The Futility of it all

Today I found a new reason to want to destroy the world. Get rid of them all I say. Spare no one. The human race has fought an epic battle, a battle filled with losers and bereft of winners, and lost; a battle against stupidity.

I saw an ad today on the internet, an ad for a self help service. The tagline went thus “I got scammed 27 times - how to avoid work from home scams”. I mean, seriously, what the fuck?! If you are capable of walking, talking or counting to 27, even if you have to use your fingers and toes, you should be able to avoid being scammed 27 times, the same bloody way. Hell, if you have enough money to buy or enough brain power to steal a computer, you should be able to avoid that. What? The first 26 fucking times weren’t a clue.

I can just imagine the daft prick walking along, having been scammed 26 times before, and seeing one of those pull-tab ads on a stobey pole. Earn up to $10 000 000 a week tax free, all from the comfort of your own home. ‘Wow, that sounds good’ he says to himself, pulls a tab and gives them a call. ‘Ten mill a week is normal right? Everyone’s doing it, I’m ripping myself off.’ I mean really; 27 times?

I have been saying for a long time now the general stupidity of the population really surprises me. What surprises me more though is the way they keep lowering the bar. Every time I think, ‘no way, people can’t be any stupider than that’ I am floored by something that is so stupid I even have trouble conceiving of some being able to think about it, let alone do it. This is one such time. The only solution – turn it all into goo.

The joy of music...

Every now and then when one lives the dream, the 'real world' pops up, bursts your bubble and gives you a repetitive and unoriginal kick up the arse.

Commercial fucking radio.

"So tell me why-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-yy-y-y-y-y-y-yy-y
should i let you go

give me 20 good reasons

i need to know"

20 good reasons? I don't think there were even 20 good reasons for the d-day landings at Normandy but they still went ahead. who the fuck would give someone 20 reasons when leaving them?

I'll give you one good reason why-y-y-y-y-y, it really should suffice

you're a whining cheese dick who writes shit music.

The Best-Laid Plans of Mice and Men Often Go Awry...

During my quiet reflection about apologising, inspired by the events of last week, I think about what it all means to me. While I certainly don't want to make light of the 'sorry day'- I think it is one of the most important days in our history, I do think it's important to reflect within ourselves. This could be a big step forward for Australia. As PK said in the power of one, " a waterfall starts with a single drop."

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This is only too true.

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So, for all my reflecting, what did I come up with? Nothing terribly groundbreaking I'm afraid, but it did make me wonder if we will ever get an apology from RE. Not for what he did to the stolen generation. As far as I am aware, he had nothing to do with it, after all, he is only 26. No, I'm wondering if, in this summer of apologies, we will recieve one for what happened to the Map of the Problematique.

It's been 2 months since Sean Bean's glorious blog and even longer since RE's last blog. His last blog was, if you believed the hype, to be revolutionary for the Map of the Problematique and it's readers. A blog, no less, which would bring us, the traditionalist administrators and you the readers, up from our comical slums to the lofty heights of his Chateau D'Intelligence.

My oh my how even the best intended policies can fail.

"ALways opinionated; always controversial; and always topical, he's done it again. Casting off the shackles of our traditionalist administrators I'm putting another brave foot forward." RE,December 6, 2007.

As the media sun begins to set on the 'sorry day' stories only time will tell if this year will be the year that reconcilliation really starts to occur. For myself though, I can't help but wonder if we, the children of the blog, will have to wait 30 odd years before we hear an apology from RE.

One thing is certain, by then, Funkmaster D will have no hair.