Fuck, politics

I’ve made no secret that I don’t particularly care about writing about politics.  But it’s gotten to a point where I can’t go anywhere, turn to any channel, open up a browser or look at Facebook without there being mention of politics.  I’m getting to the point where I don’t want to seek out the news and or look at social media, because I just know that all people are going to be reporting on or talking about is what’s going on in the political scene, and it’s going to again bring that surreal feeling that this is truly reality, and will be for the unforeseeable future.

At the time I’m writing this, I’m back in Virginia, visiting my parents, on what is admittedly not a leisure trip in the least.  That being said, I really could use some distractions from what’s going on in my life and my family, and hope that others out there are doing more positive things in theirs.  But nope, people are using social media to vent about their disdain towards all of the seemingly asinine thing that are happening at such a breakneck pace, and I’m asking myself if the headlines that I’m being exposed to are actually real.

But then I turn on a television or walk past a screen showing the news, and the same types of headlines are being broadcast to larger audiences outside of my Facebook feeds.  Healthcare being repealed.  Women’s rights to be seemingly reduced.  Christians to receive priority about all other foreigners seeking entry to America.  A fucking wall to divide the United States from Mexico.

Seriously, how are these headlines factual in the year two thousand and seventeen?

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Irony is taking pictures of text and posting it to social media

So I’m reading this article about Steve Harvey, his likely money-driven, crocodile-tear laden apology to Asian people, and how he’s basically being treated like an Uncle Tom piece of shit for being a racist and a Trump supporter,* and sure, it doesn’t necessarily help my opinion of him, but there’s one thing I can’t really get over: Harvey’s liberal use of writing his messages in a text file, screen capping them, and then posting images of his written messages onto Twitter, a messaging service.

*it’s amusing that being deemed a Trump supporter is considered an insult to the left

Now Steve Harvey is hardly the first person to do this, but because of my general recent disgust with him, along with the fact that he’s the most recent example of a person that does this makes him the poster boy for such ironic and narcissistic behavior.

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LA Chragers logo talk

No, that’s not a typo.  In my circles, they have always and will always be known as the Chragers.

Anyway, if you haven’t heard which is very likely because despite my love of sports, like 10% of the people I associate with actually follow them, but the NFL team once known as the San Diego Chragers have announced that they will be moving to Los Angeles.

Back in 1996, the Cleveland Browns were moved to Baltimore, where they became the Baltimore Ravens; they left the Browns name behind, which was convenient for when the NFL expanded again years later, and the Browns were resurrected into the perennial basement.  Such was not the case in San Diego, and the entire Chragers brand, identity and personnel are all going up I-5 to LA.

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lol Curbed hipsters

Occasionally, I like reading Curbed.  Sure, the writing is a little biased, the commenters are amongst the most pretentious on the planet, but sometimes, it’s a nice way to see other neighborhoods and parts of town that I might not be so aware of.  At the end of each year, Curbed does this thing called The Curbed Cup, and they like to poll readers to determine, what the best neighborhood in the region is.

Previous winners in Atlanta aren’t any real surprises; Inman Park, Old Fourth Ward, Kirkwood, Reynoldstown; these are areas rife with pretty successful gentrification and are appropriately densely packed with hipsters, new money, and hipsters with new money.  Last year’s winner was a little bit of a head-scratcher; the West End, which to anyone who isn’t familiar with the area, it’s basically the region of town that is literally on the other side of the tracks, that is full of blight, crime, unoccupied and dilapidated homes and more crime.

There’s no denying that the potential of the West End is grandiose if it could ever actually be successfully cleaned, reset, and developed appropriately, as it sits on a lot of prime real estate that the burgeoning Atlanta real estate market would salivate over, if it were remotely usable.

But anointing it as the best Atlanta neighborhood of 2015 was quite the head-scratcher, and I would wager money that bloggers and snarky internet commenters could write essays on how great the West End is in their opinion, but they wouldn’t be able to say NO fast enough, if they were asked if they would actually live there.

That’s the kind of place the West End really is.

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How to civil war

A year ago to this day, I asked people on theFacebook a question about where they stood on couples that sit next to each other, side-by-side, at restaurants.  Personally, I think it’s a little tacky and potentially inconsiderate if the restaurant is one that is apt to get crowded.  Of all the random questions I ask people on social media, this one seemed to elicit the largest pool of responses, ranging from agreement to my sentiments, and a whole lot of agitated disagreement.

Needless to say, I was greatly amused seeing this old thread on On This Day, which is pretty much my favorite component of theFacebook outright, I think.

Anyway, I decided to do a little cursory researching over the internet about this specific topic, to see what a little bit more of a mass audience felt about it.  In the end, I found countless Yelp discussions, message board threads, and various opinion pieces complete with passionate commenters, on the topic, and it’s not difficult to get a generalization of the types of responses:

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Okay, people who like Cards Against Humanity are dumb

Initially, I was going to title this post “Okay, Cards Against Humanity is dumb,” but when I think about the impetus to this post, it’s not so much that CAH is dumb, but the people who are enamored with the game that are dumb.

Don’t get me wrong, I think CAH is pretty dumb in itself, what with its minimalistic design of white Arial bold on black on everything that symbolizes a dagger into creativity, and the fact that it’s a game that’s basically the equivalent of being crass and vulgar because being crass and vulgar is supposedly cool.  But CAH wouldn’t be the game so well known if not for the hordes of fans who love the game and are so willing to blow their money on cards with text on them, or in some cases, nothing at all, that are the party that should be subject to more criticism.

I mean I can’t hate on CAH for making money, that’s what they’re in business for.  But I can’t get over the fact that there really are that many people who are so dumb and careless with their own money that they’d willingly forfeit it to a company that flamboyantly expresses their intent to do absolutely nothing of any worth with it.

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It’s finally over(?), part 26

Maybe?  Dead-Gawker founder Nick Denton agrees to settle with Hulk Hogan, for $31 million dollars plus finally removing the posts of his sexual tape from the internet.

It’s not the entire $140M that was awarded to him by the courts, but it’s still a sizeable take home for a guy who merely got caught on film having sex (with someone else’s wife, consensually).  I mean, for a little bit of public embarrassment, a lot of time spent in courtrooms, it’s still a substantial amount of money to go home with, especially with a gold digging ex-wife, fuck-up of a son, and a pretender of a pop-star daughter all weighing him down.

Granted, if this article is correct of what takeaway he’ll get after taxes and legal fees, it’s a pretty far cry from $140M, but shit, I wouldn’t scoff at $9 million bucks after two years and most of the world getting to see me having night vision sex for like ten seconds.

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