The End of the World is apparently closer than we thought.

Today the Seattle Seahawks beat the NOLA Saints in the first NFL playoff game. Yes. The “Chickens” answered the “Who DAT?” with a resounding “US, Bee-otch!” Something to the tune of 41-36.

The sun was shining…ALL…DAY…LONG. In Seattle. In January. Uh…yeah.

But I don’t even care about football. I hate it actually. Lots and lots hate it.

But what I hate worse is that some nut-job, wing-nut, asshole in Tucson shot a 40-year-old Congresswoman…IN THE HEAD…at a meet-and-greet at a SUPERMARKET. Additionally, six people are dead, including a 9-year-old girl and U.S. District Court Judge John Roll, and at least 12 others were injured. Amazingly, Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords is alive, albeit in critical condition at the time of this writing.

What the FUCK is wrong with people?!

Some have been saying that both sides have been flinging mud and hate-speech and this is what that shit breeds, blahblahblah yaddayaddayadda. But…uh…for some reason, from where I sit, I ain’t seeing the same level of rabble-rousing, violence inducing rah-rah coming from the Left as I am from the Right. Nope. I see some really hateful shit coming out of the Tea Party and “Faux” News…and I for one am fucking hella tired of it! This tweet I stumbled upon is it exactly:

RT @ArrestRoveNow: Am really tired of ppl saying both sides are too heated. No one has shot any Republicans. Or pro-life doctors.

She Who Shall Not Be Named (but has been named many, many times here in this blog before) had Ms. Giffords on a hit-I-mean-watch list on her site TakeBackThe20.com and Palin urged, “Don’t Retreat, Instead-RELOAD!”

Within minutes of today’s shooting, however, the list been taken down (I’m sure at the advice of someone’s attorney?) but you can see its image, complete with cross-hair targets, here.  That’s some seriously fucked-up shit and if that isn’t inciting people to do violence against “the other side”, then I want to know what is. That’s a very fine line if you ask me.

As a lover of the word and what I consider to be an activist, I’m the first person to defend the First Amendment to The Constitution. But seriously, there’s a difference between freedom of speech and inciting people to do bodily harm, a huge difference between saying you disagree and why and let’s change it through legal activism to putting out propaganda that is clearly violent in its leanings. At the very least its extremely irresponsible and at worst its possibly criminal.

It’s how we get some serious shit hitting the fan like Timothy McVeigh and the Oklahoma bombing…and, yes, like the attacks on 9/11.  There’s a quote running around Facebook and Twitter that really hits the nail on its head. It’s been attributed to Azadeh Ghafari, but I haven’t been able to verify this. In any case, it’s worth repeating:

“Osama Bin Laden didn’t fly planes or directly commit any acts of terrorism…he incited others to do so. Sarah Palin, Bill O’Reilly, Glenn Beck, Fox News, and the Tea Party all have blood on their hands. This is what domestic terrorism looks like.”

My heart goes out to those people in Arizorna that lost their loved ones, my blessings go out to Rep. Giffords in hopes of a full and speedy recovery.

And damn you fucking right-wing nut-job assholes for stoking these fires. Get your fucking ass outta the kitchen. This stew is too thick and too hot and doesn’t need any more of the pepper you keep throwing in, thank you very much!

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[Updated 9 Jan, 2011, 2:11A PST: After a little more digging, I’ve found that the above quote appears to be a paraphrased/expanded version of a tweet originally by @azadehg as follows: “Osama Bin Laden didnt fly planes,he incited others 2 do so.@SarahPalinUSA @oreillyfactor @glennbeck @foxnews have blood on their hands #p2”]

© 2011 D. Kessler

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I often wonder why it is that people settle in such cold climates.  I mean really…if it gets cold enough to make it a mortal mistake to be without shelter, you would think that there is something basically wrong with humans living there year round.  Oh, sure, it’s a wonderful place to live for two thirds or three quarters of the year…but if from the calends of December through to March we’re talking about sub-freezing temperatures, or worse, then I just don’t see the pay-off.  There is a reason human beings were nomadic in places like the Plains/Steppes etc.  Snow? Ice?  Blizzard Winds?? Frak that!  We’re outta here!  See ya in the Spring! 

