<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744</id><updated>2011-08-16T03:40:09.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution Society: Protagonist Unplugged</title><subtitle type='html'>Because Revolutions Start At Home</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-7828094280022886289</id><published>2007-05-18T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T15:32:01.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatal Blog Paradox</title><content type='html'>I don't blog much anymore because I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;If I have no life, why don't I have time to blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completed my 23rd revolution around the sun today, and it was just like yesterday. The warden of my institution, the duty warden and the major wished me a happy birthday and I got a 96 on my First Aid test. I'm actually pissed off about the test, because we were all spoon fed the information and I did the test as quickly as I could so that I could finish before a friend of mine. In doing so, I made 3 simple/stupid mistakes and scored lower than many of the class retards. Ironically, the person I was racing got the same score. That shows us, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly think I work with idiots. I miss working on shift where I at least could out perform half of my coworkers on a daily basis. Now, I have to wait until test time and we get so much Cliff's Notes review that everyone gets somewhere in the 90s. I got a 96 and it made me look dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd &lt;em&gt;better&lt;/em&gt; still be the top academic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I am a Captain, the world will pay. Or at least the people I work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother got engaged to the boyfriend that called me a cunt. I wonder if he'll make good on his threat to make sure I am never involved in another family event ever again. Since they are now engaged, my mother will again be M.IA. for my birthday. I don't *really* care, but it annoys me. I'm not happy they're engaged. Irritated at worst, soulless apathy at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going kayaking tomorrow at the Myakka River State Park. Hopefully Brittany will enjoy it.  When I go visit Maine I am kayaking the Saco River again. If you have the means and enjoy kayaking, I highly suggest the trip. It's beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for my birthday TV dinner from Boston Market. Wee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-7828094280022886289?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/7828094280022886289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=7828094280022886289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/7828094280022886289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/7828094280022886289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2007/05/fatal-blog-paradox.html' title='Fatal Blog Paradox'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-116550519968247782</id><published>2006-12-07T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T07:27:16.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates and stuff</title><content type='html'>Much has happened in the last several months since I have updated this blog. I started a LiveJournal to attempt to reconnect with old friends. Actually, it's just there in case of any major updates they feel like telling me, and since it's been about 3 years since any of them have spoken to me, I doubt I'll be rekindling my nostalgic youth anytime soon. I still have a MySpace which serves as my music search database.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live in a new house that isn't actually mine and will be moving AGAIN in January. I hate moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new 2 pound terror running around the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7140/192/1600/130899/S5030348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7140/192/320/172264/S5030348.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;house named Athena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I bought one of those Zune MP3 players. Very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also work for the Department of Corrections, now, so I might actually have something interesting to blog about in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-116550519968247782?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/116550519968247782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=116550519968247782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/116550519968247782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/116550519968247782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/12/updates-and-stuff.html' title='Updates and stuff'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-115090428575648795</id><published>2006-06-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T08:38:05.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Downtime</title><content type='html'>I title this "Downtime" as though I were a very busy person who finally has some time to spare tp update her blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not true, I have lots of time.....just very little enthusiasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps if I updated more often, Blogger wouldn't forget who I am even though I log in and request that they remember me for the next time I visit. Well, in order for me to update more I'd have to have something interesting to tell people about, which I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to know how poorly I am using commas to mark pauses in my thoughts as I type them. We all know Written English is different than Spoken English. I'm also not saying this out loud as I type, so I guess it's Pondered English. Anyway, my grammar sucks, but at least I haven't spelled half of the words wrong in this post. (I didn't even use spell check!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something interesting to happen. Fuck, why does the war need to be in Iraq? If it were in South Dakota, I could at least send frenzied messages about my fear of the fighting coming down to Florida. That Pulitzer stuff there. Throw in a picture of rednecks covered in napalm and I have myself a TIME cover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-115090428575648795?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/115090428575648795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=115090428575648795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/115090428575648795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/115090428575648795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/06/downtime.html' title='Downtime'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114883915412277664</id><published>2006-05-28T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T10:59:14.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comcastic</title><content type='html'>I sucessfully completed my 22nd revolution around Earth's sun ten days ago. I would have told everyone about it, except I have been having issues with my cable internet since a few days before that 365th fateful rotation. I'm no computer genius, even though all the colors you see here are the work of my mad html skillz, but I know that when the lights on my Motorola Surfboard (hang ten!) Modem blink, it means something is fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fucked" being the scientific term for "friggen broken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Comcast, because they own all the wires in the area which prevent me from getting Roadrunner, and asked them to help me. After a few diagnostic tests, which included unplugging my modem, turning off my computer, and telling me my modem isn't working, they scehduled a truck to stop by and fix my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I have a level 37 Stalker who needs to get to 40 before Issue 7 comes out on city of Heroes/Villains so I can see all the new content. I also have a level 37 Defender to get to 50 sometime this year, because it's taken me a year so far.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, while pondering all the EXTREMELY IMPORTANT STUFF that I was unable to do because of my broken interweb, Comcast called me back and told me the problem was fixed and that I should not have any more problems. For three days, things were good. Edik and Psychosus are halfway to 38. Online banking has resumed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It broke again. I had to call them three times to get a guy out here to fix it, because the first two times, the guy came to the door and left a note saying no one was home. The first time, the guy came at 5:30pm when he was supposed to be here between 12 and 5, and the second time, I was sitting at home waiting and he left without knocking. FUCKER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's fixed, you can throw me a birthday party and send me stuff. I need stuff!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114883915412277664?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114883915412277664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114883915412277664' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114883915412277664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114883915412277664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/comcastic.html' title='Comcastic'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114677334644616251</id><published>2006-05-04T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T13:09:06.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Agnosticism's Irritation</title><content type='html'>"Faggot" is defined by dictionary.com as "1. A bundle of twigs, sticks, or branches bound together, 2. A bundle of pieces of iron or steel to be welded or hammered into bars. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This word was morphed into a slang term for a homosexual man. Faggot's most common use as a word is to insult gay men, despite the origin of the word meaning a bundle of rod-like things. What does this have to do with agnosticism, you ask? Plenty. The word agnostic was invented by T.H. Huxley and he defined it as "someone who disclaimed both ("strong") atheism and theism, and who believed that the question of whether a higher power existed was unsolved and insoluble." (&lt;a href="http://www.infidels.org/news/atheism/intro.html#atheisms"&gt;http://www.infidels.org/news/atheism/intro.html#atheisms&lt;/a&gt;). Since Huxley coined the term, it's difficult to argue with his given definition....but I am arguing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most agnostics piss me off, because they think they hold a nice, rational middle ground where they do not make any extreme claim for or against god/s. Many feel they are intellectually superior since they recognize that actually knowing if there is a deity of some kind is difficult, or impossible to discover, and that there may or may not be a god. This neuralistic position really irritates me. Here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnosticism is a term for people who have knowledge of a supernatural power. Note the definition of gnostic and agnostic involves "knowledge".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theism is a term for having a belief in a supernatural power, namely a diety. Note that atheism is the lack of belief in that power (the prefix a- meaning "without", so "without theism").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I argue that, despite the popular consensus that agnosticism is in between atheism and theism and that the three terms are mutually exclusive, that agnosticism is in a different category when describing belief in a diety;  a/gnosticism is not about belief, but knowledge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A theist can believe in God, yet not know if God really exists. Agnostic Theist.&lt;br /&gt;An atheist can lacks a belief in God and not know if a god exists. Agnostic Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;An atheist who lacks a belief in God and claims to know no god exists, Gnostic Atheist.&lt;br /&gt;A theist who both believes in God and claims to know God exists, Gnostic Theist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The default position regarding deities is agnostic atheism. You neither know nor believe. When introduced with the concept of deities (or other supernatural beings), you automatically pick a side regarding belief or disbelief. If someone presents to you a biblical God story and you're not sure if you believe it, you're an atheist. There's no nice, cushy middle ground to avoid a title. Atheism is not a belief that agnostics feel they are above, and agnostics are not avoiding the stigma of nonbelief by saying they aren't sure. They've invented what they feel is a safezone between two extremes, and will avoid an extremist title at any cost, often utilizing the same fallacious arguments findamentalists do, making them seem silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atheism is not an extreme view. Agnostics like to think that because atheists have arrived at a conclusion, that they are closeminded to any contrary evidence (and even as closeminded as theists!). This simply isn't true. If anything, atheists have accpeted the lack of evidence as lack of evidence for God and nothing more. It appears that many agnostics cannot grasp this, and see it as atheists claiming that this lack of evidence absolutely proves there is no God. While some atheists do claim this, the agnostic titles should apply, and not the agnostic psuedo-category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to dissapoint, but you're one or the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/rant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114677334644616251?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114677334644616251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114677334644616251' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114677334644616251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114677334644616251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/05/agnosticisms-irritation.html' title='Agnosticism&apos;s Irritation'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114637495956070654</id><published>2006-04-29T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T22:29:19.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>No work today, or tomorrow. Well, it's technically Sunday right now, so I'll just say I had the weekend off. That's not likely to happen again for a good, long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;DUN -NAH, DUH-NAH, DUN-NAH, DUN-NAH, BATMAN!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114637495956070654?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114637495956070654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114637495956070654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114637495956070654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114637495956070654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114572142705906399</id><published>2006-04-22T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T08:57:07.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Pet Bizz..</title><content type='html'>I learned a lot about pet food and what companies like to tell people about their pet food. Based on this, I have an easy to follow guideline on how to pick a food for your animal (focusing mainly on dogs and cats).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #1&lt;br /&gt;Read a friggen book about your breed. It's good to know what the hell kind of animal you have before you start shoveling things down its throat. Books are a handy thing to have around in case you forget if Spot is prone to a sensitive stomach, allergies, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule#2&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT buy your food from a grocery store. While a $10 bag of dog food might look too good to pass up when compared to a typical $20-$30 bag of 'premium' food, try to remember why you don't live on Ramen Noodles despite them being 20 cents a pack; they're not very good for you. Your steak isn't $1.99 per pound for nothing, you know. Quality meat costs money, and that's why most dog and cat foods in a pet store cost so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rule #3&lt;br /&gt;Ask your vet. They went to school for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this little guideline is because I was searching through some messageboards and found myself reading about vegans and their pets. Honestly, I don't think vegans should HAVE pets, since they're most likely to be PeTA freaks, and owning a pet would violate their faith or something. Anyway, vegans often try to feed their dogs vegan diets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentils and tofu for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(What the fuck is a lentil, again?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114572142705906399?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114572142705906399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114572142705906399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114572142705906399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114572142705906399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/in-pet-bizz.html' title='In the Pet Bizz..'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114470146701373670</id><published>2006-04-10T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T13:37:51.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekly Observations</title><content type='html'>*There is absolutely no good frozen lasagna of any brand or type. The only good frozen lasagna is homemade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*All of the jewlery stores in my mall sell the exact same pieces of jewlery in the same horrible price range.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Boston Market makes a pretty decent line of frozen dinners, with the exception of lasagna. More to be tested, soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Lizards have been laying eggs in the cushions of my lawn furniture....which means they were having sex in my yard, somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Supersoakers need to make a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fat free Jello is pretty good, as is Light Cool Whip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I don't think dieting on the above food alone will help me lose weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I just spilled pudding all over this keyboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I should probably stop eating at the computer desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Diets are bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114470146701373670?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114470146701373670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114470146701373670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114470146701373670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114470146701373670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/04/weekly-observations.html' title='Weekly Observations'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114348099323353373</id><published>2006-03-27T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T09:53:55.