Feminists unite for the GOP!

When Barack Obama said,

“You know, you can put lipstick on a pig, but it’s still a pig.”

He was merely comparing Senator McCain’s economic policy to that of George Bush’s. Of course conservatives were quick to twist Obama’s seemingly unrelated message into a sexist attack on misses Palin.

Still, this new debacle got me thinking (as moronic media coverage often does). Would a pig with lipstick truly look like Sarah Palin? I booted up Photoshop to find out. Sure enough, that piggy does look sorta like Sarah Palin, see?

Coincidently this spawned another far deeper quandary. Who would be a better vice president? After a few minutes of contemplation I came to an unfortunate conclusion: this nation would be a hell of a lot better off with a pig in the oval office than a milf from Alaska.

World’s Demise In Two Days

There’s a remote chance that the world is going to end this Wednesday. Yep you heard me right. It could be Hasta La Vista, Baby.

(cut to beginning scene of Terminator II that scared the shit out of me in my youth)

As you may remember I reported earlier in the year that a $10 billon dollar particle accelerator dubbed the Large Hadron Collider would soon be activated (or shall I day detonated)? Some folks fear that this contraption may produce black holes that could suck up anything around them (including our quaint little planet). CNN.com reports that these fears had previously prompted legal actions in the U.S and Europe, thus halting the operation of the Large Hadon Collider. That is until…

NOW!

OMG!

(cue a washed up Michael Stipe to center stage please)

*Ahem*

“You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.

It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it.
It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.”

On the whole, I’m not too sure how I feel about the World’s obliteration in two days. Sure, I would have preferred to live a longer more full life, but when I really begin to think about it – I can’t see a reason to keep the whole shebang going on for much longer.

Most of us just stuff our faces full of potato chips and vegetate in front of ‘reality’ television anyway. We bitch and moan about gas prices but don’t really care that the planet is slowly suffocating on its own filth. Instead of embracing free thinking we’ve settled for the less distressing mind-fuck that is religious dogma. We have been indoctrinated into a world-wide economic structure that firmly fist fucks us right in the ass if we ever decide to stray from the system. Do we honestly have anything to lose?

So whateves. I say bring it on you big dopey death machine. I don’t think you’ve got the balls!

a brief introduction

I’m starting a blog in which I will (or will not) update on a semi-regular basis. I decided to “start fresh” and scrap the old blog that I lackadaisically kept for an insignificant portion of last year. My intention is to fill a void in my life that can only be captured by writing. And thus, I’ve once again decided to chronicle my thoughts and ideas…however far-fetched, absent minded, and illusory they may be.

The idea for the name “my impermanence” came from a Buddhist concept (yes, I was once quite enthralled/obsessed with Buddhism) that everything in existence is in a state of constant flux. Permanence is a fallacy. All things come and all things eventually pass. Such as life. It is fleeting before our very eyes. And while some choose to choke on the opiate of forgetfulness I try to relish in the beauty and callousness of the truth (and this blog’s title is just a simple reminder to myself).

Consider this an invitation for you to enter my wonderful world of pixelated letters. Feel free to comment/debate or anonymously browse this virtual space. Of course viewer discretion is advised, as some of what you read may shock, upset, or appall you.