BOLLOX TO LIVERPOOL!!!

I thought about when I would next write in my journal, and for a while there I really didn't feel like writing anymore. I appreciate a joke just like everyone else, but I wasn't really expecting to have my hopes played with in that way. Really sort of makes me not want to be such an agreeable guy anymore and reverting to stone cold dickhead Jason, who everyone likes more anyway.

In fact, I wonder anymore if having a bad attitude is an issue. There are plenty of people out there who have absolute garbage attitudes about life, who toy with emotions, act like entitled snots, behave like hypocrites, never grow up, and seemingly they get plenty of ass and plenty of joy out of life. Maybe I'm just having a bad mood.

I just wrote a fairly large rant that I have to say was high quality, but I had to delete it. I feel good enough just getting certain things off my chest, reading it, then getting rid of it. Want the gist? Being classy has to do with who you are, not what you wear, what you drink, where you hang out, and who you hang out with. That stuff is just superficial bullshit, and only a total fucking idiot could lick her friend's tit, suck off the doorman, put the pics up on MySpace, and then claim she is classy because of the outfit she wore or the martini she was drinking. So many girls are straight up DIRT but pretend to be classy. Ish Ish Ish Ish.

Maybe this can actually be productive, and we can finally admit what is Classy, versus what is Klassy.

Straight off of the front page of the Snooze, something I've addressed before, and am about to revisit: The way boys lag behind in education, from the cradle to graduation, due to weird social engineering practices.



Well, the instant you try to say there is an inherent difference between boys and girls, the PC crowd gasps and the Rad-Fems start burning bras. Larry Summers got ambushed, castigated, and kicked out of Harvard for such a thing. People are now, at a trickle, starting to understand this stuff as basic fact, especially when the results don't match the intent, much to the chagrin of the social engineers.

I'm not all that convinced that schools are actually going to do anything about it. They ask why the results are the way they are, give themselves the answer, and then ask what the answer is all over again, all in the same article!

I don't think there is any feasible way to help the situation right now. The social climate has to be corrected first, and that is almost an impossible hurdle to overcome. Nobody is ever going to believe that little boys are getting screwed over, no matter how many simple, black-and-white facts you give to them. Boys are savage brutes, from birth till death, they're just not willing to learn like girls learn, they're not willing to put in the effort to be like girls, and that's all you need to know.

Maybe the schools will surprise me. Maybe. I doubt it. Whenever you do something to help boys, you are charged with trying to screw over girls. The political implications are impossible to ignore.

Here are some possible future implications of this trend:
1) Far less Marriages overall in America
2) Men have less money, but forced to keep all social expectations
3) Lots of single 35 year old women (Where's my Mr. Big? Waah.)
4) Nice, stable crime and incarceration rates for males
5) Even wider gender gaps in college and post-grad admissions
6) Worst of all, more boys may give up entirely on education

Well, who cares I guess? It's only little boys who are getting the short end. We can just shuffle them off to prison, or to trade school for jobs that are going to Mexico. Yay boys!

Oh. Em. Gee. We went to Allentown tonight, and I saw this horrible vision of hipsters, wannabe trophy wives (the same whores who you see at Cecelia's every Monday), and various hangers-on from across the street. I think the place was called Sample, the same joint (based upon numerous e-strip reviews) famed for their underwhelming martinis. Holy shit. Holy shit. And there seem to also be some other new joints that cater to those pencildicks too, scattered along Allen and whatnot. We need another martini bar like we need a colonoscopy, or a brain tumor, or a knife through the penis.

Now, us being us, we went straight for the Pink, which thank Jeebus is still the most interesting place to witness various types of foul behavior, and we weren't disappointed. Drug dealers, let me tell you right now, when you hand off a "cigarette box" to another person, we all know you aren't passing cigarettes, you coke-polluted twats. We also know that girl you're with isn't with you because of your charm. Okay, I know I'm being harsh here, okay, and the targets are far too easy. Shit, alright, I'll stop.

We kicked much ass on the dart board, confirming our ownership of the dart board at the Pink. Oh, it was so gratifying, dickhead whispering bullshit into my ear like "Oh, that was good" after I missed my bullseye attempts. Sure, I'll put two in my pocket, keep one, and win the game on you assholes. Oh lord. Yeah, maybe next time fellas!

Good night!

Looking back a year or so, I've changed a lot. I found my center. I found motivation to roll with the punches and come out on top. Instead of not even wanting to get out of bed in the morning, I want to go out and live.

I've come really far. I've had to isolate myself, which some of you may not understand. It may have seemed weird, odd, flaky, but how many of you have ever had to ask the question "Who are you?" and force yourself to be alone to figure it out? Even though I feel like I've done well, and I have something to be proud of, it feels to me like I've only taken a step and there is an endless path ahead of me.

