Government shutdown? Who do we blame?

a little something something from my mind...
i haven't been able to complete a rant tonight...
but.
but i want to express one opinion on this government shutdown.
a little scary, first of all.
okay.
stop blaming the democrats for everything that goes wrong.
alright.
these arrogant fuckers keep saying...
oh obama, stop fucking us in the ass.
just stop it.
the government isn't a one man circus.
you have more than 1,000 fucking clowns running this god damn joke you like to call an administrative body.
and i'm here to remind you...
more than half of them are republicans.
stop blaming just the democrats...
man, what do you mean by just the democrats.
i'm glad you asked.
just because a democrat is president...
doesn't mean he is the only cock in your ass.
blame rest on everyone in office.
democracy is rule by all, supposedly.
so we share victory and her spoils...
but we also share defeat, that nobody wants to own up to...
that means republicans, democrats, and everyone else who refuses to do their simple tasks.
and don't forget to blame yourselves.
many of you peeps can vote, but don't.
so.
yeah.

Survey Profiteering

well this morning is unproductive.

fuck.

found something to bypass surveys.

passworded rar file.

where's the password?

GOD DAMN SURVEY SITE!!!

most of these sites are ridiculous.

if you ever see the site shrakyfiles, oceanfiles, or something like that...

it's a display.

there are like 5 fields of information that change to bait you in to take a survey.

what has happened to the world?

information scams everywhere.

these...

these are the people the government is looking for.

not the poor people trying to game.

arrest these people.

with their surveys and stupid shit.

stealing information.

that's it.

there's no other reason to collect data.

you think the census bureau is using surveys online to see how many illegitimate children are in each house?

or how many credit cards per capita or what the fuck ever...

no.

i'm so glad i was raised with the knowledge of technology.

it's a shame that the old people in the world can't enjoy retirement because of some bullshit survey stealing their identity.

be careful on what you guys do online.

i'm here to tell you.

probably over 65% of the web is pure, unadulterated..

bull.

shit.

you can take the same web code and use it over and over again, by changing the name that it is referred to.

examples, i have looked at the source code of 2 different sites:

just look at the patterns of the text.

don't worry about understanding what it means.

sharkyfiles code= view-source:http://sharkyfiles.com/

oceanfiles code= view-source:http://oceanfiles.me/

see the similarities?

bait sites that fucking lure you in with a file download...

if.

if you take one of their surveys, or download a toolbar, or media player...

rancid shit.

these sites are probably set up by a single person, who sells the survey slots to people for a reasonable price.

it's profiteering.

they can rationalize this anyway they want.

we don't make them give the information, they do it for something that we offer.

oh by the way.

they offer nothing.

the site is non-functioning.

http://sharkyfiles.com/

go ahead.

click the login button.

or the signup button.

one more thing.

check this page again.

http://sharkyfiles.com/

scroll down to the download area.

it's blank.

now look at this one.

http://sharkyfiles.com/ilopF0paDE

INFORMATION!

now the site looks legitimate.

still not.

it's a display of information.

with direct links like this one, you can fool people into thinking it's an archive password or whatever the hell you want.

they might take your survey.

give their information or download your stupid toolbar...

shit like this makes my morning a fucking loop.

so watch out for your information.

this is why i avoid surveys.

Life Game

well here's my wise bullshit for today.
life is like a video game.
it really is.
you have your main character...
you train, you level, learn new skills...
you meet other members of the cast...
some are just great role models, others are just laughable.
you may lose a battle to a better player, it'll piss you off sometimes.
but you get over it.
i know i do when the AI in company of heroes starts maliciously ferociously starts pounding my strategies to shit...
but anyways.
you learn from it. defeat teaches you how to win.
you start looking for signs of that player's strategy in other player's style of playing.
sometimes you run into a character... and have their controller hanging out of their mouth like some cow eating hay.
then there are the kids who just eat glue a lot, not getting into that.
you have players who use the caht and are really friendly.
others that just like to cause shit.
those who are unfortunate enough that find themselves unable to find the words to say.
some are just quiet...
focused on the next strike.
the final kill.
the meal to come.
they are observant, patient, planning, they'll walk next to you.
every instant you are at their mercy.
one minute you're alive...
then...
WHAT THE FUCK!!!
I FUCKING DIED!!!
WHO KILLED ME!!!
if you are fortunate enough to have that guy on your team.
they are quiet.
they excel in all situations.
some games even allow cheat codes.
you can use them to help yourself and smite the people that you can.
you can justify it however you want.
lie to people say you didn't...
just as long as you admit to yourself...
i took shortcuts in my life.
your game.
it's your game.
play it how you wish.
unless you give your controller to another player and submit to their control over your life.
if you are independent enough...
it's all your's.
kill your whole fucking team.
work against them for the other team's gain.
use other characters for your own gain.
lose it all to some shitbag mcgee who looted your fucking treasure chest.
clip an old lady with your car.
cause fucking chaos everywhere.
your.
game.
sure, there are penalties for all of this shit...
but who cares.
if you don't mind the results...
do.
what.
you.
want.
even in other things.
you feel nervous about making a move.
it's ballsy.
you feel outnumbered.
should you surrender and submit?
OR KILL AS MANY FUCKING FUCKERS AS YOU CAN!
you're gonna die...
dig my grave wide.
because these motherfuckers are coming with me.
surrender, live to fight another day.
we are the players.
we live for the kill.
without regret.
regret slows down our next attack.
you need to stay on your feet.
AND GOD DAMMIT CONROY!!!
TIE YOUR FUCKING LACES!
keep that head on a swivel or you might miss something important.
sniper, box of kittens, easter egg, the horrors of existance...
you know... normal stuff.
love your game.
there are no retries.
it's a full fucking play through.
video games after all...
are simulated reality.
but yeah... i could go on about this forever and ever...
video games.
you diggin' it?

