Pepperidge Farm remembers!

As you may tell from some of my other blogs, I have the ability to rant. And rant. And rant. I consider it something of a superpower, a gift, and a curse all rolled into one. I try to use it wisely, but I have moments….okay, days….okay, weeks…where it’s used for anything and everything that irritates me.

Enter my exposure to the “Pepperidge Farm Remembers” meme. It cracked me up. And since I’m in a foul mood, it’s time for a rant, Oppa Pepperidge Style.

Do you remember:
When people used to be polite to each other?
When people didn’t have their head rammed so far up their phone’s ass they avoided getting run over by cars?
When we held politicians to a higher moral standard than celebrities?
When politicians actually did their fucking job and represented the interests of the people?
When the MTA actually ran a fucking train on time?
When the MTA did actual repair work on time and under budget?
When your job paid you what you’re REALLY worth?
When people used phones to……GASP…make actual phone calls?
When AOL was all the rage?
When ISPs didn’t throttle your service to get more money out of you?
When Nazis were people you stomped out on sight?
When charter schools were seen as the utter shit they are?
When we had a president that wasn’t a complete fucking retard that needs to be thrown out of office now?
When Congress didn’t spend millions on a bullshit investigation into embassy attacks to cover up the fact they voted to cut the embassy budget 2 years in a row, hence being directly responsible for the entire mess?
When Cabinet appointees were actually…shudder…qualified for the positions they were nominated for?
When it dawned on people that saving the environment was important?
When people didn’t take opioids like they’re going out of style?
When owning a gun meant you were a responsible gun owner and not some random asshole who got it at a gun show because he or she could?
When “No” actually meant “No” and not some imaginary bullshit that meant the opposite?
When a high school diploma got you a job that could support a family and buy a house?
When people realized the danger of credit cards and didn’t use them as much?
When singers actually wrote their own songs with real, understandable lyrics?
When music wasn’t all just pop garbage spewed out to make money?
When being part of a family owned company meant you felt like a part of their family, and vice versa?
When the government at least made the faรงade of an attempt to respect the rights of Native Americans and the land they were forced onto?
When banks helped you save money for the future and not hit you with fees for every fucking thing?

Pepperidge Farm remembers.

I can keep going, but I think you get the picture.

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I live! And some random thoughts for you.

I’m baaaaaaaaaaaack. Did you miss me? Probably not. But it’s cool. I’ll let that slide. ๐Ÿ™‚

So a few things on my mind on this hot as fuck July day here in NYC. The humidity is what’s really doing people in. Ugh, just ugh. Well, let’s get to the fun stuff.

I saw Spider-Man: Homecoming. Good movie. Tom Holland does a good job as young Peter. Michael Keaton was AWESOME as Vulture (even thought he was never called that). Bokeem Woodbine has always been a steadily good actor, and his role as Keaton’s second in command confirms this. Someone get him a feature part, or at least a co-star role in something with a budget.

And why was everyone bitching about Zendaya as MJ? I think she did a great job having been given a way too over the top emo character. Seriously, they really needed to tone that shit down. Less emo, more real emotion and she was set. And was Ned supposed to be Ned Leeds? Perhaps there’s a hint of a Hobgoblin appearance in a future movie. I’m down for that.

AND THAT CONEY ISLAND SCENE. YES! YES! YES!

Also watched the Power Rangers reboot movie. I normally don’t watch those things, since I hate reboots (Hollywood, gimme original material, FFS!), but it wasn’t too bad overall. But they did a huge disservice to Zordon by making him such a dick. -50 points for that. And the Rangers armor looked like bootleg Iron Man armor. Ug-ly.

The new Doctor has been announced, and it’s a woman. I lost track of Doctor Who before Season 11 really started, so I have no personal opinion on her casting. Let her talent determine her reception. But there are the fuckwits who are losing their tiny minds over the fact the new Doctor regenerated into a woman.

Really? Fucking REALLY? Here’s a show about time travel, aliens, vampires, semi-sentient phone booths, genocidal robots, statues that will kill you if you’re not looking at them, and a woman in love with a female fucking reptilian, and THIS is what you’re pissed about? Fuck outta here with that shit.

And there’s the other side, who think this doesn’t go far enough to give women a bigger role in tv. Yo, the Doctor’s archenemy is now a woman, the most recent companion was a black lesbian, and now we have a female Doctor. The fuck else do you want? Change takes time, and the show is already ahead of the curve. Hakuna your tatas and enjoy what’s being done. And yes, I’m looking at you, Anita Sarkeesian.

I’m also officially not buying Diablo 3 for PC anytime soon. Fuck you, Blizzard, for releasing untested, unfinished content for money and immediately having to patch it because you mental midgets don’t know how to playtest your shit. Learn how to debug your product, you blithering idiots.

I’ve kept up my writing, though now it’s being spread across 7 different stories at the moment. Yes, I can’t focus on any one of them, but I am writing, so that’s the more important part.

And my ability to focus on this is at an end, so I’ll catch y’all later.

Some random thoughts while I go to make dinner…..

I have a follower! Hello, person from WordPress. Glad to see you find what I post interesting enough to want to know when I post more. I’m here very infrequently, so keep your eyes peeled. ๐Ÿ™‚

On the subject of dinner, it’s going to be a loaded Nutribullet. Yes, David Wolfe is a fucking lunatic who talks out of his ass, but it’s the only way I can stomach veggies. And what I make is pretty tasty, so there’s that.

I’ve been writing quite a bit lately offline. Yes, I’m one of those crazy people that writes using pen and paper in addition to on a computer. I’m a legit fossil. ๐Ÿ™‚ But when I look at what I’ve been writing, it’s been a big stack of wish fulfillment. It’s probably due to how rough things are for me at home, but that’s how things roll on occasion. It might change once things improve for me. We’ll see.

For a change of pace, I switched from Diablo 3 to Skyrim on my 360. I forgot how fun it was to play. The kill shots are a kick, and the aiming is fun, especially when you put an arrow in someone’s head. What, did you think I’d say knee? Come on, arrows to the knee are just so 2013…

I smell pizza. I had pizza yesterday, but the odor still lingers. Dammit, no pizza 2 days in a row! I gotta cut back on the carbs and cheese a little.

I follow politics a little, and I keep my responses on my Facebook page. This blog is more for the assorted other shit that pops into my head or needs to be said. Oh, don’t worry. Those who know me IRL and in other online areas know my take on things. I just need to keep this clear of that. Other things need to take priority.

Well, time to actually make dinner. Peace and chicken grease!