Category: Furiousity


I don’t really have all that much more to say about that. Surely you people are able to do two simple things: 1) Read, 2) Think. Surely?

Well, luckily for you, people exist to make even those two things simpler. After you read this, say a quick thanks to Darryl Cunningham for making it so simple then apologise to the other people who’s lives you’ve endangered for no good reason.

http://tallguywrites.livejournal.com/148012.html

http://darryl-cunningham.blogspot.com/

I first saw it at:

http://scienceblogs.com/pharyngula/2010/05/the_facts_in_the_case_of_dr_an.php

I bet Mr. Andrew Wakefield didn’t see this vast explosion of idiocy coming either. He did it for money, what’s your excuse?

Muslims get upset when people draw pictures of Mohammed even though Muslims have been drawing pictures of him forever and the Quran does not forbid it.

They threaten those who do with violence. For drawing a stick man. With death even.

Only fools and barbarians are so insecure and primitive that violence is the only answer (or even AN answer) to a fictitious insult to ones sensibilities. Even actual insults don’t ever warrant a violent response.

“Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.” – Isaac Asimov

The true tragedy is that the fools threatening violence are too simple to comprehend that quote.

I would like to state categorically that:

Christopher Maloney is a quack.

I would also like to say to WordPress, shame on you. Suspending a blog for calling a fucking moron a fucking moron is ridiculous. Epic fail guys, epic fail.

http://withoutapologyinmaine.wordpress.com/2010/02/17/ftsos-fiasco/

http://scienceblogs.com/pharyngula/2010/02/christopher_maloney_is_a_quack.php

http://kennebecjournal.mainetoday.com/view/letters/7209347.html

So, like, now that I’ve said it, should I be making backups of my posts, getting ready to migrate back to Blogger? Fail.

Die in a fire.

I have just one thing to say: May the fucking incompetents responsible for not fixing the potholes in the roads of Johannesburg, South Africa, DIE IN A FIRE.

Haiti and it’s problems have been at the forefront of the news recently and I think I would be remiss if I did not join the flood of people venturing their opinions. Originally, I would have liked to write something about that Moron (with a capital ‘M’) Pat Robertson but then I read a post at http://rationalists.wordpress.com that pretty much summed up my feelings on the matter and I decided not to repeat the point. Feel free to read his post, it is amusing.

I was listening to the radio this morning, to Redi Direko’s show on 702 which pretty much forced me to write this post. Before I carry on, I just want to say that Redi Direko is now my favourite South African celebrity, she rocks and it should be mandatory to listen to her show every day. She is just, impartial and fair, gives even the wackiest view a chance, her opinions are reasoned, she has a great sense of humour. I also have a sneaking suspicion she is a closet atheist (or agnostic at the very least) which is certainly helping her standing in my eyes. She is certainly somebody I can respect. Her show today was particularly interesting and the bit that I heard was dominated by Haiti and the god squad, the excuse innovation congregation.

Which brings me to my point. If you are religious, especially in the christian sense, events like Haiti or the tsunami pose a serious problem for you. Just to clarify: I say in the christian sense because the propaganda and sales material around that religion try to sell their god as an all-knowing, all good, all caring father figure who has nothing but love for you and everybody else. While the other Abrahamic religions do punt the paternal father figure, I feel christians really go out of their way to sell you how much their deity loves them.

The reason Haiti poses such a problem for them (christians, but also most other religious people) is the sheer mountain of human suffering that occurs. It is impossible to explain the horror, misery and suffering currently being experienced by the Haitian people. One cannot properly comprehend how god damn awful their lives (the ones that are alive) are right now. This puts religious people in a bit of a bind because on the one side you are selling your deity as a caring, loving father figure, who anybody can ask for anything at any time, and the deity will be listening. On the other hand, you have a hundred thousand rotting corpses of babies, pregnant woman, children, mothers, sons. You have families that were wiped out in one go, children who took days to die in horrible agony, orphaned children starving to death under rubble next to the corpses of their parents. Fucking unpleasant shit.

It is at this point where human idiocy HAS to take over for a religious person to stay sane (or insane, depending on your point of view). On the radio I listened to many callers defending their religion. Caller after caller, SMS after SMS saying, ‘you can’t know the mind of god’, ‘god is too great to understand’, ‘god has a plan for this’, ‘god did not cause this’, ‘it’s a natural disaster, god didn’t do it’. Sure, I agree 100% that god didn’t cause that earthquake. No supernatural force did. Scientists know exactly what caused it, how it works, where it came from.

The innovative excuses made by the god squad are, to be honest, mind-blowing. What sick bastard of a parent do you need to be to allow thousands of your ‘children’ to die in the most horrible way imaginable. The fact is, there have been few, very few people who would murder or allow death on that scale. Hitler was one of them (don’t give me the straw man shit, I know, but I am trying to make a point of scale here). You need to be a sick, twisted thing indeed to allow suffering and tragedy on that scale if you can do something about it. Presumably, the almighty creator of the universe could easily have done something. Oh, I don’t know, stop the earth quake. Too big? How about a big ass bright light in the sky so people go outside just before the quake strikes? That, people, would have been a miracle even I could believe, but, not to anybody’s surprise, none of this happened. It never does before a disaster.

