Poop Pollutes

So, there is this whole genre of porn out there that celebrates shit, literally, and relishes in the delights of consuming it. I know, kind of hard to keep the ol' trap open long enough to process the images, let alone sit with it long enough to ponder why you react a certain way to it. Now, I could not care less what people do in the privacy of their own sex lives. And I want to be able to be as free as I want with my own. However, I can't imagine a time when "enjoying" my partner's feces, or my own for that matter, would be sexy to me. I'm trying to work on why that is, and maybe I'll come up with an answer, maybe not. But it does beg the question....why, in the grand design of the human body, does the sewer in fact run through the playground? Just asking...

Hope Is Not A Strategy

So, the economy is balled-up something fierce. I hear lots and lots of people talking about their place in the world today, and what the economic downturn means to them. I have never seen so many people not get the point in my life. I want to scream at them and say, "wake up and take control of your own path". This is our existence we are talking about, our future. Do not leave it up to hope, prayer or some other lame practice of avoiding reality. The institution of hope has made us all passive bystanders to world events that we could have control over...if we implemented an actual strategy. There is a group of very powerful people(?) on this planet that are banking on the fact that we are just sheep relying on hope and prayer to guide us. They created that reality when they gave us the Bible. Wake the fuck up! Do something, do nothing, but for god's sake own it. And don't waste your time implementing an idea like "hope". Work on a real strategy that has a chance in hell of working. Trust me...I'll see you on the other side. I'll be the one you see through the trees, that has a savings account and 666 carved in the back of her head.