Fuck the equine

As have many people around the world, I’ve been watching the Olympics quite a bit recently and I have been struck by how out I place the equestrian events are. (Aside: I feel a rant a-coming, so I will try to be sussinct in order to avoid that.)

To put it simply: The equestrian events have no place on the Olympics.

The Olympics should be about the pinnacle of human achievement. Repeat, HUMAN achievement. Showing how well we can dominate and train another animal is not an achievement. It is the worst form of human hubris. It is not humans competing against humans. It is horse vs. horse.

It is not a sport. It is not human competition. It is pompous and annoying, and should be removed from the Olympics. That is all.

Dammit

Life is annoying me today. Just little things coming together and building on each other until something stupid seems like a major slap in the face.

Things started out well enough. I had to get up really early, but that’s nothing new these days. And of course, to start my dad had a case of the “Big Day Crankys”. He has always had a tendancy to be in the worst moods at the beginning of a big day when we really need to get ready a bit faster and get out. Today, of course, was no different. I woke up and he was complaining about how his kids have no compassion and we don’t understand that it takes him a long time to get up from sitting down and he can’t move that fast. But, the point of it was that he has always gone into the bathroom and disappeared for an hour whenever we need to get going somewhere, be it a move to college or the airport or graduation or whatever. He was fine after we got to the graduation, but it wasn’t the best start to the day.

The graduation ceremony was good, but long and we had to sit through all of the undergrads and others before getting to Tracy’s walk. After that was lunch which wasn’t too bad, just a lot of people around that I didn’t know and didn’t really care about. The annoying thing there was that there was no cell signal so I missed calls from Nadja, and because of the time difference and our schedules, we haven’t had a chance to talk in a couple days.

The next annoyance is the one that tipped everything over. I got back to the hotel and my laptop cable still isn’t here. I called the hotel and it turns out that the cable still hasn’t even been sent out. The full story is that I left my laptop cable in the hotel near the basketball hall of fame in Massachusetts last week. I called them the day after to tell them that I forgot it. They said that they had it at the front desk, so I gave them the address to have them mail it to me while I was here in Florida. This was on Monday. At the time, I was told that my cable was at the front desk. Later I was told that my cable was locked in a closet and the head housekeeper had the only key and she wouldn’t be in until Wednesday. I called back on Wednesday, and they had the cable at the front desk. I gave them the address in Florida again and was told it was being overnighted and someone would call me to let me know what happened. No one called. I called on Thursday, no one knew what was happenning and I was told someone would call. No one called. I called yesterday and had the same thing happen. Finally, today I called and went straight to the Manager. I told him the story, and he told me that the cable still hasn’t even been sent out, and since I’m only in Florida til Tuesday, I gave him my address in Placid to have it sent there. The assistant manager is claiming that he tried to call me twice but I never got any missed calls or messages. Now the manager promised that he would personally oversee it and make sure it gets out, but at this point this is going to make a week and a half that I did not have my computer and so only had limited access to my files, which is really making the job hunt difficult. Bottom line, I am really pissed at this fucking hotel.

So, after all that happens. I update my favorite game on my iPhone and because the game didn’t give me any indication that I needed to enter info into a community in order to have my stuff saved on a server, so I lost hours and hours of gameplay. As I said before, a relatively small thing, but after everything else it just pisses me off all the more.

2.5 hour suicide

So, for one reason or another, I’ve been a bit annoyed for the last couple days, and rather than watch something I know I’d enjoy, I decided to torture myself. I decided to give Spider-man 3 another try. I’m still not sure why I hate myself enough to do something like this.

The first time I saw the movie, I wanted to break things and possibly poison everyone involved in making this pile of shit. This time, I’m just hoping for all out nuclear war right now. It’s the only solution.

I really don’t even want to get into why I hate this movie so much because it would take up far too much time and space. The movie has already stolen 5 hours of my life, I don’t want to give it more. Let’s just leave it at the fact that everything about this movie is an abomination against intelligent humans everywhere. (On an unrelated side note: every Japanese person I’ve ever met loves this movie. I don’t say this to insult the overall intelligence of this country, just the movie watching intelligence.

Oh god, the deus ex machina just kicked in. I need a drink if I’m going to finish this movie.

Helpless

I was Stumbling on the net today, and I came across a program called “MuchoBene”, which is a great idea, but awful in practice. The basic idea is that it is a public IM service, like AIM or MSN, but without a login. You simply ask a question and other people with the program help you out if they can. Great idea right? Instant help.

Unfortunately, this is assuming that people on the internet are helpful. This is the worst possible assumption to make about the world.

No one on the internet, who has the knowledge, and actually has the time to answer someone’s question will ever be helpful. The general conversation will go something like this:

You – “I’m having trouble with this…. This is what’s happening… This is what I’ve tried…. Any suggestions?”
Faceless Internet Jerk – “Wow, you’re just retarded. Why do you even own [that product]? You are obviously too stupid to do anything.”

Of course, you could try to defend yourself, but the Faceless Internet Jerk (FIJ) has an answer for everything.

“I tried….” you may say, in an attempt to prove that you are not stupid. “If you know so much that you can call me an idiot, why not just help me?”

FIJ – “You wouldn’t understand anything I say. You’re obviously too stupid. Just give up on life. You’re so stupid, I bet you have AIDS.”

And the conversation would go on from there. I know what some of you are saying. I’m giving the FIJ too much credit, there is no way his grammar and spelling would be that good. It would look more like, “U wuldnt understand. your to such tard. I bet you have aids, cuz yer that stoopid.”

That would probably be a more accurate representation of the FIJ’s statements, which should only further illustrate that arguing will get you nowhere. A FIJ will never understand logic. Logic is what we “stoopid people” use to show the world just how stoopid we are.

In conclusion, it is not completely pointless to ask questions of people on the internet, but you have to do your research to find the forums where intelligent people are. You need to search out people who realize that the answer “Google it.” doesn’t work any more because the top hits on Google are the forums with FIJs telling everyone to “Google it.” It’s a vicious cycle. You can still ask questions, but there is only about a 5-10% chance that someone will be kind enough to help you in any way.

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