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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A stroll through Springfield Mall, circa 2011

There’s really not a whole lot to do anymore, these days. If I don’t already have something to do, some chore, some engagement, or some task that already needs to be done, I’m typically crippled by boredom and not knowing what to do with my day.

This epidemic seems to be three times as bad up in Northern Virginia, in my old stomping grounds. There really isn’t anything to do up here, like at all. Maybe I’m at the age where there doesn’t feel like there’s anything to do outside of the house or work these days in general, but it seems compounded while I’m up here. So Huzzard and I decided to go talk a walk through Springfield Mall, which was the place to go throughout our teenage years.

I mean we all saw it happen, and we know how it happened and that it was happening, but damn, words can’t really express just how much the place has died. Thankfully, there are pictures. The fact that it’s still open at all is pretty amazing in its own right, but at this point, it would probably best if the place were humanely euthanized than go through existence like this.

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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.

I had a disturbing dream the other night

Nobody was sure how it was revealed, but outside of the building we were all residing in, the rest of the world had more or less fell into anarchy.  Our building had limited resources, but there were a lot of people so certainly, there was the manpower to make things work as long as everyone did their part. Communication with the rest of the world no longer seemed possible, so we were all sort of off the grid.

There was another building not far from where the building this dream was taking place in, and I suggested with the people I was with, that perhaps we should send some people over there, and forage for supplies and gather anything that we could use in our new residence for an indeterminate amount of time.  Many agreed with me, and we made tentative plans to make the trek over to the other building.

Before executing the plan to travel, someone brought to my attention that what if the other building were not completely empty as I had initially hypothesized it was?  What if there were other people in that building, in the exact same predicament as we were in?  I hadn’t considered such possibilities.  The trip to the other building never happened.

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Brogging of the mundane

Burglary update

finally managed to get a hold of the Fulton County prosecutor aide in regards to the thugs that tried to rob my home back in October.  Honestly, given the lack of effort exerted by the county, I figured that I had heard the last of them after the initial arrest of the hoods.  I called every number and contact I was given, with no response.  In fact, I had to hound this person in order to respond to a letter they had sent to me.  Apparently wanted to let me know that their bond pleas have been denied a second time, and one more denial, and then they’re going to actual, court-court.  But it’s comforting to know that since their arrest back on October 27th, they’ve been in jail since.

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A small bit of truth

Even though the alarm is set, admittedly, over the last two weeks, in the back of my mind, is some fear.  As I lay in bed, before sleep befalls me, my eyes dart over to the security panel on my wall to verify and re-verify that the red light indicating that the security system is on.  I used to set my television to sleep timer on some of the plain music channels, just because I had some insomnia, but I grew to preferring silence.  But now I’m back to the former, because I try to convince myself that classical music can possibly mute some of my thinking.  It doesn’t.  But the sound is comforting.

I hate this feeling.  And as much as I’m aware the passage of time reduces the feelings, there is never going to be light at the end of the tunnel.