You can choose the lesser of two evils, but you are still choosing evil.
And I cannot remember a time where I chose the lesser of two goods.
Good always seems to be in short supply, while there is always a lot of evil to go around.
The guy next to me seems to be obsessed with evil.
He is on his cell via bluetooth.
I love bluetooth because it requires that you talk just a wee bit louder.
Making it all that much easier to listen in.
That’s where I come in.
He is having some sort of philosophical discussion that is begining to border on old school crazy.
Its ADD on steroids.
I thought at first it was a discussion about legalizing pot.
Then I thought it was about religion.
Maybe the bath salts/zombie attack in Florida.
My head hurts, I can only imagine the carnival going on in this guys head.
However, knocking someone with focus issues is kind of a glass houses thing with me.
There ought to be rules for this sort of thing.
Even if you are batshit crazy, you should still have to keep your ranting in focus.
But, I guess I shouldn’t complain.
I mean, there is a reason I drink this much coffee on a daily basis.
I just can’t bring myself to take Ritalin.
Although it does seem to be the opiate of the masses.
Every kid you pass on the streets is on minor speed these days.
Or at least, they should be.
Case in point, the little girl running around Starbucks fairly unattended right now.
Mom is WAY too busy texting and cackling to pay attention to her young one, who is currently running laps in the middle of a fairly busy Starbucks.
As she rounded the corner on one of her laps, she flicked out her hand and smacked the paper of an older woman reading the paper.
Aside from pretty much shitting herself, the shocked reaction alone screamed “HEART ATTACK!” to those of us paying attention.
I am glad my Red Cross card is up to date, because CPR was on the table for a few minutes.
I once watched a little old lady slap an out of control little kid once.
Where is she when I need her?
Because SOMEBODY has to put genie back in the bottle.
I have said it before, but it bears repeating, people need to beat their kids more often.
There should be parenting classes.
“How to beat your children.”
A class that all pregnant teens should have to take by law.
Now, before you all start moaning sentences that start with “How dare you-” and “Do you realize-” Take a moment and think about the fact that most of the people that would write such an email needs that same ass whipping.
And NO ONE is above an ass beating.
Chris Rock is a prophet on that one.
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