Shut Up And Listen 32 Monday October 22, 2001 And So The Search Begins . . . I am in the process of looking for a laptop . . . sorry, a notebook. I would like to have it so I can write on the computer on a much more frequent basis, get work done before the night before, and possibly use it for taking notes in school. The Captain has generously agreed to keep an eye out for a cheap one (thanks again, man!), so hopefully I can get one soon. Maybe then the columns will be longer. Kind of sucks for you then, doesn’t it? The Chevette Last night I was working on my physics ISP when a friend of mine tells me to go to the boards and what do I find? A new member called The Chevette. I’m like “The fuck--?” This person copied all of my user stats and my signature. Talk about no life. This pissed me off. How dare someone steal my shit? Huh? What the fuck? Then, he had the audacity to join the HIDA, but I had the owner, Scott (Lord Kinbote) take care of that (thanks again, man!). I think I know who he is too. Fuckhead. Thursday October 25, 2001 Bastard Computer Okay, I had wrote a couple pieces tonight for this but before I could save, it got fucked up and had to be closed. I’ll rewrite the pieces tomorrow. And The Search May Be Over Yes, The Captain has assisted me (and I mean that in the helping sense, as in he found it for me as a favour) in finding a notebook in my price range and that is pretty good. Damn shipping is a hundred bucks though. My favourite part is that I upgraded the memory for free, but since they were charging me already for the memory, I saved $50 bucks. Double the memory and pay less . . . sweet. Friday October 26, 2001 Tubby Bitch’s Birthday! He is now 18. He can buy porn, lottery tickets and fireworks. Sounds like a happy birthday to me. The Search Is Over I bought the one that The Captain recommended. My mom was a little nervous about letting me use her credit card to buy it online, but relented after a few minutes of ranting about how safe it really is and how using it in stores can be more dangerous. It will be here by November 7. Can hardly wait. “I Don’t Wanna Wait For Our Lives To Be Over . . .” So, like, yesterday, I was, like, going, like, fucking insane at, like, my spare. Care to guess why I was going fucking insane on my spare? I’ll give you 3 tries. No, it was not because of boredom. And it was not because of the fact that I am essentially sitting there for an hour and a half when, if I had a car, I could be home sleeping. What’s that? Why, yes, you are indeed correct in that guess. Good show! The Girl. My mind says “get over it”, but my heart, or something else, sees her and says “DUDE!” What is with that? Mentally, I am over her. I know that it wouldn’t work out. I’ve moved on in my head. But when I see her in that kilt and undone dress shirt with a crop top underneath . . . DAMN! Goddamn hopeless romantic . . . I blame TV, you know. I’ve said it before, and I’m going to say it again: the media doesn’t make people violent, but it does help make them hopeless romantics. Friends is the worst case of this. Damn Ross and Rachael. That show has made me the man I am today. I figure that in today’s modern world there are two ways a guy can turn out: like me or a complete fuckhead. Those are generally the two types I see. A Rant On Opinion And Stupidity *Note: the following is my opinion and if you didn’t already know that, you are a dumbass, which is also my opinion if you didn’t know, Dumbass (opinion!).* What the fuck is up with people? Are they really as stupid as I think they are? I am so damn sick and tired of them. I’ll put up a Let Me Tell You column on the boards and obviously it is my opinion. When I say Deadman sucks, it is my opinion (and the opinion of a lot of other comic fans). Why is it that within five replies, I will get someone telling me that this is my opinion? Of course it’s my damn opinion! Whose else is it? Generally, when a person says something in a subjective manner, it is their opinion. Opinions are subjective and facts are objective. Understand? Now, while I’m talking about stupidity or ignorance, which is really the same damn thing (in my opinion), I should touch on something that bothers me: having to explain the meaning of words. I find it sad when I have to explain 3 or 4 a week. A couple weeks back I had to explain the word “antithesis” to 3 people in my writer’s craft class. And i suspect the number would have been far greater had I been addressing more than 3 people at the time. Read a book! Learn! Saturday October 27, 2001 Anti-Terrorism So, let me get this straight: we say the terrorists attacked because they hate our freedom and don’t want us to have it, right? So our response is to eliminate freedoms to protect us from them trying to eliminate our freedoms? That’s fucked up. The western world was deeply affected by the events of September 11, and recently, bills in many countries have been proposed or passe to combat terrorism. But at what price to our freedom? Here in Canada, a bill has been proposed that will give the police the right to detain anyone they suspect of terrorism for 72 hours without proof or a warrant or a charge. Before, terrorism wasn’t even a crime here in Canada. Every terrorist crime fell under the definition of another criminal offence anyways. This bill will give the police a huge power that they’ve never seen before. What if they deem drug crimes as terrorism? Because in every crime, isn’t someone terrorized? You piss off the wrong person and you could find your ass in jail for three days. The US just signed a bill giving the authorities more power to watch what we’re doing. Lower standards for wiretapping, checking e-mail, invading our privacy. Now, I’m not naive enough to think that these things didn’t go on before, but now they’ll be happening a hell of a lot more. Sure, we may live another day, but what kind of life is it? Are we really ready to give up on our principles just to save our own skins? I don’t think I am. Oh, and if I’m not seen for a few days, maybe this was terrorism or something like that.