Grabbing this from Daily Pundit, because I’m way too fucking lazy to bother with a local news source. Also, I like his take on it. I thought we’d outgrown these stupid wanna-be moral crusades (excuse me, stupid fucking wanna-be moral crusades), but I guess I was wrong: Swearing in public now punishable by $20 fine in Middleborough, Massachusetts – NY Daily News.
We live in Middleborough, and let me tell you that the first person who suggests that I should have been at the meeting if I disapprove so much is going to hear some very loud and public profanity, because you know what? I was at work, supporting my fucking family. I could always quit and go on the dole instead so I’d have time for this petty bullshit, but I’ve got more pride than that.
Too bad the town doesn’t. I like living here, apart from the sanctimonious idiots.
Comments are closed, because this shit is not up for debate.
To my husband, friend, and companion, Jay “Solo” Ellis.
I’m turning into a Chobani addict. I have yet to meet a flavor I don’t like. And it’s even got actual nutrients in it.
Made. Of. Win.
Jay muses over paying $3/gallon for gas for the first time…in 2006.
To hell with the Chevy Volt. Ban kindergarten! The stacks of paper that come home are obscene.
Woke up this morning and found that we had a distinct lack of hot water. Went down cellar to check on it and found a flood.
Landlord was called , Murphy had fun, and we should have a new water heater in a day or two.
Are all the happy people on the internet actually happy, or do they just play happy people on the internet?
Of course, we can’t really be honest here or people show up at our door and threaten us, apparently. But I agree with her anyway.
There seems to have been a real ramping-up lately of the stupid in these parts. I notice it most in how aggressively people are driving…it’s been bad, even for around here. I see it in the customers at work, too. Tempting to blame it on the economy (or the perception of the economy, anyway), but it feels angrier and more all-encompassing than that. It’s not the kind of angry that makes you stomp out of a room; it’s the kind of angry that makes you stomp out of a room without noticing that the door’s closed until you stomp into it.
I think it’s the election.
And I don’t think it’s *this* election. I think people were even crankier last time, in a we-really-loathe-the-other-guy sort of way. I think it’s elections in general.
I think it’s the reminder that to a degree that grows greater all the time, we allow other people to determine the course of our lives for us. We live in fear of what idiot thing the 51% will do to us next, and it gets under our skin. There is something in the human spirit that recoils from such a conditional brand of freedom, and we hate our fellow men for it, knowing that they can vote away the things we hold dear.
Why the hell this inspires people to ever more fervent campaigning and an ever-increasing idealization of voting, I don’t know. A call to anarchy would be more logical.
Because really? I think I might actually do it this time, if I had an hour. But I don’t.
How’s that for elliptical and annoying?
Running around in circles in the Mega Lo mart takes weight off, too. I’m down to a weight I haven’t seen since probably early 2001. I suppose moving 8 hours a day is bound to do that to you. Shame it hurts so bad, though.