Don’t work so hard to put yourself in the gutter (like the rest of us)

Extra-topic note:
I know the opinion I'm about to exploit here, can be in the future completely changed and it will make me a hypocrite to the eyes of you, or even senile. I don't care and I don't mind, because in the way I see it, it's better to be called senile for having the right idea, and then, change to the wrong one; than being called senile just for being wrong all the time.

Peer pressure is a fucked up thing, and I don't mean that it is wrong (because sometimes it evens leads to great happenings), but some just can't handle this things and often get the wrong idea.

Sex it's something we're constantly pressured to desire, not only by pears, but also by TV, radio, marketing, all the big social movers and shakers, pressure the individual to join in to the club of non-virgins. It's almost a Sin to reach the age of 40 without having an actual (this excludes masturbation, which is in fact repulse by society in general).

To make a point to this rant I must admit that I'm in the minority, for I'm still a virgin (a rare thing, I know). And I've heard it all; some say I should go for it because it's liberating, others say the first time is a complete disappointment like the next few because you're inexperienced and will lose yourself in so many things you have to take into count, and all say the same in the end you should get it done, as fast as you can to jump to the next thing in life.

Normally my response to this fucking argument is just that it's not time yet. And no I'm not waiting for no one in special, I'm not even searching for a sex partner, there's just something's I'd like to take of the way before, going about sex. And one of this thing is live my parents home, following several others priorities.

But what I want to go about in this bit board isn't my sex life (or better yet non-existing sex life). What I really want to do is talk about the "proud" non-virgins that go strutting throughout the world. Because some sense has to put on to their stupid heads; it's not all good, you know?

(And now I must turn to a particular situation, because this is as opened to the world as it is to my small aggregation of friends)

This pressure, of being part of the "group" has hasted the brainless chicken ginger (and I'm being harsh because it's the best way to get some attention). And I don't know if something went terribly wrong, or something of the sort, the fact is that she's not rejoicing over the deed. It actually appears like if she's waiting for someone to tell her that she's done the right thing, and give her a pat on the back. I can't give you proof of what I'm saying, but something in her actions tells me that there's a big sense of shame, deep in her heart, or at least confusion, because she's "bragging" about it to everyone, but in a way like she's explaining how it all went through, how it was ecstatic and overwhelming. Just to impress the audience, just for show of.

It may well seem to her like she's building a heroic status in the group, by trashing herself, but she isn't. She's putting herself in the gutter for no good reason, which is shamble and unworthy (looking far back), I Just hope she changes her ways, because she's tracking a path that is sure to bring her many grieves.

It's how they warn "pride comes before a fall", and Ginger is setting herself for a great fall, one that it will be hard to get back up on to her feet afterwards.

Because we worry

Lestat of Lioncourt

Equality

This is a very talked about subject, but for no need. I’ll cut to the chase and say equality is nothing, but a mirage. It will never happen, and the reason is that you can fool everyone some of the time, you can fool some people all the time, but you can’t fool everyone all of the time.

Yes! Equality is a fool’s idea and only suited for a fool believer. (By now Sin, Calvin and almost every humanitarian are shouting cursed phrases with my name on it).

Because... why?

Equality is not found in anything that hasn’t been mechanically tempered, even two leafs of the same tree aren’t alike.

It’s funny, whenever I see a protest on the TV about work equality for men and women, saying that men and women should be paid the same, that both must have the Wright to reach the top. I laugh. (Jeez! Watch your language) Because if total equality were to be conceded the same people that are protesting on the TV right now will also be protesting, after equality.

Why?

Because, it’s in their nature. Women can’t have the same perks has men, they have to have more. And due to due to ECR (Equivalent Change Rule), this addiction of perks reflect in lower salaries, and a more troubled way to the top.

So I would suggest instead of fighting for equality or equivalence, better fight for difference. Everyone of us is an unique specimen, and as so a unique treatment is what each one of us deserves. Otherwise you’re just fighting to enter a box.

Rorschach

P.S.:

People cannot gain anything without sacrificing something. You must present something of equal value in order to gain something. That is the principle of equivalent exchange.