Now, it is just lonely. I haven't seen some of you in so long, and others I have always wanted to meet but it just hasn't happened. I felt alone even when I had a girlfriend. She didn't get me, and deep down I didn't want her to. A year from now I want to bury some demons for good. I've come pretty far up until now, and will I be a super hero in another year's time? No, but maybe it is okay to just be a super hero to one person.

I want to be happy. I want to be safe. I want I want I want. I need I need I need. Please God just give me one glimpse of daylight and I promise I'll turn it into a sunny day, every day, no matter how tough things get.

I'm gonna LIVE, y'all!

The mood is a little cynical. I had a hell of a bout of insomnia last night. Anyhow, check this shit out:

Spitzer aides use state police to tarnish Joseph Bruno!



Now, we all know about the three men in a room scenario (actually, do we all know about that?) and we know that our state politicians don't need any help being tarnished. I voted for you, Spitzer! Why aren't you above this bullshit?! Don't tell me you didn't know about it!

Unions hire homeless picketers!



You hear that, Buffalo unions? Don't quite have us by the short and curlies enough just yet? Next time you want to squeeze us for every last fucking penny, take the homeless to the picket line, pay them $8 and hour and claim they are temporary employees! LOL!

NYT Exposes Journalistic Fraud!



Not that any of you read The New Republic, it is far too centrist for your tastes (personally, I hate that they make you pay for articles on the web) but I think it takes some nerve for the Gray Lady to broach the subject of fabricated stories. Any of you ever read their Op-Ed columnists? Hahahahaha.

Edit: Oh, how could I have forgotten this one? Lindsay Lohan, arrested on suspicion of DUI (and definitely having some fuggin blow in her pocket).



There is something indescribably delicious about seeing an entitled celeb, who really doesn't get what it means to be a junkie, fall from grace. Oh yes, I am aware of her gravy training, enabling mother. When is Lohan going to visit the clink like Paris? When is she going to be unlucky and kill some poor fucker with her car because she's too much of an ignorant slutzilla to be sober when she gets behind the wheel?

Got a Razr V3t, which has all the features I could realistically use. Dude tried selling me a bluetooth headset but I think they're more of a fashion accessory, given the poor reputation they have for quality, plus they're about $50. I also don't want to be that douche that can't help but "be seen" with it out on the town. F THAT.

Saw a Pimp on Saturday, no really. Wish I had snapped a photo.

Eh, weekend was alright. Saw Chelsea FC on television on Saturday which was cool. Not much really to report. Oh, I did send my first picture text on Saturday, but I doubt they know who sent it! Very random.

Later peeps

Okay, so a week (ok, more than that) ago I lost my phone after I went to Consumer's to get my St. Bernardus - I was hoping to find it but at the same time the damn thing was broken (no to ringey, yes to vibey).

So I need a new phone, and I guess I have to get it tomorrow sometime.

Now, I don't need the newest fanciest, most advanced tech in a hand held device. I have never felt the need to browse the web on my phone, so I guess I don't really care if it has uber fast data transfer rates or neat browsers. I also will probably never care to listen to music on my phone. I have an iPod that works.

I need a phone, with voice mail, with a camera on it, and I also text on occasion. Basically something decent, fairly modern. I was thinking either LG Chocolate, or maybe a KRZR, or something along those lines.

What do you use? What would you pick?

Anyone ever heard of Avenue Q?

Yeah, we went out to my car this morning to go to work and we saw someone had splotched a bunch of pink/brown something on the driver's side window. Immediately I thought that it was someone I know, someone petty, who isn't really above doing that kind of thing. Then I thought, eh, maybe it was some drunk idiot or a stupid kid who did it. Doesn't matter. Whatev.

I've been thinking more about Radiohead recently. They have a new album coming out this year, and I've just read some rumors that it will have an overt political feel. Holy fuck. As much as I love his music (with a big EXCEPT going out to his solo work) I cannot stand the thought of Radiohead going even more left wing. Thom, everything you write on your little blog has to do with something political.

Hey, I hate consumerism! Buy our merch, albums and tix!

Hey, I hate global warming! Come to Bonnaroo and see us!

Thom, I don't know how you can live with yourself. It must be a very complicated life for someone in your position. Hey, you promised that the rumors aren't true, that this next one won't be political, but after following your group for 10 years plus, I know better than to trust something you say in an interview. If you say it won't be political, I have my fears you're going to go off the deep end.

That being said, I listened to Hail to the Thief (HAR HAR HAR!) again today, and I loved it per usual. Hey, Thom, are you actually going to sing again someday?

Yeah, you guys know I'm going to buy it and love it anyway. There are comparisons to OK Computer, and if it is anywhere near as good as OK Computer I'll be in H-E-A-V-E-N.

<3
Jason