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C-O-N-spiracy, I tells ya!

So A friend, (at least I think he’s a friend) tries to call me out by making a thread (at another board…) entitled : “For Tattooed Dad – the Ultimate Conspiracy Film” and posts a link to an excerpt from “Zeitgeist – The Movie” – a movie, which while I haven’t seen it, I will eventually watch. One must remain informed, I believe. I did not say that I would believe that which they feed me…just that I would watch it.

Well, in the ensuing thread, people said some pretty fucking stupid ass things. As I did not wish to bloody up my friend’s house (he runs the fora where this happened), I chose to send him the following email.

(Names have been excised to protect the guilty)

For both of our sakes, I shall refrain from responding to the conspiracy post in public.
I am not, as I’m sure you are aware, a conspiracy nut. I keep an open mind, and draw conclusions based upon the evidence provided, my own observations, and my admittedly cynical view of human nature.

However, when undereducated, wal mart shopping, white trash talking, non honorable people call those who exercise their freedom of speech (even if they do so by pointing out strange “coincidences” and asking you to think about them) “terrorists” and “worse than Al Queda”, I find myself wishing to fall back on my own backwoods raising, and convince them of the error of their ways via the use of a nail studded 2×4.

Please understand, my brother, that my fury is NOT directed at you.
Peace would not be served by my responding there, so I must share why I shall not rise to your poke in private.

When I do see you, I am, however, gonna open a kinger can o’ whoopass on ya! };-)

To be sure, I am open to all ideas, and listen closely, fact check (to the best of my ability), and make my own decisions. I do not believe in anything just because someone says it’s so. That’s for republicans, democrats, and greens.

Willful ignorance pisses me off almost as much as….

Well, the only thing that gets my dander up as much is violence directed at children.

Well, that and bad porn.

A Thousand Little Pricks…

Some peeps have asked about my tagline: “A Thousand Little Pricks…”
What does it mean?
It means many things.
Getting a tattoo is a series of little pinpricks, after which you are rewarded with a piece of art.
Making a baby is the result of a thousand little pricks swimming upstream until they find the egg and pierce it.
Children can be little pricks.
Parenting is a thousand little pricks of happiness, sadness, hope and despair. Each day as a parent you feel each and every one.

My original hopes for this site was to be a gathering place for non trad dads – writers, musicians, actors, artists, the guy who works overnights, so he can be home with his kids during the day. The programmer who works from home so he can be available to his kids. The salesman who has to travel, and be away from his kids – and hates every minute of it.
That brings us to the last meaning: every dad is (sometimes) a prick (just ask their wives). The men, the fathers, the dads I wanted to gather together in a support system – a learning system –
they are

A Thousand Little Pricks.

Together, we can be more. We can change the way the society looks at men who care for their children first, and conventional “wisdom” last.

Kicking it Xmas style

UPDATE: I fixed the bloody songs. Why can’t I ever post an MP3 right the first time?Damn it. Chag beat to it.

I’d been planning on posting some favorite Christmas tunes, and he goes and does a whole list. Now that I’ve gotten the hard drive sorted out, I can start mine. I swing different though. I’m going to post 2 songs each day between now and then. At least he didn’t hurt my list all that much.

First I gotta tell you, that the holiday period gets kinda bizarre for me. As a non christian, it galls me that I gotta deal with it. Yet, due to the cultural conditioning we all are subject to, I get all of the pavlovian responses. I want to get and give things, I want to spend time with my loved ones, I want a tree and lights (LOTS of lights!), I am both repulsed and attracted to the crazed level of consumption that occurs this time of year – more this year, because I work in the great temple of unneeded, overpriced, poorly made crap – the Mall.

Which tells you why this list is gonna be heavy on the parody side.
We’ll start with a classic from Bob Rivers – Wreck The Malls. I’d actually forgotten about this until it came up on shuffle at work after close the other night.

Wreck The Malls

Next is , as Chag said, one of the absolute best Christmas songs ever. Known mostly for songs other bands have covered (Mama, weer all crazzee now and C’mon, Feel the Noize), Slade is/was a fantastic band with amazing songwriting chops. Here’s “Merry Christmas, Everybody”.

Merry Christmas, Everybody

What are some of your favorites?