Quick Shots

If you can have a lust for life, is it possible to commit adultery?

“Non-descript.” I’ve got a major problem with this. By pointing out something or someone is supposedly non-descript, you are lending it a description. You can’t say someone looks “vague,” though, and you can’t say a building is “ambiguous.” Doesn’t really seem to fit. But seriously: non-descript can’t possibly be the best we can do. I’m awaiting suggestions.

“Change over time.” Repetitive and completely unnecessary. Can some quantum physicist out there explain how something changes instantaneously and without time? Because I can’t think of any conceivable change that happens without or outside of time. Could be missing something, I’ll admit.

"Currently, right now." Speaks for itself...

I’ve had enough of this thinly veiled political discourse. Bunch of rich guys in a beauty contest afraid to pull off the gloves. “I question his judgment, not his patriotism” is a non-sensical cop out that masks what the guy really wants to say about his opponent. And if your opponent’s judgment is so lousy, who is to say his patriotism isn’t off the mark, anyhow?

We are the only nation on the planet where conspiracies don’t happen, that doesn’t make mistakes, whose government is consistently noble, whose past is pure, and whose belligerancy is acceptable. Nice racket.

Bonus: we are the only democracy on earth that does not directly elect its head of state. Why, exactly, doesn’t everyone else who is so infatuated with democracy run things the way we do?

Double bonus: every other noble democracy on the planet has abolished capital punishment. We’re the only democracy in the world that still poisons, gasses, and electrocutes people to death. Not saying it’s right, not saying it’s wrong. Just sayin’.

We are currently the only superpower on the planet, and perhaps in history, that is run by men and women who openly declare that they have a relationship with the almighty and who say they talk to him on a regular basis. The attorney general annointed himself with oil when he took office. He literally, actually, in real life, did that. Think about it. But not for too long.

Let’s face it: the choice this year boils down to a embittered dimwit with a daddy complex who abandoned his first wife and married into money, or a nice but completely untested blank slate who’s not qualified for a corner office in any corporation in America.

And people wonder, sometimes, why I can’t quit the smokes...