Obama Care Delays...

this obamacare thing about trying to defund it or some lame crap.
guys are comparing it to green eggs and ham...
nobody likes it.
but for the illiterates who didn't finish the book...
it turns out that once you try it...
you fucking love it.
if it is going to fail, fucking let it.
pass it, give it a try, and if it doesn't work...
repeal it.
repeal.
it.
quit idling on this crap.
the faster it fails or succeeds, the faster we can tend to other areas.
get those filing cabinets out of your ass holes and do what you are payed, much more than the average worker, to do.

Something, Something, Sickness, Something Something, Dark Side

well.

this population is getting out of control.

like a giant fucking mosh pit.

but everybody has two guns instead of just one.

what?

you mosh with no guns?

pussy.

people are dropping other people in the streets.

doesn't matter if you're fucking black, blue, yellow, green white, rainbow...

if you don't keep your shit together and in your own bubble, you're going to get dropped.

i don't know how real you think the violence in this world is, but i think it's pretty fucking real.

7+ billion people at war with themselves, blaming and killing others.

a lot of fucking hatred.

what's the difference between war and personal killing?

i think it's the fact that it is a choice to kill.

you're in war, a world away...

it's a drive for survival.

not a lust for blood.

when you are just killing for yourself, it's different.

either you have a thing for killing people, or you have some great drive for it.

war seems to be about survival and getting by.

i don't know what i'm going on about right now.

that thing in washington dc...

i heard on the radio something about obama lamenting that it calls for more gun control.

stop. blaming. the. guns.

no.

that/those armed gunmen infiltrated a secure area of a naval installation in the capital of one of the great western powers.

fuck the gun control.

no matter the weapon.

no matter the reason.

death will come to those that claim divine innocence in another way.

how about this.

we stop blaming der wolf.

cowboy the fuck up.

start acting like the fucking shepard/herdsmen you claim to be.

protect your herd.

watch over them.

seeing as how that was a secure area of a naval facility in the capital...

there had better be fucking security cameras.

even the crazy lady that, saw the people get dropped and, has been working there since we starting using the term "pounder gun" needs ID when she goes in that area...

so there better be some fucking cameras.

and it's fucking washington dc.

you know what gets me?

i was at a friend's house offering her peer counseling, we decided to go downstairs and get a cupcake.

i begin chatting with her mother, me being the charming devil i am...

first time i had watched actual tv in god knows how fucking long.

fucking "terrorists" "attack" "close to capitol hill" "gun control" "people dead"...

so fucking depressing.

fucking loops of average footage.

if you are going to describe to me the carnage of that particular section of this hell...

better feed me some graphic images.

stop lying to the fucking kids.

show them evil.

you know the boogy man is real.

you should fear him.

he is always there.

and if you don't educate yourself on him...

he'll fucking snatch your ass up and eat you.

well.

seems pretty evil.

oh no man, you're too direct in your approach.

you can't expect progress from the future adults if they live in some sort of fucking delusion that the fucking world isn't on fire.

this shit is crumbling around us.

it's fucking great.

look at us.

fucking america.

it's like a bad joke.

once a fertile land of abundance.

ever seen a fucking mosh pit of buffalo?

no.

holy shit it was gorgeous.

shear numbers.

our country and development motives are like an unnatentive mother giving her children the keys to dead daddy's gun cabinet.

oh yeah.

daddy liked to collect flamethrowers.

we have single-handedly DESTROYED this land.

look at the UK and the other european countries.

they've been around for countless centuries...

wars left and right.

fucking napoleon AND hitler...

not to mention the fucking romans.

the fucking romans.

spread like fire across an entire continent.

in their day, that was an accomplishment.

yet...

yet.

yet, their fucking continent doesn't look used up like some 26-year-old who has been having sex since she was 14 because her uncles molested her when she was 11.

it's a fucking tragedy.

europe still looks very well developed.

our country grew too fast.

too much space to occupy.

we haven't been around all that long.

less than 300 years.

we think, hell...

it's all been learned before...

we are a young country.

still have many mistakes to make.

grow up america.

like your big brother europe.

he is so much better than you.

i feel that we weren't ready to accept the responsibily of this very spacious nation.

nothing can prepare you for it.

colonization.

expansion.

genocide.

further expansion.

more genocide.

further expansion.

COME ON MY SPARTANS!!!

PUSH THEM INTO THE SEA!!!

