If you need to get caught up on the previous portions of this list, the links are posted below.
Part 1 - http://ryforry.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-i-dont-trust.html
Part 2 - http://ryforry.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-dont-trust-part-2.html
Anyways, on to part 3....
13) The French
My Uncle married a French woman. She is lovely, and I'm happy my Mom's bro could find someone to procreate with. That said, she certainly would not understand the humor behind this blog, or more specifically, this particular portion of my post ripping her people. Come to think of it, I'm not sure there are that many chuckles behind it at all. A lot of things widely accepted by French culture don't sit well with me for some reason. The whole "individuality" idea is taken to a degree that's even worse than it is in America. Discipline seems to be developing into a foreign concept as well over there, but I'll refrain from giving personal experience with the issue, so as not to get a permanent ban from family get-togethers. Although that may not be a bad thing given the general food situation there. Exhibit 1: Mexican Meatloaf....but yea anyways...then there's the country's stance on supporting convicted cop-killers, something I will address later as well. The following link concerns this fact. Careful, it may cause every symptom you would ever need Pepto-Bismol to aid. It is posted, however, because it more aptly represents the French than any mere notion of the culture they breed. Read at your own risk:
http://www.workers.org/2006/world/mumia-street-0518/
And while we're on the subject of unbelievably nauseating things...
14) Septum Piercing
Let me preface this segment by saying "you're welcome" for deciding not to put a picture up to illustrate my point. It would be cruel and unusual to do that to a reader like you....A friend and I once came to the conclusion that if the most attractive girl in the entire universe got a septum ring she would become instantly hideous. We'd seen it happen before with girls we knew, and could not fathom why this heinous fashion "statement" was ever adopted by someone of their own free will. I get it, you're unique. You're "your own individual."(By the way, I love it that whenever people go on about being "their own person" or some idiotic rant about individuality and they end up just falling into this cliche that, ironically, makes them part of the crowd) You're making an artistic statement. That's great, really. But getting a pull-up bar inserted between your nostrils is unsettling. So much so that it almost violates the freedom of a fellow man to pursue happiness. Just one man's opinion...
15) Supporters of Convicted Cop-Killers
Thanks to the link I posted with #13, you got an idea of this category already. Filmmaker Tigre Hill is doing a documentary, "The Barrel of a Gun" about Mumia Abu-Jamal, the man who executed officer Daniel Faulkner almost 3 decades ago. I really am looking forward to seeing it, because I hear it will be most extensively and objectively reported research on the saga that seems to never die. It just never ceases to amaze me how ignorant people can be sometimes. People want something to rally around, or be angry (and anti-establishment) at, so they decide that a convicted cop killer is the best way to get their mission of foolishness accomplished. Mumia may have supporters on Earth, where man is inherently sinful and corrupt, and he may even escape his sentence of death, I don't know. But ultimately he will be divinely judged for his actions. Just like everyone else for that matter. But I digress...
16) Printers/Photocopiers
On a lighter note, I work in a computer lab, and these machines consistently annoy me to no end. I can never trust them to work properly for more than a few hours at a time. There's always something new wrong, and often times they go haywire when you need them to work most. Technology may be advancing, but so are the problems that come with new gadgetry. It's safe to say I will be happy when I don't have to deal with complicated machines breaking down anymore.
17) White People Who Can Dance...Well
Maybe this one is just jealousy, I don't know. Ya know what, it's not jealousy, I wouldn't trade my horribly awkward moves for all the Justin Timberlake-like skill in the world. I think white people who are incredibly gifted on the dance floor have some sort of deal with the devil going on. That, or they're completely inept at some other extremely significant aspect of life. I like my steak medium rare and my white dancing medium uncomfortable. When either one is not how it should be, life gets frustrating. Oh, and while we're on this subject, memo to all white girls: Shaking your booty repeatedly in skanky fashion when you're on the dance flo' does not make you a good dancer. It makes you pregnant. Or something like that...
Have an outstanding weekend reader! I will leave you with a Cake quote, for no other reason than I have been on a crazy Cake kick in recent weeks. And their lyrics are the bomb.
"I want a girl who gets up early
I want a girl who stays up late
I want a girl with uninterrupted prosperity
Who uses a machette to cut through red tape"
Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeace
Friday, May 8, 2009
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