip and absurdity.  I hate TV shows like The Insider and Access Hollywood more than I can tell you, and this is the same thing, in print form.  It's the kind of magazine that keeps paparazzi alive, and for that they should be ashamed.  But yes, I'm getting it until October, so now I can write crap like...

The whole Britney Spears downward spiral has officially reached the point where it's not funny anymore.  It's pathetic, and I never thought I'd say it, but I sorta think Kevin Federline really ought to have custody of those kids.  I think Britney's at the point where her behavior is starting to creep into child abuse territory.  And when Kevin Federline looks like Parent of the Year by comparison, it's time to make some changes in your life.

Yeah, I haven't posted in over a week, and THIS is the garbage you get upon my return.  Nice, I know.  Ha.

Have I mentioned lately how much I like Mandy Moore?  I really do.

ALSO, I haven't ever watched even ten minutes of an episode of The Hills, so I can't comment on its quality or the entertainment value it provides, and for some reason Lauren Conrad even seems decent to me, but I am way beyond sick of seeing articles about the endless drama that takes place on and off that show.  Again, Us sucks.  Enough already.  Is there a rule that says that Lauren has to be on EVERY cover?

I know, I know, why do I even read these issues when they come?  I'm not sure.  I can't just throw them out, though.  And hey, I'm terribly informed about this crap now.  The fact that I know the names of people on reality shows I don't ever watch?  Hmm.  Okay, I don't know what that says about me.  Ha.   

You know what would be great?  If all message boards were just deleted.  Immediately.  I think there are very few things I hate more than message boards (well, I do hate Michael Vick more).  They're the perfect outlet for Internet rudeness (which is an epidemic, by the way).  The worst part of the Internet, to me, is the way it seems to empower people to spew all their hateful, insulting crap out for the world to see.  Message boards just make this easier.  I think politeness is a rarity in real life these days, but online, ugh.  It's more than rare.  It's nearly nonexistent.  Loudmouths rule online.  Down with message boards.

Anyway, I hate the Yankees.  The end.

I've been gone for a few days, and now that I'm back, my first instinct is to make this a very profanity-laden post, to rant and yell and scream, but no.  I'll just say...

If I were in charge of things, Michael Vick would be looking at a life sentence, if not worse.  If he ever plays another game in the NFL, if he doesn't get the steepest possible penalty for what he's done, if he's not absolutely nailed to the wall for this, then there's a huge, huge problem.  This guy is the lowest of low, scum-sucking, inhuman pieces of refuse I've probably ever seen.  I'm generally the last one to convict a man before he's been tried, but in this case, screw it.  I hope Michael Vick rots.

Thanks.

There are times when I truly believe that politeness is dead in this country.  Or at least in my part of it.  I just get really, truly sick of people who don't even acknowledge that there's anyone in the world but them.  I just got back from the post office.  On the way in, I reached the door before a family, two women and two kids, so I decided to be nice and hold the door for them and let them go in first, sacrificing my place in line in the process.  All I expect when I do something like this is, you know, a simple thank you.  Even a smile would do.  But all four of these people just walked on in, never even bothering to glance my way, right past me, as if I were the doorman or something.  Never mind that their hands were empty, and I was holding a ten-pound box.  So then I walk inside, to the next door, the one where I had to go to drop off my package, and someone was coming out.  I took the door after that person had left, and noticed some other guy, probably in his 30's, coming my way.  So again, I decided to be nice and hold the door for him, too.  And he walked on through, never even thinking to make eye contact or look my way or anything.

Now, you know, I'm sorry, but fuck that.  I don't need to be nice.  I don't expect much in return.  I try to hold doors for people, I try to help people out if they need help, I try to be a decent guy.  ALL I want is an acknowledgment.  But it almost never happens.  Maybe 10%, maybe 20% of the time, I get a reaction from someone.  Everyone else is just oblivious.  And it's really annoying to me anymore.  I think it's only getting worse.  When I walk in front of someone, say, in a grocery store aisle, I say "excuse me."  Does no one else do that?  Because when someone walks in front of me, it's like I don't exist.  I think the whole freaking world is steadily going downhill, and I'm not saying that being polite would solve all the world's problems.  But it certainly couldn't hurt.

To follow up my Rosie O'Donnell post from the other day, I saw this headline in the little news box when I signed into my Yahoo mail account today:

"O'Donnell may never speak to Hasselbeck."

And the linked article goes on to say that Elisabeth called Rosie on the phone after the spat but Rosie didn't talk to her, and on Rosie's website (if you've never been to that site, wow; hardest thing to read, ever; I wrote more coherently when I was in the second grade), it apparently says something like she'll probably never talk to Elisabeth again.  And more blah, blah, blah.

Well, I said it before, I'll say it again now: get OVER it, you big baby.  Boo freakin' hoo.  I know you consider yourself a master orator, Rosie, and I know you think you're a great debater, but simply believing passionately in something and being rigid and unflinching in your views, and shouting down all dissenters, that's not what makes someone a good debater.  Having an argument and then storming off and quitting and refusing to talk to the person you argued with, that's just weak and lame.  So grow a brain, and grow up, and just stay the hell off TV.

Actually, the saddest, lamest part of this is, I'm actually wasting five minutes writing about it.  Boooo, me.  Pfft.

It must be tiring, being such a big stupid #$%@&$# baby all the time, Rosie O' Donnell.