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Off</title><content type='html'>I cleaned a little bit today. Aside from knowing it would make my mother proud, I found at least four dollars in lose change on the floor, which makes the effort far more productive than normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided to take some pictures of my Patriots stuff. I did this mostly because I like the Patriots &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(coughborderlineobsessioncough) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and partly because I couldn't find enough Gir things to take photos of to rival Hunter's collection. My slippers are MIA and all I could find was a patch and 2 wristbands, which hardly compare to the action figures Hunter has. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is being a bitch, so uploading the images may take longer than normal. I'll have them up when the upload feature stops being a cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img143.imageshack.us/img143/4472/s30100527kq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Blogger image upload wasn't working, so I turned to Imageshack.net, which was also sucking, but at least got the photos up. So there's some of my plethora pf New England Patriots items. Included are a wool Championship banner, a AFC 2003 champ hoodie, a Ted Johnson jersey, a Tom Brady jersey, a Drew Bledose jersey (yeah, I was a fan when they sucked in case anyone thought I was only on the bandwagon as of recently), a pair of Patriots boxer shorts, a 2006 AFC East champ T-shirt, a hat, a fleece pillow, a deflated balloon, a zippo, and two street signs reading "Patriots Fan Parking Only" and "Patriots Drive".  Not included are things like my first down foam finger, my calendar, another hoodie (which my girlfriend has), hair scrunchies, towels, pompoms, coffee mugs, drink glasses, and a bunch of other junk in storage&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img89.imageshack.us/img89/6407/s30100537rs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The reason why the other picture looks so crappy is because my digital camera has a feature to help focus pitcures of things up close and far away with the aid of a slider on the side. Since I have been taking a lot of pictures of my cat, the slider was on for stuff up close (as you can see here) and I always forget to change it for images like the above. Anyway, isn't it shiny and pretty?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114348099323353373?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114348099323353373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114348099323353373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114348099323353373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114348099323353373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-off.html' title='Day Off'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114299957233231485</id><published>2006-03-21T19:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:52:52.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offseason Pain II</title><content type='html'>Ow. Ow. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam Vinateri signed with the Colts. He'll be kicking those perfect field goals inside for a while, listening to Peyton Manning go on about his daddy and about how he might be able to win the Superbowl this year now that the Patriot Dynasty no longer exists.....and because Adam can now win his games for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Fauria is now a Redskin. My chatroom pals can laugh some more at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Brady had a hernia all season last season, and is pretty much falling apart physically. Not that these offseason moves have strengthened our offensive line any....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt this way after the Patriots got rid of Thompson and Thimpson in the offseason after the 96' Super Bowl. Of course, they lost that Super Bowl.....and hadn't been to one in ten years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now....we won't be back for another ten. Time to be a true fan and root for the Patsies again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114299957233231485?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114299957233231485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114299957233231485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114299957233231485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114299957233231485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/offseason-pain-ii.html' title='Offseason Pain II'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114231890534597620</id><published>2006-03-13T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T22:48:25.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Crap!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://attleborotaekwondo.8m.com/Pictures/pic14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://attleborotaekwondo.8m.com/cgi-bin/i/Pictures/pic14a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished writing an email to my ex-girlfriend, telling her a myriad of melodramatic ephiphanies, when I decided to Google myself. Why? I don't fucking know, it's 1:40am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I discovered the only known photograph of me during my marial arts years. I was always too nervous to have my mother watch me when I was a kid, and all other photos of me were destroyed when Hurricane Charley hit in Augutst 2004. Revel in my fearsome glory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/TKDtest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The girl in the ponytail is me, age 13, at my belt test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114231890534597620?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114231890534597620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114231890534597620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231890534597620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231890534597620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/holy-crap.html' title='Holy Crap!!!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114231380971571709</id><published>2006-03-13T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T21:23:29.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offseason Pain</title><content type='html'>I went through the Yahoo! news for the latest NFL offseason moves and I think I'm about to puke. The Patriots released Willie McGinest. Yeah....#55, the keystone of our defense, a franchise player that has been there for the New England Dynasty as a leader.....WE FUCKING CUT HIM. Why? WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salary issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, I haven't felt this down about football since I went into Team Choice looking for a sign that said "Patriots Fans Parking Only" and saw that &lt;a href="http://www.usatoday.com/sports/football/nfl/2005-02-25-law-released_x.htm"&gt;Ty Law's&lt;/a&gt; jersey was on the clearance rack, meaning that he, too, was no longer a Patriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the offseason. We'd better win the Super Bowl this year, or I am going to have a right proper hissy fit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114231380971571709?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114231380971571709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114231380971571709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231380971571709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114231380971571709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/offseason-pain.html' title='Offseason Pain'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114142560928509249</id><published>2006-03-03T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T14:48:13.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Member</title><content type='html'>Computer finally arrived at 4:06pm. I've been adding things lime Win-Amp, City of Heroes/Villains and junk since I turned it on. Here are the pictures of my giant, black and blue bundle of joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is after I got it all plugged in and booted up for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010048.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010048.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the inside all lit up, with the second picture sans flash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114142560928509249?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114142560928509249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114142560928509249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114142560928509249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114142560928509249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-member.html' title='New Member'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114132853268464719</id><published>2006-03-02T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T11:42:21.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trials and Tribulations</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010042.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that I need to prove to the Social Security Office that I don't owe them $11k dollars due to a mistake they made processing my father's fraud. I have to prove to them that they made a mistake. GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I need to organize The Nest:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010043.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010043.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? My new computer comes tomorrow and I have to get everything ready. More pictures when it arrives. Damnit, I need to buy more batteries for my camera, too, so I can show before and after photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114132853268464719?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114132853268464719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114132853268464719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114132853268464719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114132853268464719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/03/trials-and-tribulations.html' title='Trials and Tribulations'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-114067362182215306</id><published>2006-02-22T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T21:47:01.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I haven't posted anything new since the Super Bowl.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is because my life is boring and I haven't really done anything note worthy in the last two weeks. I did, however, order my new computer from &lt;a href="http://www.ecollegepc.com"&gt;eCollegePC.&lt;/a&gt; It's a spiffy new rig with many, many of the newest hardware items. Of course, I bought it for the blue lights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://tweak.dk/test614/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;While this is not an actual picture of my computer, it might as well be since I opted for this exact style case, and since you can't see inside of the case to see the customization I had done, this is exactly what you'd see if you were looking at the tower if it were sitting on my desk. I'll take pictures when it gets here, anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The order is expected to ship in 2-3 buisness days, putting the latest shipping date at Friday. I know that it will be shipped with UPS Ground (hey, it was free), so it should be here some time during my vacation next week.....but knowing UPS, it will be here during my vacation &lt;em&gt;next year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-114067362182215306?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/114067362182215306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=114067362182215306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114067362182215306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/114067362182215306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-i-havent-posted-anything-new-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113918331412949367</id><published>2006-02-05T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T15:48:34.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semi-Interesting Annectdote</title><content type='html'>I went to highschool with the Seattle Seahawks' &lt;a href="http://usctrojans.collegesports.com/sports/m-footbl/mtt/tatupu_lofa00.html"&gt;Lofa Tatupu&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go KP Warriors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113918331412949367?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113918331412949367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113918331412949367' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113918331412949367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113918331412949367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/02/semi-interesting-annectdote.html' title='Semi-Interesting Annectdote'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113873424407169431</id><published>2006-01-31T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T11:04:04.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://universitas.uio.no/bilder/2003/19/19_anm._zeromancer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" height="263" alt="" src="http://universitas.uio.no/bilder/2003/19/19_anm._zeromancer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bought the most recent (2004) Zeromancer CD from Sam Goody on Janurary 5th and is finally got here yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It rocks, it really does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm waiting patiently for the new album.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113873424407169431?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113873424407169431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113873424407169431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113873424407169431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113873424407169431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-bought-most-recent-2004-zeromancer.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113825044719771533</id><published>2006-01-25T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T21:15:22.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delivery Systems</title><content type='html'>Fuck them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a t-shirt for Giftmas before that magical date (the 19th of December) in order to recieve it before the holiday and wear it to work. In fact, I ordered it about 5 days before that magical date so that I KNEW I would get it before Giftmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not here yet, but the nice people at &lt;a href="http://wiztees.com"&gt;Wiztees.com&lt;/a&gt; nicely refunded my money without any hassle. They're cool. Cheap shirts with nice screen printing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a &lt;a href="http://www.zeromancer.com"&gt;Zeromancer&lt;/a&gt; CD (I fucking love Zeromancer.....almost more than I love &lt;a href="http://www.stabbingwestward.com"&gt;Stabbing Westward &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.thedreamingmusic.com"&gt;The Dreaming&lt;/a&gt;) from Sam Goody on January 5th. I got an email today, the 25th, letting me know my order has shipped and to expect it to arrive up to 14 days from today. It took them 20 days to ship my order and the fucking CD wasn't even backordered!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my free 3 day shipping from Dell through UPS for my computer that ended up at like 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deliver your shit when you say you will or don't promise a set delivery date! SIMPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113825044719771533?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113825044719771533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113825044719771533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113825044719771533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113825044719771533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/delivery-systems.html' title='Delivery Systems'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113790494098297665</id><published>2006-01-21T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T20:42:21.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Florida4Marriage</title><content type='html'>I got a lot of mail today, and none of it contained the Zeromancer CD I ordered from Sam Goody almost 2 weeks ago. It was mostly junkmail offering me credit cards, and considering the huge balance I have from this computer, I don't need another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get an interesting orange envelope informing me that the petitions I requested were enclosed inside its citrus-y pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right....those petitions....I requested....what the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The return address said &lt;a href="http://www.florida4marriage.org"&gt;Florida4Marriage.org&lt;/a&gt; and I figured it might be one of those Human Rights Campgain type spin offs. I just got off of work, so I didn't think too far into it until I opened the damn thing and read the letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/weird%20letter.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/weird%20letter.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/weird%20letter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yeah, I know you can't really read that, so I've retyped some of the important parts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Florida Registered Voter,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yes. I am registered as an Independant. What can I do for you, my good letter sender? (And here is when I scan the top where it says "Florida4Marriage.org: Florida Coalition to Protect Marriage" and think 'ooooooooh. This should be funny.')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thank you for your recent repsonse to our telephone survey and your desire to sign the Florida Marriage Protection Amendment Petition, that will legally define marriage in Florida as the union of one man and one woman.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, so I should have asked what I could do for my good unsolicited letter sender. I don't recall any phone survey or ever wanting to sign a Marriage Protection Amendment Petition. The reason for me not remembering is likely due to the fact that neither event nor urge ever occured. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Then the letter just goes into specifics about signing the petition and where to send it. Heehee, time to send some pizzas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Florida4Marriage.org&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4853 S. Orange Ave., Suite C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orlando, FL 32806-6961&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We must do all we can to save traditional marriage, but we're quickly running out of time!