Ga$oline
I was watching Me, Myself, and Irene recently. During the scene where Hank gets in a fight with the baseball players at the gas station, I noticed something. The gas prices in the background were $1.15 a gallon. I did a double take. The movie itself was made in 1999, so it's not exactly a blue moon ago. But the idea of gas prices that low is just so alien to this day and age. Prices are soaring toward 3 bucks a pop again. You know, I really should make an LJ tag about gas, because this sure isn't the first time I bitched about it.
But my main driving point this time is that while surely everyone is complaining about it, I believe that some people don't have that right to bitch and moan like the rest of us. Just like it's my firm belief that if you don't vote, you have no right to complain about the system of government. That's just me though. There are certain groups of individuals who can easily contribute to the ever rising price of a barrel of oil.
NASCAR fans
If you support a system in which 30 something gas guzzling cars go around a concrete oval in excess of 300 times, you forfeit your right to complain about $3.00 gas. I was at Cumberland Farms the other day getting raped by the gas pump when I overheard this guy complain "I have to sell my soul just to fill my gas tank!". I peer around the corner. It's a pretty big guy with a Dale Earnhardt Jr. hat on and a The Intimidator bumper sticker on his Chevy Silverardo. I wanted to tell him he should shut the fuck up since he supports a "sport" that provides the biggest waste of gasoline in the history of ever. NASCAR is the equivalent of a rich man lighting a cigar with a lit 100 dollar bill. Motherfuckers.
Republicans
Hey, it's your boys that're doing this to us. You didn't see 2.97 a gallon when Clinton was in office, did you? You voted him in, and you're standing by your guy. So pay your 50 bucks for one tank of gas and smile about it.
H2 Drivers
You should've known what you were getting into the moment you signed on the dotted line. That was an 8 next to Miles Per Gallon, you know. Of course you're going to get reamed at the pumps. Like I said, these people should've known their new urban tanks would chug gas like I chug Mountain Dew. There's no use in throwing a fit over the price of gas, because you're only going to look like an asshole... well, more of an asshole than you already are by driving that ugly thing.
But you know, no one really has a right to complain about the price of gas. Because we're all going to piss and moan, but we're all going to suck it up, pump it out, and cough up the cash no matter how high the price ticker goes. We've become far too dependent on automotives and oil that we're damn near inept without it. So the powers that be can gouge prices as high as they want, and all we can do is bitch about it.
"I need time
Don't need heroin
Nor alcohol
Nor nicotine
I don't need help
Nor caffeine
But I need dynamite
And turpentine
I need oil for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane
Unleaded
A fuel like
Gasoline
I don't need a friend
Nor cocaine
I need neither a doctor
Nor medicine
I don't need a woman
Just vaseline
Some nitroglycerine
I need money for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane
Unleaded
A fuel like
Gasoline
Give me gasoline!
It flows through my veins
It sleeps in my tears
It leaks from my ears
Heart and kidneys are motors
Gasoline
If you want to part with something
Then you have to incinerate it
If you never want to see it again
Let it swim in gasoline
Gasoline
I need gasoline
Gasoline
Give me gasoline!"
"Benzin" (translated) - Rammstein
But my main driving point this time is that while surely everyone is complaining about it, I believe that some people don't have that right to bitch and moan like the rest of us. Just like it's my firm belief that if you don't vote, you have no right to complain about the system of government. That's just me though. There are certain groups of individuals who can easily contribute to the ever rising price of a barrel of oil.
NASCAR fans
If you support a system in which 30 something gas guzzling cars go around a concrete oval in excess of 300 times, you forfeit your right to complain about $3.00 gas. I was at Cumberland Farms the other day getting raped by the gas pump when I overheard this guy complain "I have to sell my soul just to fill my gas tank!". I peer around the corner. It's a pretty big guy with a Dale Earnhardt Jr. hat on and a The Intimidator bumper sticker on his Chevy Silverardo. I wanted to tell him he should shut the fuck up since he supports a "sport" that provides the biggest waste of gasoline in the history of ever. NASCAR is the equivalent of a rich man lighting a cigar with a lit 100 dollar bill. Motherfuckers.
Republicans
Hey, it's your boys that're doing this to us. You didn't see 2.97 a gallon when Clinton was in office, did you? You voted him in, and you're standing by your guy. So pay your 50 bucks for one tank of gas and smile about it.
H2 Drivers
You should've known what you were getting into the moment you signed on the dotted line. That was an 8 next to Miles Per Gallon, you know. Of course you're going to get reamed at the pumps. Like I said, these people should've known their new urban tanks would chug gas like I chug Mountain Dew. There's no use in throwing a fit over the price of gas, because you're only going to look like an asshole... well, more of an asshole than you already are by driving that ugly thing.
But you know, no one really has a right to complain about the price of gas. Because we're all going to piss and moan, but we're all going to suck it up, pump it out, and cough up the cash no matter how high the price ticker goes. We've become far too dependent on automotives and oil that we're damn near inept without it. So the powers that be can gouge prices as high as they want, and all we can do is bitch about it.
"I need time
Don't need heroin
Nor alcohol
Nor nicotine
I don't need help
Nor caffeine
But I need dynamite
And turpentine
I need oil for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane
Unleaded
A fuel like
Gasoline
I don't need a friend
Nor cocaine
I need neither a doctor
Nor medicine
I don't need a woman
Just vaseline
Some nitroglycerine
I need money for gasoline
Explosive like kerosene
With lots of octane
Unleaded
A fuel like
Gasoline
Give me gasoline!
It flows through my veins
It sleeps in my tears
It leaks from my ears
Heart and kidneys are motors
Gasoline
If you want to part with something
Then you have to incinerate it
If you never want to see it again
Let it swim in gasoline
Gasoline
I need gasoline
Gasoline
Give me gasoline!"
"Benzin" (translated) - Rammstein