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Doesn’t election time bring out the best in us all?

Posted by Jeff on Tuesday, 9 September, 2008

This post, however, will NOT be dedicated to the Gong Show south of the border, nor the Gong Show we’re going through up here. Rather, in my blog surfing, I have a spark that has bypassed both my writer’s block and badly messed up ankle enough to formulate a reasonable post.

As such, Peter put up this post yesterday. With the title From the Mailbag it would seem it was some sort of forwarded email. It tickles the funny bone, especially if your political systems sits right of center. Mine does not. So as a rebuttal, I give you this Master’s course in the history of humanity:

Many thousands of years ago, Cylons (Titans) and Humanity warred in the heavens. They eventually found their way to a nuclear wasteland called Earth. The few who remained became Lords of Kobol, or Olympian Gods, and remained in the heavens. The hybrid children, the only who were naturally resistant to Earth’s radiation, became the new evolution of humanity. The male children were told one statement which became the center of all their truths and beliefs. A male phallus must be at least six inches in length, or one is not truly a man.

As a result, man became divided into two factions. Phallically superior, or Liberals, and phallically challenged, or Conservatives. Confident in their manhood, Liberals were calm, relaxed, and sought a peaceful and meaningful co-existence with their environment and their brothers and sisters. Conservatives felt the need to prove they were just as much a man as their Liberal brothers. They waged many wars, built oversized spears solely for the purpose of resting the handle on their groin and dreaming, and spread the myth that this

Not Quite Six Inches

is six inches. This perpetrated lie finally gets the Conservatives laid, and they learn that lies, misinformation, and academic resistance can give them power.

The Liberals realize this, but instead of challenging this myth, they go on to create democracy. Plato, a great Liberal, founds the governing system of the great classical civilizations of Greece and Rome. Rome eventually overtook Greece, and the Roman empire would be more than just a church today if not for the interference of three key figures. Gaivs Ivlivs Caesar (more commonly known as Julius Caesar), Jesus of Nazereth, and Constantine I all played their part in the dissection of democracy and the path to the dark ages.

Caesar, the first documented Conservative who was looking for a cure to impotency, took the credit for one of his soldiers impregnating Cleopatra with his supposed son, Caesarion. After being named dictator for life, he needed a successor, and since his half-Egyptian son would not be old enough to take over in the face of his impending doom, he had to adopt a brilliant Liberal, Gaivs Octavivs (more commonly known as Augustus). This liberal brilliantly created a system to have an Emperor disguised from the mob of Rome, as a measure to avert civil war. However, Augustus’s adoptive heir Tiberius was a eunuch, and the Conservative line of emperors had but one Liberal.

During the reign of Augustus, a brilliant black man named Jesus was born. Another gifted and potent Liberal, was able to commercialize the notion of peace. Outraged, Jewish and Roman Conservatives conspired to murder Jesus before he could have children to continue his line. Jesus was crucified, and his wife Mary was forced to escape and live in exile. The possibility of an ancestral line has been obscured through the Conservative fictionalization of history.

Three hundred years later, Constantine I, the ultimate bandwagoner, realized the Pagan cult was being threatened by misguided Christian followers. In true Roman tradition, he merged the two cults, giving the black Christ the face of Galactica’s CAG, Apollo. The message of peace was augmented to peace, so long as you believe what I believe, otherwise you’re a sinner and going straight to hell. The dark ages, a system based on class and money and power, was to begin. Christ’s message of peace was spread at the point of a sword through crusades, witch hunts, and the lovely relationship between England and Ireland.

Fast forward to recently. Christopher Columbus popularizes the well known notion that the earth is round. Europe colonizes America, and two dominant countries emerge. Canada (mostly Liberal) and the United States (phallically challenged Conservatives). The US fights for their freedom first, kicked off by pouring all their tea into the Boston harbour. Being now permanently without drinkable tea, they water their beer down to such a level that they can drink beer while they work. This has quite the negative effect as the highly conservative American’s alcohol tolerance drops so low they can still get drunk on 4 or less of these highly de-alcoholized beverages.

Canada, however, has a bunch of drunken riots in the streets of Toronto, Montreal, and Quebec City. Getting fed up as the drunken Canadians can not feel pain when they are fought, Great Britain, realizing these drunken Liberals are the greatest fighting force known to man, stay heavily allied to us while giving us our freedom. We bail the Allies out of both WWI and WWII, invent the games of hockey and basketball, invent the telephone, develop insulin injections for diabetics, developed working universal healthcare, inspire grunge music, become the face of Star Trek, and most importantly, discovered the true Holy Grail.

Now if we could only find a better Liberal leader than Stephane Dion already?

