No I am not quitting so holster your pleas to stay. I say fuck blogging because I stayed up last night watching the Olympics and donking on FTP. When I finally decided to go to bed my mind was awash with topics for new posts. I laid awake for 30 minutes thinking of topics and posts. Instead of actually blogging about those I am blogging about the possibility of blogging about those.
First there were the two people who actually requested that I write a “Fuck XXXXX” post about them. Well I might get to that, but you have to be an engaging persona (you are) and I have to know that you have the tough hide that can take a beating. (you do). Finally you need to do something that I can lampoon. (you might have, but Serendipity hasn’t visited me yet) So you are on hold. I will get to it, stop being so needy. And if you comment here and out yourself its over.
I am going to have a co-author for the first time this week. Dimebag is going to co author a post with me. Mostly so that when its up and the nerd police visit I an deflect as much or as little blame as I want. Oh yeah!
One thing that made me mad but I won’t write a full post about, just give them a blurb here.
Stem cells. 60 Minutes did a great piece yesterday about Stem Cells and destruction of life. The gist of it is this: Embryos from which Stems Cells come will either be used to make a baby, destroyed via dumping in a biohazard bag, put into storage or used for medical research.
-Storage is like smoking 2 packs a day for 20 years, a slow path to destruction
-Getting dumped in a bio hazard bag is like ratting out Tony to the feds
-Getting destroyed to help find a cure for horrific disease is still destroyed, but a least for a cause.
60M also made this point very clear – paraphrasing-: “The bible beaters don’t care if the sacred cells die as long as they don’t die for research. Everyone involved in the stem cell research debate knows that the cells that get barred from research are thrown into a bag with BG’s colon and dumped off the coast of New Jersey.”
Except one whack job that waned funerals for the 400,000 embryos currently in storage in the U.S. today. That’s right.
A blob of cells is not a baby nor is it a fetus. I swear to gawd this is the bible beaters argument: “You and I were once exactly the same blob of cells. Therefore these cell are sacred human life.”
By that logic I should go find the '65 Impala SS convertible that my dad drove in high school. All of my brothers and sisters are crusted to the back seat. I really should get a spatula and give them a proper burial.
I am soooooo sorry that I ever voted republican using the argument that I am a Libertarian and the Repub’s fiscal agenda more closely matched my own.
This story was coupled with the heart warming tale of Iraqi War Vets who have put their lives back on track after having their arms, legs and brains blown off. I especially liked the photos of the girl in the HUMVEE with no doors (much less armor) taken shortly before a roadside bomb amputated her left leg.
Too bad we don’t have open stem cell research. Maybe scientists could grow her a new one.
I did vote for Clinton, once, the first time. Does that help? I am going to hell for voting for Bush. Or, in some sick twist of fate someone I love will die from a disease that stem cell research cures, four years too late.
Oh yeah, Dick Cheney shot someone in the face and then didn't make a press release about it for 24 hours using the excuse that he thought the ranch owner would issue a press release. I know the last time that I had a leader of the free world over to my house and he shot someone in the face the first thing I thought was "Fuck! Now I need to get a PR rep to get a press release out."
Sorry, I got pissed and wrote more than I thought I would. I hope CJ reads this so his head explodes.
Now, truly independent,
P.S. Oooh. Oooh. Oooh! I just thought of a second co-author. This is going to be a good week.