Happy Recognized Moloch Day 2016!

It’s that time of the year again, where the vast majority of Americans think that this black guy with a dream really accomplished something,while his lordly and almighty demon god allows humanity to exist for yet another year.

If you don’t know what I’m talking about or are curious to what the true meaning of “MLK” is, then please to be taking the time to enlighten one’s self to come to a higher state of existence.

Now if you’re actually trying to reference the good Doctor, I expect some clarification to be utilized, specifying the celebration of Martin Luther King Jr. Day.  Otherwise, those who are lazy, and type out “MLK Day” need to understand that the Demon God Moloch existed just a little bit longer than King did, so he kind of has the lock down on the letters MLK in sequence.

Whatever though.  Unlike prior years, I actually had to work today, so even the demon god didn’t have mercy on this unfortunate soul, to have to go to a job he’s fast disliking severely and wishing to take his talents elsewhere.  Meanwhile, on the hindsight spectrum, one of chief reasons for unhappiness at the old job is actually being rectified, which is notable on the statewide news, leading to some additional grumpiness.

Good thing I got out of there

Long story short: the State of Georgia caves under the pressure of all the anti-Confederate history rhetoric, will formally remove names of both Robert E. Lee’s birthday as well as Confederate Memorial Day from the calendar, starting in 2016.

In other words, no more Confederate Memorial Day.  QQ

Well, the day will still be a paid day off that most people out there will not get (including me now QQ x2), but it just won’t be called “Confederate Memorial Day” anymore.  It will be referred to as simply “state holiday” for those paying attention.

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Independence Day musings

I don’t know what it’s been recently, but I just haven’t really had the drive to do much writing lately.  My schedule is all sorts of rearranged lately, and I guess I just haven’t really taken the time to sit down, look at the happenings around the world, and try and find some motivation to write.  This definitely deviates from my desire to remain a somewhat consistent brogger, and as everyone who has ever written (and failed) to maintain a blog, the onus is on us to keep on writing.

With July 4th now in the rear view, I saw a few things that caught my attention that might warrant a few words, or at least serve as somewhat of an impetus to write something.

Firstly, we have this story from the Peachtree Road Race, a 10K run that I’ve done myself 4-5 times in the past.  Frankly, I’m glad that I didn’t do it this year, because for starters, I have nothing left to prove, since I’ve done it 4-5 times, and secondly, this particular year apparently broke the tradition of where the weather somehow maintains something decent, and instead was a torrential downpour and had some delays, something that I didn’t even know they ever did.

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Spoken like someone who doesn’t get BEST WORST HOLIDAY off

Impetus: Creative Loafing “article” about how Confederate Memorial Day should be ended.

For starters, this is the “author” of said “article.”  Can we say definition of white guilt here?  Or should I call it like it really is, which is the dreaded slow news day?

What the so-called Unofficial Governor of the Day doesn’t seem to realize is that if he were to get his wish and Confederate Memorial Day were ended, and no longer recognized as a state holiday that many, many Georgia state workers do not get off any more, there would likely be a large segment of said many, many Georgia state workers who would wish that his head ended up on a spike outside the walls of Kings Landing.

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BEST WORST HOLIDAY

Ahh, it’s that time of the year when I can wake up on a Monday morning, and not feel the anxious feeling of knowing that I have a finite amount of time to brush my teeth, get dressed, let the dog out, and get out on the road, before a very tiny window of time that separates a 45-minute commute from a 60+ minute commute.

For it is Confederate Memorial Day observed in the great state of Georgia, and I do not have to work today.

This is kind of like the feeling of watching your favorite sports team’s arch-rivals losing to a third party.  After your favorite sports team has already lost for the day.

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