The Angry Drunk

Today’s particular hangover has blunted the all-encompassing rage a bit; so even I have to admit that this piece by Cory Doctorow in InformationWeek is dead on.  It probably explains why I have a grand total of 6 MySpace friends; and of those, one is mythical proto-hominid and one is a presidential candidate.  Or it could [...]

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And here we are on Valentine’s Day, the national holiday of florists, Hallmark and the cock-suckers at DeBeers. Well, fuck diamonds, fuck “greeting” cards and fuck dead flowers. But to my true friends, to the ones that I love and adore…. Thank you for being in my life. May you live as long as you [...]

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Which is better, to have many people you call “friends,” or just a few that you hold dear in your heart? It seems to me that, for ages, society has told us that we’re not worthy unless we’re loved by many. Media tells us that being alone is a horrible thing. If someone dies, and [...]

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Well, this weekend was utter shit. Let’s keep the preamble short and get on to the bitchin’

###Part The First, Wherein The Angry Drunk Is Fucked By Bureaucratic Fuckwittery

The first hit came Saturday morning at the Motor Vehicle Department. To provide some background, I do not have a driver’s license. There are reasons for this, which I won’t go into now, but the bottom line is that I don’t have a license. Now, after a year of twice daily twenty mile bus rides I’ve decided to rectify the situation. So, after much wrangling to set up a time when someone with a working vehicle can accompany me on my quest, I schlepp my weary ass to the MDV Saturday morning.

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Even in the darkest night there is a Light that shines. A Light that guides us and keeps us and illuminates that which is Good and Worthy in ourselves. It is the Light that dispels fear, and hate, and sorrow. The Light may sometimes seem dim; it may even seem to fail entirely; but that [...]

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