The Ramblings of a Random Freak

I read somewhere today that I’m not supposed to share my opinions on government – because you have to be some sort of jackass or jerkoff to have an opinion (educated or otherwise) on government, and share it.

Now, this is something that wouldn’t surprise me, coming from a Nazi, or the USSR’s secret police – after all, those were places where questioning government, and sharing your opinions of those governments were indeed considered “just cause for termination”. I would never expect to read such crap in the writing of an American, or a Canadian – 2 of many countries who have sent soldiers to die so that we have the freedom to say, think, and share what want to share.

If I want to give my reasons as to why George Bush is the granddaddy of all fucktards, what business is it of yours to say that I can’t say that? I’ll tell you – none of your fuckstick business, dumbass. You can most certainly disagree with me, and I’ll stand up for your right to do so – but if you like the idea of living somewhere where it’s not acceptable to share your opinons, go get a job working for the government. Of North Korea, China, Cuba, or some other country where your values match the political reality.

Take your empty head, and shove it up your freedom hating ass for storage – it’s not doing you any good on your shoulders, if you think it’s okay to condemn the right to a dissenting opinion.

I love all the people who think “Love it, or leave it!” is a motto for America – how about the people who love it, but hate the fact that so many people who live there work so hard to take away the freedoms the country stands for?

People who want to legislate what you can do in the privacy of your own bedroom, what you can read, who you can love, and what diety they want to be forced down your throat today.

Freedom is a two way street – if you want to have it, you have to allow it. Whether you agree with what other people do with it or not.

And people who think the government or government should include religion – why?

So you can force your beliefs down the throat of people who think your religion is a lunatic fantasy, and a fiction?

Freedom of religion also means freedom from religion – you can, and should believe what you want – but unless someone asks you to explain, or enters intentionally into a conversation, keep it to yourself. I met your god, and he was an idiot, with loose morals and a love for murder. Someone who had double standards – one set of rules for his friends, and another for his enemies.

Any real lover of freedom holds everyone to the same standards, and respects the right of everyone to have a different opinion, and is willing to fight for their right to have that opinion. It takes a real, gutless, spineless coward to ever say “If you disagree, leave”. The Nazis lost the war, chump – either move into the future, or get the fuck off the planet.

I’m afraid of many things.

I’m afraid I don’t get my point across in the right way sometimes.

I’m afraid I’ll never experience the joy of firsts in a relationship again – first eye contact, first hug, first kiss, first “I love you”

I’m afraid that shortsighted people will use force and ill will to achieve goals that could be achieved with neither. Is peace really worth achieving in such a way that many of those who would seek such a thing would never experience it?

I’m afraid that some people don’t see that every person on the earth began as someone just as valuable a life as they are, or could be – no matter where they were born, into what culture, or where they choose (or are forced) to live their lives.

I’m afraid that the most amazing person ever born might die a slave to tyranny, or be killed by those trying to end it.

I’m afraid that more people in the world die for the wrong reasons, than for the right ones

I’m afraid that people are willing to give up their freedom for security, or refuse to fight for their freedom from security.

I’m afraid that free people might not even notice as their freedoms diminish.

I’m afraid I’m too tied down by things that don’t matter, and too far away from things that do.

I’m afraid that I might be wrong, and just as afraid that I might be right.

I’m afraid of altogether too many things – but I’m not afraid that I stood for the wrong things. Because I believe that every person has the right to chart their own destiny, to choose what they stand for and believe in, and what it is that they call home. Not everyone, nor most of them will ever achieve what it is they are able to, or should be able to…

A girl give a guy a chance to treat her right.

Seriously.

Imagine this, if you will

A girl spends years dating a guy who treats her like crap.

He dumps her.

She’s fucking ruined.

over time, she gets better.

Guy comes along with GREAT intentions – decent guy, not completely horrible looking, not poor, great in bed (not that she knows that, but he is)… knows how to treat someone with respect, and always takes her feelings into consideration, even when it might not matter much.

she’s all fearful about dating apparently, or maybe she’s incorrectly pegged him as someone who will be a douchecanoe, or maybe… maybe she associated dating with the fuckhead from before, instead of the good experience it should be…

I mean… isn’t dating about finding someone you’re compatible with, then complimenting each other and joining forces, to take on the world?

Helping each other be better than either can be alone?

Pooling resources so you can live a better, more comfortable lifestyle?

God forbid that life should be MORE comfortable, MORE fun, MORE free…

if your relationship doesn’t give you those things, get the fuck out.