Rest of world doesn't give a shit

As the year goes on, and as I listen to NPR on the way to work, I find myself becoming more cynical about other human beings. I don't like it, but there it is.

There are two things I know for sure. First, the guy who made the anti-Islam film is batshit crazy, a con man, and should probably be locked away forever. Second, aside from a few very loud protests by a small group of hateful people, the vast majority of the world doesn't give two shits about us, and has other things to worry about.

Did you even know, for example, that China and Japan are at each others' throats right now over a land dispute? Over some shitty islands no one actually wants? Did you know that Japanese businesses operating in China are being pelted with rocks, workers lives are in danger and flights have been cut all over the country?

Screenshot from Google Image Search.
Click to embiggen my feelings on all this.

I apologize for the rant this early in the morning, and you probably won't read it anyway, but there it is.

No one working a 9-5 in Libya has time to care about a crazy, ignorant American making a shitty, hateful movie in the same way you don't give a shit about Japan/China tensions over some islands. There is no possible way any of us can know all of the news from all the places, but let's keep in mind that no one else in the world can either.

The fact that we have the ABILITY to read news from all of the places, even down to the tiniest detail of, say, local daycare facilities' mounting problems in the Netherlands, tells me we're doing okay as a nation and world. We SHOULD care about each other, and we SHOULD be genuinely concerned for the welfare of others. But the story is over. The deaths were tragic, but let's let those involved mourn quietly and focus on warp drives and space and things that are important, mmkay?

Now, go enjoy your weekend :)!

Let's exercise. It's been too long.

"Fool!" Dr. Klein spat. "I told you to have everything taken care of by the time I arrived. If Meredith sees this mess she'll--"

"I'll what, love?" Meredith strode into the room. "Kill you? No, darling, I care little for your ... experiments. Just see that it's clean for the party tonight." Dr. Klein seethed quietly and turned away from his wife. Dr. Klein's befuddled assistant, Horace, started after him quickly, glancing back in time to see the tail of Meredith's cocktail dress flow around the door frame and disappear. Palpable disdain and the faint scent of her perfume lingered after she was gone, and provided Horace with the motivation to continue his work with the Doctor. Breathing deeply, his thoughts drifted after Meredith down the hall.

Dr. Klein's presence could not be ignored for long, however, and Horace snapped to his side to begin the duplicitous task of assuaging his master's anger. A long day ahead, and it would not be pleasant.

The internet, she is full of bees

Okay, so I'm not going to talk about bees. Instead, at the behest of a friend, I am going to explain to you situations in which I think racism is comedy.

Scenario 1:

Black guy: You there! You opened your door into my car and scratched the paint on purpose! You did it because I am black!
White guy: Sir, I have never seen you before in my life.
Black guy: I'm calling my lawyer!

Scenario 2:
Hispanic woman: Excuse me sir, can you tell me how to get to the bank buildling?
White guy in suit: Why do you assume I know where all the banks are? Is it because I'm a white guy in a suit? You assume I'm some big shot just because of my race? SCREW YOU, I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY IN THE BANK!
Hispanic woman: Thanks;I'll just ask that cop over there.

Scenario 3:
White guy in airport to wife: Gosh honey, look at all the terr'rists!
Iranian wife: I hate you.