***Weddings. Also all the things that go with weddings, like engagement rings, flowers (they’re just dead sex organs), invitations that cost any more than five cents to print up (seriously, I know someone that budgeted $700 for her invites), and color scheme obsessions. I want to get married someday, but not by supporting a bunch of shallow and immoral industries (the diamond industry) when I could be spending that money on a nice place to live for my mate and I.
***People who shop at Walmart despite knowing of Walmart’s shady practices when they have other shopping options. If you don’t know about all the violations, that’s one thing. If you know but are too far from another place to shop somewhere else, that’s okay too. But people who know and have other options but still persist in shopping there and brush off the violations perplex and enrage me. How cold is your heart, happy Walmartian?
***Gourmet food and wine, and the people who obsess over said things. To me, food is just calories, and wine is just a beverage.
***“Hard” science fiction, aka books written for engineers with no imaginations who mentally masturbate to technical manuals but don’t care about characterization, which to me is the heart of fiction.
***Viagra. To me, it is selfish to take this; it not only takes research money away from looking for cures to real diseases but it also contaminates the environment (therapeutic doses of Viagra have been found in tap water, this is true for other medications as well, but it really makes me mad that a non-essential pill is contaminating the water supply). Erectile dysfunction is caused by one of two things: blood not flowing to the penis as well as it should, and psychological reasons. In the first case, a better regimen would be a heart-healthy diet, exercise, and possibly medication to correct the underlying blood-flow problem. In the second, sex therapy (conducted with one’s wife or partner… two-way street y’all) would be preferable. Viagra hasn’t been shown to be much more effective than placebo in blind studies. Yet these old geezers keep on choking down penis pills to bugger their wives, who probably aren’t into it nearly as much as they are, since we haven’t yet developed a suitable female libido-placebo.
***Thirty year olds who still live at home. It’s maybe okay to live at home if you’re twenty-five and still in grad school, but thirty is way too old. It blows my mind that there are people who are almost a decade older than me and live at home; I don’t think I’m that mature but on paper as someone who moved out at twenty-one I come out great. I don’t think this is any great effort on my part, other people’s slackerdom makes me look good.
***Celebrity snarkers. Celebrities occupy maybe two seconds out of my thoughts for the day. I really don’t get people who spend every waking hour thinking or blogging about them. GET A LIFE.