Three years since my last meltdown. Given the environment I inhabit and a set of events that have occurred over the last two weeks or so, another one seems likely shortly.
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To my most brain-dead computer student:
a) The universe doesn't care what you believe about it. It's about 13 billion years old, despite what your 'minister' tells you. Loftily informing people who actually know something about the world they inhabit that they're wrong (and, BTW, not even knowing how that ludicrous '4004BC' date was selected in the first place) just means that sooner or later nobody will ever, ever listen to a word you say about anything. Come to think of it, you may not have noticed that you're kinda at that point now.
a1) Incidentally, you're not a Christian. You neither behave nor think like one, and you sure as Hell don't follow any of his (ostensible) teachings.
b) The astronomical community is wholly indifferent to how you feel about the controversy regarding the status of Pluto as a planet.
b1) No, I will NOT waste printer ink - or my time - because you want the spacing between two particular words in your diatribe on the subject increased by .1pt.
b1a) Just because you SAY something is true ("The True Solar System"? Give it UP, man...) doesn't MAKE it true. See a) above.
c) Billy Graham doesn't give two farts in a snowstorm about you OR your inability to understand why obscure self-published books of Bible quotations don't match. And he WON'T care unless you send him money. And even THEN he won't know you from Adam. Oh, and BTW, whoever told you he's an "expert" on the Bible (IIRC the words you used were "the world's greatest Bible scholar") was either grotesquely misinformed or an outright liar. Thought you should know.
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Pretty bad when you realise that someone you once chose to commit your life to is not only completely psychotic, but has probably been that way for quite a number of years and you didn't even notice. What does that say about that person? More to the point, what does that say about YOU?
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Frakking heat. You try doing careful assembly of a complex piece of machinery when the combination of heat, humidity and UV is making you puke your guts out every time you walk out the door. Add to that the pressure from the person demanding that machinery's assembly (but who won't go out themselves because 'it's too hot') and there is no longer any reason to wonder why I'm considering burning all my ID and making a one-way trip to somewhere more pleasant. No, I'm not saying where. I'm not a "Batman" villian. I don't leave clues.
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TVO used to show all kinds of interesting short documentaries, fifteen years ago. I once collected four: "Neon: An Electric Memoir," about classic neon signs; "Vita Futurista," about the Italian Futurist movement that was the first art of the Machine Age; "Mies," about architect Mies van der Roh, who (among other things) redefined corporate architecture in Toronto with his TD Bank buildings; and "Black Leather Jacket," about the cultural history of the article of clothing in the title.
Being foolishly thoughtful, I lent it out some time ago to a furry, who almost immediately "lost" it. This is me being surprised:
(BTW, if you're reading this, jerk, thanks for having made a difficult life just that little bit more unpleasant.)
I bring this up because I'm hoping that someone knows where I can find copies of these films. There's no torrents available that I can find, and there's little other information about them available so they'll be nearly impossible to locate commercially. TVO, of course, won't let me burn a few DVDs. (Copyright.) I want to see them again. I want to regain a sense that there's more to life than alcoholics, poisonous air, self-centered 'friends' and mental illness.
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Okay, you can all go back to doing searches on FA for furry pr0n.