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Bahahahaha! I'm not interested in saving traditional marriage considering it's not threatened in any way. The 60% divorce rate really shows the only thing that threatens "traditional" marriage is traditional divorce. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, one more thing. I'M GAY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113790494098297665?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113790494098297665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113790494098297665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113790494098297665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113790494098297665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/florida4marriage.html' title='Florida4Marriage'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113746179943842336</id><published>2006-01-16T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T15:54:26.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate waking up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I bought &lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/shirtorder/hatewakingup/hatewakingup.gif"&gt;this shirt&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/"&gt;explodingdog.com&lt;/a&gt; the other day to combat my omnipresent gloom from the Patriots loss to the Denver Broncos on Saturday night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I also took some pictures of my cat, Gir, to put up against Hunter's cat, &lt;a href="http://hunter.gremlin.net/main/2006/01/i-made-this/"&gt;Zombi&lt;/a&gt;. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;...yes, I take my frustrations with the world out on other people by challenging them to &lt;a href="http://www.kittenwar.com/"&gt;Kitten Wars. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010039.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010039.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is some strange person taking a photo opportunity while my cat tries to figure out how he was moved from his nice bed in the clothes basket where he had been sleeping 2 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When not sleeping in the clothes basket, Gir does like to sprawl out in other places, like the living room recliner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;When not sprawled out in the living room, Gir likes to pretend he's an armadillo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113746179943842336?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113746179943842336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113746179943842336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113746179943842336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113746179943842336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-hate-waking-up.html' title='I hate waking up'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113675458091801452</id><published>2006-01-08T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T13:09:45.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giants lose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/5047/Eli_Manning.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img17.imageshack.us/img17/5047/Eli_Manning.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now, just pretend that Eagles player was a Carolina Panthers player, and you get the jist of the Giants 23-0 loss to the Panthers today. No playoff wins for Eli! Peyton is next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113675458091801452?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113675458091801452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113675458091801452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113675458091801452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113675458091801452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/giants-lose.html' title='Giants lose!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113653252308930204</id><published>2006-01-05T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T17:18:26.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skeptical</title><content type='html'>I find it funny that Sylvia Browne, famous "psychic", still has work after her prediction that the miners killed in an explosion in West Va. would be found alive. While I have accepted that the general public is naive and easily mislead, I had held higher hopes that they would see a liar when said liar was caught in said lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visted the &lt;a href="http://www.randi.org/"&gt;James Randi&lt;/a&gt; website a little while ago to catch up on things, then decided to visit &lt;a href="http://www.sylvia.org/home/2000plus.cfm"&gt;Sylvia Browne's&lt;/a&gt; website for some giggles.....and man, where there ever some giggles. I read over her list of predictions for the next 100 years, starting in 2000 A.D. (which is what the link will bring you to) and had myself a good time spitting Mountain Dew across my computer desk. Her "predictions" are ludicrous. They're like saying it will rain in Florida this summer or that my car will still be a silver Rav-4 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She uses a lot of big words that she obviously has very little working knowledge of, like #10's claim of using "molecular ionization devices" instead of knives to remove damaged cells during surgery. Since ionization involves molecules and not entire cells, I think these kinds of devices won't be used for surgery.....just like they aren't now. How can you seal a wound with ions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12 "New exercise equipment that you sit or stand in, and it literally stimulates your muscles with electricity to achieve the same effect as physical exercise. " That's a great idea. I'm pretty sure EMS units have been around for a while, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15 "There will be no US Presidency; our government will go back to a Greek Senate structure."&lt;br /&gt;You meant Roman. Easy mistake. You're a psychic, not a historian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 "Robotic houses, controlled by computerized switchboard."&lt;br /&gt;Ha! I saw that Daffy Duck episode, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22 "Medicine in pill form goes away; instead we have air-injected delivery through the skin."&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't mean the injection of air into the bloodstream, since that can cause an embolism and be extremely dangerous. T&lt;a href="http://scicom.ucsc.edu/SciNotes/9901/hurt/hurt.htm"&gt;his page&lt;/a&gt; shows a nice article on an "air injected delivery system" circa 1999. Remember, these predictions are for the years 2000 to 2100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26 "By 2055 most people will live in domed cities due to poor atmospheric conditions."&lt;br /&gt;Or, they'll live in Super Domes due to active atmospheric conditions in the Gulf of Mexico. That's what you meant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#32 "No separate governments, one planetary government will form.'&lt;br /&gt;Is that before or after we go back to Greek city states?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19 "Atlantis will begin to show itself by 2023 and be fully visible by 2026."&lt;br /&gt;I hope she kills herself in 2023.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17 "Peace in the Middle East will prevail by 2050."&lt;br /&gt;That should give people slightly more hope, since the average prediction of this happening is short of never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great time killer. Thanks, Sylvia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113653252308930204?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113653252308930204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113653252308930204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113653252308930204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113653252308930204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2006/01/skeptical.html' title='Skeptical'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588942907801823</id><published>2005-12-29T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:50:29.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/1600/S3010055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7140/192/320/S3010055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113588942907801823?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588942907801823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588942907801823' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588942907801823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588942907801823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/kitty.html' title='Kitty!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588851635851555</id><published>2005-12-29T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:35:16.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee!</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that I made &lt;a href="http://hunter.gremlin.net/main/?page_id=12"&gt;Hunter's&lt;/a&gt; List of people she can stand to talk to. Go me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113588851635851555?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588851635851555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588851635851555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588851635851555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588851635851555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/weee.html' title='Weee!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113588843033581376</id><published>2005-12-29T11:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T12:33:50.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and all that crap</title><content type='html'>Giftmas came and went with typical anticlimactic sytle. I kind of miss the nice family gatherings we had before I moved to Florida, but then I remember that those nice family gatherings...well, were a front and a farse. My family down here may not get together as much anymore, but at least we're not lying to eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's okay. I always got shitty stuff, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work some insane shifts at work in the week prior to Giftmas, including the Eve Of. Honestly, I never thought I'd be working at this pet store for so long or that so many fucking people would shop there. The swarm of people lessened somewhat when Publix moved from next door to further down Route 41, but we still see a pretty steady turnout. Eve of Giftmas was no exception, and had we not required every employee to work that day, I'm sure it would have been far more hellish than it turned out to be. We had lines halfway through the store....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my nice little Customer Service Rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of people who think that the customer is always right. Those people "miss the good ol' days when people in stores did everything they could for you with a smile.". I miss the good ol' days when customers asked you nicely where something was, understood that sometimes employees don't always know why things get backordered, waited patiently for assistance if stores were busy, and didn't yell at you when something didn't go their way. Yeah, I miss that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did Customer Service become expected to be Serivitude to the Customer? I think it's nice when people greet me when I come into a store with a smile. I try to say hello (since I am pretty asocial and somewhat hard of hearing) back, because I know that employees are usually more than happy to help a customer that isn't in a bitchy mood. I might need their help, so I might as well be nice to them. People don't seem to grasp that, anymore. Be nice to your waitress, your cashier, your whatever. Their job is service, not servitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customers come into my store angry, distracted and apathetic. Sure, they are completely entitled to that, but there's no need to take your aggravation out on someone else. Why do you think customer service has gone to shit? It has because people have stopped showing the courtesy TO the employee that they expect FROM the employee. We can only take so much bullshit before it affects our work habits. Believe me, you'll get a better deal from a salesperson if you are pleasant than if you are a whiny cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common Consumer Courtesy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Lines happen. Sometimes your purchase may not be as easy to complete in a timely manner as your Double Cheeseburger. Don't bitch about having to wait.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Mistakes happen. It's pretty easy to accidentally charge someone twice on a credit card or hand someone a $5 instead of a $10. It's typically simple to fix, don't bitch about it.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Ask nicely! You don't like your kids demanding things of you, and neither does anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Don't wave or snap or yell at employees from across the store. Go up to them and ask for their assistance. (Unless it's an emergency or something)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often forget that if they act like assholes, they get treated like assholes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113588843033581376?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113588843033581376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113588843033581376' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588843033581376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113588843033581376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-and-all-that-crap.html' title='Christmas and all that crap'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113496617719808179</id><published>2005-12-18T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T20:22:57.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colts Lose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.patriotsplanet.net/images/PatriotsPlanet/Whoops.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.patriotsplanet.net/images/PatriotsPlanet/Whoops.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Peyton Manning! You suck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113496617719808179?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113496617719808179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113496617719808179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113496617719808179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113496617719808179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/colts-lose.html' title='Colts Lose!'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113444569820366474</id><published>2005-12-12T19:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T19:49:24.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For something completely different...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To My Extra Special Happy Customers (especially the one that emailed corporate):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://kitten.boingy.org/Funny/evil_looking_cat0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://kitten.boingy.org/Funny/evil_looking_cat0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Fucking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Holidays, &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Fucking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Fucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113444569820366474?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113444569820366474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113444569820366474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113444569820366474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113444569820366474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/12/for-something-completely-different.html' title='For something completely different...'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-113064433582876275</id><published>2005-10-29T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T20:52:15.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;About a week ago, someone stole a bumper sticker off my car which read "He Died in A.D. 33, Get Over It!". It was on a magnet, so it was easily removed. I discovered it was missing and was pretty furious. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tonight, after closing my store, I went to my car to find that the sticker had been put back (on the wrong side of the car, mind you) with "Because" and "Never" plus "Pray and Be Thankful" put in strategic places with black and red Sharpie to make my atheist-esque sticker (it's really not quite that bad....I used to have "So Many Christians, So Few Lions" on there). Plus, the mystery person left me a nice little cowardly Thanksgiving card about God. I'll let the pictures speak for themselves:  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 392px; HEIGHT: 282px" height="1468" src="http://img493.imageshack.us/img493/2130/scan00023rs.jpg" width="1893" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'll have you know that this bumper sticker is availible at &lt;a href="http://www.evolvefish.com"&gt;www.evolvefish.com&lt;/a&gt; for $2.00 and the magnet backing I put it on is $2.50, plus $3.50 shipping and handling. So the asshole who did this cost me $8.....enough to deserve someone pissing in their soup at Applebee's.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Here's the note that came with my ransomed sticker:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 477px; HEIGHT: 1138px" height="1255" src="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/3528/scan00017vm.jpg" width="828" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Nice, huh? "A NON-ADMIRER".&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I got a note last year on my car (a different car with some of the same types of stickers) that makes me think the same person who wrote it was responsible for this recent escapade. I'm also fairly certain that if the person who wrote the following note ISN'T the same culprit that they at least work in the same shopping plaza as I do, since I don't think many people would have taken my sticker, held onto it for a week and then prepared to put it back with a note whenever they saw my vehicle again. Anyway, here's the note from last year with the new note reposted. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 253px; HEIGHT: 381px" height="981" src="http://img490.imageshack.us/img490/7272/scan00030qh.jpg" width="553" /&gt;                               &lt;img style="WIDTH: 265px; HEIGHT: 487px" height="1178" src="http://img495.imageshack.us/img495/6230/scan00049yq.jpg" width="690" /&gt;             &lt;img style="WIDTH: 378px; HEIGHT: 954px" height="1187" src="http://img495.imageshack.us/img495/3193/scan00011ad.jpg" width="653" /&gt;    &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The smiley face on the old note throws me off a little. My van used to have a bunch of pro-gay stickers, so maybe someone was serious in wishing me a nice life? I don't know. I'm a little skeptical at this point. Joyce, you'd better hope you didn't do this.