The Full Metal Alchemist

If you don't get it this way think of the Isac Newton's laws, one of them is quite like this one.

Just for you Sin

I just want to say that you are Pluto.

Don’t get it? I’ll explain.

You fooled us in the beginning (at least you fooled me), because we thought you were something bigger, but you are not so.

What do I mean “something bigger”? I’ll explain

Everyone can see by taking a small trip to your profile and ours that you are older than any of us (except for deWinter who chose to hide her birth date), and you are at least 9 years older than us. And after seeing this age, there was an expectance for maturity coming from that side of universe. I gather after reading innumerous commentaries authored by you, that your age must be a fake one. You are not what you say you are. You’re a liar.

Why am I calling you a liar a have no reason to do so?

That’s it you don’t know, you are an ignorant liar. You deceive people, saying that you don’t know, and that you don’t fit into classes. You’re an outsider, is what you have been saying for a couple of weeks.
You’re not an outsider, you’re a child, because only child’s cannot be classified, they have a hole future ahead of them.

In question of maturity, I’m pretty confident to say, that any of us beats you by a grand margin, I think that if you were putted in our shoes you would melt, like ice-cream in the Sahara.

That’s why Pluto, you were something, but now you’re… well nothing (to our expectative of course), if you were what we thought you were, you would break.

Now you are probably mad, and are going to write some rubbish saying that you are not what I said you were, but you don’t know what you are. Continuing by saying, that you won’t appear here again, and that you’re not here to tolerate this kind of behavior. I for one don’t care, I have nothing to lose with your depart, and it even makes deWinter happy for me (she was afraid I had soften a bit since the last time you said you were gone), and Jack (he asked me to remind you of his disclaimer) is so tired he doesn’t even cares. You can do whatever you want, I’ll survive.

John Scar Kramer

P.S.: If you have any complains to make and want them to be better heard talk to the mirror
P.S.(2): You can also see it from this point.

the Farm

As I acknowledge there are many animals in a far, usually there are cats, mice, dogs, sheep, worms, birds, chickens and so on. There are also a lot of windows, doors, walls…

And it is really fun there, every day the cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird is still in the cage.

In the next day:

The cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird is still in the cage.

And the next:

The cat chasses the mouse, the dog chasses the cat, and the sheep stand and watch (eating pop corn), the chicken lays the eggs for the day’s meal, and the bird flies around in his little cage. By the end of the day the cat is tiered of chasing the mouse, the dog is tiered of chasing the cat, the sheep ate all the pop corn, the chicken laid a dozen eggs, and the bird dies (OOOOooooHhhhhhh! What a short life she had).

And the next:

Everyone goes to the birdie funeral. And all of them died because the chicken forgot to lay the eggs that day. (except thebecause they ate popcorn sheep)The end

Besides the metaphor of the sheep eating pop corn, this is of course a tribute to Shaun the Sheep, and my appetite for pop corn right now. The only metaphor in the text goes to say that you wossies, should stop with the metaphors about animals, they are fucking annoying. Just Say things as they are PLEASE!!!

John Scar Kramer


P.S.: John Your choice to use a cat for a metaphor of yourself was a wrong one, now I have all the Wright to call you PUSSY-cat

A mensage for the fucked up ones

Intolerance - Tool

This one is for You, Sin

You were the first one to comment our blog and that is the main reason i'm adressing this post to you.
First of all, on behalf of the entire team,i thank you for your presence.
However, i want to give you some advices, just like you do from time to time.

This blog is our own second life: we represent characters and we speak our mind free through them.This caracters are mixes of our own personalities and theirs. As so, i wanna to tell you to not get our posts too serious because they are not worthy of your concern. Sometimes we just say somethings to mess with each other. (or to create a little discussion between intelligent people who might read our blog)


I´ve had the pleasure to meet you personally and i can say i liked you very much and therefore, it would be very unpleasent for all of us if you got offended/hurt/pissed/../ by things we tell just because nobody would...

Be U, be funny, stood up for what you believe in and join our blog with the hummor i remember you for!!

See yA around!!

(if you really want to piss John off, comment his posts...criticise him...and most of all..ignore hIm by giving him attention!!)