A few days ago we saw a T-Shirt that scared the fuck out of us. Thinking that only real nuts would wear it and because we don’t live in the south– because political views where we live are kept to mumbles or come out as spotty racist tirades or maybe because the people here don’t have real balls or care– we assured ourselves that we wouldn’t see anyone wearing one. Ever.
If They Wear This
You Wear That
We can’t say we were surprised to see that the same sentiment has been pasted onto a “Club Gitmo” T-shirt that is being sold by Rush Limbaugh. Meaning that the prospect of actually seeing someone wearing one has greatened significantly.
It has always been the job of “humor” to laugh rationality in the face– to take the truth and tell it to go give itself a hand job.
These shirts are like graphic representations of the skewed pattern of irrationality that Limabaugh has always subscribed to.
Along with that are our own shirts, less cruel and more truthful.
They Wear This
You're Wearing This
1up YouTube for letting user Pruane2Forever direct the abuse and alienation he’s probably been feeling since he can remember towards the camera and not by shooting his school up.
Props to Pruane-Dog for calling out 50 Cent. It’s about time someone did it!
Yesterday I posted about the large amount of evangelical students studying Government at Patrick Henry College, the so-called “Evangelical Ivy-League.”
A few posts previous to that one was an entry about retarded people.
In this post the two converge!
And while concern over the beating that the constitution took over the last eight years burdens our souls and the injustice that disabled people are faced with make our hearts heavy, there is always the internet to remind you that the 1st Amendment is still being abused by retards like Alex Jones:
And while it is Jones right to free speech his intricate conspiracy theories that barely try to hide his deeply anti-Semitic, anti-government paranoia are hilarious. Once you get over the fact that their scary as fuck, that is.
Jones presence is strange because his basal stupidity grabs hold of your better nature and you want to think of him as Dan from Roseanne and not the strange combination of James Earl Ray and Jerry Lewis that he really is ( see roughly 3:00-3:25). Quickly that fades and you realize that before the internet Jones was probably one of those dudes who sat up all night on their CB’s scaring the shit out of people by telling them they were right outside their house in a Ford Turbo.
Why is this news?
Phelps looks and acts like every other college kid who sits around trying intentionally to postpone the inevitable monotony that his life as a mortgage broker is guaranteed to become by smoking pot and laughing at things they think are far out.
This clip is probably a fair indicator of what the Michael Phelps is like most of the time when a camera is not on him.
And, although we wouldn’t want to hang out with him, Michael Phelps seems like a decent guy. He’s a dude’s dude– the kind who keeps Maxim in print. He has boys, and they hang and watch sports, and commiserate on why the chicks who won’t f them are lesbians. Or whatever!!!
“He didn’t know many people so you’d think he’d be a little shy. But he was loud, obnoxious and slamming beers from the get-go.
“Every girl wanted a piece of him and every guy wanted to be his best buddy. He couldn’t get enough of all the attention.”
The most tiring(and unfortunate) aspect of what will(quickly) become Michael Phelps future demise is the myth we have created around this kid, so that a picture of him hanging out and getting high has jeopardized his career. We are constantly shocked here by the douche-bags who’ve decided that the most humane way to ruin someone is to give them superhuman qualities. We assume that people in the spotlight aren’t people– that their single purpose is to set examples that us regular folks can never live up to. When those expectations are not met– or even worse our hero’s flash signs of human weakness– us wolves eat them alive.