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I'm going to make a sticker that says "I Deface Private Property in the Name of Jesus" and slap it on this person's windshield when I find out who did this. I'm also buying a new sticker to replace the ruined one, and will continue to do so in the event that one, too, is removed. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Christians have no respect for other peoples' rights or property. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;                                                                                                                                          &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.edit&amp;blogID=57482798&amp;amp;editor=true&amp;safe=1&amp;amp;Mytoken=29E36E4C-9444-40AF-BDB1FF16521650B9173461875"&gt;Edit&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a onclick="if( confirm('Are you sure you want to remove this blog?') ){return true;} else { return false; }" href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.remove&amp;blogID=57482798&amp;amp;safe=1&amp;Mytoken=29E36E4C-9444-40AF-BDB1FF16521650B9173461875"&gt;Delete&lt;/a&gt;] [&lt;a onmouseover="window.status='Edit'; return true" onmouseout="window.status=''; return true" href="http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.safeDeleteBlogComments&amp;blogid=57482798&amp;amp;Mytoken=29E36E4C-9444-40AF-BDB1FF16521650B9173461875"&gt;View Comments&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-113064433582876275?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/113064433582876275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=113064433582876275' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113064433582876275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/113064433582876275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/10/about-week-ago-someone-stole-bumper.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-112105075416676078</id><published>2005-07-10T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T19:59:14.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Monster in Every Closet</title><content type='html'>I'm sure you have all heard about Joseph Duncan. Well, you've probably heard about Shasta Groene, the 8 year old survivor of a horrific assault that has apparently been orchestrated by the hands of Jospeh Duncan, a convicted sex offender. I say apparently because Shasta was merely found with Duncan and it is not clear (to me, and to the general public methinks) what Duncan's involvement is and he has only been charged with the abduction of Shasta and her brother Dylan. His remains were found across state lines and it looks like this will be a federal case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe that Duncan did not kill them, despite my ignorance on the matter. I've been reading Duncan's blog, a window into his mind. It's chilling.....not in the "this is scary" chilling but "I am understanding this man better" chilling. I don't care if anyone thinks I am insane for having sympathy for this man, but it's the gross inability of the denizens of America to be able to comprehend anything more advanced than Who Wants To Be A Millionaire round 4 questions that makes events like this as sensational as they are. We are entranced by what we do not understand. Face it, psychopaths and rapists and pedophiles (I known I am just picking 'bad' things here) exist in a state that is chemically different than most people. The general public will never understand what it's like to be clinically depressed, paranoid schizophrenic, obsessive compulsive, have pedophilic urges or intensely homicidal thoughts. Because of this, murders involving these types of people will always be sensational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading Joseph Duncan's blog has been very interesting. I want so much to understand what motivates him. From what his entries describe, he is intelligent and sensitive and bitter. He's in touch with reality and idealisitic at the same time. The crime he commited when he was 16, he speaks very little of the details but very much on the subsequent responsibility he feels and the guilt he feels about using his young age as a rationalization for it. Duncan speaks often about his work and his cats and the simple events of his day as well as the depth of his empathy for people and the disgust he feels for some of the people he met in prison. The plea for readers to see him as human is clear. And I do see him as human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog changes when Duncan reveals he is being charged with another crime. He says he is innocent. I haven't finished reading all the entries yet, but I can see the downward spiral, and since I have read the last two entires (one a few days before the Groene incident), I expect to see some revealing entries. Probably not tell tale enough signs to know the future outcome without benefit of newsmedia...but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so fucking riveting to me. A look into someone's mind that is so much more clear....I wish Dahlmer had a journal that I could read. People have been bombarding Duncan's blog with angry comments instead of seeing this blog as a fucking goldmine. Almost unrestricted expression of the man's thoughts and feelings. I wish I could read his encrypted journal. Amazing. Chilling. It's a criminal psychologist's candy stash.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-112105075416676078?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/112105075416676078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=112105075416676078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/112105075416676078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/112105075416676078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/07/monster-in-every-closet.html' title='A Monster in Every Closet'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-111920074129192292</id><published>2005-06-19T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:05:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amusement from a covert source, because Dear Abby sucks</title><content type='html'>I really, really wish I had come up with this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I'm an old school black man trapped in a no school white man's body. What can I do? I've tried tanning myself very dark, but my crack stays paper white. What sort of hair treatment would you recommend? Please Advise." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Black cracks weren't always black. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hair treatment isn't enough! To be a back man you need to live like one. Father several bastards, start a strict regiment of welfare, fried chicken and malt liquor. But black men do not like to be stereotyped so you have the choice of either becoming a pimp, drug dealer or user and a minimum wage earner at some crap job in the bad part of town. Once you become a pretty good hustler you can move up in life if you don't get shot by your right hand man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our wardrobe must also send out the right signals. Put away your white man's dockers and Levis jeans. Time to go to the mall and check out P Diddy's latest Sean John Gear. Knock some of your teeth out to replace it with gold ones. Do you have bling bling yet? You need tons of sparkle to match your strong personality. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be a successful African American Male in America's society you must rent a small apartment in the ghetto while driving a brand new sports car or some HUGE SUV like a hummer. Make sure you spend all your hard earned money on material things rather then investing in your future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can you dance? This is a way to attract to women. Women think that men who move well are great in bed and have huge thingys. Either buy a thingy pump or go see a doctor about having a thingy enlargement done. Don't forget to name your thingy either Rosco or Elephunk. Throw out your Air Supply and Celine Dion cd's. Go purchase some Snoop and Dre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your girlfriend must have a name that can be spelled eubonically and phonetically. Lawfunda, Shaniqua, Escalade, Sasquatch...etc. Your girlfriend will be an extension of you. Dress her in tight fitting animal printed clothes. Be sure to keep her in control with your fists or drugs-Keeping her constantly knocked up will ensure that she will never leave you. Train yourself to become attracted to a big butt and boobs rather than her mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can your crack handle this?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-111920074129192292?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/111920074129192292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=111920074129192292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111920074129192292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111920074129192292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/06/amusement-from-covert-source-because.html' title='Amusement from a covert source, because Dear Abby sucks'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-111660691801101805</id><published>2005-05-20T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T09:36:09.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Protagonist Propoganda</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 414px; HEIGHT: 459px" height="509" src="http://img97.echo.cx/img97/4358/swatchingyou5im.png" width="368" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-111660691801101805?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/111660691801101805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=111660691801101805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111660691801101805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111660691801101805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/05/protagonist-propoganda.html' title='Protagonist Propoganda'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-111656484120435044</id><published>2005-05-19T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T21:54:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THANK ZEUS! IMAGE HOSTING THAT WORKS!</title><content type='html'>Yes! I have found image hosting that actually allows me to post my pictures! Oh, the evil goodness that will ensue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am testing out a new way to update. I will periodically scan part of my journal/sketchbook entitled &lt;em&gt;Global Domination For Dummies &lt;/em&gt;to provide you all with a more intimate look at the mental state of Protagonist and the development of the Protagonist Empire. Stay tuned for details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Protagonist, out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-111656484120435044?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/111656484120435044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=111656484120435044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111656484120435044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111656484120435044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/05/thank-zeus-image-hosting-that-works.html' title='THANK ZEUS! 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My name is Protagonist and I am a videogame addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cit of Heroes finally got around to some player vs. player action with their new release of &lt;em&gt;Issue 4: Colosseum.&lt;/em&gt;  I bought this game in April and downloaded the patch (whatever that means) for I4 before it hit the servers (whatever those are...I just point and click). I was off and making superheroes and teaming up with people online to defeat evil in Paragon City. Honestly, it was fucking spectacular. I'd never played a game like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing almost everyday since I started my monthly subscription, which just hit my bank statement today. $14.95 a month to play a game?! Hey, it's a mighty fine game and I have the money to waste, so I'll pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a brand new computer and a brand new awesome freaking game. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is where I have been all April; Paragon City, leveling up my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until this past Tuesday, May 3rd, when Issue 4 went live. I had to download it, again. Okay, whatever....I thought I had downloaded it already, but this must be new stuff. It's downloaded, I go to play and......frozen screen. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retstart the computer. Login. Go to play. Frozen screen and an error message. Some file stuck in infite loop. Fuck. Reboot, login, play, freeze, error.....ad infinitum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look to the messageboards where people all over are bitching about not being able to play either. Some of them have a similar problem that I have and some have totally different problems. The replies to do all sorts of techie things goes on for over 4o pages. Update drivers, dns flushing, DirectX tests, deleting checksum files...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the fuck they are talking about! I don't know dick about computers! It's a miracle I figured out how to play with the colors on this blog, let alone be expected to fix this game. What do the tech support people say? Update my graphics card driver. Alright, I can do that because when I open my hardware device manager, there's a button that says "Update Driver". Good thing, too, because I'd never know how to do that otherwise. Login, play, freeze, error message. MOTHER FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had known that I needed to be a computer savvy tech geek to play this game, I would have stuck to my beloved PS2 games. This is a brand new computer with updated everything and it was running City of Heroes just fine until Tuesday, when the I4 patch went live and then myself and millions of other people started to have serious problems. I should not have to buy a brand new computer or graphic thingy for this game when it worked before the update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Fuck you, NCSoft, you broke my game! FIX IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent emails to the tech support people. Since it's Friday, I don't expect much until next week....which means that for this month of gameplay (for which I was billed today) I have managed 2 out of 6 days thusfar. Doesn't look like I'll be playing soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to pass the time, I am making Nazi propoganda posters with my Protagonist symbol on them rather than a swastika. If they are good, I will sell them in the store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-111540295300244873?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/111540295300244873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=111540295300244873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111540295300244873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111540295300244873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/05/mmorpgs-massively-multiplayer-online.html' title='MMORPG&apos;s: Massively Multiplayer Online Retarded Pestiferous Games'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-111197006261119698</id><published>2005-03-27T16:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T17:18:58.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Stupid Trendy Shit</title><content type='html'>People are stupid. They show it everyday in one way or another, be it by driving or by speaking or by some other miscellaneous means----but rest assured, the retards reveal themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the Support Our Troops ribbon trend, for instance. Apparently, if you don't have a yellow ribbon to go along with your American flag decal, you are no longer considered patriotic. Everyone and their gay uncle has gone out and slapped a Support Our Troops magnetic ribbon (because God forbid they buy a sticker and risl ripping the paint off their new SUV when the trend ends) on the bumper of their vehicle. A $1.99 magnet on your car is a huge fucking sign of support. Yessiree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The support of our soldiers doesn't irritate me....it's the fact that morons have to go and turn their ribbons so that you can read the message on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 204px" height="279" alt="" src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/41047877z55d0df73/1571/__sr_/f4d8.jpg?pha11RCBHUxxWnM4" width="380" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is that?! "Oh, gee. I had better turn this so that other drivers can read the message on the yellow ribbon that has been the Welcome Home symbol for servicemen and women since 1981! They might not know!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fucking assume that because you just heard of this trend that no one else has. Not everyone is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with this picture? Oh, shit! Let me fix it for those of you who are braincell deficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Miss USA" src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/41047877z55d0df73/1571/__sr_/50f7.jpg?phqi1RCBXGNL1xlQ" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Miss USA" src="http://us.f2.yahoofs.com/users/41047877z55d0df73/1571/__sr_/2564.jpg?phqi1RCBpDCgUmqM" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Miss Propaghanda USA, here to tell us about how to be the average American 'tard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-111197006261119698?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/111197006261119698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=111197006261119698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111197006261119698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/111197006261119698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-stupid-trendy-shit.html' title='More Stupid Trendy Shit'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110998779888772928</id><published>2005-03-04T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T18:05:57.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filler</title><content type='html'>Official God FAQ: &lt;a href="http://www.400monkeys.com/God/index.html"&gt;http://www.400monkeys.com/God/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been slow latelty. My quest for world domination plows steadily forward with intermediate stops to pee and grab a snack. I have finally figured out how the hell to post images on this thing, so here's a picture of the calendar I got the other day that is filled with cute chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/87/3912/640/Chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 296px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 274px" height="257" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/87/3912/320/Chicks.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice legs, eh? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next update is going to be about the setup and maintanence of a Lair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110998779888772928?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110998779888772928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110998779888772928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110998779888772928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110998779888772928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/03/filler.html' title='Filler'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110772397970532739</id><published>2005-02-06T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:53:33.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear: How the Government Controls Idiots</title><content type='html'>I read &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/0385479565/102-7993231-8459358"&gt;The Hot Zone&lt;/a&gt; when I was a freshman in high school. I read it for Biology (and so far that class hasn't had to slap any disclaimers on their books). If you've read it, you know the nightmares that followed involving red eyes, blotchy skin and the painful, bloody death that would occur after being infected with.....Ebola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebola is a fascinating, thrilling and terrifying subject. Strains of it have a 90% death rate. It kills its victims in a quick and brutal fashion. So why the hell am I going to mock some people who certainly seem to fear a legitimate threat? I know when I need to be afraid, that's why. I know the difference between concern and control. Examples courtesy of the lovely snipets I am pulling from an article dealing with the threat of Ebola as a biological weapon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebola breakouts in Africa have been widely reported. But Ebola's use as a bio weapon has not. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Start the scary music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A small amount of Ebola (variety Marburg) released into the subways of New York, Boston or Washington, D.C., could result in hundreds of thousands of deaths within days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Sighs. Gets on some shoes, goes to the store and picks up some chips and soda. Returns and sits down.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ebola and Marburg are both filoviruses, yes, but Ebola is not of the "variety Marburg".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you released Ebola Reston into any subway, no one would die within a few days. In fact, no one would even become ill. Why? Because Ebola Reston only affects non human primates. How do we know this? There have been two outbreaks of Ebola Reston IN THE UNITED STATES. Ebola Reston was discovered IN VIRGINIA! So much for the scary "It could happen here" . So what of the other Ebola strains? Well, Ebola's natural reservoir hasn't been found, so to get some Ebola, one would have to get it from Level 4 Biohazard containment. If that seems difficult, you would have to find some other infected vector. We'll discuss the release of the virus in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Russian strains of weaponized anthrax are resistant to penicillin and tetracycline, and probably other antibiotics also. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Funny, the &lt;a href="http://www.brown.edu/Courses/Bio_160/Projects2000/Anthrax/treatment/drug_resistance.html"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; you got that from says "There are reports that Russian scientists have developed a B. anthracis strain that is resistant to the tetracycline and penicillin classes of antibiotics."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bacteria, viruses and toxins have been modified to enhance virulence and infectivity, paving the way for development of pathogens with resistance to vaccines. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No mention of natural resistance? I bet you're the kind of person that pushed over old ladies to get a flu shot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viruses such as Ebola have no known effective treatment at this time, and a vaccine has not been developed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the time this article was written, this was true. Studies are being done with a treatment that is rumored to be sucessful in 1/3 of infected monkeys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wearing a chemical or fireman's mask, or even a surgical mask, may possibly offer some protection against contracting the disease...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes.....this is true. Why do I have a feeling I am going to laugh at the next line?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...which is caught by inhalation of the virus or contact with a patient's blood or body fluids. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Heehee, I saw that coming. Ebola is not airborne. Studies done on Ebola have shown that not ony cannot be transmitted through the throat (because it does not infect the lungs) but also cannot survive in the atmosphere. Some lab tests have managed to spread ebola through an aerosol but it has no real world data. Ebola, like other viruses, can undergo mutations, but it is believed that the mutations needed for Ebola to develop the ability to infect the respiratory system and to survive in the air are unlikely to occur. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is necessary to note that the Ebola Reston outbreak did show that this strain was airborne. It was believed to have infected monkeys that inhaled dust of excrement from infected monkeys. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is highly contagious with a very small number of viruses inhaled, and the chances of contracting the disease from close and prolonged contact with acutely ill patients shedding viruses is high.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Humans exposed to the only airborne strain of Ebola did not present symptoms. Humans exposed to the most virulient strains of the virus must have contact with bodily fluids of the infected host. If there are no external symptoms, risk of infection is slim.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebola is a hemorrhagic filovirus shaped like a hockey stick, and belongs to one of four groups of the category, family Filoviridae.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Not that it really has anything to do with anything, but sure....ebola looks like a hockey stick....if you're tripping on acid. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ebola Marburg epidemics have occurred on six occasions: five times in Africa, and once in Europe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Marburg is not Ebola.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Ebola, the incubation period is so short and death is so rapid that by the time health authorities know what hit us, everyone would be dead who was exposed. Inhalation of only 5 viruses (or virions) is usually sufficient to be infectious.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speculatory at best. It takes a few days for test results to confirm the presence of Ebola. After that, the CDC and other health organizations would be able to begin quarantine and treatment measures. At it's most deadly, strains of Ebola kill 90% of victims, so not 'everyone' would be dead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In a village setting, the disease tends to burn out quickly because of rapid incapacity and death of the victims. The picture may be different in large cities with numerous cases and more people exposed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Right. The differences being in the ability to recognize, treat and quarantine. Exposure to Ebola does not guarantee infection. In fact, as stated earlier, there is a low risk of infection by merely being near a person with ebola, even if they are showing symptoms. The organization of medical units like the CDC, USAMRIID and WHO can easily maintain a virus like Ebola if proper precautions and barrier techniques are used. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only real way to avoid Ebola is to flee the urban areas as soon as the situation is known. Short of that, the people should avoid football games, concerts, subways, convention halls, hospitals and schools, wherever large crowds make an inviting target.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Great idea. Or just avoid close personal contact with an infected host like the CDC says. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get your Lysol and your duct tape. It's going to be a rough decade. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110772397970532739?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110772397970532739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110772397970532739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110772397970532739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110772397970532739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/02/fear-how-government-controls-idiots.html' title='Fear: How the Government Controls Idiots'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110576527067792578</id><published>2005-01-14T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T21:01:10.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the humble government of Mexico:</title><content type='html'>It is with tremendous guilt that the USATDS issues this formal appology for the former diplomatic leaders that once ruled this country like a pack of rabid hamsters.  They did not represent the good people of the USATDS, but instead represented the vapid, disgusting, self righteous, ignorant swine that the world so despises. The denizens here were temporarily condemned to the soap opera that George W Bush and his henchmen directed. The rest of the world, too, was forced to endure the annoying drivel of a half assed cowboy. It is a shame that will takes years to rebound from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a token of our esteem and our sincerest appologies, the USATDS is giving back to the grande muchachos in Mexico the land that is rightfully yours, the land that we made an egregious mistake in annexing back in 1845 (we blame James Polk, but no one remembers who the fuck he is, anyway). Dear friends in Mexico...we give back Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                       Your benevolent and appreciative allies,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 The United States of America That Don't Suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110576527067792578?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110576527067792578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110576527067792578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110576527067792578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110576527067792578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2005/01/to-humble-government-of-mexico.html' title='To the humble government of Mexico:'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110445320981080414</id><published>2004-12-30T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T16:33:29.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe there is a god...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2003/US/South/11/24/klan.initiation.ap/"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2003/US/South/11/24/klan.initiation.ap/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAhAHahA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110445320981080414?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110445320981080414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110445320981080414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110445320981080414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110445320981080414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/12/maybe-there-is-god.html' title='Maybe there is a god...'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110343340487404789</id><published>2004-12-18T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T21:16:44.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is there anything witty to say about assholes?</title><content type='html'>Yes, but for now I haven't got the patience to figure out a proper derrogatory title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a real bitch of a day. I had to work nearly 16 hours with no break and I was shorthanded because I had to send this whiny bitch, Jenny, home for being a whiny bitch. Let me describe Jenny for you. She's five foot nothing, 80lbs wrapped in lead, blonde and the worst excuse for a pseudo-intellectual I have ever met and apparently the best Florida has to offer. Some of her claims to fame are an affinity for "nice" things (like fake designer handbags) and a really bad habit of touching people when they don't want to be spoken to, let along touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was roughly halfway through my shift when Jenny arrived. It was a very busy day. For some fucking reason this area of Florida attracts the kind of nuts that need to get to the Pet Store at 8am. The traffic of people had not stopped since we opened, and several hours later, was hitting another high peak. I had Jenny on a cash register since she is good at it and wouldn't bug me with questions while I attended to manager things. While at the register, Jenny's cellphone rings and she leaves a customer in the middle of a sale to answer it. I look over at her, call her a few times and she finally tells the person on her phone "Ok, I really have to go now." I was going to wait until later to tell her that if I caught her again on her phone, I would write up a warning. I never got to that point, because Jenny decided to go play with the ferrets (and playing with the animals is a huge no-no during peak hours) and I told her to put the ferret back in the playpen. She said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No? She just fucking said no to me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't boss me around."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........ahahahaha! I'm her boss, of course I can. Rather than get into a tiff in front of all the customers, I asked her to follow me to the back room so we could discuss things. She said no and that she didn't want me to talk to her for the rest of the day. Right, when your boss tells you to do something, do you tell them to leave you the fuck alone? No, unless you have an issue. If you have an issue, you talk about it instead of being a fucking child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, she told me she was going to the back room for a few minutes. I told her that I would go with her and that we would talk. She protested, but I didn't give a fuck and I told her to tell me what the hell her issue is. She told me that I couldn't boss her around. I said "Yes, I can." with a full grin, because now I didn't have to look stoic in front of the customers. She proceeded to tell me about how she was offered my job, but she refused it, and that was the only reason I had my current job. I laughed and said "I have my job, you have your job. My job is to manage. Your job is to do what the management tells you." to which she ranted about how none of the other managers tell her to stay off the phone or not play with the animals. "Well, Theresa lets me..." and I wanted to fucking slap her. I wonder if she realized how childish she sounded. She started to swear at me when I told her that I didn't care about how I got my job or what other managers do, so I told her to go home. And she did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the day, I was actuallt kind of happy. Today I came into work with a smile and Jenny was very angry. I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love being a boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110343340487404789?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110343340487404789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110343340487404789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110343340487404789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110343340487404789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/12/is-there-anything-witty-to-say-about.html' title='Is there anything witty to say about assholes?'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110315493490731546</id><published>2004-12-15T15:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T15:55:34.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>God's Billboards</title><content type='html'>I don't think I ever really paid attention to billboards while driving in Massachusetts. Why? Because if you looked away for a second, you either hit someone or you missed your exit. I bring this to prepare to mock God's Billboards, an ad campaign that some stupid people started back in the late 90's and that recently made headlines when a mexican food joint used God as a spokesperson, outraging area Christians who prefered "Big Bang Theory, you have got to be kidding. -God" over "Welcome to Moe's. -God". Idiots. I am going to make my own billboards. Here are some sample phrases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lobsters are an abomination. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What part of "sell your possessions and live a good life" did you not understand? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't believe you fell for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I saw that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;When I said to slay your enemies, I meant it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mary was lousy in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Satan is my homeboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Where the fuck did you get 'chocolate eggs' from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;'death of Chrst'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;You think I did this all for YOU?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I fucking hate you, Bill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Show me the burnt offerings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110315493490731546?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110315493490731546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110315493490731546' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110315493490731546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110315493490731546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/12/gods-billboards.html' title='God&apos;s Billboards'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110230340833237886</id><published>2004-12-05T18:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T19:23:28.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental Decay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“The Supreme Court has said it’s unconstitutional to teach creation in the classroom . So we either risk violating a school board directive or risk breaking the law. What are we to do?