The Letting Off Steam Thread - Page 146

First of all, since he's not the only person who tweets from that account (I don't even know if he ever does, actually), you can't just assume that a message from his show or company is the same as him saying it. If you and a few other coworkers had a joint- email account or joint- Twitter or were all in the same Facebook group, you're *not* responsible for things that other people say. Why would you be?

And second, the tweet that was sent was explicitly satirizing what *someone else* had said about a different group of people. It wasn't just some guy who works at The Colbert Report sending an arbitrary racist tweet. It was a parallel to what a football coach had said, and how absurd it is.

If you said you were going to support the black community by starting a charity called The Nigger Foundation, and then I ridiculed the name of your charity and a colleague of mine made a joke that we might as well start a charity called The Chink Helpline to support Asians, I shouldn't catch any flak, and my colleague isn't the racist one. This is what happened.

What course?

Ya know, Hitler never complained about his geopolitics class

IT IS FUCKING SNOWING I MOTHERFUCKING PROTEST YOU WHITE PIECE OF SHIT

This spoiler contains spoilers.

My last rant actually got eaten about a month ago. Maybe it was weeks, can't remember. It was about this same time in the wee early morning, and I just typed a bunch of shit, but apparently, I didn't hit the "post" button or something. It's fine though, because I think I probably went overboard.

First of all, MOBA games suck fucking ass. Now, my beloved StarCraft will die. Why? Why did this have to happen right when I started playing? The only way to keep playing is to play on the Korean server, where I can't talk to anyone. Maybe I can learn Korean, but still... it feels like Koreans are starting to gravitate to MOBAs. I don't feel like practicing or continuing to play, despite my stand to stay to the bitter end. I suppose, though, that with the end of one era, another will begin. At least, for myself, that is. I just fucking hate that it has to be this way. It's like the human battle against the machines, or the Terran struggle to survive against the Zerg, utterly futile. But, like the StarCraft campaign, although the Zerg seemed impossible to stop, a greater power converged to the battle to stop the onslaught. Just like it says on the box: "Your only allies are enemies". It's like the game prophetically mapped out its own fight for survival, with only a few brave hold-outs clinging to the last bastions of hope. But like Huey Freeman says, "You can't fight the future."

If there were any way to save it, I would. But it's not the game itself, it's human nature. You can't save humans from human nature. We're basically wired to do what we do, no matter how illogical our actions may be. I'm not making any excuses, I'm just telling the truth here. Or maybe I'm making up a lie just to fuck with you. You decide which it is. Maybe I have some kind of bias that makes me cynical, based on personal experiences. I guess it won't make any difference what you decide, since I'm gonna do what I do, and you're gonna do what you do anyhow. I guess I could bring up facts, statistics, analogies, and all that crap, but for some reason, being realistic is up for debate.

Also, what the fuck is up with people saying "Get help"? Who is gonna help? A "professional"? A psychiatrist who is not your friend, and will never be your friend, who is completely detached from you emotionally, and takes your money; exorbitant fees to feed you premeditated lines from a script and giving the illusion of being remotely concerned with your life because they take notes and can thereby 'remember what you talked about last session', and ultimately, diagnose you with some other-worldly psychological disorder which they explain is 'quite normal' and 'nothing to be ashamed of', because millions of people just like yourself suffer from the same condition, and that the medical establishment just happens to have a special pill for it. If someone was a fucking psycho, do you really think that would do anything? If someone loved furries, do you somehow think that this process would alleviate their love for watching anthropomorphic animals fuck each other?

What's worse is that the pills that the FDA approves... some of them are poison. Yes,a substance that, when introduced into or absorbed by a living organism, causes death or injury - this is poison. The Federal Government is approving this shit and people are having permanent damage done to their bodies and minds, and some of them die. Imagine that, you have a friend who goes to the psychiatrist for being depressed, or anxiety, or insomnia, or they hallucinate, or anything like that. Or perhaps they have a problem with their body, like their nose is abnormally runny, and they go to a specialist for help. Then, they trust the doctor, who says that help is not far away, and that their problems which have crushed their hope can be taken away with just a simple dosage, and then that dosage kills them. It takes their life and destroys it.

