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Church of the Smiling Vagina

Off topic, yes, but I just saw this amazing comedian/activist/preacher of the good word last night at UCB.  I guess I’m a little retarded because I haven’t heard of him but Jamie Kilstein is the man.  If you’re a god-fearing right wing pro lifer who wants big business and no health care you might not dig his material, but if you’re into being considerate and thinking for yourself and living by a set of rules that promote kindness and intelligence and logic then you’ll probably pick up what he’s putting down.  He says everything I think in the best way possible: passionate and articulated.  And also he’s really fucking funny.

There is not much else to say other than to check out his stuff and be his fan. I will say that I disagree with him on vegetarianism.  Not because I promote cow feedlots where they’re fed diets they can’t digest (corn) and walk around caked in their own shit, or pigs trapped snout-to-ass and suffer such deep depression they don’t care if the pig behind them eats their tail off, or chickens who are so fat and pumped full of shit their legs can’t hold their weight and they suffocate under their extreme mass, no no.  I DO think there is a way to raise meat ethically, where everyone gets to be the animal they are; cows get to be cows (which are domesticated animals reared to give us meat by roaming around and eating GRASS), pigs pigs, chickens chickens, and yes, people people (animals that eat not only plants but also meat and happen to live in a current environment where hunting wildlife for the entire population is unsustainable).  Check out “grass farming” to see what I’m talking about.

Anyway, aside from that, I think Jamie is a gentleman and a scholar and I wish everyone in the world was on his (or better yet, my) wavelength instead of the sadness and repression and carelessness the majority is on now.

On topic:  still playing Mass Effect 2.  In fact, playing it for the majority of each day.  It’s so good it makes me bummed that I’m not Commander Shepard himself.  It’s like how all those weirdos wished there was a real Pandora after watching Avatar.  Uh, guys, we had one, it was called North America, and we raped, pillaged, and murdered it away from the Indians hundreds of years ago.  Feather Indians, not dots.

Too soon?

I wish it was the future!  Right now I’m helping all my squad mates on their various quests they need helping with.  That Justicar really had a tough choice, guys.  To kill your own daughter?  Damn.  Asari don’t mess around.  Especially when you’re walking around in a skimpy rubber outfit with double-Ds popping out of your chest.  Hello, cat eyes!

Psssst: I think Andrée is mad that all I want to do is sleep with the in-game characters and not her.  What a bitch, right?