sweatin the small stuff

I don’t talk on politics very often mainly because politics to me is like trying to watch the TV show “Lost”. Unless you’re in on the shit from the get-go, it gets very confusing and thus boring.

Plus as a blogger, there are so many other muthafuckers who blog about politics much better then I ever could.

So unless I’m bagging about something that might’a struck me personal, I just stay the fuck away from it. .

But there is something I want to ask the fine people of the Middle East and excuse my geography but you muthafuckers over in the Far East, Central Asia, India and Pakistan feel free to chime in as well.

Why are you muthafuckers so goddamned picky with your shit and take every thing so personal?

Now before you all start talking at once and shit, let me just point out that we have picky people over here too. We call them “assholes and such” and they include most politicians, evangelist, and a shit load of cocksuckers with more money then brains.

So it’s not like you cat’s hold the fuckin patent on being picky. But fuck me running if you don’t push the fuckin envelope.

Wasn’t it some time ago that Salman Rushdie wrote a book called the Satanic Verses that you muthafuckers didn’t care much for?

As a matter of fact if memory serves me correctly, not only did you call bullshit on Rushdie’s book but you issued a fatwa against the muthafucker that called for his death?

Now isn’t that just a tad on the over excessive side a bit?

And then there’s the “can’t show this, can’t kiss that”, “can’t touch this” crap you cat’s are always harping about. Shit, you’re worse the fuckin Mob or a goddamned Klingon when it comes to manners and respect.

It’s not like your women are generally in the habit of showing their pussies and shit and you know that Richard Gere’s gay right? So does him kissing one of your women really count as something offensive?

And then there was all the bullshit over the cartoons of Allah that bent you muthafuckers all out of shape to the point where you were rioting and breaking shit.

And wasn’t it just the other day over in Egypt during some fancy pants dinner with Condoleezza Rice where the Iran Foreign minister just got the fuck up and left the room?

Yeah, I don’t know wither to call bullshit or not, but he was all complaining and shit that the fuckin chick playing the violin was dressed too sexy? And that his “honor” dictated that he leaves the room?

Get the fuck out’a here.

All I’m say is what’s the fuckin deal?


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