Tracer:
Our politicos are the greatest mental contortionists in the world. They have an astounding ability to go into four directions at once. Everybody has given up trying to understand. We just look on helplessly. When we throw the rascals out a new crop springs up.
Think of the Hydra.
This space for rent.
Yep. Welcome to the twilight zone of corporatist politics, where neo-liberal and neo-conservative are synonymous, and have nothing to do with either liberalism or conservatism. In this system, you have what is jokingly referred to as a level playing field, by which is meant a playing field which is slanted so that only the hugest, most cumbersome, and most powerful can grip ahold. Where interest groups are not responsible for the broad societal effects of the processes they advocate. Where corporations have the rights but not the responsibilities of citizens. Where lobby groups override democracy. Scary stuff. For more information please see The Doubter’s Companion by John Ralston Saul.
Wow, thank you. Reading this thread has made me feel a lot better about my own life. I actually can’t think of anyone (outside of idiotic politicians) whom I’m really pissed at.
~Kyla
FUCK YOU all of you people who said you cared and then ran off.
FUCK YOU director of Nurses for stealing my discoveries and getting the credit for them.
FUCK YOU book publishers who keep sending my work back.
FUCK YOU Dalton Books who have made such a major deal with book publishers that most will only accept and print authors that meet YOUR requirements.
Mark
“Think of it as Evolution in action.”
Fuck you, Jeff, for stealing 8 years of my life, when you knew, (even though I didn’t) what a lost cause it all was.
And fuck me running backwards on an escalator with a camcorder for being young enough, naieve enough, and helpless enough to believe your lies for so long, and allowing that theft to happen.
fuck cocaine for ruining lives and relationships.
Fuck everyone that doesn’t acknowledge the cards, gifts, and letters they recieve for birthdays or Christmas, whatever. The senders sit there, wondering if it was lost in the mail, but oops, nope, you’re just too rude to say thanks.
Fuck you, rude drivers everywhere.
'Smeggy
Fuck you radio station for ruining the results of Who Wants to be a Millionare before I got to watch it.
Fuck you to all the wrestling shows that take up half the channels now.
Fuck you to my friend for never telling me that someone I last saw in 8 months was at her house.
Fuck. I mean “8 months ago”.
Pardon the hijacking, but, does anyone have a citation for this little tidbit?
Tom~
FUCK YOU jackass husband who yanked the stereo receiver out of my hands because you think I’m too stupid to plug a CD player into the slots that say “CD” plain as day, and then getting mad at ME because you yanked it so damn hard the CD player underneath it went flying out onto the floor. And FUCK YOU for spending the whole day cussing and making a big production out of fixing it like it wasn’t even 10 years old and obsolete already, goddammit! Thanks for ruining Thanksgiving, you spoiled brat!
(insert topic thingy here) to all the bloody drivers! the only nation in the world with cars but no ability to drive.
bj0rn - excluding some of course
Fuck you, for making me fall in love with you and waste 23 fucking years of my life waiting for you to get free of first, your wife, then your other girlfriend only to have you marry the fat ugly bitch this summer and break my stupid heart forever.
And fuck you for all the blowjobs and slap/tickle in the car while you told me how much you love all my parts, leaving out “me”, and then going home to one or the other while I go home alone with sperm on my face and tears in my eyes.
And double fuck you with an 18" dildo up your ass for telling me that this marriage changes nothing and you still want me and fuck ME for being stupid and needy enough to believe it.
And most of all, fuck ME for still being stupid and self destructive enough to keep going back for more of the same shit.
I have plenty of talent and vision. I just don’t give a damn.
Catharsis on, Garth! O.K. here’s mine. Fuck you to my bio father who abandoned me and left my mother supportless for the first seven years of my life while he made a doctor’s salary and she worked as a secretary. Fuck you anally for knocking her up at nineteen and offering to do the abortion with your own two hands. Fuck you for all the times my friends asked me why you never tried to see me and I had to just shrug. Fuck you for all the half- brothers and sisters I might have and don’t know about. Fuck you for your cold heart.
sylph8888
Fuck you to my husbands boss for saying you would give your employees their bonus on the 16th of this month,only to tell them on the 16th that someone “dropped the ball” and they wouldn’t get them until today, which means I won’t be able to do my shopping until tomorrow or the next day.
Thanks to your stupid ass’s I will have to go get my own presants again. Because Lion won’t have time to. Thanks a whole fucking bunch.