So how do religious people deal with their loving deity being terminally uncaring and/or impotent? They convince themselves their god is so great they cannot possibly understand his intentions. They tell themselves, and the rest of us, how great god is, how wonderful he is, how very mysterious he is. They try to convince us that it is all good and the greatness of god cannot be understood by us mere mortals, so we shouldn’t even try to understand why he did nothing to help the thousands of people who were praying, for days, for his help.

It makes me sick. It is called ‘battered wife syndrome’. Keep making (weak) excuses for the bad things done to you. Keep telling yourself whatever it is you need to tell yourself to make it ok that fifty thousand corpses are buried there, that thousands of children are orphans, that hundreds of thousands of people are starving, have no place to live, dying of thirst and disease. Whatever it takes.

I know why it happened. There was an earthquake. Pressure built up on a fault line inside the earth’s crust and on that particular night, in that particular place, the pressure was released in one go. There was nothing anybody could have done to stop it. There was very little that could be done to detect it. Shit happens. Very, bad, shit happens sometimes. It’s nobodies fault. Nobody could have stopped it from happening. Sure, strict building codes could have added a bit of buffer zone but building codes are not a top priority for the poorest country in the world. You worry about what you’re going to eat today not about the remote possibility of a random earthquake knocking your shanty down. It is a horrible thing, but it happens and we have to deal with it ourselves. This is why people are donating money left, right and centre. We do care and we know that no amount of wishing is going to make it better. We have to actually DO things to help.

There was an atheist, Johan, on Redi’s show today, who said pretty much that. I respect him for phoning in, and laying it out on air the way it really is and I respect Redi and her producers even more for giving him the chance. Respect to you all. The cherry on top for me were the callers and SMSes afterwards that wanted Johan’s number so they could help him find god. You pious assholes, what makes you think Johan, me, or any other atheist wants to ‘find’ and worship a mass murderer? Oh, you can bet your bottom dollar that if there was a man who knew this earthquake was coming and did nothing to prevent the deaths of 50,000 he would be taking a fuck ton of flak right now and would probably not live much longer. He would be a mass murderer in anybody’s book.

PS. Before you do anything, please read Why I Am An Atheist and think about it for a few moments.

Using llamas as guards has eliminated the losses to predators for many producers. The value of the livestock saved each year more than exceeds the purchase cost and annual maintenance of a llama.

I love Red Bull. Vocally. A lot.

I have a Red Bull almost every day (in the morning) and I have had a Red Bull in 9 different countries. I have had Red Bull without Vodka and Red Bull with Vodka.

I can’t really say why I love Red Bull so much but I have a suspicion it has something to do with the excellently exquisite taste, attractive packaging and the fact that it is probably the coolest brand in the world. I love ‘adventure’ sports almost as much as I love Red Bull (which is to say, a lot).

I mean, can you think of another brand that have such cool Mini convertible sales vehicles? No, you can’t. Red Bull also have an F1 team and an AH-1F Cobra helicopter. You sure you got that? They have an AH-1F Cobra helicopter. Made of Win. Along with Google, they pwn me.

They also have four football clubs, a NASCAR racing team and a hockey team. And they sponsor people who do crazy shit; skydiving, channel crossings, skiing, cliff jumping, base jumping, climbing. Win. Everywhere.

Red Bull may be a bit pricey, but honestly, who wouldn’t take out a couple of bucks to get the best? Nobody, that’s who.

What I find really interesting is when people warn me of the health hazards of drinking Red Bull. I find it a little strange and perhaps just a little hypocritical. Allegedly, drinking a Red Bull a day may be bad for me. Perhaps. I drink a Red Bull every day, followed by 2 litres of water. I drink virtually no coffee or tea or anything else for that matter. I don’t smoke, don’t drink, exercise every day and I don’t do any drugs. And you, who does smoke, drink, drink coffee and get no exercise  feel you can advise me as to the dangers that 200ml of soft drink hold for me? Seriously. Research much?

I aspire to one day be given money from Red Bull. Possibly when I am a famous blogger they will appreciate my relentless plugging of their product. Perhaps when I try to break the world record for most skydives in a day they will sponsor me. Ok, I’ll settle for some branded clothing dammit. A shirt perhaps?

This post should have been on Friday, since Friday is the holy Red Bull day, celebrated with a cold can of Red Bull. Hamish insists that you do.

Thank Hamish For Red Bull. THFRB.

Some of the fossil llamas were much larger than current forms. Some species remained in North America during the last ice ages. North American llamas are categorized as a single extinct genus, Hemiauchenia.