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case the news isn't something you read everyday, &lt;a href="http://ydr.com/story/doverbiology/51503/"&gt;here's the article &lt;/a&gt;I pulled this from. I'll let you catch up on it while I bash my face into the wall in a vain attempt to force this utter bullshit from my skull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary, isn't it? It makes me pretty pissed off when I write such a nice rant on how much Red states suck and a Blue state does something stupid like this. Morons are everywhere. Hell, I'm from Massachusetts and the two towns next to my hometown voted for Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What are we to do?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; DON'T BREAK THE FUCKING LAW, YOU CUNT! The orders of a school board do not override those of the Supreme Court. Why won't this fuck try to fight the school board? Because if this teacher loses her job, she's fucked. Teachers make so little as it is, she can't afford to fight for her principles! She didn't go to college for 5 or 6 years just to get fired for disobeying the school board when they are blatantly ignoring the Constitution. The Supreme Court is falling apart as it is, soon they'll be mandating that Creationism (which is Intelligent Design without the apologetics) in public schools. Right? Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advocates of Intelligent Design are Creationists. ID is Creationism in stealth. ID is total bullshit and has no place in public schools. The people who push this shit say evolution, a scientific theory and fact, is "just a theory" and should be approached with an open mind. Fucking funny that these morons would want anything looked at with an open mind. Everything about ID is lacking when it comes to being a "scientific" theory. &lt;a href="http://www.astronomynotes.com/scimethd/s1.htm"&gt;This site&lt;/a&gt; offers several pages on what a scientific theory is. You will see that ID fails miserably to even approach the scientific method, let alone stand along side a tried and tested theory like evolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Christians. They are ruining this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110230340833237886?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110230340833237886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110230340833237886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110230340833237886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110230340833237886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/12/mental-decay_05.html' title='Mental Decay'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110218476475809967</id><published>2004-12-04T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T10:41:21.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck The Red States: A Reflection on Fuck The South</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.fuckthesouth.com"&gt;Fuck the South.&lt;/a&gt; This is perhaps the greatest thing I have read since the election. I don't know when this was written, or who wrote it, but it sums up everything I feel about the South. Here are some choice quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Who do you think those wig-wearing lacy-shirt sporting &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theology.edu/journal/volume2/ushistor.htm" target="#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;revolutionaries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; were? They were fucking blue-staters, dickhead. Boston? Philadelphia? New York? Hello? Think there might be a reason all the fucking &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.americanparknetwork.com/parkinfo/sl/history/liberty.html" target="#"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monuments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; are up here in our backyard?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"No, No. Get the fuck out. We're not letting you visit the Liberty Bell and fucking Plymouth Rock anymore until you get over your real American selves and start respecting those other nine amendments. Who do you think those fucking stripes on the flag are for? Nine are for fucking blue states."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"All those Federal taxes you love to hate? It all &lt;a href="http://taxprof.typepad.com/taxprof_blog/2004/09/red_states_feed.html" target="#"&gt;comes from us and goes to you&lt;/a&gt;, so shut up and enjoy your fucking &lt;a href="http://newdeal.feri.org/tva/" target="#"&gt;Tennessee Valley Authority&lt;/a&gt; electricity and your fancy highways that we paid for. And the next time Florida gets hit by a hurricane you can come crying to us if you want to, but you're the ones who built on a fucking swamp. "Let the Spanish keep it, it’s a shithole," we said, but you had to have your fucking orange juice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a Massachusetts transplant to Florida, that last one really makes me giggle. What makes me giggle even more are the neocon responses to this rant that don't have a single valid point or refute one damn thing my Northern Blue friend says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.nealpollack.com/cgi-bin/blog/do.cgi/200411101441/permalink"&gt;This guy&lt;/a&gt; should have realized that his article was trash when he titled it "Don't Fuck The South". He should have stopped there, but he goes on to make it even more hilarious with lines like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I was born in Memphis, grew up in Phoenix, got married in Nashville, went on my honeymoon in North Carolina, and live in Austin. Many dear friends grew up in and still reside below the Mason-Dixon Line."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"...yes, it's ignorant in many ways."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Captain Obvious. You are the shining lone star of the South. It wasn't so much the previous statements that made me want to write this as much as the following did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The south gave us Johnny Cash, Ray Charles, Michael Jordan, Hank Williams, Tennessee Williams, fried chicken, Gone With The Wind, Truman Capote, pecan pie, barbecue, Mark Twain, and manned flight. The list goes on and on. Thomas Jefferson and George Washington were both from Virginia, both founding fathers and both gun-toting slave owners. If you say 'fuck the South," you're saying fuck Nashville and Charlotte and Charleston, and Atlanta, and Austin, and New Orleans, and Athens, Georgia, the city that gave us the B52s and R.E.M."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For some reason, this won't post as normal font. This is my reply)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here goes: I liked "A Boy Named Sue" and the cover of "Hurt", dead, I hate basketball, I hate country music and I'm sure Elvis is angry Hank was mentioned, The Glass Menagerie and A Streetcar Named Desire are highschool level reading (and let's not forget that T. Willians spent a lot of time in Key West and New York), &lt;em&gt;Gone With the Wind&lt;/em&gt; sucked and I'd like to see more burning, &lt;em&gt;In Cold Blood&lt;/em&gt; doesn't say much for the crime rate in the South, pecan pie was invented by the Karo company, barbecue and fried chicken didn't originate in the South, Mark Twain did a great job satirizing the South and the Wright brothers were not the first to achieve manned flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am saying fuck Nashville and Charlotte and Charleston, and Atlanta, and Austin, and New Orleans, and all of Georgia, not just Athens. Not only am I saying "Fuck The South". but I am going to elaborate and say "Fuck the Red States" because you redneck neocon freaks always have to get in something like "It's not just the South" or "Other states voted for Bush that weren't Southern", even though the &lt;a href="http://www.fuckthesouth.com"&gt;Fuck The South &lt;/a&gt;rant didn't mention anything about the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say Fuck The Red States. 26 of the 28 states with the lowest income and highest divorce rate are Red States. The &lt;a href="http://www.taxfoundation.org/"&gt;Tax Foundation&lt;/a&gt; released a &lt;a href="http://www.taxfoundation.org/ff/taxingspendingupdate.html"&gt;report&lt;/a&gt; showing which states benefit from federal tax and which states end up paying for their gain. The top 10 states that get the most while paying the least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. D.C. ( A note that this tiny Blue State tops the list has been made)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. North Dakota &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. New Mexico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Mississippi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Alaska &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. West Virginia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Montana &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Alabama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. South Dakota &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. Arkansas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who supports them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1. New Jersey &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. Connecticut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. New Hampshire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. Nevada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. Illinois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. Minnesota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. Colorado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. Massachusetts &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. California &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I really need to say more? Fuck The Red States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110218476475809967?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110218476475809967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110218476475809967' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110218476475809967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110218476475809967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/12/fuck-red-states-reflection-on-fuck.html' title='Fuck The Red States: A Reflection on Fuck The South'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110140693092841088</id><published>2004-11-25T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T10:22:10.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander The Gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Alexander&lt;/em&gt; has finally hit theaters. I will be seeing it on Sunday, right after I get my copy of Metal Gear Solid 3: Snake Eater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, unlike most people who have gone or are going to see this movie, I have actually read up on Alexander the Great. I will not be going into this movie as a braindead American idiot. So what is this rant about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you. People are actually upset by Oliver Stone depicting Alexander as.......bisexual! Holy shit, call the lawyers, because this is slander. News flash, retards, Alexander the Great was ACTUALLY A BISEXUAL! It's not just a rumor like Julius Caesar or William Shakespeare, it;s a confirmed, well known historical fact. As much as people don't want to think about one of the greatest leaders in history as being anything but a He-Man, they will have to deal with the fact that Alexander liked the cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just pisses me off that people would rather see Colin Farrell have an incestuous affair with Angelina Jolie (who plays Alexander's mother, Olympias) than see him make out with Jared Leto (who plays Hephastion). Neither happens, by the way, but the latter is strongly alluded to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alexander the Great was bisexual. That is historical fact. The movie &lt;em&gt;Alexander &lt;/em&gt;may be fictional (as well as poorly directed, acted and casted) but the truth remains to salt the wounds of those who cannot stomach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110140693092841088?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110140693092841088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110140693092841088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110140693092841088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110140693092841088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/11/alexander-gay.html' title='Alexander The Gay'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-110065622106064040</id><published>2004-11-16T17:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T17:50:21.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marine kills unarmed, wounded prisoner</title><content type='html'>Wow, I really don't understand how anyone with a functioning brain cell could not see this coming. It's not the first time. It's not the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's being "investigated". They might call it a "war crime".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid fucks, you don't need to investigate this. Yes, it's a war crime. I don't care how many Marines you talk to who happen to think it's justified, it's a war crime. Then again, this whole war is a giant crime, so who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny that people are shocked just like they were shocked when the prisoner abuse scandal came about. It happens everyday in Iraq. They kill innocent people on both sides everyday, they kill unarmed, wounded people everyday, they abuse soldiers and insurgents everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This government doesn't give a shit about this. The entire world is screaming for a halt and the United States just keeps going. Bush doesn't care. The GOP doesn't care. If the President had to start a brand new military campaign to retake Falluja more than a year after it was 'taken' the first time, and still claims victory, this silly little bout of war crime bitching won't affect anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the wounded Iraqi would have killed the Marine if the roles had been reversed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-110065622106064040?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/110065622106064040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=110065622106064040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110065622106064040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/110065622106064040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/11/marine-kills-unarmed-wounded-prisoner.html' title='Marine kills unarmed, wounded prisoner'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109997606239269674</id><published>2004-11-08T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T22:08:00.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Control</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/"&gt;http://www.explodingdog.com/&lt;/a&gt; has a good picture up that fairly well shows my mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.explodingdog.com/january2/iseemtohavelostcontrol.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.explodingdog.com/january2/iseemtohavelostcontrol.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109997606239269674?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109997606239269674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109997606239269674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109997606239269674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109997606239269674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/11/control.html' title='Control'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109980631309006333</id><published>2004-11-06T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T21:45:13.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shockwave</title><content type='html'>5 days since the election resulted in the mass outpouring of Fucking Retards who voted for George W. Bush.  I was not surprised, but I can sure as hell tell you I threw up a little bile when Ohio went from 52% for John Kerry to 52% George Bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I say? It's like the eye of a hurricane. It's calm right now, but it's not going to last. Neocons rule the Congress and it's a sure fire deal that Bush will appoint Supreme Court Puppets to replace people who actually cared more about the laws of this country than their personal feelings towards faggots, dykes, sand niggers, or atheists. That Supreme Court will turn Constitutional Amendments to the ravenous Jesus Freaks who happen to make up most of this piece of shit country. Why did the Jesus Freaks vote? Because Bush told them the fags wanted equal rights....and we can't have that. Fuck the national debt. Fuck healthcare. Fuck keeping the rest of the world to nuking us back to the Bronze Age. Keep gays from marrying. Stop abortions. Stop stem cell research that could cure people. Bible Good. Constitutional Rights Bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never should have left Massachusetts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you dildos, Massachusetts. The state with some of the highest taxes. The state with the lowest divorce rate in the country and the only state to allow gay marriage. The state more than twice the educational output than the South and more than three times post highschool. The state whose only real problem is Mitt Romney.  The state that houses the Boston Red Sox and the New England Patriots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concerned, the North should form its own country this time. It would include Maine, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, New York, Pennsyvania, California, Washington DC, Washington, Oregon, Hawaii and New Hampshire. And we would call it something cool, like a Lord of the Rings name. Renwick or Dunlan or something ending in -gard. Oh, here's a good one: the USATDS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long live the United States of America That Don't Suck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109980631309006333?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109980631309006333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109980631309006333' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109980631309006333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109980631309006333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/11/shockwave.html' title='Shockwave'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109946240929662488</id><published>2004-11-02T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:44:21.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>America Sucks</title><content type='html'>I hate approximately 60 million Americans. That's a lot of morons to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109946240929662488?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109946240929662488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109946240929662488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109946240929662488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109946240929662488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/11/america-sucks.html' title='America Sucks'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109787091476367780</id><published>2004-10-15T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T13:08:34.