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The War On Stupid



Believe it or not, I'm actually serious about this.

I am honestly worried about the state of the world. People are seriously becoming stupid. Someone that you know is probably stupid. You haven't said anything because you're a nice, polite person. That has to end. Stupid people have to be called out and I'll happily tell you why.

Before you think this can't happen here...it can. It's already happening. The state of Queensland government (in Australia...a beautiful place filled with great people) is seriously considering passing laws whereby "the Government can declare any group a criminal organisation without having to present evidence to prove it." The original aim of this is to curtail outlaw biker groups like the Hell's Angels. I have no beef with the Angels, Bandidos, Grim Reapers, Pagans, or any other MC. Rock on brothers and sisters! Rock on! If a person or persons commit an illegal act, they should be prosecuted. But to call any arbitrary group a criminal organization without proof is just bullshit. It's....stupid.

The new Australian government is led by their version of our Tea Party. Ultra right wing conservatives who are incapable of looking forward because they're too busy looking backward. Had Romney won the election, I can almost guarantee you we would be looking at similar laws being passed here. Hell, isn't the NSA bad enough? Imagine the Girl Scouts or any local club you belong to being declared a criminal organization...without proof. It could happen. I'm not being paranoid. I'm watching it happen.

All of this can be blamed on the rich and their corporate entities. Let's face it, they have the money to change whatever the hell they damned well want to. Rupert Murdoch, an evil SOB if there ever was, and his corporate media empire, do a damned fine job of brainwashing the ignorant. Sure, we all laugh about Fox News...but a lot of people watch it and use it as their ONLY news source. These folks believe the whackjobs on there. They believe Jesus was a gun-toting, money lover. And of course, he was white...just like Santa.

Remember all of the states that filed for secession? How about the Republicans trying to pass laws on women's bodies? Yeah...doesn't sound so crazy now, does it? We're all essentially slaves to the corporate world already...and don't even want to admit it. Most of us probably don't even realize it. We've come to a point in time where the corporations run almost everything...and they're not done yet. They won't be finished until the very thought of freedom is a distant memory. What they want is control. Control over our minds and bodies. In their thinking, we are here to serve. Period. If they can keep us babbling on about abortion and gun laws, they can conduct business in DC without anyone watching. They can change our laws for us. And then what? Then we are fucked is what!

War On Christmas? War On Christianity? All media-based scare tactics to keep YOU from seeing the man behind the curtain, paying off the politicians to give him what he wants. And we keep allowing it to happen. That's just more "stupid".

Our kids are stupid. We are to blame for that. Parents should not try to be their kids' friend. Be parents instead....that's what the kids need. Parents make the rules...not kids, not social workers, not the media...parents. Parents need to quit being....stupid.

I can, and probably will go on and on about this...but hear me now, war has been declared. I've had enough of it. I don't want to live in a world where corporate-owned governments can tell me what I can or cannot do, think, eat, drink, say, sleep with, or associate with.  But guess what folks? With all of the STUPID going on...that's where we're headed.

Feel free to join in on the War On Stupid! It's not just mine. It's for ALL of us. If you see someone acting, being, saying, doing, posting STUPID...it's your duty to call them on it. Tell them to quit being STUPID. Take a few minutes to educate them. That's how this war will be won. Fear is based on lack of knowledge. Ignorance is not bliss...it's a deadly force that will destroy the world as we know it. Don't let stupid win.

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