People that coined the term “reverse racism” are idiots.

There is no such thing as reverse racism. There’s racism. That’s it. The very idea of the term “reverse racism” is fucking racist. It implies that you can’t be a damned racist, unless you’re white. And  by that logic, since it's completely impossible for, say, a black person to be racist, “minorities” (another word that’s dripping with dumbass) must be reverse racist.

One of these days, people are going to wake up and realize that the best way to address racism is to just NOT BE RACIST. Don’t treat anybody special. Do not exclude anyone. Do not try to fix it by heavy handed measures, because all you’re going to do is make the cycle repeat itself. 

Wolverine is also gay

If you like Wolverine, you're homo. If you liked the Wolverine movie, then you're Perez Hilton.

It wasn't just a shitpile, it was a shit dune.

I don't even know where to start on how bad the new Star Trek movie was. Perhaps it was the retarded notion of the opening sequences of James Kirk stealing a nearly 250 year old antique and driving if off a cliff for no apparent reason, or maybe it was the complete lack of sense employed with any of the barely visible plot. Or, just maybe, it was the ludicrous notion that a nearly expelled cadet could somehow be promoted to the rank of captain, before any of the current standing officers, by a half-cocked captain who saw the kid once take on four guys in a fight - and get his ass beat. 

People who like the new Star Trek movie are the sort of people that think it's a good idea to let people with associates degrees practice medicine. No matter how much you may want everybody to be involved, you just can't do it unless you're fucking smart enough to get it in the first place. 

Warcraft fights can be explained in two sentences

Do you ever noticed how if you're playing World of Warcraft and you go to a raid, there's always that one raid leader that thinks they're really good at explaining things, but usually loses your attention somewhere around the ninth piece of useless information. It usually sounds something like this:

"OK so in stage 1 he's going to come down and then we're going to DPS and make sure the tank doesn't overaggro, this means that mages and hunters need to watch out because ranged is really good on this fight. What you need to pay careful attention to are the sparks, because if they get to him they will cause him to enrage and he'll kill the raid. Now the fight comes in three stages and the important thing to know is that the second stage is the hard stage and the third stage is hard, too, bust mostly because you have to manage your pool of energy and make sure..."

I counter that the fights can all be explained in two sentences. Example, Malygos:

Sentence one.

"Pew pew a lot, shoot the sparks when the come, hop from purple bubble to purple bubble when they come too, but not to early."

Sentence two.

"Healers be ready to heal while you're in the air, and everybody watch your energy on the drakes, because you'll need to have energy for a shield at all times when he does his super attack."

Why does everyone have to make things so complicated?

Being old fails

I hate being old. And then again - I *LOVE IT*

Fucking dumbass, scum-sucking little shit whipper-snappers.

Minute-Clinics Rock

For the most part, American Medicine is a fucking joke.

This morning, after returning from a trip to visit my cousin in Columbus, I woke up to feel a distinct soreness in the back of my throat. Just by cooincidance, I'd just had to leave his place due to him having strep throat and not feeling well enough to entertain guests. So - three guesses as to what I condition I may have had. 

So, I realize at this point:

"Ok, great. I need an antibiotic. This means I'm going to have to schedule a doctor's appointment, go to the doctor, do a bunch of unnecessary tests like a urinalysis and blood test, then listen to how oveweight I am and how I should attend his overpriced therapy session regarding weight loss that I've never ever heard before."

Oh, and by the way, this will all be mine for the low, low price of around $300 for the visit, lab work, and prescription. 

Instead, I went into a CVS Minute-Clinic and was seated instantly. The nurse did the test right in front of my face and it took five minutes. The prescription was ready for me before I left her office - and they took my insurance. 

If you're don't use a minute-clinic, you're retarded. 

Man - I should have known better

It's thursday morning and I'm now recovering from the horrifying flight I had yesterday. It always pisses me off that I've told the story about four times before I've actually gotten around to writing it, but here are the Cliff's notes:

1) The guy took a >30 degree turn while less than 100' off the ground

2) He didn't use the checklist *once*

3) He took a steep turn at 90 degrees and over 200 knots - almost ripping the wings off the damn 310

4) He had the audacity to tell me that I could PAY HIM to fly around with me to "watch to make sure I don't make a mistake!" ...and he's not even an instructor.

Man - fucking people.