I’ve not been a good blogger have I? This is the first post I’ve wrote in over a month. I guess I’ll never be in the pantheon of elite bloggofucks like…uh…hm…There are no famous (and good) bloggers. Besides Gaijin Smash. That dude’s hilarious.
School’s started. Starting to get into a fuckin’ groovy rhythm. Have classes with most of my friends, my favorites would have to be Creative Writing and Modern Novels, even though the book we’re reading in MN is Shit. Yes, I capitalized Shit. Fuck off. I don’t understand how I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings is so critically acclaimed. It’s literally a boring biography of a black girl in the 30′s and 40′s. I just can’t relate. I don’t see how anyone cares about the attention whore that is Maya Angelou in the first place. Life sucks, get a helmet.
Next on my bashing agenda is Women. Females. ‘Bitches’ if you will. Oh how they piss me off so. I mean, yeah, they’re soft and squishy and sexy, but they’re also self-aggrandizing, pretentious, twits. They’re at the top of the food chain, womyn warriorz whose shit don’t stink. Flaunting what they have to who they want and being appalled when they’re stared at like a piece of meat.
Well guess what ladies, you ARE a piece of meat.
In fact, I’m a piece of meat too. WE ARE ANIMALS. There is no higher meaning to life (or maybe there is, I’m not arrogant enough *coughwomencough* to assume that I know all the answers to life.) We, as a species on this earth, are meant to do two essential things. Sexercise and Survive. That’s it. We are born to make more of us. You are not the Be All End All of the universe, you most likely not achieve greatness, or ascend as a higher power. You will live, and you will die. Whether you fail to live up to your instinctual expectations of making babies is entirely up to you.
Now don’t get me wrong, there are some females who aren’t all bad. Just the majority of you, even if you aren’t aware of it. It is natural, instinctual even, for girls to mislead, lure, and trap guys for their pleasure (maybe that’s the wrong word, ‘enjoyment’ is probably better). Then, when they tire of them, they throw them back like underdeveloped fish and cast out their ruthless line for another one. It is entirely frustrating, but I have no choice but to play this game. Even though no ‘line’ has caught me yet. I’m not trying to boast that I’ve been able to see the writing on the wall and evade the lure of the succubi, but that I’m essentially a social reject. A loser. A creep. A dweeb. Nerd. Geek. Idiot. Jackass. Dementoid. Call me what you will, and I’ll probably agree with you, because I’m that much of a doormat.
Oh, and women? NO SANE HUMAN BEING UNDERSTANDS YOU. I do not have female hormones, therefore, my inferior male brain cannot begin to fathom your bitchfits. You nag and nag and nag, therefore you’re being uppity. Therefore, you’re being stubborn. Therefore your boyfriend gives up the fight cause you won’t. Therefore, you complain about his lack of passion, therefore you break up. Therefore, the caged bird gets motherfuckin’ set free and gets to live a healthy lifestyle without your dumbass clogging up his good vibes. I’ve been told that a relationship is basically mutual understanding between partners, there cannot be understanding if you don’t talk. Therefore (there it is again), you must let HIM talk too. Let HIM share his point of view. Try to see things through his perspective. LISTEN. Divorce rates have been rising like hell ever since the 60′s. The Women’s Rights Movement really went full throttle in the 60′s. Coincadence? Sure. It’s a coincadence that the sky and oceans are both blue, too.
Now, I’m not raggin’ on Women’s Rights? It’s awesome as fuck that girlies get to wear skimpy outfits. Howerver, it doesn’t give you precedence over men. It. Is. Supposed. To. Be. Equal. Rights. No one is above another and all that jazz. You get hired if you’re qualified, no matter the race, gender, or sexuality. Thing is, sexual harassment complaints have been rising, too. We have the motherfucking right to flirt with and look at you. Goddamn, uppity bitches, goddamn.
Ties in with the feminist movement. Yeah, it’s a good cause…in theory. Make sure females receive the same treatment as males in the workplace, make sure females are given respect. Yeah. Thing is, treatment works both ways. If you’re fired for not doing your job, I’m willing to bet that you would still be fired if you were male. Also, you deserve to be payed the same amount as your male equals. You don’t deserve to be payed more than your male equals who work the exact same position, that is, if work effort doesn’t play a part in salary. I’m all for equal rights, I just don’t think women should be given preferential treatment because they have a vagina.
Thought about the draft yesterday, and I wondered why women don’t have to sign up for it. Pisses me off actually. REALLY pisses me off now that I think about it. I don’t see how your forefathersmothers worked their asses off for equal rights and that doesn’t include the Draft…Maybe because you bleed out the groin for 1/6 of a month makes you a hazard? I think that would be beneficiary for the army, get you all good and menstrual, give you a gun, and send you off to blow the hell out of terrorists. I can’t think of a good reason for women NOT having to be drafted. Can’t. Unpossible.
There will probably be more frustration at women and their ‘Boy Who Cryed Wolf’ mentalities next blorg. I’m out.
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