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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I’m Not Insensitive

Posted by Jeff on Wednesday, 27 August, 2008

I just don’t give a shit. Take into consideration Tuesday night. Finally (FINALLY) went to the theatre to go see Star Wars: The Clone Wars. Amid the horrible reviews I have been privy to, the animated film still surpasses episodes I and II, and even beats out the whole Ewok debacle from Return of the Jedi. Yes, I do know it’s a lead in to an animated TV series, but the kid in me liked it.

What I didn’t like was queuing up for tickets. Two of the four automated machines were down. And when the group in front of me started clearing the machine, the couple BEHIND me cut directly in front of me to go and purchase their tickets. Fuck do I hate people. Needless to say, I spoke up. And did so to the severe disgust of the forty-something pair of line jumpers. They made such a big deal about how I wasn’t standing in line, and how nobody was in front of me, but when I repeatedly pointed out their incredibly faulty logic, eyesight, and brain function, they had the frakking nerve to tell me I was making too much of it. I called them out. They should fucking suck it up. Bah.

I hate people. Individuals I can work with. People suck big fat monkey balls. Lying scum.

Which brings me to my belated Twisted filler. Once again from Paul. If he still actually reads my drivel, get a site so I can link back to you already :P

Still, the theme today is honesty. Brutal honesty. A series of short films found here. I have posted these that just speak volumes to me, as I would for sure be this way in all social situations: Read the rest of this entry »

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This post is NOT intentionally left blank

Posted by Jeff on Tuesday, 19 August, 2008

Rather, it’s just a bit of twisted filler, once again emailed to me from Paul.

How to buy a new car and not get screwed:

Bill Maher’s Interview with a Low IQ Senator:

The latter REALLY speaks to me. REALLY.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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This Post…

Posted by Jeff on Sunday, 10 August, 2008

Intentionally left blank.

Real content to return soon.

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M.C.F.A.T. Episode XIX - almost one for each digit

Posted by Jeff on Monday, 28 July, 2008

Wow, and it’s been more than a year since the last.

Without further adieu, number XIX:

1) Should film critics be genre-specific? Why or why not?

No. Period (wait I put one of those in). First, I must ask this. Are there just ’southwestern cuisine’ critics? Or just ‘French food’ critics? Or do we usually have a critic that reviews many different varieties of food and restaurants? Though I tend to completely ignore not only critical reviews, but the existence of such criticism, it is still important to embrace a variety, the spice of life. As an example, I do know several who are huge Battlestar Galactica fans, but hate Sci-Fi. Imagine how fewer would watch the show if even the critics were genre-specific. Critics should be taken with a grain of salt, but should also inspire others to progress beyond their borders, not just be Comic Book Guy to every error, inconsistency and flaw.

2) What are some of your favorite movies and/or episodes of television shows depicting time travel?

Twenty years ago, I probably would have answered with Back to the Future. I actually got the chance to see it on Movie Central not too long back. Now, it feels too dated, too eighties (and not the good part that I like), and too commercial. It had it’s time, but no longer.

My tastes have evolved, warped and demented since then. I’m sure if were to undergo heavy therapy for my normally neurotic condition, the analyst might attribute my lack of normalcy to one point. My discovery of the genius that is David Lynch. He gave us two shows that, though don’t have a specific plot device of time travel, involve a highly non-linear narrative, being Twin Peaks (in reference to the Black Lodge), and Mulholland Drive. I think there’s something to be said about the fine line between genius and madness.

3) At this exact second, how did you get where you are in life?

Through making mistakes at every turn, persistently working through them, being tough as nails, with loads of help and support from my parents, friends, and Dawn.

4) Will there be sex in heaven?

Ooh, be still my beating heart. A very slanted question. My natural perspective pulls out the sheer Christian audacity inherent within. And in that sense, begins my answer. In the Christian context of heaven, one would think that it would parallel Eden, in which it would be a place without sin. However, in an idealistic sense (which would be akin to heaven), any purpose to sex aside from biological reproduction would be sinful. And as my guess would be that biological reproduction would be redundant in heaven, such a ’sinful’ act would be verboten.

In the non-Christian sense, who knows. If classical paganism is any indication, sex would probably almost be mandatory. Just think of how much of a player Zeus was. Most of the characters from Greek mythology spawned from his seed. This should give Christians hope. The Romans fashioned the Christian God (id est the Father of the Holy Trinity) after this figure. Maybe it’s an explanation of the fundamental hypocrasy of the whole question. Or maybe the hypocrasy of something much larger indeed.

SPECIAL BONUS QUESTION: What is “that” one thing Meat Loaf wouldn’t do for love?

