Have y'all seen the new Dilbert comic strip? Asok is now gay, despite having shown interest in women over the past twenty years, because Scott Adams is protesting the Supreme Court of India's decision to not review the legality of the totally unenforceable law banning gay sex. A law that, by the way, has been around since 1860. 154 years the law has been around, the Dilbert comic has been around for 25 years, and it's just now that Scott Adams is offended. I'm confused.
He's not troubled by the organised rape gangs, the thousands of girls that are abducted every year and sold into sex slavery in Pakistan, ongoing civil war in the North East with Maoist guerrillas that's been raging for decades, 60 years of constant warfare with Pakistan over a totally uninhabitable glacier that has seen millions killed, sex-selective abortion and female infanticide that kill millions every year. Nope. He's all of a sudden offended by a 154 year old law that can't be enforced because there's no way to know who's having sex with whom unless one of the parties involved is a moron and goes to the police station to confess.
Why is he offended now? Why not any time in the previous 25 years? And why is he offended by a law that is impossible to enforce unless people actually have sex in public for all to see when there are millions of people dying in India every year because of the thousands of other problems they have? If you ask me, and this is just me, throwing babies into trash bins because they are girls is much more offensive than a law that says "you can't have sex with certain people, but if I turn and look the other way no one will stop you."
And why choose to create two Dilbert comics in a row that contain no jokes, no levity, just overt insults aimed at a billion people? He didn't even TRY to work the total retcon of one of the main characters into a story, he just came out and did it out in the open.
Don't forget, this is the same Scott Adams who a few years ago made a joke about a gay employee dating an entire soccer team and scamming the company. And now he's getting pissy over a 154 year old law that hasn't stopped anyone from having sex before and won't stop anyone from having sex in the future.
I think he's starting to become senile in his old age. After all, Scott Adams did produce a long, cuss-filled rant about how he basically wants 60+% of the human race to be brutally murdered for not allowing him to kill his father who died naturally minutes after he posted the rant! We're not talking about someone who is acting rationally anymore.
I've noticed a decline in the past few years in the quality of Dilbert, but this is the first time Scott said "fuck it, creativity is too hard, I'm just taking one of my online rants and putting it into a comic." I have little hope this will blow over and I can get back to laughing at obfuscating customer service and incompetent bosses. I think maybe Dilbert has run its course and there is nothing new left to say about this bespectacled engineer.
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Thursday, December 20, 2012
The End of the World
In the great film Alexander, Hephaestion, Alexander's life long companion, asks Alexander "What would you do if you ever reached the end of the world?" At the other end of the world, near the International Date Line it is already 2 PM on Friday. Friday, 21 December 2012, the end of the world. According to some people, tomorrow (or today in some places that are already tomorrow) will be the last day ever, or something. To be fair, I had my own story "The L", which I began writing in 2006, have the end of the world begin tomorrow, when The Pinnacle Research Group initiated a global disaster from Bouvet Island. In my story the 21st is only the beginning of the end of the world, with the world not ending completely until fifteen years later after great tribulations have claimed five billion lives and ravaged the surface of the Earth.
It has been six years since I began my mystical career in January 2006, and started writing The Urban Mystic in February that same year (on AOL, which no longer exits, so you cannot access past archives which I have saved). It has been five years since I had my first taste of radical Freedom, One Taste, in January 2007, when the world was on the inside and my eyes were on the outside and my self was blasted across the face of the Kosmos. It has been four years since Christmas 2008 when I had a dream about the end of the world, 21 December 2012, where balls of light came to Earth and began erasing everything they touched. It has been nearly two years since I discovered My Little Pony, something that has really touched me and helped affect my life for the better. I have made predictions: the "Arab Spring", genetically modified viruses that mimic psychotropic drugs, the "Great Winter of 2010", among others. These past six years have been full of ups and downs, but I wouldn't trade them for the life I lived before.
Now, it seems like it is the end of the world. This year I was told that I need to make sacrifices to enter the next phase of my mystical career. The choice is mine, but it is a choice between being a mystic and living a normal life, and it is the greatest choice of my life, and the most difficult. A mirror reflects everything that falls on it, without altering the thing it is reflecting or becoming attached to it. A mirror mind, the mind of enlightenment, is the same. Cutting the fetters of attachment is necessary for enlightenment, and there are a few that seem too well entrenched in my psyche to be cut loose. If I go down this path farther I must deal with the death of the small self and all the little things it has accumulated over the years. What's really interesting is, I was told this would happen in the beginning! I was told in 2006 I would have these choices to make in 2012. I was told what to expect and when to expect it, and I failed to notice until most of the signs already passed and it was too late to prepare, just yesterday. Regardless of what happens in the external world tomorrow, it may well be the end of the world for my little self.
Come what may, it will be for the best. It has been a wonderful time, dear couple of readers (actually about 20 a day). I love you all.
Always Love.
It has been six years since I began my mystical career in January 2006, and started writing The Urban Mystic in February that same year (on AOL, which no longer exits, so you cannot access past archives which I have saved). It has been five years since I had my first taste of radical Freedom, One Taste, in January 2007, when the world was on the inside and my eyes were on the outside and my self was blasted across the face of the Kosmos. It has been four years since Christmas 2008 when I had a dream about the end of the world, 21 December 2012, where balls of light came to Earth and began erasing everything they touched. It has been nearly two years since I discovered My Little Pony, something that has really touched me and helped affect my life for the better. I have made predictions: the "Arab Spring", genetically modified viruses that mimic psychotropic drugs, the "Great Winter of 2010", among others. These past six years have been full of ups and downs, but I wouldn't trade them for the life I lived before.
Now, it seems like it is the end of the world. This year I was told that I need to make sacrifices to enter the next phase of my mystical career. The choice is mine, but it is a choice between being a mystic and living a normal life, and it is the greatest choice of my life, and the most difficult. A mirror reflects everything that falls on it, without altering the thing it is reflecting or becoming attached to it. A mirror mind, the mind of enlightenment, is the same. Cutting the fetters of attachment is necessary for enlightenment, and there are a few that seem too well entrenched in my psyche to be cut loose. If I go down this path farther I must deal with the death of the small self and all the little things it has accumulated over the years. What's really interesting is, I was told this would happen in the beginning! I was told in 2006 I would have these choices to make in 2012. I was told what to expect and when to expect it, and I failed to notice until most of the signs already passed and it was too late to prepare, just yesterday. Regardless of what happens in the external world tomorrow, it may well be the end of the world for my little self.
Come what may, it will be for the best. It has been a wonderful time, dear couple of readers (actually about 20 a day). I love you all.
Always Love.
Monday, August 3, 2009
C'est la Vie, 3 August 2009
This is too funny not to share (you may have to click on the image to see it completely, depending on your screen resolution).
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