I’m listening to Bugger the Bankers right now.  It’s a great song and it makes me think…

Dear Human Race: Bless your hearts.  You would be in a much better place right now if it weren’t for your habit of killing the people who come to save you.

Jesus.  He’s the big one and the obvious give-away.  MLK, JKF, John Lennon could also be included in that martyr category.  I’d come up with more/better examples, but I’m a bit intoxicated right now.

I feel like I’m trapped in an insane asylum.  World Peace is so within your grasp, yet so beyond it that it’s infuriating.  WHY DON’T YOU GET IT?!  Just. Stop. Listening. To the men in funny costumes.  These assholes aren’t your friends.  They don’t have your best interests at heart.  They want power, control, and who knows what else, but whatever it is it isn’t in your best interest.

Military men aren’t the only ones who wear funny costumes.  Politicians do too. And lawyers.  Come to think of it, if you wear a funny costume then you’re probably a cog in the machine.

A funny costume is anything that is worn because it is expected of your “class.” A 3-piece suit is a funny costume.

I read an interesting article the other day.  It mentioned that the reason buildings are kept so cool is to accommodate the tenants who wear suits.

Enormous amounts of electricity are wasted so that these people can keep up appearances?!

Who’s your daddy?