Oh, Georgia #984

A year ago, Georgia governor Nathan Deal vetoed a measure that would allow licensed gun owners carry concealed weapons on college campuses.

Well, apparently Nathan Deal was either on vacation this week, or was too busy counting money from all movie studios and/or European car makers shoveling money into his coffers, because for whatever reason, the bill came back for 2017, and somehow, it passed

Licensed gun owners will now be allowed to carry concealed firearms on Georgia college campuses.

Don’t worry, they won’t be allowed on housing or athletic facilities.  But who’s going to notice if they make it onto them?  After all, they’ll be concealed, so who’s going to notice when some unhinged college kid brings firearms onto campus, legal or otherwise?  Nothing bad can happen at all.  Nope, nothing at all.

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Vote for THE BIG RED REPUBLICAN

I’d be afraid to know what happens to those who don’t vote for him: Glenn Jacobs, better known as the WWE’s Kane, also known as “The Big Red Monster” or “The Devil’s Favorite Demon” . . . appears to be headed towards a run for mayor, of Knox County in Tennessee.

Man, bless Jesse Ventura.  Because he succeeded at going from pro-wrestling into politics, there will never be a shortage of wrestlers in the future that will believe that politics isn’t something that they can’t get their feet into if they really tried and campaigned well enough.

As for Kane, I’d be hard pressed to believe that he wouldn’t make a good mayor, if voters could inevitably shake the preconceived notions of a candidate being a professional wrestler.  Unbeknownst to those who have a hard time seeing wrestling as a dumb profession, Kane, or rather Glenn Jacobs, is widely regarded amongst his peers as one of the more intelligent and well-respected professionals in the business.  Someone who is smart about his health, nutrition, and an overall team player that has always done whatever that has been asked of him for the betterment of the company before himself.  There’s a reason why he’s been regularly on television for nearly the last two decades, while there’s a laundry list of guys who have come and gone like the McRib.

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Oh, Georgia #876

For decades, those who were offended by the notion of Confederate Memorial Day had to endure the fourth Monday being of April every year would remain as such.  That is, until 2016, when Georgia governor, Nathan Deal decided to chase dollars over politics and realized that having “Confederate Memorial Day” just might be perceived negatively, and any negative perception hurts the potential profitability of the state, so he made a decision to, get rid of the name.

No, the paid day off for government works did not go away, simply the name “Confederate Memorial Day” was stricken from record and simply replaced on public record as “state holiday.”  God forbid taking a paid holiday away from lazy government motherfuckers.

Anyway, despite the fact that those offended by the name had to put up with it for decades, after barely just one year of suffering the indignity of not having the name of Confederate Memorial Day on the calendar, there are already people up in arms and bitching and moaning to get it back.  Unfortunately for detractors, among them is an actual state representative who has flexed his ability to measure out House Resolution 644, which basically is a means to get the Confederate Memorial Day name back citing some mumbo jumbo about recognizing history, heritage and other passively aggressive word choice to poorly veil that he’s on the side of the people that don’t care to be a little transparent that they do not like black people.

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Turning down free money and making Georgia a less safe place

TL;DR – Acworth lawmaker pens House Bill 390, which greatly reduces the severity of punishment for rolling stop penalties, with a maximum fine of $100 and zero points added to the violator’s driver’s license

I’m just going to assume that this dumb state rep either got a ticket for rolling through a stop sign himself, has a family member that got a ticket for rolling through a stop sign, or knows someone close who got a ticket for rolling through a stop sign. And one or more of the violators are suffering the slight financial belt-tightening that comes from the insurance hike on account of points on a license.  And although HB 390 won’t be able to retroactively go back and remove said transgressions from the violator(s)’s records, it’s still an action taken addressing the perceived unfairness and racial bias – of a fucking stop sign.

And that’s just it, a stop sign says “stop,” not “slow down to a crawl while simultaneously looking out for opposing traffic and proceed ahead unless there’s a cop in which you come to a complete stop.”  Absolutely anything other than a complete stop is a violation of the law, and should most certainly be punished as any other moving violation.  Reducing punishment not only implies a lack of concern for the potential hazards of rolling stops, it’s basically turning down free money for the state by reducing the fine associated with them.

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In Mississippi, sagging pants is a mental disorder

TL:DR – Mississippi lawmaker hates sagging pants so much, aside from fines for repeat offenders, psychiatric counseling becomes necessary

This story is kind of a good example of the current state of the American political climate.  If this story broke out a few months ago prior to the presidential election, it probably would have gone mostly ignored, possibly ridiculed, but a definite flash in the pan.  People like me laugh about the irony behind how stupid it is, and maybe even dedicate some words in a privately run blog and shine a little bit of light to like six readers.

But happening now?  It’s racist!!  The lawmaker?  He’s racist!!  The implications behind punishing people who sag their pants?  Racist!!  It’s Trump’s fault!!  Emboldened!!  Racist!!

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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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Sarcastic optimism

So I’m catching bits of pieces of the inauguration throughout inauguration day; how Trump’s crowds are minuscule compared to the crowds of people who showed up for Barack Obama in 2009, how in spite of notion that minorities aren’t safe in Trump-merica, minorities are  still out amongst the crowds because people are vapid and narcissistic and just want to be seen at major events, and how along the outskirts of the inauguration there is strife, where people are smashing windows and police and Bikers for Trump are dealing with unruly demonstrators.

Despite the very surreal feeling that this is what the United States of America is coming to, when the day is over, I really don’t care that much.  Yes, the country is divided to a degree that I’d never seen, in my lifetime, but I want to continue to believe that we can get along with anyone, as long as we can respect one another in spite of our political leanings. 

Now that that sappy cheese is out of the way now, what spurned this brog post was the fact that I caught some of the inauguration whilst at the gym, since watching TV screens is one of the chief ways to distract the mind from how much running sucks, especially while on a treadmill, and I couldn’t help but notice Melania Trump, the now, First Lady, officially.  She emerged onto the screens wearing this uncharacteristically bulky overcoat/dress thingy that was a stark contrast to the bold shades of basic-colored dresses that accentuated the body that used to be in Sports Illustrated’s swimsuit edition.  Instead, she looked like, and the comparisons were not lost to anyone who knew a modicum of U.S. history, like Jackie Kennedy.

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