May 20th, 2011
May 21, 2011:
This was a rant from June 2010, just found it…did not publish it dunno why, it kicks major ass. I swear I’ll try to bitch more in the future – I miss my old grumpy self
Over the last weeks, I think I’ve seen it all and yet, I stand in awe contemplating the fact that the more I know, the less I understand. I wonder how someone can stare death in the eye due to a medical condition, recover, and thank their god for recovering. If there are opposing poles in the planet, they have to be be science and religion, they are oil and water, you simply cannot mix them. One begs to follow a method to test facts in life, whilst the other favors blind faith to contradict everything that contradicts itself. So please, if you have a terminal disease and you recover, don’t thank your god, thank SCIENCE. That little part that discovers medical treatment for the sickness that your creator bestows upon you. And if you don’t believe in science, well…fucking pray yourself to health next time you are sick. I was just in New Orleans, great little town with lots of night life and great food. The bad thing is that you will find a plethora of drunken north americans in every corner of Bourbon Street. This would not be so bad, except that US drunkards have a tendency of feeling like they have a right to be stupid after taking a couple of shots. Point in case: while trying to enjoy some jazz in the only fucking bar that was playing it in Bourbon Street, we met a couple of US dudes who were sitting next to us with a Chinese lady. They invited my friend and myself over, and then they asked us “So, how do people from other countries make fun of us ‘americans’”? This was being asked while Douche & Doucher were blowing into an alcohol breathalyzer after sipping their beers – I shit you not, they had a “who’s drunker” contest. All fine if this were college, but these dudes were around 30 or so. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve met incredible people in the US in all of the states I’ve been to, but the general consensus is always right: the average ‘american’ you meet in a watering hole is bound to be an idiot and will undoubtedly act like one. The coolest US citizens you will meet will be in other countries, these are people who know that there are other countries besides the US and that Costa Rica is not Puerto Rico. So that’s it, that’s all I have to bitch about right now, life has been good the last months and it’s keeping me busy, which leaves me almost no time to write, but I’ll try to squeeze in more stories when I get a chance.