I'm torn...
8/14/2003 10:21 AM
Initially, I was going to write a very upbeat piece. I just read "Tuesdays with Morrie"...so I was in a very "up with people and importance of relationships" mood. The frailty of life and the importance of love. Someone once suggested that I write a little more positively and I do have to admit...I'm a miserable, sarcastic bastard. So a little positive writing wouldn't hurt. Probably for you, dear readers, it would make for a refreshing change. However, today is not that day. I just found out someone close to me is going to see a psychic. And it’s completely blown my mind at the idiocy. This is a forward thinking person...someone I considered "smarter" than me. A lot of people will say I'm just close-minded. But I think that’s just bullshit. UFOs, Bigfoot, Psychics...they are all cool theories and like Fox Mulder...I WANT TO BELIEVE. But I can't not with the mountains of irrefutable evidence I see before me. Harry Houdini spent years of his life exploring and debunking these charlatans and even told his wife a secret password to prove he was speaking from beyond. And nothing. The Amazing Randi puts up 1 million dollars for anyone with proof of the paranormal. The prize still remains unclaimed. Spend a little time just doing the basic research on how these people work and you can see way John Edward and the other exploiters of peoples pain work in bullshit the way Monet made a living out of forgetting his glasses and picking up a paint brush. But that’s what these asses do...they're predators. Taking down the sick and weak. But not in the whole "Circle of Life" feel. That’s why hold no quarter for none of them. If you're a psychic you should be sown in a sack with a wild animal and thrown in a river. You should be beaten and driven from whatever town you live in. I don't think I hold more disdain for anyone else and trust me I disdain ALOT of people. F-you.

What a way to spoil my mood. Sorry Morrie. maybe next time.