But what makes me truly mad is how nobody gives a shit unless they're affected by the problem. Society is fucked-up. We see someone who is not "normal", and then tell them that they need help, or worse, are an abomination to God and are going to burn in Hell for eternity. And we must tell them this, not because we hate them, but because only the faithful have the courage to tell "the truth", and only those faithful will get into Heaven. Anyone who defies society must be crucified verbally, and constantly reminded of how handicapped they truly are. Constantly. They have to hear it every time their condition is brought up. Are you gay? Well, you're a faggot. Do you have down syndrome? Well, you're a retard. Do you look different? Well, you're ugly. You're stupid, you're lazy, you're self-entitled, you're weak, you're hopeless, you dress weird, your name is weird, your hobbies are weird, your socks don't match, your laugh is unbearable, you listen to the wrong music, your skin color is too dark, or maybe if they don't have a reason, then just fuck you, just because. And you get to hear it every day, like everyone has their own personal Eric Cartman waiting on the sidewalk to find fault with you.

And if someone is truly fucked-up beyond repair, like they want to fuck little kids, then there is no way that they can be helped. Either we decide that fucking little kids is acceptable, or we condemn the pedophiles. And trust me, I'm not saying we should let pedophiles off the hook. Fuck them. I'm just saying no amount of professional help or support is going to prevent them from being that way. You would have to take their brain out of their skull and fix it, or maybe in the future we'll have lasers that can do brain surgery to fix pedophilia without even opening the skull. But we don't have that shit yet, so some people are doomed to never be accepted by anyone.

I guess where I personally draw the line is killing and rape. Also, hurting someone against their will. I dunno, some people enjoy pain. However, when I think about it logically, (and sometimes I don't, because I'm just as flawed as anyone else and can be a real cunt) there aren't many people that cross that line. Like when I heard about Bronies, I thought that was weird as fuck, but now I don't mind. Now if they are talking about wishing they could fuck ponies and aren't trolling, then that's fucking ridiculous, because MLP is fictional, so the only way they could fulfill that fantasy is by raping an actual pony, and I draw the line. Kind of. Sort of. I mean, the line is pretty fucking vague. I kill insects all the time. I kill arachnids. I recently killed a mouse. I guess it would be too easy to just say "fuck it" and not have to deal with issues like this, but it becomes rapidly less complicated when we make up lots of nonsensical rules to justify our actions, like "It was in my domicile, and therefore, needed to die." but if a pony was in my house, I'm almost certain that I wouldn't kill it. I think this is why people need God, not to explain lightning and shit. There has to be some arbiter that makes nonsensical rules make sense. In reality, most of the rules are strictly cultural and sociological patterns passed down from generation to generation. I'm not saying "God is fake" though, I'm saying that we have a sociological pattern that has been passed down to us that makes us want to compete with each other by tearing each other down. And you know what? I understand that, which is why I say "MOBAs suck" and not "People who play MOBAs are fucking retards", because that's not true. They're precious human beings. It's okay for me to hate a situation, like if a tsunami hits and wipes out my neighborhood, I would feel upset about that. So I'm not going to cuss out the people who made DotA... they just wanted to make a fun mod for WC3, and it caught on. The thing that makes me upset is that people who play the strategy game I like stopped playing in favor of playing stupid games. I have a perfectly good reason to be at least a little bit upset, especially since it almost seems analogous to life, and you could say I should make a separate distinction, but if I love video games with a burning passion in my loins, and then something takes that from me, that is part of my life. And if you think I'm wrong for saying your game is stupid, then good for you! You have millions of people who agree with you. There are also millions of people who love One Direction and have never heard of The Offspring or whatever the fuck you like. You think that's false equivalency though? Do you, STRAWMAN!? Do you need to hear more rhetorical questions, strawman/woman? No, you don't, because it's 6:30 a.m. and I need to fold the clothes I just got out of the dryer and go live a wonderful life, so bye.

The woman across from me at work sits there with Z100 radio blasting all fucking day. I can't stand pop music, it's absolute garbage. And that's not just my opinion, it's objectively terrible. If I have to hear Beyonce's abortion of a song Drunken Love one more time I may stab myself in the neck with a pencil. You can bet your ass HR would hear about it if I was playing death metal all day at my desk. So why does she get to play garbage pop music? Because you're catering to the lowest common denominator that somehow makes it OK. I can feel my brain cells slowly but surely dying

Music in the office. Wear your headphones. I don't want to spend my day trying to process work, answer phones, emails, all while listening to 3 different types of music that I hate. Gospel. RnB. 80s pop music. All on at the same time. No one cares at work. No one is interested in you. No one fucking cares. Put in some headphones before I start flipping tables omfg.