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lame Christian Soldiers</title><content type='html'>I was reading an article by an AvsC chatter today that discussed Christianity trying to become more mainstream. He spoke specifically of christian music, christian singles' bars and the Intelligent Design movements. I have decided to do my own rant about Lame Christian Soldiers, and hopefully stealing as little of &lt;a href="http://www.movierant.com/sneaky.html"&gt;Z0mbie_Massacre's article&lt;/a&gt; as humanly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that I am elaborating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article did not bash Creed enough, in my opinion. I think the band Creed sucks, and sucks with a bloody passion (of Christ). Much like Limp Bizkit, Creed has a mediocre music staff and and a talentless, egocentric frontman who can't sing. Creed has broken up and a new band was formed, Alter Bridge, which is Creed - 1....the 1 being lead singer Scott "I'm a Sucky Christian" Strapp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's obvious that Alter Bridge is going to fade into nothingness without Strapp's moving, insipring, vomit inducing lyrics. Strapp is very good at making......well, at making a martyr out of himself for being the antithesis of a good christian and being "man enough" to let people know it. In one breath he sings about how much he sucks, how violent he is, how he's tried suicide before and in the next he criticizes young people for not respecting their elders, and then goes into a rant about abortion, sexuality and all that's bad in America. Of course, he'll end the set with "Arms Wide Open" or "Higher" just in case the audience was feeling a little guilty, because no matter how bad you are, God loves you and will forgive you. But only if you buy a CD or a T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note, Creed said they were not a christian band. Let's go over some song lyrics and see what YOU think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I closed my eyes, begin to pray"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My stage is shared by many millions"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The dust has finally settled on the field of human clay&lt;br /&gt;Just enough light has shown through&lt;br /&gt;To tell the night from the day&lt;br /&gt;We are incomplete and hollow&lt;br /&gt;For our maker has gone away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Again I stand against the Faceless Man&lt;br /&gt;Now I saw a face on the water&lt;br /&gt;It looked humble but willing to fight&lt;br /&gt;I saw the will of a warrior&lt;br /&gt;His yoke is easy and His burden is light"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cry out to God&lt;br /&gt;Seeking only his decision&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel stands and confirms"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only in America we kill the unborn&lt;br /&gt;To make ends meet&lt;br /&gt;Only in America&lt;br /&gt;Sexuality is democracy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Step inside the light and see the fear&lt;br /&gt;Of God burn inside of me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, new band, same rant.  POD should be called POFS, or Payable Upon Fucking Sucking, because they definately are raking in the cash for sucking.  This band is on par with Creed for crappy music and even worse lyrics. Granted, Creed doesn't name drop their own band nearly as much as POD does, which really pisses me off. Oh shit! What was I listening to, again? Right. &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;POD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went trolling through messageboards and found a cute snipet to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;strong&gt;agoodgirl&lt;/strong&gt; on Blabbermouth.net:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i kinda like some of their songs, "i feel so alive", "the youth of the nation"...i don´t like the way the singer sings, i don´t like the instrumental part, but i like the lyrics, or a least the message or the feeling!!! I woudn´t buy an album, or download it neither..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation: &lt;em&gt;I listen to it because everyone tells me to. It's cool to like POD because they make being a pansy christian seem really cool and they don't freak out my parents as much. My whole life I have been brainwashed, and this band makes me feel like I was brainwashed for a good reason. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amuses me that one of their CD's was actually banned by christian bookstores. Perhaps they will get the message that they suck and even Jesus doesn't want them. They are lame and they rely on repeating themselves to fill up track time, just like Creed. I might go so far as to say that POD has shittier lyrics, because Creed's lyrics don't make it seem like they were paid to promote their religion, whereas POD might go so far as to apply for tax exemption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rant is concluded. Next time I will talk about christian singles' bars and chatrooms. For now, I have to make some dinner, even thought I had lunch about 15 minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Gluttony!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109787091476367780?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109787091476367780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109787091476367780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109787091476367780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109787091476367780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/10/lame-christian-soldiers.html' title='Lame Christian Soldiers'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109673236516853152</id><published>2004-10-02T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:45:13.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Say Funny Shit</title><content type='html'>Today I visited a website called &lt;a href="http://www.somethingawful.com"&gt;http://www.somethingawful.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is that a link from Gremlin is bound to make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=2399"&gt;http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=2399&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best thing I have read all week. Perhaps even all month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109673236516853152?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109673236516853152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109673236516853152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109673236516853152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109673236516853152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/10/kids-say-funny-shit.html' title='Kids Say Funny Shit'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109633510035286682</id><published>2004-09-27T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:46:36.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literary Genius</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A Poem About Syrup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;by Protagonist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I think about Mrs. Butterworth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It makes me want to touch my vagina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't tell Aunt Jemima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109633510035286682?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109633510035286682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109633510035286682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109633510035286682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109633510035286682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/literary-genius.html' title='Literary Genius'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109519760491289609</id><published>2004-09-14T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-14T14:35:57.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cars</title><content type='html'>I hate cars. I hate them because they are a necessary machine which I have no working knowledge of past the "turn key and vroom" concept. They are expensive, hard to maintain, a symbol of the inept American industry and everyone has a better one than I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite an adventure. I wandered around south Florida looking for some way to fix my van, Lummox--a 1993 Chevy Astro. It didn't start when I went to leave work. It turned over but wouldn't catch, so I had to abandon it and commandeer my grandmother's car to search for a car medic. Apparently this problem occurs often, says Robbie from Autozone. It could be one of any number of problems which are generally easy to fix. (Yippie!) Or, it could be some mechanism that is very expensive to fix and would take a long time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For Sale:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1993 Chevy Astro Van&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100K+ miles, blue, as is, $800 or best offer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109519760491289609?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109519760491289609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109519760491289609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109519760491289609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109519760491289609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/cars.html' title='Cars'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109440580215780380</id><published>2004-09-05T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T10:36:42.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps some sympathy?</title><content type='html'>Has anyone noticed how badly the Chechen rebels are kicking the crap out of Russia? Plane hijackings, suicide bombings, hostage situations....Islamic militants get to have all the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This link at MSNBC has a list of several Chechen attacks if you scroll down a little. &lt;a href="http://msnbc.msn.com/id/5907424/"&gt;http://msnbc.msn.com/id/5907424/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chechen's are some pretty gutsy people and are a great example of what religious fanatics are capable of. If they weren't god-fearing nutcases, I would definitely want them as a apart of my global domination campaign. Their beliefs may not suit them to work for my military, but they have shown me how desperately weak Russia is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you noticed attacks of this magnitude on the United States? No. September 11th was he most balls anyone in the world gathered since Pearl Harbor. The Oklahoma City bombing stands out as a small Christian terror act, but not nearly as grand as the events of 9/11 or Pearl Harbor. Those Japs had some gaul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Russia will be easy to take over. Their military is poorly trained yet supplied well enough to pose a threat to other countries. They have weapons I can use to influence small European countries to assimilate into my vast Empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Chechnya. You are making my plans flow very smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109440580215780380?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109440580215780380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109440580215780380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109440580215780380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109440580215780380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/09/perhaps-some-sympathy.html' title='Perhaps some sympathy?'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109165825651570587</id><published>2004-08-04T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:45:43.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Redneck Agenda</title><content type='html'>I hate rednecks. Yes, I hate them. I think redneck Christian retards like ChristianHillbillyKY need to be erased from the Earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone so proud of their redneck roots need to be found and shot. Why would anyone be happy to be white trash? Apparently Christian Hillbilly is proud of his inbred heritage and likes to troll A vs C spouting bullshit right along with Playing_in_the_dangerzone and Apollojedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Redneck hicks are a bane on existence. Their low IQ's and psuedochristian behavior create the class of citizens who vote for people like George Dubya Bush. The gun toting NRA/KKK mongers preach God and Ammo to anyone who will listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how long they have survived, but I can clearly see the effects of the inbreeding with every passing generation of retard. If you've ever seen Deliverance, I know you won't want to see what happens the more inbred they become. Hopefully they'll just fuck themselves out of existence and leave the rest of the population alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pathetic the name they give to Christians. I mean, if I were a Christian, I wouldn't want one of these morons speaking for me or God. I'm sure that God wouldn't want some greasy, pot bellied NASCAR fan preaching his glories between gulps of beer and spits of chewing tobacco. This particular brand of Godidiot is perhaps the most hateful, bigoted and mean spirited of all the Fundies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Against gay marriage but have been divorced 3 times, against abortion but for the death penalty, against Federal interference of state's rights but for amendments that limit them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The degradation of America has to stop. These pick-up truck racing fucktards need to die. Or for the fucking love of Zeus, secede again! I don't think the North would mind losing the trade this time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NUKE THE SOUTH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109165825651570587?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109165825651570587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109165825651570587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109165825651570587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109165825651570587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/08/redneck-agenda.html' title='Redneck Agenda'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109132350209430038</id><published>2004-07-31T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T21:47:22.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bananas </title><content type='html'>Nothing interesting to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jabba the Hut came into my work and bought Iams cat food. It paid with a check. Yes, I repeat, Jabba the Hut is real and lives in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found the &lt;a href="http://store.shopodd.com/10483.html"&gt;the best t-shirt ever&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to ponder: Does fate have a smell? If it did, what would it smell like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109132350209430038?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109132350209430038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109132350209430038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109132350209430038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109132350209430038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/bananas.html' title='Bananas '/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109113214614463904</id><published>2004-07-29T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-29T13:15:46.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things to Do to Jehova's Witnesses When They Come to Your Door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Answer the door naked.&lt;br /&gt;2. Rig the doorbell to give the ringer an electric shock. For added fun, do what the kid from Problem Child did, and make sure there's a puddle at the doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;3. When they knock, rev a chainsaw and answer "Just a minute!".&lt;br /&gt;4. Open the door in a devil costume.&lt;br /&gt;5. Invite them in and allow them to speak their case. Beforehand, have a friend hide in the closet and make muffeled screams of terror as the JW's tell you of the glory of Christ.&lt;br /&gt;6. Pretend to have an orgasm every time they say "God".&lt;br /&gt;7. Open the door, tell them what nice costumes they have and give them some candy.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ask what took them so fucking long with your pizza.&lt;br /&gt;9. "Oh! You must be the strippers! Come on in!"&lt;br /&gt;10. When you open the door, yank them inside before they can tell you who they are (as though you didn't already know) and have them hurry into the kitchen. The aliens are watching and you don't want to be see. You know too much as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109113214614463904?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109113214614463904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109113214614463904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109113214614463904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109113214614463904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/things-to-do-to-jehovas-witnesses-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109046261188642136</id><published>2004-07-21T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-21T19:16:51.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PROTAGONIST UNPLUGGED PRESENTS:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Episode 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lady in the Walmart Parking Lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I decided to go to Walmart today and buy myself some shit that I really don't need. I was coerced by the denizens of A vs C to buy a webcam, so damn it, I went out and bought one. I also bought new speakers for my PC and a new headset to listen to music quietly and participate in voice chat. All in all I spent $62. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now, I don't know about you, but I don't like to shop. When I "shop" I am on a mission. I want to get in, get out and set up my toys as soon as humanly possible. So, I raced my trusty steed--a 1993 Chevy Astro Van affectionately called Lummox--to my local Super Walmart, which is open 24 hours a day for my personal shopping and midnight distraction pleasure.