Want to kill America? Join the Occupy Movement!

You might have noticed that I haven't written much in the past year. Although there has been plenty to write about, I just haven't been inspired to. Who wants to listen to some shadowy figure living in State College via Pittsburgh?

Anyway, it took the extreme opposite of the Tea Party to get me inspired. Way to go, morons.

Democrats who once ran to your side suddenly can't run away from you fast enough. Like I said, what once was a movement that people could get behind has become a massive black eye for the country, and the rest of the world.

I watched a uStream video today as some guy walked around the streets of NYC aimlessly recording the day's events. I watched for about 30 minutes, and in all that time I saw David Icke throwing his support behind the movement. For those of you who don't know, Icke believes that reality really isn't reality at all, rather what our minds perceive to be reality. He also believes that Queen Elizabeth II is a shape-shifting, reptilian space alien, hence the design of this t-shirt over at Wear Science!

Also in the forementioned video, I saw people walking around with a socialist flag, a Soviet flag, meanwhile dragging the flag of the US of A on the ground. Somehow dragging Old Glory through the mud is patriotic.

Most of you who did go to college have degrees in disciplines like art history, literature, and puppetry of all things. Some of you might have actual degrees that make a difference in life, but those of you who went to college just to get a degree in a discipline that is the equivalent to basket weaving need to stop blaming Wall Street for your inability to find a job and start blaming yourselves for being absolute morons to begin with. As my father once told me, sometimes you need to forget about your dreams, find a job and get to work.

Anyway, the problem with those of you in the OWS movement isn't that you're unemployed; it's that your unemployable.

Okay, guys -- enough is enough.

First it was the Tea Party. Now it's the Occupy Whatever-neck-of-the-woods-you-happen-to-be-living-in Movement.

I'm going to say this to both parties. You have much more in common than you realize, but you're both going about it the wrong way. You clowns over in the Tea Party can peruse my blog to find out exactly what I think of you. But you goons over in the Occupy Movement, what do you really think will happen by taking a nice, steaming dump on some sidewalk in a public park? Or destroying public and private property (that would be property that does not belong to you)? Or murdering somebody? Or running around naked?

I'm all for free speech, the freedom of assembly, sticking up for the little guy and giving the finger to multi-national corporations like Monsanto, but what you're doing is wrong. There's nothing even remotely patriotic or American about stopping a local business from functioning, interrupting the free flow of goods to people, violence, and now, murder. What was once a movement that many Americans could identify with has become yet another social and civil rights embarrassment for the country, and it's only going to get worse.

And will you please stop referring to yourselves as the "99"? You're nowhere near that. You might be somewhere around 8% if you're lucky. Also, you would be wise to take a lesson from history; occupations always fail.

And you rightwingers thought I only spoke out about rightwing violence. Shame on you!

So long, Harold!

After three doomsday prophecies failed to come to fruition, the most recent of which was on October 21, Harold Camping has finally decided to call it a career and withdraw from the public eye.

The alarming thing is, even after the last prophecy failed, Camping still had followers who dedicate their lives to his teachings. Quite sad, really.

Anyway, I hope that Harold has at least one shred of honesty left and will reimburse all the millions of dollars that he duped his followers into giving to him so he could afford his mini kingdom. I doubt he has anything left but bitterness and resentment, but it never hurts to hope.

Good riddance, Harold.