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Three caps n some Ripped Fuel…

I heard over the weekend… “Damn I should get into cooking crack!” Well this was in reference to a story I read in the New York Times about Indiana or some mid west state that was having problems with crack consumption… actually cooking… fools were driving county to county to purchase as much cough syrup so they could cook their own crack in bath tubs, motels, cars what ever… So they reacted by passing a law to ban the sale of more than 2 bottles of syrup at a time…

Turns out that was just a patch that has lead to a bigger problem. With the drop in home made supply, addicts had to turn back out to the street to dealers and of course the Mexican cartels were more than happy to oblige… of course their shit wasn’t home made… real lab stuff… 10-20 times more potent…

This created new problems… one, people started to OD because they weren’t used to the purity. Addiction starts to rise because of the potency. The new stuff is now more expensive and with more addiction creates higher demand, so indirectly they’ve created more crime. More people are robbing now, money for drugs. Violent crimes are up and there is still not a dent in the drug demand or addiction rate.

I wonder what its going to take, for law makers and the general public to realize that education, often and early is a better deterrent than laws. If we created an environment where people did not start to use drugs or were educated in the destructive nature of their use before hand, we certainly would create less users. But again, we’d rather protect our citizens by shipping money, jobs, infrastructure and support over seas before helping our own.

The reason for my own title on this blog: Today I’ve had 3 cappuccinos and took some ripped fuel after lunch… I was extremely productive; however, I know I’ll be hitting that wall some time around 1 am… who really needs crack when you have legal stimulants like these!

Potent Mexican Meth Floods In as States Curb Domestic Variety
{New York Times – January 23, 2006}

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Engrish!

So some random thoughts today while reading some website and the comments made. A poster claimed that “Irregardless of the validity of the data…” and I thought…

Irregardless isn’t really a word. I guess it’s gained popularity but if you think about it… it’s an improper yoking of the words irrespective and regardless. It is no different from words with redundant affixes like debone and unravel – [ (de-)bone which both mean to separate from the bone and (un-)ravel mean to spearate or undo ]. Flammable and inflammable both mean the same thing, too.

To go further with our Engrish… an interesting thing is that cleave means both to split apart and to adhere together.

Words are so meaningless. Especially sentences.

Here’s how some people butcher the English language:
www.engrish.com

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I am a Bad American

by George Carlin

I Am Your Worst Nightmare. I am a BAD American.

I am George Carlin.

I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some midlevel governmental functionary with a bad comb-over who wants to give it away to crack addicts squirting out babies.

I’m not in touch with my feelings and I like it that way, damn it!

I believe no one ever died because of something Ozzy Osbourne or Ice-T sang.

I think owning a gun doesn’t make you a killer.

I believe it’s called the Boy Scouts for a reason.

I don’t think being a minority makes you noble or victimized.

I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, you’d better do it in English.

I don’t use the excuse “it’s for the children” as a shield for unpopular opinions or actions.

I think fireworks should be legal on the 4th of July.

I think that being a student doesn’t give you any more enlightenment than working at Blockbuster. In fact, if your parents are footing the bill to put your pansy ass through 4-7 years of college, you haven’t begun to be enlightened.

I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God.

My heroes are John Wayne, the Simpsons, and whoever canceled Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman.

I don’t hate the rich. I don’t pity the poor.

I know wrestling is fake and I don’t waste my time arguing about it.

I’ve never owned a slave, or was a slave, I didn’t wander forty years in the desert after getting chased out of Egypt, I haven’t burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you, so shut-the-#$%!-up already.

I want to know which church is it exactly where the Reverend Jesse Jackson preaches. And where does he get his money. And why is he always part of the problem and not the solution.

I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you’re running from them.

I also think they have the right to pull your ass over if you are breaking the law, regardless of what color you are.

I think if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don’t want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation the world for the next four years.

I hate those bastards standing in the intersections trying to sell me crap or trying to guilt me into making ‘donations’ to their cause.

I think if you are in the passing lane, and not passing, your license should be revoked, and you should be forced to ride the bus until you promise to never delay the rest of us again.

I think beef jerky could quite possibly be the perfect food.

I believe that it doesn’t take a village to raise a child, it takes two parents.

I think tattoos and piercing are fine if you want them, but please don’t pretend they are a political statement.

I think Dr. Seuss was a genius.

I’m neither angry nor disenfranchised, no matter how desperately the mainstream media would like the world to believe otherwise.

I believe if she has her lips on your willie, it is sex, and it is sex for both of you. This even applies when you are President of the United States.

If that makes me a BAD American, then yes, I’m a BAD American.

If you too are a BAD American please forward this to everyone you know. We need our country back.