| Totally nicked rant from taleya |
[May. 5th, 2009|10:00 pm]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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http://blogs.discovermagazine.com/badastronomy/2009/05/04/antivax-kills/
Ok. That's it. That's enough from your mouthbreathing fucktards.
If anyone on my flist is stupid enough to tout the antivax bullshit, get out. Now. I don't want to hear it - not your bleating excuses, not your bumbling faux-scientific bullshit, none of it. Out. Now. And get the fuck out of my genepool while you're at it.
Your outright stupidity is killing other people's children. We warned you and fucking warned you and all you did was sit and bleat about your psedoscience and continue to feed at the font of Dorey's horse shit. Enough.
I'm usually a live and let live, but seriously, the government needs to step in on this. This isn't a matter of "waaah my choice" this is indulging in activities that are actively endangering the rest of the tribe. And most of our laws are in place primarily to stop shit of that nature.
Go live in a fucking enclave and take your 16th century diseases with you, fucksticks.
End Rant from  taleya |
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| Toll of the Bell |
[Feb. 12th, 2009|08:34 pm]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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Amidst the ash and bitter fields
Pale ghosts weeping bitter tears
Realising nightmare fears
Aware the bell's unwelcome peals
Send not to know else wisdom come
Best keep imagined hell at bay
We all reside there on this day
And still the tolling bell goes on
Though most concerned stood in oppose
Carried the fight unto the end
Brother, husband, neighbour, friend
All fell before the fiery rose
Draw together lest we fall
A clod is lost and Europe less
Think not with safety you are blessed
The bell tolls for us all |
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[Feb. 9th, 2009|10:56 pm]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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"I haven't seen you recently, but then I haven't been seeing anybody. Did you hear? I went mad."
Well, not really mad. And I didn't really go, because it turns out I've been here since adolescence. Yes! Finally my symptoms have been grouped together under a heading. I have been officially diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder Type 2, characterised by deep depressive episodes and hypomania - distinct from mania in that it tends to be more cerebral and less noticeable to outside observers.
I was diagnosed in late 2007 and put on to medication - Lexapro it's called. At that time, as some of you may recall, I was planning on moving to Melbourne, attending Melbourne Uni and eventually gaining a BA in linguistics. That all fell apart because I relied on someone I shouldn't have. I then spent a further three months in a depressive pit, taking time out to start an ill-timed relationship and move to the Hunter Valley, a relationship which broke under the stresses my illness caused. Basically, I think she's better off without me, as some of my ex-girlfriends will probably agree. Or not, I am pretty awesome in some ways. ... Hmm.
Anyway since then I've been kinda just waiting for something to happen. And it has! I've gotten worse. Constant marijuana smoking probably contributed to my stasis and the destabilisation of my moods but it did help with the anxiety. I've got to stop all of that now though, I've been put onto a new medication! Awesome!
Along with my anti-anxiety, anti-depressant Lexapro, I am now to start taking Epilim, a drug in use for decades now to treat epilepsy. Somehow this stabilises mood, the doctor explained it all to me and it sounded fine at the time. I start tomorrow. The next week or so should be interesting.
I just saw Stephen Fry's documentary The Secret Life of the Manic Depressive. The second part is on next week on ABC, check it out. It seems I'm relatively lucky - bipolar can cause very extreme behaviour including violent episodes, hallucinations and delusions of grandeur (shhh:). Some of the worst symptoms basically sound like schizoid psychosis - messiah complexes and paranoia. I got off lightly with my crippling depression, ingrained sense of intellectual superiority, complete lack of organisational skills and emotional confusion.
So yeah. That's what I've been doing. |
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| Woah! Family, love and writing and it's all the same really. |
[Aug. 5th, 2008|04:56 pm]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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Back for a moment folks, the self emerges again. I don't know for how long so drink it up while you can, you spongebrain squarepants motherfuckers you.
( Perhaps my best rant ever, though probably of little interest to most and it's as long as the whiskey lasted (I've still got more whiskey). Many spelling errors, because I'm fucking drunk, but forget the apologies, read this and understand my cultural detachmmersion or die!Collapse )
© Jesse Hayward - HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. But no, seriously, I gotta eat. |
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[Jul. 4th, 2008|10:57 am]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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http://www.wired.com/politics/onlinerights/news/2008/07/wikileaks
Julian Assange is a modern day Robin Hood. Since the creation of Wikileaks in 2007 many major documents have been leaked on the site, causing political upsets from the US to Kenya.
"In every negotiation, in every planning meeting and in every workplace dispute, a perception is slowly forming that the public interest may have a silent advocate in the room," Assange writes.
Stealing knowledge from the privileged and spreading it to the masses. If you work for a company or government that is involved in dodginess, and you have access to documentation proving it, do us all a favour and spread it.
http://wikileaks.org/
"Imagine a world where companies and government must keep the public, or their employees, or both, happy with their plans and behavior," Assange says. "That is the world we are striving to create." |
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[Jun. 24th, 2008|03:28 pm]
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George Carlin has fucked off, permanently. If you don't know Carlin's comedy, I suggest you check it out. |
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| The Howl Goes On |
[Jun. 20th, 2008|09:38 am]
Crafty Beta Male Ape, Lord of Primates
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by an apparent freedom, torn down by their possible worth,
Walking sedate and content into the halls of power, forever doomed to be happy in their seats
Unsettled by the possibility of diminishment and afeared of the true freedom that always is,
They spent themselves on trinkets, curved white like normality under threat, and flew headlong into a treasure room, with goods and chattels on display
What need for a creative drive when creativity spurns itself, sold and bought and forged again to serve the purposes of monoliths
How righteously this seat defends and drives out hope for change anew, how pitiful to see it done, how Now to sell the view
For if at any point a mind exclaims "this is not me" and drives a wedge between their eyes and apparent reality, the violence of apes arise and bubble to the top
Be sure there'll be recording eyes, your outrage thus to sop
Parody of parody is truth I am told now. I find it hard to sort apparent lies from blatant howl
In the end the metronome swings wildly side to side
Where are all the good men dead? No matter. They have died. |
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[Jun. 12th, 2008|03:00 pm]
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| More sense |
[Jun. 11th, 2008|04:33 pm]
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http://bradhicks.livejournal.com/396836.html |
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