A bit of Randomness

This particular entry has no specific theme and it's likely to bother or upset people of a gentle nature due to the rambling, scattered way my brain seems to work.

First on the agenda tonight ...

Prostitutes and Pornography

What the hell is the difference? Hookers get paid to have sex and porn stars get paid to have sex. The only real difference I can see is that the hookers don't usually have people watching them have sex.

I don't think it can be based on looks, most porn stars are pretty and I'm sure there are a few hookers out there that are pretty. Both classes of umm .. "working women" have their fair share of, shall we say, less than desirable features.

Is it the fact that porn stars have a camera and light crew and a director, while hookers only have a back alley dumpster or a car's back seat and a pimp?

Next is ...

Burger King and Diet Coke

When I was 18, I was an assistant manager at a burger king.
It would always amaze me when people that could barely fit through the door would come to the counter, order 2 double whoppers with extra cheese, a large fry and a Diet Coke.

Do you honestly think that drinking the diet coke is going to save your jello ass?
Instead of ordering a diet coke with your 8000 calorie mid-afternoon snack, why don't you take your ass to the gym ... or at the least stop using the handicap go-carts at walmart because your too damned lazy to walk.

Also on my mind is ...

Africa

I'm sick and tired of being politically correct about our "African-American" countrymen (and women). If you were born in this country or if you came here Legally and applied for citizenship then you are my countrymen ... meaning AMERICAN, not African American.
First of all Africa is a continent, not a country. South Africa is a country and I have yet to hear anyone say they are South African American. I've heard Irish American or Mexican American but I don't get this whole African American thing. How can someone claim an entire continent, made up of dozens of different countries and little republics, as their place of origin?

Honestly I think its kind of pretentious. I don't go around calling myself Italian American because my great great grandfather moved here from Italy. Or if I were to follow their example I would be European American. It irks me.

When you come right down to it, not a single person living here in America today is a native of this land. If I remember my history correctly, the first people to live in or on or around the North American area, 1000's of years ago, came here by crossing the ice bridge from Russia. so not even they can claim to be native because they came here from somewhere else too.

Regardless of whether your Asian American, European American, Middle-Eastern American or African American, your still AMERICAN, so lets drop the bullshit racial dividers and segregating pronouns and all just be happy to be AMERICANS and shut the hell up. And if I can't wear a kilt or toga to work then you should not be allowed to wear those silly ass robes and dingy little hats, the tribesmen in Africa wore hundreds of years ago.

Next up ...

Lung Cancer and Smoking.

Who the hell makes up the statistic's for all the crusading do-gooders? The MAD people will tell you that more people die each year from drunk driving than anything else. The anti-smoking crowd will tell you that cigarettes killed more, and the anti-war hippies just smoke a lot of pot and forget what they were saying.

Yes, smoking may cause health problems, so does driving too fast, eating too much red meat, drinking too much, using too much salt, not using enough salt, not washing your hands enough ... the list could go on for hours.

I smoke.
It's a personal choice.
I don't smoke in the house or around the kids.
Leave me alone and quit preaching at me.
And next time you decide to get up on your soap box and tell me how I'm killing myself by smoking, try putting down the super-extra thick burger, large fries and diet coke, first.

I'm tired, it's late and I have to work in the morning so I'll stop now, recharge my batteries, smoke a cig, and get back to bitching tomorrow.