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Wow. Mr. Smarty Pants has been missing in action for over 2 months of time. And my sincerest apologies.
I seem to have lost my way. There have been many nights where i sat before the pc...my mind flooded with thoughts but no cohesion; and have been unable to "produce" anything.
The more time passes the more difficult it becomes. Gramma's death was a watershed moment for Mr. Smarty Pants. I have always questioned things happening around me. But now i question things happening inside me. No. i am neither pregnant or playing host to an alien. But now i have doubts about things i felt rather sure of before. So...Mr. Smarty Pants needed a little time to sort things out in his head.
There. That's better. (not)
So much has happened in the world over the last weeks. Mr. Smarty Pants won't even try to rehash all the shit from immigration and border control, to the rising prices of gasoline and come to think of it everything else. And of course there's the decline of the Russian population which for whatever reason disturbs me.
So....to get my feet wet i'll stick to one recent topic that lit a fire under my ass.
The NSA is tracking our calls.
Onto itself this is truly no great surprise to Mr. Smarty Pants. They are after all the NSA. Spying is what they do. The NSA seems to lack the resources and know how to look for Al Queda abroad but decide that tens of millions of Americans deserve to be monitored for possible terrorist links.
The government searches about 6% of container ships coming in from abroad but figures it has a better chance of detecting terrorists by tracking our phone calls.
You can pretty much walk across our borders from north and south and east and west (well..swim from the latter two...) but George decides it's best to look into who his constituency calls in order to find the terror from within.
Zarqawi and Bin Laden make more videos than Britney Spears and we can't find them. So...lets spy on our own citizens.
What a bunch of pricks.
A New York Times/ CBS news poll found Bush's approval rating at 31%.
31%.
To Mr. Smarty Pants this still means that three in ten Americans need to get the shit kicked out of them. Or in the least have some sense knocked into them. Personally i prefer the former.
Basically a 31% approval rating means that you really suck at whatever it is your doing. Carried further it also means that maybe you should be doing something else for a living. Something like testing for dud artillery shells with a hammer. Lots of people suck at doing their jobs...and that's....ok. But people like that shouldn't be president.
Yet....here we are.
The topic leads to another source of anger:
The Verizon Gestapo:
Mr. Smarty Pants has been a long time user of Verizon's services. And they happen to offer pretty decent phone and internet services. But they sold out their customers by supplying the NSA with the data they required. Their decision was not a required one. Other communication companies denied the NSA access to such data. It is after all an invasion of privacy. Not to mention that NSA resources could be much more effectively allocated...but Verizon sold us out.
This is outrageous and Verizon should feel that outrage so maybe we should kick that company where it hurts. Financially.
Mr. Smarty Pants needs to look at his Verizon contract but i'm pretty sure that there is a clause in there somewhere stating that Verizon will not share any customer information with anyone.
Which they did. No matter how indirectly they may admit it was.
So....i smell a class action lawsuit. And if there is one i want to be part of it. Lets make Verizon hurt. Let's reveal them to be collaborators and liars.
Any info on this topic would be greatly appreciated so please e-mail Mr. Smarty Pants or post a related comment.
P.S.
I'm back.
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