This is actually logically brilliant

I don’t like to give credit to the Chinese too often, but from a logic standpoint, I have to say that this father came up with an absolutely brilliant idea: hire ringers to target, harass and deter his deadbeat son from playing an online video game.

I really do believe it’s brilliant.  Kids are such retards these days that any attempt to deter them from doing what they like by methods such as lecture, nagging, or straight up restriction would probably lead to a rebellious reaction to where their desire to do these things just to piss you off in addition to doing what they like.  But in the case of a game addict, by essentially attempting to make the game no fun for him seems to be more of an effective method to breaking the game’s hold over the player; when a game is so difficult to overcome, eventually it will become un-fun to the point where it’s not worth playing anymore.

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Professional gamers LOL

One thing that has been absolutely hilarious to me lately is the raging that people do when it comes to arguing over professional gamers as if they were professional athletes. The story is a little old now, but about a month or so ago, there was a “professional” League of Legends player who was given a one-year ban for being what most 22-year old mouth-breathing internet-dwelling socially inept male virgin gamers are: a dick. In the midst of this all, there’s a pathetic little internet verbal battle royale about how it’s right, how it’s wrong, and then there are the people that just show up to troll for the sake of trolling and other dickish behavior because most of the people involved in these barbs are just like the guy that was banned in the first place: dicks.

Throughout all of this, I can’t help but take some steps back and look at the scenario in context: many people arguing over the banning of a guy who plays video games that managed to go so overboard with his toxic conduct to where someone of authority actually did something about it.

Take a few steps more back: many people are arguing over a kid who plays video games.

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Don’t hold your breath, Keith

The new general manager of MARTA vows to win public trust

Yeah, good luck there chief. I have to say, this article was a pretty great source of some inadvertent, ironic humor. And I feel like deconstructing a lot of the false truths published to hide the obvious ones.

The poll (that the AJC conducted) found the public’s biggest beef with MARTA was that it was inconvenient because it too often didn’t go to their destination and they didn’t need it because they had a car.

Despite the fact that this statement is true, I vehemently deny the claim that it was the public’s biggest beef. Although I unofficially and likely inappropriately speak on behalf of everyone, the biggest beef that people have with MARTA is the simple fact that it doesn’t feel clean or safe, on top of the fact that it rarely goes to anyone’s destination.

The last time I was on MARTA, there was a man and an elderly woman having a very animated argument, that escalated into the man repeatedly and publicly declaring that physical violence was on the horizon for her. Something about how she threw his cell phone away in a fit of rage from an earlier spat, and how he was going to whoop her ass when they got home. Naturally nobody did anything, including myself while this was going on, but one patron did inform a MARTA “officer” when they got off, prompting the arguing parties to escape amidst a crowd.

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Among other things, the internet ruins wrestling

When the fans were chanting for Brock Lesnar fifteen minutes before he was supposed to “shock the world” with his return, I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in John Cena’s head, since he was the guy in the ring trying to cut a promo, but being drowned out by the Lesnar chants.  Also, I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in the minds of WWE upper management and Vince McMahon at what was transpiring before their very eyes and ears – every single person in an arena, completely already in the know of what was probably carefully prepared, scripted and planned to be a big surprise.  I wonder if someone got fired as a result, or even more meta, this was all perhaps an even bigger elaborate ruse!  But I kind of doubt it.

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I hate my gym

I really don’t want to sound like a gym douche, but I think I have some justification for the gripes I have with my gym.  Gym douches gripe about inconsequential matters, like whining about the influx of new members after Thanksgiving, New Years, and prior to Spring Break.  And how they clog up all the machines and weight stations with their low-impact, laughable-to-them weight numbers.  About how they might not be doing something properly, or their choice of gym attire is too new and fashionable to look like a serious gym-goer.

No, I don’t have problems with any of that, because none of that is particularly surprising.  All of the above happens all the time, every year, like clockwork, so that stuff doesn’t really bother me that much, not to where I feel the need to gripe about it.  My gym gripes are mostly related to the fact that my gym is staffed, or rather in this case, not adequately staffed, and that the gym’s clientele is full of inconsiderate, rude, mostly meathead, assholes.

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This guy actually exists

There’s a coffee shop I go to every now and then, and I always happen to notice this guy in a wheelchair, just about every time.  And unlike a lot of handicapped people who are kind of either accepting of their situation, or are generally polite and understanding of their handicap, this guy kind of comes off a little bit dickish.

Doesn’t say thank you if I hold the door open for him, I see the way he kind of brusquely wheels around the already-cramped interior of the place, and without really saying excuse me or please in regards to moving chairs or tables so he can park himself, he just does it with no courtesy to others.  I get that he’s handicapped and may harbor some resent in his life as a result, but there’s no reason to take it out on the rest of the world.

Anyway, I was walking around the proximity of the coffee shop the other day, and I saw him wheeling down the sidewalk, evidently on the way to the coffee shop.  For some reason, seeing him outside of the confines of the coffee shop made me think about the wheelchair guy in Ghost Worldwho dickishly exploited the daily trivia question for free coffee, every day, much to the dismay of a barely-legal Scarlett Johansson.

Today is one of those days

In which I feel as if I have no faith in humanity.  I’m not pompous enough to declare myself a metaphorical mister perfect by any stretch of the imagination, but I’ll go as far as to say that things would be a lot better if there were more people that were a little bit more like me than what they typically are on a regular basis.  I’m amazed at how spineless, stupid, lacking in common sense, oblivious or all of the above, people sometimes are, and today is one of those days in which I can’t seem to get away from any of these metaphorical life ballasts that make my faith in people dwindle even lower than it sometimes gets.

It’s always like this snowball effect too, because it always starts very innocuously, but as they day progresses, I continue to see more and more stupidity, and then my morale towards the human race dips to where I get saddened by it, and then I become irritable.

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