&amp;nbsp; I walked quickly past the obligatory rednecks and black people that make up Port Charlotte, Florida, and made my way to the electronics department, pushing an old lady out of my way as she stopped to look at some shit in some other department thus making her an obstacle in the way to my goal. I'm not sorry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I picked up my shoddy goods, probably made by the hands of small chinese children, and I again gickered (snickering and giggling simulaneously---I am too busy to do one and then another, it is the day and age if multi-tasking) knowing the outsourced labor was fucking over the Coorperate Fucktards. I then paid and raced back to Lummox and fired up my Stabbing Westward CD. Blaring my angsty young adult music for all the people in the parking lot to be offended by, I made my way toward the exit of the lot and on my way to improved internet chatting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then....oh, then....some lady objected to my adept manuvering past people and objects in the way of the exit and screamed at me "HEY! YOU'RE IN A PARKING LOT!" with way too much anger and enthusiasm than was actually necessary---implying that she actually &lt;em&gt;cared &lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why would she care? Perhaps it bothered her that I decided to bypass the speeds of 5-10MPH and proceeded right to the limit of 15. Perhaps she was upset that I did not want to enjoy the leisuirely pace of slowly attaining top speed. I know I should stop and take a moment to enjoy life and all the things around it........but face it, I don't want to spend more time in a Walmart parking lot than is absolutely necessary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, Lady In Walmart Parking Lot, this was for you. No shit, I was in a parking lot. I was wondering what all those fucking cars, people and shopping carts were doing in the middle of the street. You fucking retard. Who died and made you the Parking Nazi? No one. The Charlotte County Sheriff's Department has their own army of Parking Nazis to come after me and put tickets on my un-registered steed. So stick to your day job, bitch. I can only hope that as you saw me speeding away at 15MPH that you were offended by one of my many&amp;nbsp;bumper stickers. Next time I see you and am sure there are no children present, expect a finger and a "fuck you". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And in case you were wondering, my webcam doesn't work. I am, however, happy with my new speakers and my headset. Now if ravenousczar would just shut the fuck up, I might want to use them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109046261188642136?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109046261188642136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109046261188642136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109046261188642136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109046261188642136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/protagonist-unplugged-presents.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-109012476806114545</id><published>2004-07-17T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T21:26:08.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not easy being mean.....I mean, green.....or gay? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Being an atheist is tough work. You might think we all sit around in our chatroom and talk about how much God sucks and how much we hate Him and how stupid you Christians/Theists are, but we don't.&amp;nbsp; If you think that, you're probably a idiot fundie who also thinks God is watching right now. *Prays for the rapture* &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Atheism is a tough gig. Atheists have very little in common other than their lack of god belief. Atheists are cannibals. When left to our vices, we will eat one another. This brings me to today's topic: Eating Your Own.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;By nature, most atheists like to argue, even for the sake of arguing. If you argue with an atheist, be prepared to back up your argument. It doesn't matter the nature of the argument, just make sure that if you are claiming something, you can properly back it up. IE--God. We don't ask much from theists concerning gods. Just give us proof. For some fucking reason this insults theists. Courts ask for proof of a murder and you're OK with it, but not God! Never question God. Why? Because you can't answer a question about God. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;The mob mentality goes for atheists as well as theists. The more the better. It stands to show, however, that one well read, intelligent atheist can handle many theists. The more people that agree with you, the better, but we don't really need backup. Theists tend to refute themselves anyway. Atheists don't outnumber theists, we had to evolve to be able to defeat you in verbal battle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what happens when there are no theists present? What do we atheists do? For the most part, we talk about sex (at least in A vs C). We talk about a lot of things. Politics, music, personal opinions, etc. This is where the danger is. For the most part, we all get along and suffer bad opinions like someone liking Metal music or being&amp;nbsp;Republican, but every so often we start to itch.....when a fundie hasn't come along for a while, you start to pick at the personal opinions of your roommates. And why the fuck not? The only thing you have in common is atheism, they're not your buddies. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Christians like to act like they love other christians, but I know better. But they fake it anyway. "I love Jesus!" "Welcome to the room!".&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Versus the atheistic approach&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I don't believe in God."&amp;nbsp; "Good for you, neither do I."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this bother me? Because when you voice an opinion that someone happens to disagree with and the timing is right, you will get treated like the poor bastard theist who thinks yelling "God will burn yall in hell 4 eva, so u ppl beter start belivin in him" will cause the epiphany to end our cynicism. It's no fun having your roommates bite down on you, espcially when you made sure your opinion was expressed as such: an opinion. On partcularly shitty occassions, they will equate your reasons for your opinion to...A FUCKING CHRISTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;That's when the "fuck you" 's start to fly.&amp;nbsp; That's when the iggy button gets pushed. That's what happens WHEN ATHEISTS ATTACK! &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I hate idiots as much as the next person, and someone is going to get on my case for this. "We're not friends, blah blah, if you say something stupid I will tell you so, yadda yadda." Just like gay christians bother me, the pseudo-indifferent atheists bother me. Of course it suits them to be nice when you agree, but when you disagree, they're the fucks that say "You sound like a Christian.". That is atheist for "You're a retard.". &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;What? You wanted a clear line of reasoning? Is the fact that THIS atheist doesn't really have a rational reason for quite a few opinions disturbing? &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like gay christians because they make gays look like idiots. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think kids under 17 should have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I think hunter green is an awesome color.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Baby corn freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;When atheists turn on me for stating an opinion that they don't like, it pisses me off. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Don't argue for the sake of arguing if you really just disagree. It's annoying. Everyone disagrees. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;AND DON'T FUCKING CALL ME A CHRISTIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;*This concludes Protagonist's Rant*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-109012476806114545?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/109012476806114545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=109012476806114545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109012476806114545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/109012476806114545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/its-not-easy-being-mean.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-108992289763915883</id><published>2004-07-15T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-15T13:21:37.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jaakari27:  Blessed is the person who does not follow the advice of wicked people, take the path of sinners, or join the company of mockers. -- GOD'S WORD ® -- GOD'S WORD ® is a copyrighted work of God's Word to the Nations.  Quotations are used by permission. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my adventures in Yahoo Userchat ATHEIST vs. CHRISTIANS, I have come across some pretty big idiots. Jaakari27 is not the biggest of the big, because that is reserved for the morons like Playing_in_the_dangerzone/snakepit and other such trolls, but jaakari27 has brought me to my Blog to issue this message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God's words have a copyright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the Bible copyrighted? Well, yes, actually. It is. The KJV has a copyright and has since 1611, according to &lt;a href="http://http://www.kjvonly.org/doug/king_james_copy.htm"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;. It appears to have made Oxford University a pretty penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any translations of the Bible is subject to copyrights, despite what &lt;a href="http://radio.embassyofheaven.com/radio/T9943.htm"&gt;The Embassy of Heaven&lt;/a&gt; has to say. The word of God belongs to hundreds of people and publishers who regulate the distribution of &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; Bibles, mostly for profit purposes. Is this any big surprise? Not to me. It is merely another of the long list of reasons that convince me of biblical untruths. Anyone can write their version of the Bible and more morons will read it and quote it (as long as they comply with copyright laws) as the "gospel truth." As if greed and religion had ever been that far apart. I need permission to quote God? Suck my dick and call me Jesus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer the &lt;a href="http://http://www.skepticsannotatedbible.com/"&gt;Skeptic's Annotated Bible&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-108992289763915883?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108992289763915883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=108992289763915883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108992289763915883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108992289763915883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/jaakari27-blessed-is-person-who-does.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-108947297565731248</id><published>2004-07-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T08:22:55.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Priest to get 5 years for killing child</title><content type='html'>I awoke this morning and promplty turned on my computer. The Comcast Homepage popped up, and after trying to convince it that I spend a ridiculous amount of money to be one of their highspeed customers, it refused to allow me to view the top news stories. Fuck Comcast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I turned to Yahoo. What do I see? I see this fucking article on a priest who suffocated an austitic boy while trying to exorcise him. His sentence? 5 years in prison. Yes, that's 5 as in five. Not 50. Not 25. F-I-V-E years for lying on top of this kid in an 80 degree room, chanting anf singing...or whatever it is exorcists do. Actually, he is being accused of "felony child abuse". I'm sorry, but since when did killing a child equate to felony child abuse and not felony murder? Oh, when a fucking priest does it! This priest, according to the article "had no formal theological training" which I assume means that this lack of training may have cause the boy's death. Maybe next time they should teach their priests how to exorsice properly? Teach a few classes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*takes a breath* IT'S NOT FUCKING CPR, PEOPLE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this guy get five years? Why is felony child abuse ONLY five years, anyway? I'll tell you why, it's because he's a holy man. A priest never means any harm, huh? Ask all the kids from Boston. It's all done with the greatest of intentions, right? Or maybe it was because he swore to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help him, God, with his hand on the Bible without bursting into flames. Meanwhile, bear in mind he plead INNOCENT and used the defense that the autistic kid he kill was on perscription medication that killed him. Yeah, what a good man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five years is not long enough for killing a child by negligence. You go to jail for at least 10 years for involuntary manslaughter or vehicular homicide, and these are acts of negligence or accidental. This guy gets five years for being a brainless moron. I guess it's better than nothing. I wish ALL brainless morons got 5 years in prison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://story.news.yahoo.com/news?tmpl=story&amp;cid=99&amp;ncid=720&amp;e=2&amp;u=/ct/20040709/cr_ct/ministerguiltyofchildabuseforboysexorcismdeath"&gt;Priest Found Guilt In Boy's Death&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-108947297565731248?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108947297565731248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=108947297565731248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108947297565731248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108947297565731248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/priest-to-get-5-years-for-killing.html' title='Priest to get 5 years for killing child'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-108934867562841366</id><published>2004-07-08T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T21:59:27.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiot Clause</title><content type='html'>I feel, as a red blooded American, that the right of free speech should not extend to people who are fucking retards. There are people who exercise of free speech does us intellectual harm. They do contribute anything, they simply maul spoken languge. There are times when people say "I can say whatever I want to..." and I want to choke the life out of them, screaming "Not if I can help it!". There should be a fucking retard clause. I do mean "fucking retards" as a technical term. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fucking Retard&lt;/strong&gt;: see, retard. noun, 1.) A person whose intelligence is comprable to human fecal matter. 2) A person who is so stupid, exposure to their drivel actually threatens to lowers one's IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that I have the right to remove useless matter from out gene pool. It is, perhaps, the only urge I have to help mankind as a whole, and I only care because it would make ME happier since I am surrounded by said retards. I work with "fucking retards". My job, for the time being, is a menial wannabe McJob, hardly even suitable to pay my bills. Said job is a clerk a Pet Supermarket. Protagonist is a store clerk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at Pet Supermarket, I worked with a child named Ben. Ben is 17 and has worked at store #143 longer than I have. He was hired under the old management a few years ago, and I under the new a few months ago. He believes in his heart that HE knows more about this McJob than I do. Ben is mostly correct. And by mostly I mean not really. See, Ben is a "fucking retard". Ben is a useless waste of company money, as are most of my fellow coworkers at store #143. He wants to be what we call "3rd key" or an Assistant General Manager in training. For one thing, you need to have graduated high school for this. Ben has not. Two, you need to actually work. Ben does not. Three, you need to know what the fuck you are doing. Ben does not. Finally, that job is MINE. Ben does not seem to understand this. Then again, Ben is a fucking retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an easy concept to grasp. I can actually work, have graduated high school and have an IQ greater than that of the animals we sell. Ben is not happy with this. Ben can suck my proverbial cock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, while closing store #143, Ben commented to the Assistant manager that he had done more work in the store than anyone else. On top of it being a lie, he had the gaul to say this in front of me. We have a closing list at night. Things that need to be done by each person working. Ben had two things to do, clean and front (restock) the dog food and take out the trash. I had about 7. Clean the animal cages, front the first 3 asiles of the store, the back leash wall, the toy wall, the treat section and mop/sweep the front of the store. On top of that, I had to ring up customers. Logically, hearing Ben say he did more work resulted in my going to the dog food section and fucking it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not take orders from a fucking retard child. People like Ben need to be exterminated, if only for my personal amusement. Ben likes to tell people what to do, as though being here longer made him some kind of authority figure. &lt;br /&gt;"[Protagonist]!" he yells to me as I am busy cleaning the shelf of dog toys. I did not answer. "Ring this guy up!"&lt;br /&gt;I look up and see Ben, standing alone behind the counter, asking me to ring someone up. &lt;br /&gt;"Can't you do it?" I ask, arms full of rubber frogs which need to find a home somewhere in Toyland.&lt;br /&gt;No answer. Ben is looking at me with an annoyed expression. Finally, seeing Ben is NOT going to help this poor customer, I let the frogs drop and scatter across the floor like the plauge in the Bible and run up to the register. &lt;br /&gt;"Don't you know how to use the register?" I ask him, muttering darkly.&lt;br /&gt;He, as anticipated, walks away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to key his car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-108934867562841366?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108934867562841366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=108934867562841366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108934867562841366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108934867562841366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/idiot-clause.html' title='Idiot Clause'/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6797744.post-108930616261133418</id><published>2004-07-08T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-08T10:02:42.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6797744-108930616261133418?l=revolutionsociety.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/feeds/108930616261133418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6797744&amp;postID=108930616261133418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108930616261133418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6797744/posts/default/108930616261133418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://revolutionsociety.blogspot.com/2004/07/testing-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Protagonist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14867457500873381555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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