The Sleep Chart

What is with little tiny kids being up past midnight? I was at Walmart the other night, and spotted a family of four walking into the store, a baby was in the cart, and a toddler trailed behind them. The toddler acted annoyed and fussy, and the parents kept asking the boy, "What's with you?! Please co-operate with mommy and daddy tonight..." Jesus, the kid was barely four! You think that fuckin' kid should be up that late? Above is a diagram of the average sleep-times in five different stages of growth: newborn, one-year-old, four-year-olds, ten-year-olds, and finally, adult.

I don't care if the newborn in the scenario I described above was sleeping or not in its carrier, the fucking baby should have been in a crib. And don't give me this bullshit, "I had to get out of the house," or, "I needed to pick something up; it only took me a minute." If you can't afford a fucking babysitter, stay the fuck home! According to the chart, that toddler should have been in bed hours ago, yet their stupid parents had to go to the supermarket for like the fifth time that day. How irresponsible, erratic, and abusive that situation is! I'd say depriving your young ones of sleep is a clear definition of abuse; not letting them have their proper hours of rest can cause mood swings, and clearly that toddler was upset because he was exhausted.

Those kids are on one bumpy path to failure, I'd have to say. I mean, if you aren't teaching your children to follow the normal sleep patterns suggested by health officials, that is probably not the only thing you're are neglecting to instruct. Do you also let your kids drink pop all day, no water whatsoever? Do you let them play "Condemned" and other gory and scary video games they shouldn't be playing? That's like instructing your kids to light up a cigarette while watching a four-hour block of porn. Hell, why not let them eat candy for all seven meals you allow them to consume a day, or watch as they backyard wrestle and smack each other with heavy objects, or let the stupid neighbor kid come over with the crack-hookup light a table on fire, and pile-drive your kid through it! It's awful!

If I ever stereotype, it's all for a good reason; I am given numerous examples of stupidity every day to work with. You want people to stop making fun of you, become a real parent, and spank your kids!

Milk and Honey

Homelessness.

There's this woman I know, who, for some unknown reason, decided to open up to me that she was homeless and lived at a Red Cross shelter. She'll confront me at work, rambling about some work she just has to get done on the computer. She's homeless! What work are you doing that's that important?!

On a serious note, I have often wondered if our government really gives a damn about impoverished people because just off the top of my head, I can think of one solution that has promise...Anymore, cheap labor is the way to go! Our government has tried numerous times to pass a bill for a temporary work program that could provide assistance to Hispanic workers who have entered our country illegally, and Congress has declined on supporting the bill each time it is brought up. So why even worry about people that are not even from your country getting work when the employment rate in your own country is so down? Why not simply employ the homeless on a temporary work program, and believe me, there is work everywhere in the United States that needs to be done, and you're helping to bring, possible, living conditions to those who are seeking refuge in shelters, aiding them in getting balanced-out in life, and easing strain on the economy at the same time. There is still so much that needs to be cleaned up in New Orleans and non-profit organizations and a relaxed, FEMA-esque group of pan-handlers isn't getting the job done - hell, why not?!

And you wouldn't have to lay off temporary labor already called into duty, either. Katrina-relief isn't the only clean-up we have available. Knowing conservatives, though, this project has already been labelled a risk, considering all the background checks you'll have to perform, the massive build-up of paperwork, and, of course, these people will seek benefits, and the social security issue of employing people who don't have well-established credit or job-history that doesn't end at the date of 1988, and knowing full-well that newly evicted persons would be better off than the "drunks-or-drugs" living on the streets today...surely an equally devastating complication will arise somewhere within my perfect plan. Yes, this concept would have to be reviewed until each proclamation is planted to memory and every risk is calculated, and yet we can declare our country is "at war with terror" and the risks are swept underneath the rug. I guess there, too, is a solution. The price of shit grows exceedingly high because we are at war, and our country is supposed to consume more, yet the market is slow...so what's that tell you?

Jesus, people, war is not a solution to our economy being so fucked up! How does it make sense to raise the price of milk or bread or other consumer goods...when we're not even at war! This is a conflict, not a war! And then things like the Patriot Act are ok'ed and we are policed even more for the greater good. Here's a solution - we hire on temporary help in the law enforcement and national security sects of government as watch dogs and whistle-blowers, to monitor and keep a watchful eye on the private sector. We wouldn't want peaceful organizations that demean President Bush or speak candidly against our president becoming terrorist cells, would we, you know, because that's where, I think, the resistance will be born...yeah right...

Could our president hate black people any more than he does now; I personally think he must dislike them or not trust them, considering he first fucked them in the 2000 election, then left them to wash away in the gulf. Then, he has the balls to state that everything is honky-dory down in the south...that pisses me off! Yeah, steal money from the budget to reinforce the levees down in that region of our country to fund a military conflict with Iraq...that's pristinely thrifty. What other cuts could we make...let's send more troops, and just leave a few national guardsmen over here, along with our trustworthy and world-famous police and SWAT units...yeah, stated just like our president, the best defense is a over-compensated offense at the expense of...defending our own country...wow!...

So yeah, I like to bitch...I just found out a few weeks ago that Obama is for nuclear power...one question, people, why?! You can't get rid of it...yeah, let's bury it in the desert or ship it to the Appalachian Mountains to be implanted into a mountain for storage...yeah, let's put something lethal into nature, right, because people don't go into nature anymore. Nothing bad will happen to nuclear waste festering in a mountain...I mean, it's not like someone could accidentally excavate and blow out a huge portion of the mountain, in the future, to build a new highway, and accidentally expose hundreds of miles of nature and civilization to deadly nuclear waste...that won't happen; that only occurs in science fiction movies with giant insects conducted in stop-animation...

Why not utilize wind-energy, and that's horse-shit to say, "But wind generators look ugly..." Narcissistic dumbasses!

Short Post #1; KSF

This week marks the beginning of the Kansas State Fair...I hate the fair...

Usually, a few streets are torn up about this time; it seems like every year, they start road construction about the same time. So that's one dislike of the fair. The smell of the Kansas State Fair has a proximity of over 50 miles, true statement right there, so any given night of the fair, you can wave your nose in the air and catch a whiff of shame and a mixture of carny sweat and blood. Traffic and the number of dumb people rise to an alarming rate when the Kansas State Fair rolls into town. I think the only good thing about the Kansas State Fair is the walking. I have grown too accustomed to bigger and better rides, amusement park rides to be exact, so the lame "Chaos" and "Tornado" and Dracula-handshake aren't worth the ticket price or wait-in-line for more than 50 minutes. If I were to give the Kansas State Fair a few props, it would be for the "Pronto Pup" stands. A good Pronto Pup or two and a root beer can always bring a smile to my face. That smile is then taken away once I witness two carnies having sex on the Ferris Wheel...