AIDS Day Ripoff

So the 1st of December is World Aids Day now. What must I do, get HIV and join the fucking party?

“Africa is the continent with the most HIV infected people and orphans”. No shit Sherlock! How long did that one take you to figure out? How many overpaid morons were sent door to door to take a survey?

“You can make a difference”. Kiss my ass I can. These people don’t need my lousy 10c, they need the scientists to get off their overweight butts and find a fucking cure! (See previous blog for a ranting on THAT one…) I strongly believe that it would take only a short while to find a cure. They’re taking so long, because they need to find a med that will keep you ill! The money is in the medicine, not in the cure! AIDS is milti-trillion dollar industry, why the fuck would they want to find a cure if they have money?

This has been such a long week for me. So much money had to be spent on all sorts of shite. So much fighting had to be done. Why can’t life just be simple? I’ll tell ya why. Because humans think they’re smart, and they make life more complicated than it needs to be. That’s why. Everyone is always trying to screw everyone else. What ever happened to killing?

Rome didn’t become a great empire by having meetings and going to court! They did so by killing all of those that opposed them.

Random thought of the day: When in doubt, drink beer.

Black and White

Today, I went to see a specialist about my breathing problems. I’ve had nasal and upper air tract trouble for as long as I can remember.

So yesterday’s CT scan results were scrutinized and discussed. At least I don’t need an operation. So some blood was drawn, and we’ll hear in a bit for how many things I’m allergic to. Whoohoo.

Other than that, I bought an air cooler which uses ice to cool the air down. How awesome is that? A cheapskate aircon! The evenings are extremely hot as of late, mainly because we haven’t had any rain yet, so we’re suffering pretty heavily. The heat has been giving me headaches, and I NEVER get headaches, so it’s pretty bad.

Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday, I really need this weekend. It looks like I might make some extra dosh on Saturday, which is always a plus. Money is so freaking scarce in this place, unless of course, you’re a black citizen. The law all but prohibits white people from getting work in South Africa.

They blame it all on Apartheid, which, just by the way, was something MY GRANDPARENTS did. Not me, I was too young. I grew up in the so called “New South Africa”. Kiss my ass; the new SA is nothing other than whites being oppressed instead of the blacks. But you know what? I don’t care. Because white people work much harder, they understand things better, and they generally have more and better experience. So trying to get rid of us won’t work. And killing us all won’t work either, because America, Australia and Europe are full of whites. And once we’re all dead, you’ll have to beg those countries for their knowledge.

So stop being a bunch of bickering, lazy fucks, pull your fingers out of your asses, stop feeling sorry for oppression that you never even had, and rather study hard instead of stealing shit. Then maybe we’ll treat you like equals. I can’t live with morons, I’m sorry.

Educated blacks are welcome in my home. If they bathe, know stuff and actually do the work they get paid for, I’m more than willing to be their friend. But a lazy squatter motherfucker who rapes WHITE WOMEN because he believes it will cure his AIDS must stay the fuck away; I will shoot him and dump his body somewhere. The cops won’t find me, because they’re all a bunch of lazy ignorant uneducated pieces of shit too.

So guess what. It’s not YOUR country. It’s OUR country. How long do you think you can keep fucking stuff up before there isn’t a country left?

Anyway.

I’m listening to some Rammstein at the moment; their Reise Reise album is so cool! Not as good as Mutter, but this one has a different vibe to it. Moskau is definitely my favourite track on it, if only for that woman’s cute voice. Saturday is rehearsal as well, I’m looking forwards to it. I miss my Tamas.

Random thought for the day: What you can’t see is your disease.

Another day in Paradise

Blogger for MS Word. How interesting.

Well, let’s see how this one works, shall we? Most tricks don’t in the modern time. Which reminds me.

Hehehe, prepare to be blogged…

Since around 100 years ago, no really helpful vaccinations have come to light. Doctors don’t cure shit, do they? It’s avian flu, SARS (South African Revenue Services?), AIDS, TB, Herpes (which is new and improved now), Alzeimers, Parkinsons, etc etc etc.

Doctors are useless, scientists are even more so. They sit in their labs, get their fat paycheques, and see what happens when they mix swimming pool chlorine and milk. Then they write this big assed thesis on the chemical makeup and shit, when all school kids already know what a chlorine bomb is.

Why don’t they use some of that money that they bought their BMW’s with, and purchase a brain so they can help the millions of people who have contracted HIV, which is a virus that their stupid fuck forerunners invented? Yes, it was a chicken pox vaccine that got a mind of it’s own.

HIV is a plastic virus, which is why we can’t seem to zap it. We made a monster with a tiny genius mind that keeps eluding us.

In short, we’re all gonna die.

And it’s such a nice day out too.

Random thought of the day: Life is like a box of ammo…

Well, a lot has happened in the last little while. We moved into the new spot on Saturday, so there are plenty of boxes (empty, halfway and full) all over the show. Most of the furniture has been moved into their proper spots, so at least we can walk around the house without too much of a hassle.

Barrick has made an offer to purchase Placer Dome, whom I work for. This is concerning, since a takeover means loss of jobs. Especially in our case, since we're just a satellite office. So I'm a teeny bit nervous. But I did submit my CV around a bit, I'm quite positive that I'll get something with ease considering my yonks of experience.

I've been wanting to change jobs anyway, get out of the Placer world. They've been good for me, but 7 years at the same place with the same people gets a bit much after a while! So this might just prove to be a blessing in disguise.

In the meantime, I also have to find a rehearsal room for the band now. My parents have sold their plot, and they will be outta there end of January. So that means we won't have anywhere to rehearse! I've been chatting with another band, and they're keen on sharing a room with us if we help soundproof the place, which I think is an awesome deal to cut, since we'd like a soundproof rehearsal room very much indeed!

Been meeting some friends for drinks on Wednesdays, it's been helping a lot for the stress and whatnot. I never knew how important it was to have other male friends, and no woman around sitting in on the conversation. It's very relaxing, I get home and I feel great. Then the next morning, it feels okay to be at work, instead of me wanting to bash my boss' head in with a broken off lead steam pipe. Yes, I am that creative when it comes to assault and grevious bodily harm...

Random thought of the day: It only takes one fart to clear an entire room of people. Sometimes the smallest of things can yield the coolest results.