Tuesday, March 14, 2006

 

Day 2 of Death

Well, I woke up at 3am to vomit for a couple of hours again. So much for eating. However, I will be going to work today, and I'll probably be as grumpy as bloody hell the entire day too.

I've come to the conclusion that the US Government is totally inept. They've managed to fuck up the death penalty phase of Zacarias Moussaoui's trial. You can argue weather or not this guy deserves to die, but fucking the case up by coaching witnesses is really stupid. The guy pleaded guilty to the charges, has put up no fight (he's disowned his court appointed lawyers), and leaves court daily by screaming "Death to America" - or something to that effect. I bet you that guy is locked in the deepest cage in the United States of America right now, laughing his damn ass off!

Stephen Harper has impressed me, yet again, with his trip to Afghanistan. The part that impresses me is that he's actually spending time there! When Bush, Blair, Rice or any of these other shmucks show up in Afghanistan, it's usually for just long enough to stir up the Taliban, then they fly out as quick as they can. Harper though has actually spent the night there, and is spending most of his days with the troops. The Globe & Mail has an interesting take on it.

After last night's episode of 24, Jack Bauer's kill-count stands at 15 through 13 hours. Although in last night's episode, he was indirectly responsible for several other deaths (see you Hobbit).

Comments:
I presume you've polished off the Gibsons?
 
No no no my friend. That bottle of Gibson's is massive. There is still enough Rye there to destroy many lives.
 
Are you sure you don't need to see a doctor? Binges and vomitting bring the James Frey book to mind, and I don't want to see you ending up in Minnesota.
 
I don't believe in doctors. And nobody's ever wanted to end up in Minnesota. With the exception of Brainard, it's a great golf town.
 
So what you're saying is you don't believe in Science?
 
I will happily refer you to my LiveJournal entry dated January 30th, and appropriatly titled I recant!.

And let me say this. I don't disbelieve all science, just the parts that I don't like. Like Doctors. When you're young, all doctors do is tell you how your fucking killing yourself slowly, blah blah, etc, etc. It is not a doctors job to tell me how to live my life. It's a doctors job to fix me when I'm fucked up, thats it. Plus everybody knows they're in the pockets of the pharmacutical companies.

Hmmm... while perusing my LiveJournal for the last time, I also ran across these comments. I wonder if any of those anonymous posters would like to issue retractions!
 
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