A couple of rants, comin at ya
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After reading that, all I can think is, what a heartless son of a bitch corporation. I usually detest the human interest articles , but just what happened seemed so terrible. I just hate the idea of them taking the plane ticket money too. Just wow.
I remembered what was the weird thing about traveling. Everyone I met seemed quite intimidated immediately after I told them what I do. Is it really that odd? I had more than a few people just give me this intense stare, and then go talk with someone else. And I didn't even go off on philosophy or oil that much!
So after the strikes here, there is war in the banlieus. For those not in the know, the banlieus are basically the suburbs of Paris. Some of them are rich, but some are definitely very sketchy. Well, just dangerous. So the other night, in front of my friend's house actually, a police car got into an accident with two teenagers on motorbikes. Both of the teenagers died, and the community has gone into an uprising against the police, claiming that it was intentional. So there are crazy amounts of police out there, kids setting fire to cars, and apparently explosions and gunfire. Nutty. I'm glad Paris the city is damn near completely safe from it.
What I've found really weird is that when reading horoscopes (astrological, Chinese calender, etc...) I completely disagree with the nature of it. I mean, after a philosophy of science course, I can't possible see why they would be right, and I see where all the mistakes they make come from. That being said, whenever I read one (I'm a Virgo and a Pig), it is damn near spot on. I was reading one last night and it was damn scary how much it pegged me. It's nowhere near as close as the personality testing I did, but still, for just knowing my birthdate it had a lot of true information.
Ok, something that really pissed me off tonight. I went to do my laundry, and there was a homeless guy in there. Of course, he insisted on speaking to me, I dunno why that always happens. I pulled off the "Mon Francaise n'est pas tres bien" fairly convincingly, but he knew enough English to continue talking. So I meekly ducked out to get my groceries. Anywho, I come back to do the dryer trick, and what do I see? The first thing that catches my eye are the benches out of array, the second thing was the utter stench. Ok, so the dude is trying to sleep in there, I don't really appreciate it, but I guess I can see why. Then what do I see all over the floor? What looks like either piss or beer, with a bunch of cigarette butts as well, which I know weren't there earlier. Not to mention what looks like shit on one of the other benches. Now, I've got a problem.
I mean, I guess this is precisely the reason why I detest so many of the homeless people. They don't seem to respect anyone else, so why the hell should I help them? What also pisses me off is when I get talking with a few of the liberal Frenchies. They will go on and on to me about how we have to support everyone and everyone should be equal (even if we actually aren't, and I've gotten them to admit that). Well you know what? I don't see you volunteering at the homeless shelter. Giving taxes is one thing, but put up or shut up I say.
Not too much else at the moment, but I know I have a few other rants left. I'll let the nicotine depraved rage build up some more, and then take it out on my keyboard.
Hope all is well with everyone!
After reading that, all I can think is, what a heartless son of a bitch corporation. I usually detest the human interest articles , but just what happened seemed so terrible. I just hate the idea of them taking the plane ticket money too. Just wow.
I remembered what was the weird thing about traveling. Everyone I met seemed quite intimidated immediately after I told them what I do. Is it really that odd? I had more than a few people just give me this intense stare, and then go talk with someone else. And I didn't even go off on philosophy or oil that much!
So after the strikes here, there is war in the banlieus. For those not in the know, the banlieus are basically the suburbs of Paris. Some of them are rich, but some are definitely very sketchy. Well, just dangerous. So the other night, in front of my friend's house actually, a police car got into an accident with two teenagers on motorbikes. Both of the teenagers died, and the community has gone into an uprising against the police, claiming that it was intentional. So there are crazy amounts of police out there, kids setting fire to cars, and apparently explosions and gunfire. Nutty. I'm glad Paris the city is damn near completely safe from it.
What I've found really weird is that when reading horoscopes (astrological, Chinese calender, etc...) I completely disagree with the nature of it. I mean, after a philosophy of science course, I can't possible see why they would be right, and I see where all the mistakes they make come from. That being said, whenever I read one (I'm a Virgo and a Pig), it is damn near spot on. I was reading one last night and it was damn scary how much it pegged me. It's nowhere near as close as the personality testing I did, but still, for just knowing my birthdate it had a lot of true information.
Ok, something that really pissed me off tonight. I went to do my laundry, and there was a homeless guy in there. Of course, he insisted on speaking to me, I dunno why that always happens. I pulled off the "Mon Francaise n'est pas tres bien" fairly convincingly, but he knew enough English to continue talking. So I meekly ducked out to get my groceries. Anywho, I come back to do the dryer trick, and what do I see? The first thing that catches my eye are the benches out of array, the second thing was the utter stench. Ok, so the dude is trying to sleep in there, I don't really appreciate it, but I guess I can see why. Then what do I see all over the floor? What looks like either piss or beer, with a bunch of cigarette butts as well, which I know weren't there earlier. Not to mention what looks like shit on one of the other benches. Now, I've got a problem.
I mean, I guess this is precisely the reason why I detest so many of the homeless people. They don't seem to respect anyone else, so why the hell should I help them? What also pisses me off is when I get talking with a few of the liberal Frenchies. They will go on and on to me about how we have to support everyone and everyone should be equal (even if we actually aren't, and I've gotten them to admit that). Well you know what? I don't see you volunteering at the homeless shelter. Giving taxes is one thing, but put up or shut up I say.
Not too much else at the moment, but I know I have a few other rants left. I'll let the nicotine depraved rage build up some more, and then take it out on my keyboard.
Hope all is well with everyone!
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