I'm not a political person. In fact, I'd be hard pressed to tell you who our vice president is. But recently the Supreme Court has cleared the path for gays to marry. My first response: Who freakin' cares? NOT because I don't care about gays, but because this should've been the way a LONG time ago. Not just a long time ago, but since the beginning of time.
The institute of marriage between men and women has been a joke for some time now. They have reality t.v. shows about it even. They pawn each other off like cattle at a market. Who wants to marry a millionaire? Who wants to marry a midget? And so forth. And the religious groups are having an issue with gays marrying? Is this serious? I can't believe that it's taken a decision by court to clarify what has been an inalienable right to everyone else. That is, to be miserable. Yes, get married and share how terrible it is to deal with boring stupid stories about absolutely nothing for the rest of your life. Gays are like us: boring. Sure, they put on elaborate parties. And they have marches and parades, BUT even that shit gets old. Imagine having lobster at every meal. You'd pray for a peanut butter and jelly after the first month.
I just can't believe it's taken this long to "allow" gays to marry. Strike that, I can't believe it's taken this long to even address gays getting married. And, seriously, who fucking cares except religious losers? And I'm not just talking Christianity either. Senegal outlaws gay marriage. That's stupid. Considering a third world nation needs its gays to hold down their population growth. Keep breeding Senegal and see if your resources will tap out. Oh, wait...they'll have to rely on the kind hearted handouts of other countries who've accepted gay rights and will have to change to get any type of support.
I'm sick of hearing this discussion about whether or not it's right for gays to marry. How about asking whether or not certain people SHOULD marry others. Idiots are getting married. Should they? Probably. But your saying to me, idiots who can't hold a job, don't pay taxes, have no life skills and drool at the mouth have these rights but gays don't? Statistically, gays are wealthy and intelligent and do their best to improve their community. Not just the gay community, but make things "nicer." Look at the shit hole that use to be east Hollywood. Gays moved in and improved it ten fold. THESE are the people you feel are a detriment to society. Okay...keep telling yourself that while living in a cardboard box eating Dinty Moore stew.
It just boggles my mind sometimes how backwards we can be. We confuse our own moral outrage with denying others their freedom. This issue will be looked at years later as one of the stupidest waste of resources and time ever. Next to why we had separate bathrooms and drinking fountains.
Friday, June 28, 2013
Thursday, June 27, 2013
Living Alone In Los Angeles
I've been missing as of late. I've moved to another place. In my 13+ years of living in Los Angeles, this is the first place I've ever gotten that was solely my place. It's a weird feeling. The last time I experienced this was in Bowling Green, OH. When I first moved off campus.
The feeling of living alone is a great one. Especially if you get to be an age where you have weird habits that turn into irritating rituals with a roommate. Alone, you have full reign of your domain. You can crap with your door open. Drink booze in your underwear. Read Judy Blume novels without being judged. Watch crappy 80's sitcoms and laugh mightily as you want to. In short, it's freedom.
But freedom comes with a price. And the price is somewhat high. Los Angeles isn't cheap. And it certainly isn't cheap alone. All the utilities are now entirely yours. The responsibility of taking out garbage and getting mail...entirely yours. If someone pissed in a corner...guess who did it? You have no become...a grown up. Especially in a big city like L.A. There are so many factors of the world that come into your life as you live alone. You get attuned to certain aggravation now. For instance, you can no longer be as patient as you want to be when the internet goes dead. Or they're working on the boiler so there isn't hot water.
Internet use to bother me. It doesn't anymore. In fact, I don't even have it at my home anymore. See, it's another excessive "want" that doesn't fall into "need." And therefore, is expendable. I like parceling out the essentials in life. And living well beneath my means...if need be.
The other day, I did FINALLY get my gas pilot light lit. It took 3 weeks and the coordination of more people than I was expecting. These are things you must deal with when you live alone.
I do enjoy the silence now. I get a lot of work done. In my previous place, I never did see my roommate. I made it so that I never had to. Cooked and stayed on my side. Living together alone. But, their presence is always in the back of your mind. You have to consider them, even if you never see them. Living alone is a HUGE burden I never knew existed. I knew I felt cohabitation was overbearing. You still had to sidestep so many things (doesn't bear going over here).
I'm really liking it so far. I visit Big Lots a lot and buy bricka-brack (an old term meaning "crap"). And, the independence I feel is worth the small bump in living expenses. I guess there is a price tag for peace of mind. But oddly enough, I don't feel it as bad as I thought I would (being a cheap S.O.B. that I am).
The feeling of living alone is a great one. Especially if you get to be an age where you have weird habits that turn into irritating rituals with a roommate. Alone, you have full reign of your domain. You can crap with your door open. Drink booze in your underwear. Read Judy Blume novels without being judged. Watch crappy 80's sitcoms and laugh mightily as you want to. In short, it's freedom.
But freedom comes with a price. And the price is somewhat high. Los Angeles isn't cheap. And it certainly isn't cheap alone. All the utilities are now entirely yours. The responsibility of taking out garbage and getting mail...entirely yours. If someone pissed in a corner...guess who did it? You have no become...a grown up. Especially in a big city like L.A. There are so many factors of the world that come into your life as you live alone. You get attuned to certain aggravation now. For instance, you can no longer be as patient as you want to be when the internet goes dead. Or they're working on the boiler so there isn't hot water.
Internet use to bother me. It doesn't anymore. In fact, I don't even have it at my home anymore. See, it's another excessive "want" that doesn't fall into "need." And therefore, is expendable. I like parceling out the essentials in life. And living well beneath my means...if need be.
The other day, I did FINALLY get my gas pilot light lit. It took 3 weeks and the coordination of more people than I was expecting. These are things you must deal with when you live alone.
I do enjoy the silence now. I get a lot of work done. In my previous place, I never did see my roommate. I made it so that I never had to. Cooked and stayed on my side. Living together alone. But, their presence is always in the back of your mind. You have to consider them, even if you never see them. Living alone is a HUGE burden I never knew existed. I knew I felt cohabitation was overbearing. You still had to sidestep so many things (doesn't bear going over here).
I'm really liking it so far. I visit Big Lots a lot and buy bricka-brack (an old term meaning "crap"). And, the independence I feel is worth the small bump in living expenses. I guess there is a price tag for peace of mind. But oddly enough, I don't feel it as bad as I thought I would (being a cheap S.O.B. that I am).
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