Oh, sure…I’m just a big pussy.  I have thin skin.  I don’t have enough meat on my bones (or used to).  I’m just not used to the cold.  Blah-blah-blah.  I’ve heard it all.  I’ve also lived in quite a few different climates, thanks to a Sagittarius mom that seems to think that moving every few years was a good thing…call it a “fresh start” or “running from your demons” or “giving your kids a different perspective” or whatever else thing you want.  The down-side is we kids got to make new friends every few years…making my brother slightly more introverted, but me more social.  The “up”-side is we got to experience all sorts of different weather climes. 

Already familiar with the So Cal Coastal-Mediterranean climate, we packed up the VW and a friend’s car and trailer…off to the Willamette Valley in Oregon, we were.   To experience drenching rains for five or six months a year and to learn what frost was first hand (I’d never seen it before!).  After a few years, it was down to Cali again, but this time a northern inland hell misleadingly called The Sacramento Valley.  “Valley” sounds nice, right, pretty valley?  Nope…brown and dry and hot, hot, hot all summer and not a beach in sight (that’s just not right!).  I thought it could get no worse, but oh, no…I was wrong.   Let’s load up the kids and the dog and…It’s a Road Trip!!  To the South…Alabama, to be exact…complete with 90% humidity (whether it’s 98°F in summer or 35°F in winter), cockroaches the size of small mice in even the nicest homes, incessant buzzing outside from some scary-looking bug called a cicada, and let’s not forget the tornadoes (and the Klan marches…for real!).  That didn’t last long, only a year and a half.  Even my mother new that was a mistake…and so we were soon on our way back out west…California here we come!  So happy!  Wait…for some reason my mother got it in her head as we passed through Northern Arizona that the pines were so pretty and wouldn’t it be nice to live here and it’s only a day’s drive to the coast so we could visit Gram in California all the time…*sigh*  Bye-bye California, hello a different kind of hell. 

Now, Flagstaff, Arizona, is at an elevation of 7000 feet above sea level.  That’s higher than Denver.  That’s just ridiculous.  What that means is Flagstaff gets SNOW.  Yep.  Snow…in Arizona.  It gets mutha-fraking FREEZING cold.  I remember it being 12°F!  That’s just way wrong…almost as wrong as being below zero at night!  And we still have to go to school, we still have to learn to drive, we still have to function. 

So you see…I have some experience with different kinds of weather and have been in and out of cold for a long time.  But how people live in places like Fargo or Sheboygan or Fairbanks or [insert your town/city here]…I just don’t get it.  I would die.

Back to the here-and-now, my self-chosen hometown of Seattle is set this week to get the coldest weather we’ve had since 1990.  Yep, and I remember that winter…it was hella cold, and we got snow by the foot in the downtown core even.  It screwed with Joe Metro bad.  This week, Monday looks to be the coldest with a daytime high of 25°F.  Yeah, go ahead and laugh…we’re wussies here…but it’s still frakin’ COLD.  And Tuesday, the first day at my new job, is not going to be much better at 29°F.

Whoa…wait a minute, you say.  Job?  Did you say new job?? 

That’s RIGHT, Suckas!  I am unemployed no more!  I get to get up everyday while it’s barely light, just like a normal person, stumble through making coffee and making sure my clothes are on right-side out, ride Joe Metro downtown while putting on my makeup and not come home until it’s dark again (that can be anytime after 4:00 pm this time of year around here).  Whoo-hoo!  After six months, I’m ready for this again.

So, that’s it today, Kids.  I am thankful for my new job.  Thankful that my spouse doesn’t have to pull out his slightly thinning mop worrying that he isn’t writing enough music to cover the bills.  Thankful that I will once again have my own money and not have to ask him for funds for everything from drugstore staples to a beer and a burger.

And it’s about time.

© 2008 D. Kessler