Sweet justice

There are few things in life­ that makes me as happy as seeing someone busted for violating the HOV lane.  So imagine my pleasant surprise this morning.

Traffic was especially sweltering, probably due to the fact that in the state of Georgia, it’s spring break for most schools and colleges.  After the section of Interstate 75/85 known as the “Grady Curve,” there are occasionally strategically placed cops sitting in the shoulder, attempting to capitalize on unsuspecting HOV lane violators who can’t see them just ahead, only to come out of the curve to see them way too late to even attempt to get out of the lane for their indiscretion.

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The true baddest man on the planet

As of now, I’ve read no less than three books that have all attested to the simplest fact that the toughest man on the face of the planet is former wrestler, Haku.

The assessment is always the same too; he’s one of the most gentle, kindest people on the face of the planet, but the problem is that he’s a giant, scary looking Tongan man, whom back in the day when wrestling was ambiguous, people at bars kept seeing him as an easy mark to test their own toughness against.  And when other people started fights, Haku always, always finished them.

The details are borderline insane to scary.  He’s bitten a man’s nose off.  He’s broken police handcuffs.  He shook off mace, he inhaled pepper spray.  He’s ripped off ears, gauged out eyes, and in one testament, fish hooked a police officer who tried to detain him, and literally ripped his cheek open.  Clearly, he’s been arrested numerous times, but in an age when wrestlers were obligated to “protect the business,” it’s amazing that people continued to think it was fake when Haku was pretty much literally ripping people apart.

Yes please

Atlanta parents face a $1,000 fine and up to 60 days in jail when their students skip school under a 2009 ordinance city officials say they now plan to enforce.

Long story short: Parents, be responsible, and be aware of where your kids are, and if they’re skipping school, YOU’RE the one who’s going to be at fault.  So do what you got to do to make sure yo’ kids don’t WANT to skip school.  If you know what I’m sayin’.

Parents are the de facto lords of their children, and have the obligation to pass on acceptable behavior and raise their children to be capable citizens of the world.  Far too long has the degradation of society been stemmed back to shit parenting, by parents who are degenerates in their own right, or are people who are simply just shitty parents and have no idea how to be a parent, let alone a role model, or example setter.  Kids today that are pieces of shit typically have parents who are pieces of shit, it really is that simple.  Good parents don’t let their children become pieces of shit, without an earnest effort.

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Seen in Atlanta: Fuck tha po’lice

There’s just something so gratifyingly amusing by seeing a police car getting towed away.  There’s no body damage, and the wheels are all intact, and in all likelihood, it’s probably a squad car with some sort of debilitating engine issue, but I like to pretend that this cop car belonged to an overzealous, power abusive Officer Farva who overstepped even his law enforcement boundaries, and the car was towed away by a tow-truck driver that simply doesn’t give a fuck.  Or, someone villainous type, richer and more powerful than the police decided that they didn’t like a police car too close to wherever, and decided to have it relocated.

How are these legal?

While I’m on the subject of license plates, with the exception posted previously, I tend to blur out plates, out of an unnecessary courtesy.  It just seems like the right thing to do if I’m going to post the rest of these anonymous vehicles on the interwebs.  That being said, I would like to state that the car in the proceeding image is 100% unedited.  No Gaussian blur, no mosaic, no smudge tool applied.  Yet, can anyone make out the license plate at all?

Which begs me to ask, how are these blackened-out license plate covers legal?  The point of a plate is to provide identification to who might be driving the car, and to have a means of identification in the event that some accountability needs to be applied to a party.  But these covers make plate legibility almost impossible beyond being right behind it.  I guess I don’t have to guess too hard to imagine what effect they have versus camera-equipped traffic lights, either.

Does anything on a vehicle scream “I am a shady motherfucker who intends to push the boundaries of what’s legal inside of a vehicle” than these black-out license plate covers?  Think about it.  With these covers, the driver could drive like an idiot; speed, weave, aggro, HOV violate, all of the above, while witnessing motorists are hindered to possibly identify/report these perpetrators.  These drivers could get into an accident, and speed off, knowing that victim(s)/witness(es) would be hindered to take a plate from an escaping vehicle.  And so forth.

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Deadbeat college football fans lol

This is kind of riotous to me. I like college football pretty well, but the sheer infatuation expressed by some people down here in SEC country is downright pathetic. I don’t have particularly high regard to the collective intelligence of the various fanbases’ hive mentalities, but if I could place any two at the very bottom of the barrel, it would most definitely be Alabama and Auburn; it’s not much of a coincidence to me that they’re both in the state of Alabama. However, with that in mind, I really have to take my hat off to this Alabama police department for coming up with an ingenious, sadistic, and twisted trap plan to bust deadbeat parents who haven’t been paying their child support – make them think they’ve won something, before taking away from them everything… brilliant!

I love watching this parade of deadbeats of all races and genders, succumbing to their mindless allegiance to either Alabama or Auburn at the obviously too-good-to-be-true news that they’ve won free tickets to the Iron Bowl (annual game pitting the two schools), and show up all happy and joyous, before they’re tricked and arrested. Not too shabby of a plan, coming from the dregs of the southern states. Well done.

Well, this is a shitty feeling.

I couldn’t sleep well last night, for obvious reasons.  Every time I closed my eyes, the scene replayed itself in my head, from the time I heard the loud kick of the front door, to when I saw the two perpetrators making a run for it.  It jumbled around in my head repeatedly, and alternate scenarios presented itself, making my mind race when all I really wanted was to put the day behind me.  What if they didn’t run?  What if they were armed?  What if I were armed?  Fairly certain if were the latter scenario, there would be at least one dead black guy, considering the speed in which they “got away” was with the urgency of a DMV employee.  Regardless of what was going on in my head, I couldn’t help but feel my heart racing a little bit throughout the A.M. hours.

Sure, it is fortunate that nothing was stolen, nobody’s hurt, and the fucks were caught, but what really sucks right now are the feeling of solitude I’m feeling right now.  More so, than ever.