Our Downfall

On my drive home the other night, I noticed that there is increasing number of drivers on the road without their headlights turned on. This is especially noticeable on my route because a majority of my drive passes through areas without many streetlights. More and more I am seeing small signs of idiocy in people and it scares me..a lot. Now I know this is a very minor thing but I can't help myself when I notice these things. Other people's lack of sense causes my brain to malfunction. I run through different scenarios and try to get into their head. It is a real problem.

Personally, I believe the whole world is slowly turning into a legion of slow-witted. This concept was brilliantly portrayed in the movie Idiocracy. If you haven't seen it I suggest you check it out. It isn't the best movie I have ever seen but the basis is both hysterical and scarily believable. Basically, the main character ends up 500 years in the future to discover the degeneration of human society due to natural selection gone wrong. Mediocrity and commercialism are rampant due to the stupid over breeding and the educated have gone the way of the dodo.

If you don't think something like this could possibly happen then explain this item I found in Barnes and Noble recently.

If that isn't bad enough their is an actual class where you can go learn the "art" of dancing with cats. This is an actual quote from the site, "After all, dancing with our cats is something we really have to do alone and you can feel rather isolated at times. So its great to come to a class where you can meet others of the same persuasion, feel confirmed in your practice, and usually make new friends." Excuse me, but if you dance with your fucking cat maybe you should be alone. I don't want to see you out in society interacting with anyone out of fear that you may possibly pass your cat dancing genes on to future generations. If you need a laugh please check out the site, it is gold.
http://www.monpa.com/dwc/

I think our main problem is most people don't want to or don't take the time to think. A perfect example is the comic that was recently published in The New York Times that has pissed off a lot of people.

How in the hell did no one in the entire organization go, "Your going to publish this? Your shitting me right?" It is like there is no editing process to the comic section. If I drew that and showed it to my family and friends they would definitely wonder what the hell is wrong with me. Next time maybe they should get up from their drafting table and take a walk around with the sketch.

"Hey what do you think of my new idea for this week's edition?"

"Yeah..about that, Jim. Maybe you should come up with something else. I don't think America will get your comic of Hitler raping a puppy. It is a bit above them, they might not get the context."

Vista can suck my @$%&!

Well I, have finally given up on the pretty package of shite that Vista has proven to be. I am currently backing up my laptop and giving the old heave ho to this horrible operating system. At first it was all sunshine and candy, but I slowly began to realize that Vista was a needy bitch. The last straw was actually a normal occurrence of a program completely shutting down for no reason last night. But this time, I vowed to myself that I would not let Vista beat me down any longer. I would take a stand.

So now here I am, minutes away from expelling this OS from my life and going back to good old, slightly less glitchy XP. Oh, how this makes me miss my MAC! The power supply died last month and seeing as I barely have enough money to have a dinner out at Chili's, it will stay that way for now. I will have to carry on with sub-standard Windows and all the baggage that comes along with it. Maybe one day I will win the lotto or find a job that pays me more than a teenage babysitter. Then I will buy a Power Book and spin with it in a flowered field.

So goodbye Vista! No more eating up my battery power, driver issues, crashing software, and that annoying green bar in explorer. You were just like a super hot chick, pretty packaging with no substance and a giant "see you next Tuesday"!