Take sex advice from Dr. Vagenra Vazhean.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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Almost one week, and no real content

Posted by Jeff on Wednesday, 16 July, 2008

Just some twisted filler from Paul:

Celebrating the inner geek:

I’d like to re-write this for dragons (though I’m sure Dawn would use it for ammo when we fight :P)

9 Reasons Not To Date A T-Rex.

Real content to resume shortly.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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Cats can be lesbians…

Posted by Jeff on Sunday, 6 July, 2008

And it’s been Dawn and my procrastination to get Adina’s spaying done (and it’s been paid for already) that this inevitable fact has come to light. Ipso facto, little Adina, aka Shitbrick, has been running around the apartment all week in heat. Her meows more resemble growls and passionate moans. When you pat her, she flat out presents itself. No Shitbrick, Daddy ain’t gonna pleasure you (or masturbate you with a Q-Tip).

Enter Tara. I can never understand why animals like to sniff others butts (or my armpits or feet after work for that matter), but it seems when little shitbrick is in heat, Tara has some maternal instinct or further attraction Shitbrick’s privates. But, though the naked eye would indicate just a sniff, the near orgasmic kitten bliss with near eyeballs rolling up into the back of the head indicate something more dire…

Our cats are lesbians.

This must be a sign. All creatures, great and small, do recognize the pleasure element in getting a piece of the cookie. Tara, being a mother herself (she was rescued at 4 months with a litter of her own, abandoned) knows the pleasure of the touch, and knows just how to turn Shitbrick on. And boy oh boy, she does such a good job.

On a functional perspective, the whole sexual dance has one end… the propagation of a species. Reproduction. And maybe this is a key point in Ben Stein’s documentary supporting intelligent design over evolution. It couldn’t have been by accident that reproduction is fun. It had to be programmed in there. Or at least that would be Ben Stein’s argument, as I’ve come to one conclusion as to why he supports the notion of fiction over science. He finally had that religious, earth shattering orgasm, to which like Shitbrick, was found muttering:

OH GOD! YES!

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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I’ve been tagged… again…

Posted by Jeff on Wednesday, 2 July, 2008

Three guesses who…

Anyhow…

Accent: I have none. I really don’t. Somehow I’m on the losing end of this argument. Dawn (and the whole daft lot from the other side of the pond from the female persuation… at least those I know) seem to think I have a ’sexy’ Canadian accent. I hate the sound of my voice. Bah. Still, ironically, the lot at work notice a UK twang. Bizarre. Must be Dawn’s influence to get me to say aluminum aluminium. Luckily I’m not speaking in that Gods awful Yorkshire dialect.

Breakfast or No Breakfast: Coffee. Seven cups to get up, and four more for breakfast. Nothing solid. Reader’s discretion as to whether or not that constitutes breakfast.

Chore I don’t care for: All of them? Cat litter changing is on the top of my list.

Dog or Cat: Well, we have a slut and a demon posing as two felines. Other cats I have had include a dedicated hunter, an instrument of war, and a ball of neurosis. Only had one dog (at three… for one day). Cats definitely, they have way more personality.

Essential Electronics: Macintosh, iPod, mobile phone, Canon Digital Rebel XT, Sony Playstation 2.

Favorite Cologne: AXE Effect Essence (it really DOES work… BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!)

Gold or Silver: Gold is worth more, so Aurum.

Handbag I carry most often: My lunch bag. I’m a guy. I’m not meterosexual. Hence, no fashionable handbag.

Insomnia: Not lately. Work takes enough of the mickey outta me to keep me that wired.

Job Title: Officially… courier. Unofficially… peon/slave/fuel. Soon to be back to Electrician/Film Geek Extrodinaire.

Kids: Two piles of fluff that pass themselves off as cats named Tara and Adina. Nothing human though.

Living Arrangements: Barely. Low cost 1-bedroom apartment with Dawn, living 2 bridges away from work. Blech.

Most Admirable Trait: My intellect. I can think my way through (or out of) virtually anything.

Naughtiest Childhood Behavior: Too many to think of just one. Pompous winner, sore loser, dirty hockey player, violent golfing temper, arrogance, obsessing about superiority, and so on.

Overnight hospital stays: Last one when I had my appendix removed (at age 11). 23 years ago. Even when I had my knee worked on it was same day. I’m hoping to avoid these for a long time.

Phobias: Falling from height, my own mortality, being normal, being average.

Quote: Since you tagged me babe, you frakking asked for this:

“The Cylon War is long over, yet we must not forget the reasons why so many sacrificed so much in the cause of freedom. The cost of wearing the uniform can be high, but…
[very long pause]… sometimes it’s too high. You know, when we fought the Cylons, we did it to save ourselves from extinction. But we never answered the question “Why?” Why are we as a people worth saving? We still commit murder because of greed and spite, jealousy, and we still visit all of our sins upon our children. We refuse to accept the responsibility for anything that we’ve done, like we did with the Cylons. We decided to play God, create life. And when that life turned against us, we comforted ourselves in the knowledge that it really wasn’t our fault, not really. You cannot play God then wash your hands of the things that you’ve created. Sooner or later, the day comes when you can’t hide from the things that you’ve done anymore.”

