Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Quick word

So I know that this is my outlet for ripping to shreds all the assholes who get paid to shit in our ears. BUT, as the title says, this one will fall under other ramblings.
This one is for all of you soft, crybaby, PC motherfuckers. I cannot believe how soft our country has become. Now, I know this horse has been beaten to death, revived and beaten down again. But seriously, what the fuck? I currently reside in a town that is mighty close to the border of Mexico. ON THE U.S SIDE, of that border. I have been called a racist and a bigot by someone, who let's be honest, could barely speak english, because I couldn't speak spanish. Now keep in mind we were IN AMERICA at the time. When did I have to learn spanish? At what point did I have to learn it and apply it? I'm in America. We speak American here. At least according to the wise man known as Ricky Bobby.
If I were vivsting another country I wouldn't expect them to all speak english. I would be expected to, at the minimum, attempt to learn the language. But who the fuck am I? I am the voice of millions of Americans who feel this way and a sick of being called racist. I am sick of being told by society that I can't call my black friend black. I have to call them African Americans. Keep in mind none of them have actually been to Africa. They don't care if I call them black. Only those whiny, cry baby fucks. I should probably stop where I am because I am feeling kind of political right about now. I will wait to rip all the Democrats later for being the true racists and, wow, if you don't know history; crack a book and research the democratic party's ideals since their inception. Holy shit. I thought I was a dick.


P.S- Thanks Will.I.Am for punching Perez Hilton's big stupid face. Fuck that thing.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

The genesis of it all

Crit-ic [krit-ik]
-noun
1. one who judges or evaluates
2. one who judges, evaluates, or analyzes literary or artistic works, dramatic or musical performances, or the like, for newspapers or other outlets.



Fuck you. Yes, you. Oh, and your last accomplishment, was total shit. Your are a loser and I pray that you are stricken with a terrible disease, or even better, multiple diseases. Kind of harsh, huh? Well apparently some people actually make money saying shit like this about celebrities. Who in the hell do they think they are all high and mighty with mouths full of hate and feces. Now before I go further I want to make perfectly clear one thing. I am not here to defend fame or celebrities. Actually in a way I guess I am, but not because I want to swing from their proverbial yam bag. I am defending the creative process and what we as mankind get as a benefit of that process. We get the arts or amazing athletic talents.
Of course nowadays, no one seems to get to form their own opinions of either the arts or athletic achievements. Nay nay my dear reader. You get your opinion from complete fucking tools like Perez Hilton. You also get it from douche bags from sites like rottentomatoes.com or any seemingly endless sites like that. No one gives an account of what they saw or experienced. No, they hop their little asses up on to a soapbox and spew horseshit at an actor, writer, director, singer, etc. I am willing to bet that none of these "helpful" folks have accomplished anything. Well, except that one time they were able to jerk off 12 times in a day and still have the energy to play Halo. Or maybe they got the last slice of pizza. Who knows. But we as a people need to recognize the difference between criticism and one being a complete fuck.
Now, the reason all of this came about. I was browsing my local video establishment and found a movie by Jamie Kennedy. It is called "heckler". I was shocked and pissed all at the same time. I couldn't believe that some people felt entitled to saying some really horrific things. I mean, damn, they were saying some shit that made you cringe. Some of the best and hardest parts to watch were when he was confronting some of these critics. They looked like you think they do. Bad facial hair, greasy locks of shit on their heads, and nothing intelligent to say. So, with that my goal is to make sure that critics start doing their motherfucking jobs. Supply some intelligent critiques and stop slamming people who actually have the balls to get up and act, or sing, or write. And if you can't do that, shut the fuck up and cram your head further up your ass. I'M TALKING TO YOU PEREZ HILTON! Well, he's just a big target.