Pat Robertson, bat shit crazy, filthy rich, television evangelist, asshole, evil sack of shit. Millions of fools listen to that fool. What the fuck is wrong with you people?

That is all.


Edit:

I thought this article was amusing, it’s what I would have liked to have written : http://rationalists.wordpress.com/2010/01/14/letter-to-pat-robertson/

In the interest of something, something: http://wizbangpop.com/2010/01/14/televangelist-pat-robertson-blames-haiti-for-earthquake.php

So I bought a bunch of T-Shirts from ThinkGeek, smothered in awesome goodness. They weren’t cheap but it didn’t break the bank either. A T-Shirt is a T-Shirt (unless you’re one of those Ed Hardy wearing people, not awesome). After you add delivery to the order, them shirts start getting expensive but, you think to yourself, it’s ok, what’s a couple extra bucks for the geekly goodness? Right? Right.

Then, DHL phone you.

Did you know, for example, that one has to pay 45% import duty on a shirt. I, shit, you, not. I’m furious. Those filthy, back stabbing, thieving, cold hearted, communist bastards at customs are charging me 45% import duty on my order. To put it into perspective, including shipping, my total order for 7 T-Shirts came to R1505. I now need to cough up an EXTRA R827 for import duties and VAT because it’s a bunch of T-Shirts. For clothing, apparently, the government gang rapes one to, well, I’m not sure why. Possibly because they feel one needs to be gang raped as part of being a South African citizen to properly appreciate why one should buy local goods.

For the perspective part: I bought a Kindle and including shipping, VAT and estimated import duties, it came to R2700. Amazon then refunded me R500 from that which means the Kindle ended up costing only R2200 which is cheaper than the T-Shirts.

What kind of fuckery is this?

The gestation period of a llama is 11 1/2 months (350 days).

From one of (possibly most) my favourite movies of all time:

Stephen: [starts laughing] Him? That can’t be William Wallace. I’m *prettier* than this man!
[to the sky]
Stephen: Alright, Father, I’ll ask him.
[to William]
Stephen: If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishmen?
Hamish: Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?
Stephen: In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God.
[to the sky]
Stephen: Yes, Father!
[to Hamish]
Stephen: The Almight says, “Don’t change the subject, just answer the fuckin’ question.”
Hamish: Mind your tongue.
Campbell: Insane Irish.
Stephen: [draws a dagger on Campbell; everyone draws weapons] Smart enough to get a dagger past your guards, old man.
William Wallace: That’s my friend, Irishman. And the answer to your question is “yes”. You fight for me, you get to kill the English.
Stephen: [grins] Excellent!
[removes his dagger]
Stephen: Stephen is my name. I the most wanted man on my island, except I’m not on my island, of course. More’s the pity.
Hamish: “Your island”? You mean Ireland?
Stephen: Yeah. It’s mine.
Hamish: You’re a madman.
Stephen: [nods and starts laughing, then Hamish does as well] I’ve come to the right place, then.

I love that movie and I love that scene.

The “new Irish blasphemy laws” came info effect today, 1st of January. Blasphemy is now a crime punishable by a €25,000 fine in Ireland. The new law defines blasphemy as publishing or uttering matter that is grossly abusive or insulting in relation to matters held sacred by any religion, thereby intentionally causing outrage among a substantial number of adherents of that religion, with some defences permitted.

What fuckery is this I hear you ask? It makes me furious to think that this level of stupidity is getting enforced on other people. I’m not even going to begin to go over the number of reasons (and they are manifold) these new laws are a load of horse shit. I’m just going to mention one:

These laws, effectively make it possible to prosecute the producers and distributors of the movie Braveheart in Ireland. The irony here is that the character who breaks the contrived blasphemy laws is Irish (fighting the English) and the Irish are the good guys, along with the Scots in this movie.

From my perspective: at it’s most basic, every religion should immediately be prosecuted since their mere existence offends the other religions. And if they aren’t offended by the existence of another religion, how can they then be offended by mere words otherwise?

It is fucking ridiculous to the extreme.

If you are a sane and rational person, please follow the next link and help the good people in Ireland that are actually fighting this shit:

http://blasphemy.ie/

http://blasphemy.ie/about-this-website/

The Llama supports any initiative to get rid of this blight upon Ireland and the rest of us.

iBurst.

Actually, I’m grasping at straws here. Either today was a particularly quiet day where nothing at all happened (hardly impossible) or my brain is refusing to record anything vaguely interesting (hardly impossibly). 6 straight hours of Top Gear will do that I guess.

I’ve been toying with the idea of ranting about iBurst, how I get disconnected and how it makes me furious (which it does, spitting mad even) but I’m not going to.

The llama is a South American camelid (seriously), widely used as a pack and meat animal by Andean cultures since pre-hispanic times. In popular culture llamas are mostly associated with the Incans.

And so it comes to pass, it was morning and it was night and that was the first day of MMX.

Respect the Llama.

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