Commander William Adama

Reason to smile: Dawn, film calls, Leaf losses, Man U. losses.

Siblings: None biologically, though a bro and a sis out there (you know who you are).

Time I wake up: 5:00 AM, right at the crack of stupid. Though I’ve been getting up at 4:00 AM lately, and can’t settle after.

Unusual Talent or Skill: Again too many to mention just one. Complex mental arithmetic. Three dimensional visualization. Ear wiggling. Ability to make my cats come to me when they are called. Deep and comprehensive trivial and factual memory.

Vegetable I Refuse to Eat: Broccoli, brussel sprouts, cauliflower, mushy peas.

Worst Habit: Cracking every bone in my body in front of Dawn.

X-rays: Too many. Last set was my chest to examine the effects of smoking (I was a smoker… three and a half years smoke free now) on my lungs. I wonder which causes more cancer… the smoke or the X-Ray?

Yummy Stuff: Oreo Blizzards, fresh Italian Pasta, an unburnt risotto.

Zoo Animal I Like Most: Kimodo Dragon.

As for tags, well, I just don’t do tags. I tend to tag the wrong people. If you do it, comment back to let me know you have.

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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Can bipedal mobile chrome toasters be people and other observations

Posted by Jeff on Tuesday, 24 June, 2008

A note to those ‘non’ Galactica types, this post is very toaster light. Rather, it has been inspired mostly by my reading Battlestar Galactica and Philosophy: Knowledge Here Begins Out There. Currently I’m mired in the fundamental differences between utilitarianism versus deontology, and how they compare to the sacraficial differences in the command styles of Helena Cain in respective contrast to Saul Tigh (and to a lesser degree the Old Man). Fun stuff.

Still, for all the fun filled academia, read the book. For dorks like me, it’s well worth it and sheds loads of depth in an already deep show. However, I’m also reading excerpts of The Joy of Work by Scott Adams to help maintain some semblance of sanity in my life, and as such has made me highly critical of the major evolutionary malfunctions of others. As such, I am envisioning a fusion of the two, as inspired by chapter 5 of the Galactica text, “And They Have A Plan”: Cylons As Persons (written by Robert Arp and Tracie Mahaffey).

The chapter really looks as to whether or not skinjobs can be treated as persons, and examines them based on five points of capacity qualifying them as a person. As such, they are:

1. To be rational or intelligent.
2. Have robust mental states like beliefs, desires, emotions, and self-awareness.
3. Use language, rather than simply transmit information.
4. Be involved in relationships with other persons.
5. Be morally responsible for one’s actions as a free and autonomous who could have done otherwise.

And the main point of this chapter was to imply that ALL conditions must be met. My Gods, how many people my cynicism would disqualify as persons. Exempli gratia:

1. Two thirds of all the drivers in British Columbia. By the way they drive, they obviously have no concept of the cars and pedestrians around them, let alone the world around them, short of the Blackberry they are texting to Facebook on while they drive in rush hour traffic. It is obvious these people cannot manage to tie their own shoes, let alone run their lives. And obvious disqualification to personhood.

2. I’m tempted to say all Christians, as their belief system is based on a lie, but alas, it is a belief system. It’s pretty much a stretch to throw someone in here, so I’ll leave this for Todd the peanut gallery to give their two cents.

3. This HAS to be computer techies. Aside from fueling Todd’s fire to slam this post, the only ‘LANGUAGE’ (or languages) they understand are computer code. Communicating original thought or ideas orally is an idea completely foreign to the lot. This actually works in the whole industry’s advantage (whether by design or an intrinsic coincidence is another subject to debate), as the complete lack of communication, cooth, social skill and any semblance of a heart has allowed the IT industry to thrive by making customers feel like intellectually inferior and like absolute shit before they point out the system needs to be rebooted. Mind you the gits who can’t figure that out deserve to be parted with the money they shuck out to learn where the system restart function is.

4. Once again, computer techies. Palmala Handerson does not count as a girlfriend, to all the computer geeks out there.

5. Anyone in government/politics. Look in the dictionary. The first example of oxymoron that is given is ‘honest politician’. There is NO honour amongst thieves, upper management, and politicians.

Isn’t life just all fun and games until someone loses their personhood? Or is ignorance truly bliss?

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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When there are those who don’t know you’re name

Posted by Jeff on Saturday, 21 June, 2008

And lets just say, you’re Lord Darth Vader, and you run THE Death Star…

And you’re hungry…

Bon Appetite!

Interdum vos ut volvo ferrus six.

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