A Bunch of Dicks

Hexagonal Shelves

Here are a couple things I have in my house that I really love. The first is a set of hexagonal shelves. They are loaded full of my favorite frogs (I collect them, or I used to, I guess) and three cool Coke-a-Cola glass bottles. The first bottle is a Class of 2003 (yes, I'm 12, I graduated high school in '03). The next is a 1980 National Championship Georgia Bulldogs bottle, and the last is one I got the other day. It was really cool to find a glass bottle coke. They just taste better in glass! Forgive the horrid wallpaper--I rent.

The other is a double-sided, curved, three-tier picture frame. It has some awesome pictures in it from Fort Pulaski. It sits on the mantle by the University of Georgia Sanford Stadium panoramic I took. Yeah.

Perdy

Because I rent, there were about a million plants here that were here when I got here. And I hate most of them. Especially this one. I really want to take out a bunch of them because it would be much easier to cut the grass. Ugh. But, I don't have the balls to ask the landlord. So, anyway, I took this picture of this really pretty flower. It is one of the only plants here that is actually pretty. It's sort of a miracle, actually, because I don't water any of these plants, in the silent hope they might just die and disappear. So, the fact that this flower even made it to blooming is pretty good. I thought the little trouper deserved a blog.

Wave Your Flag

Apparently, someone shares my opinion. Some kid (I say kid, he's 18 now) is battling his school's Confederate Flag ban. "I am fighting for my heritage and my rights as a Southerner and an American," he said. Well, right on! Anyone who thinks the Confederate Flag is offensive is offending me. The Confederate Flag represents history. It is a true and honest fact. And it is many-a-Southerner's heritage. We had great-greats that fought in that war and risked their lives for the Confederation. And, yes, the Civil War became a fight to end slavery, but the people of the South fought for their rights and freedom and for States' rights. They fought for what they believed in, something most people cannot say for themselves today. I'm really proud of that kid in the article above. He isn't fighting only for his right to free speech, which this clearly is. (Again, we're talking free speech with a disclaimer.) He's fighting against his discrimination. He is clearly a victim of reverse discrimination: his lawsuit wants to know why "other symbols aren't banned, including the Mexican flag, the Canadian flag, political campaign buttons and images of Martin Luther King Jr." I would like to know the answer to that question, too.

The Majority Minority

White Americans will no longer be the minority--by as soon as 2042. And, quite frankly, I'm looking forward to it. I'm so damned sick of all these foul cries of discrimination. He said she said, and you're guilty until proven innocent. And the fuck-off who accused you, and slandered your good name, gets a big, fat settlement. I'm tired of being discriminated against because I'm white. Yes, reverse discrimination is alive and well. And I'm just sick to death of this bullshit. I'm sick of there being a Black History Month but no White History Month. I'm tired of seeing signs in Spanish instead of English--not even in addition to English, just purely in Spanish. I'm tired of there being an NAACP but no association for the advancement of non-colored people. I'm tired of being unable to say what I want and do what I want without being prosecuted by some money-hungry, lazy ass whore who won't fucking work to support her five children by different daddies. I am irate at the disclaimer that comes with the 1st Amendment: You have the right to free speech, as long as no one is offended by it. Last I saw, there was no disclaimer in the Bill of Rights. So, yeah, I'm looking forward to being a minority because some shit is going to change around here, or I'm fucking leaving.