I THINK THEY FANCY A SWIM!!!

the world probably has shifted their view on america.

we are now canada's retarded twin brother.

we didn't get enough oxygen at birth.

should have just done what canada did.

i think if we could have just put up with their shit long enough...

oh my god.

france and spain would also have claims to the isle of america.

holy shit.

that would've been great.

imagine international relations now if spain, france, and britain had teamed up with america being born.

it would be either really good or really bad to have three very powerful nations on the same continent.

i think if it had been done correctly, it could've been great.

but no.

we are what we are now.

an underdeveloped nation trying to police the entire world.

going to bed now...

i'm tired.

Her Cry... (Relatively Short Story)

Her Cry…

They spoke to each other. Her voice began to well up with emotion. He could not see her face; only in his mind. He heard her sadness from a world away.  He did his best to slip in a little bit of happiness into the conversation wherever he could. They continued talking about the stresses she was experiencing. Each tale of misfortune spun, the further his heart sank. He wished that he could be there, a world away, with her; just to bring the gifts of comfort and understanding, to be a pillar that she would lean against for support. He thought heavily to himself, “She was strong, but who… Who can be strong always? Never resting, never letting up, and never weakening. Who?” They continued. She grew sadder each minute that passed. He could hear her… Her voice, her breath, her sighs… Every little hint and whisper. He could sense she was at her breaking point. He was scared. He heard her tears. Exhausted, not able to bottle up her emotion any longer; she began to cry. She cried to him, “I miss you so much”. He wouldn’t cry with her that night. He couldn’t. Her cry. It terrified him. He was in shock. Frozen. He felt unable to do anything. Inadequate. Insufficient. Laughable. He felt Useless. Being a world away, he was unable to shield her from her own tears, no comfort could he bring. He asked her something. She didn’t answer. He asked her again. She quietly replied. He played this question a little bit, “What? I didn’t hear you. My hearing is off in this ear. What?” She played along with him. Each time she answered her reply grew slightly louder. The final time she answered, he heard a giggle poke from her tears. He finally affirmed that he had heard her reply. He pictured her in his mind; her face still wet from the tears. A smile. He saw a smile on her face in his mind. It was such a beautiful sight to think. Her Smile.

UK/US WAR

i think i'll rant for a few minutes.
the uk.
okay. 
lovely place, i want to go there.
but.
they are a world power.
the only thing i believe preventing the us or any other major power from just wiping them clean off of the map...
alliances.
if we didn't still have good ties with them because of that big misunderstanding about who was in charge way back when...
we would just throw texas at them.
just fucking lob the entire state at them.
smash. boom.
they're gone.
i mean they'd put up a fight, not for too long if we just attacked them all out.
i'm talking blitzkrieg style warfare.
coordinated strike utilizing ground, air, and sea forces.
just o-fucking-bliterated.
that would be an interesting conflict.
the wings and wings of fighters are the first to fall.
as the long-range sensors would have detected the US navy's ships.
the british navy is deployed shortly after.
but their fighters are deployed immediately.
massive dogfights erupt all over the channel.
meanwhile, british airfields and bases of interest are being attacked by long-range strikes.
the british navy intercepts the US fleets.
the fleets are massive.
the draw closer to each other.
now in range, a missile fight frenzy between the two navies.
ships sinking everywhere.
the smaller ships protecting the bombardment ships.
the fucking coast is getting peppered with long range artillery and missile warheads.
fucking dinghies picking through the bodies.
it's chaos in the streets.
it's fucking raining airborne divisions from the sky.
british AA missiles and make-shift cannon batteries lighting them up like fireflies.
planes being blown to shit.
debris pouring from the sky.
british police, "what's all this then?"
the guy from monty python.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grbSQ6O6kbs
armored units being deployed in shoeburyness.
first the airborne has to knock out the shore defenses.
fucking urban area being abandoned shortly after the airborne's costly landing.
using short-range AT weapons to destroy the first response to shoeburyness.
airborne have done their job.
the armor comes ashore...
just a brief look at that conflict.
the whole thing would probably end in a nuke fight.

She Lay With Him... (Very Short Story)

She Lay With Him...

A boy, hardly a man, lay in his bed. Very near to him lay a goddess, at least to the boy. Her arm draped over his being. She lay there, quiet and content. She seemed to accept this situation far more than he. As she slept, his mind raced. He was warm, accustomed to sleeping alone and chilled, this new situation was very foreign. As he slowly brushed her hair with his fingers, he thought… “How did this come to be? Does she matter so much to me? Will she always care for me? Shall I become an item in her life? Something put aside, collecting dust in her mind? Is she truly, deeply faithful? Will she love me always?”… One thing was almost for certain. This moment would last until morning. He went on about slowly, softly stroking her beautiful hair. She still lay very close to him, arm draped over his being. She knows that this makes him feel very alpha. If anything, this calmed his mind; even if only a little. She was unsure of many things. But, she was sure of a few things. She lay with him in his bed, this was no accident. She knew that this moment would last until morning. One last thing was for sure… She loved him. Would this love last forever? Neither he nor she knew this. They both shared the same certainty. She lay with him.

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