Get Off My Desert Lawn!

Tag: politics

  • Where’s My Change?

    Yes, I feel the need to throw in my two cents on this Kirk situation. Why? Because reading all the back and forth is annoying.

    One side says he was a great family man.

    The other side claims he was the devil incarnate.

    Does it really matter?

    No because he was human. He was most likely both.

    None of us are perfect. We all fight with others, including those close to us, like family members. Some of us fight so much we become the black sheep or even get kicked out of a will.

    There’s not a single person who can say they never fought with someone they loved.

    The funny part of life starts when someone dies. They can be a total asshole in life. Yet at their funeral, everyone claims they were such a great person.

    Were they? Or is it guilt we feel for not being able to be nice while they were alive? We have to stand before God and clear our conscience.

    It doesn’t matter. As we go through life, we think we are doing the right thing. Why should it matter what other people think?

    Jerk or not, we have to face judgement alone. How many people go online or pack a church to try and convince others that a dead family man was right or wrong has no bearing on life.

    It doesn’t matter in the slightest.

    Who cares if the right wants to praise an individual?

    Who cares if the left wants to vilify the same person?

    Kirk was a family man who thought he was doing right. He was who he was just as I am who I am, and you are who you are.

    Did he spread hate? Don’t we all?

    Did he love those close to him? Again, don’t we all?

    Should I hate him for the evil things he said? If so, I should probably hate myself too.

    At the end of the day, none of opinions matter because none of us has to answer to each other for the life we’ve lived. There’s only one higher being that we need to convince we were right.

    No one else.

  • You’re Stupid!

    Why not just come out and tell us?

    I just watched a commercial for Starbucks. It was closed captioned, which we all know (hopefully), is meant for the hard of hearing. It makes life easier by letting them read what’s going on when they can’t hear it.

    Starbucks should be commended for closed captioning the commercial, right? No. Not when you put Baba O’Reilly between music signs.

    If you can’t hear, how do you know what Baba O’Reilly, or any song for that matter, sounds like?

    It makes zero sense.

    But someone approved it.

    Which brings me to the Aquasana commercial.

    They have one where their spokesman has two glasses of water. He states one is Aquasana and the other is dirty tap water.

    Yuck.

    He goes through his pitch of how great Aquasana is, but at the end can’t figure out which glass has the Aquasana water. He even says, “Wait, which one is it?”

    if you want me to know how safe your water is over regular water, shouldn’t you know which water is bad to drink?

    Now that I think about it, it doesn’t matter anyway. We need to drink water to wash down the pills we need to take.

    You know the ones. The pills that will make us look good but are killing us internally.

    You want to lose weight? No problem.

    Get rid of itchy skin? Again, no problem.

    You can clear anything up. Hell, you’ll even be able to dance in the streets with like-minded people. So what’s the problem?

    Nothing. Unless you want diarrhea that makes Mt. Vesuvius look like a 3rd grade science project. If that’s not enough, you’ll probably want to kill yourself.

    They do warn you not to take the drug if you’re allergic to it. That’s good because that might kill us.

    I don’t think we’re that stupid.