Ayesha - Lioness
There are two solutions to every problem : the wrong one, and mine
(Thomas A. Edison)
FUCK YOU, Fleet Master Card, for allowing $4000 worth of charges to pile up on my card for 3 months AFTER I reported the fucking card stolen, and having your collection fascists call me at work, at home, in the middle of the night, any fucking time they wanted to, to try to collect on a debt I didn’t owe. I hope all your dicks shrivel up and turn black and fall off in your fucking coffee cups, right after you all fuck that bitch who kept calling me to pay the fucking bill. Incompetent fucks. And FUCK YOU, First USA Visa, for not sending me a motherfucking statement since fucking June and telling me you were sending them all along and expecting me to pay my fucking bill for six months without seeing a motherfucking statement so I don’t know what the fuck bogus charges I’m paying on and you STILL haven’t sent me a motherfucking statement, and it’s almost fucking Christmas. Why don’t you just fucking blow me? Fucking assholes. Oh, and FUCK YOU, my ex-in laws, just because I never have to see your fucking slack-jawed slope-headed drooling moron faces ever again for the rest of my life, you fucking pieces of shit, 'cause I dumped your pathetic turd-licker of a son after thirteen miserable fucking years. Assholes. Why don’t you take that 500 lb motherfucking Christmas Ham and shove it up BOTH your fucking asses?
Damn. This is cleansing. I haven’t felt this good in weeks.
to all the red-neck, inbreed, uneducated, outback mother fuckers that call up and order products and can’t even spell their name
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
to all the people that live in this country and don’t learn english
FUCK YOU
Fuck you job.
We get paid salary but no OT, and if we are sick, it gets deducted from our weekly pay. Either we are hourly or salary, but you are getting the best of both, while we get screwed. Fuck you for saying no bonus, even though the owners are rich and after I worked so much unpaid OT this year. Fuck you for telling me I had to come in today, even though I was sick and had one of my yearly 3 personal days left, to check for fucking Y2K problems with our computers. Like you couldn’t press a button on a computer to check. Like I would even know what to look for or how to fix it if there was a problem. I am a graphic artist, damn it, not MIS! And fuck you for not even saying “thanks for coming in; I know you are very sick.” Fuck you for trying to make me feel guilty I was going home. Like I care if some jerk-wad gets his 250 keytags typeset when I have 102 tempeture. Fuck you for giving shitty benefits that aren’t even up to industry standard (3 sick days? You have to work for the company 3 years before getting 2 weeks vacation? You are expected to work OT with no pay, but if you are late one day, you get docked?!). Fuck you to the owner who spends half the year following a band around the country, but yells at people who need a day off for their kids. And fuck me for staying in this dead end job because I have to. Fuck me for not having the skills to move on.
Funny, I feel a little better, but not as much as I had hoped.
Dizzy
You people have been holding me back long enough! I’m going to clown college!
FUCK YOU BITCH for going around to all the department stores, filling out credit apps using my info and maxing the cards with no intention of paying, then throwing away the statements when they came in the mail month after month while I was at work.
FUCK YOU for telling me you were on the pill and couldn’t get pregnant and fuck me for believing your lying ass.
FUCK YOU for moving your fat-ass unemployed girlfriend into our apartment without so much as telling me (I come home from work and there the bitch is)and letting her run up an $800.00 phone bill that I had to eventually pay through payroll garnishments.
FUCK YOU for fucking the maintenance man and risking my health.
FUCK YOU for disparaging me to my sons and trying to make them believe that all the fucking misery in your life is our fault. I’d like to cram your hateful, spiteful, vicious words to my kids right back down your worthless motherfucking throat.
FUCK YOU for letting the kids see you accept a life as a janitors wife on welfare and buying them their dinner with food stamps and trying to collect a disability claim when nothing is physically wrong with you because you are a stupid, lazy, statistic with no goals.
Fuck whatever cosmic force that allowed are paths to cross at a time when I was a young, naive, horny kid.
FUCK YOU for making my kids cry from your stupid hate on a regular basis. The more hate you dish out on them the more love I’ll dish out on them you bitch and I pray to God they one day see you for the sad, pathetic waste that you are and forgive you.
FUCK the court system for their blindness, and for charging me $300.00 (that’s right, $300.00)to piss in a cup for them.
You know, this was kind of fun at first.
Now I feel like crying.
Fuck you everyone for using me as a psychological punching bag.
Ugh, this is too much, someone close this thread, please.
fuck you, work, for making me come in every saturday in january to close out the year when all my shit is done anyway. but if i don’t show up then i’m the asshole.
fuck you, cuntbag co-workers, who sit around and bullshit all day about stupid ass white trash shit while some of us try to get our work done.
and fuck you boss, for expecting those of us who get our work done to help the fucking blabbermouths get their shit done. fuck you.
so you found a girl who thinks really deep thoughts. what’s so amazing about really deep thoughts? Tori Amos