Donald Trump Winning Wasn’t A Bigly Surprise

So….to recap, the next President of the United States is someone who:
– was recently on a reality TV show — he was literally lying for a living.
– bragged about sexual assault and grabbing women by the pussy.
– is being charged for the rape of a 13 year old girl
– once recorded losses of over $900m
– doesn’t pay tax because he’s smart
– uses charity donations to pay legal bills and buy gifts
– doesn’t give a shit to charity

You done fucked up, America. You’ve fucked up real good. You know it’s messed up when BBC News have some kind of help form on their site.

Watching the election as an outsider has been interesting. It’s not too long ago that voting for the black guy was considered the protest vote. People were angry with Bush, angry with the Republicans. People are always angry at something. If we could monetize anger, no one would need Trump. We would all be billionaires. Anyway, many times during the process I found myself wishing that Donald Trump would win. If only so that four years down the line, these same people are crying and blaming Trump for every miserable aspect of their lives. It’s kind of like how everyone turned on Nickelback (like they didn’t at least catch themselves singing along to ‘Rockstar’ once).

I am officially ashamed of my country.

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I am officially ashamed of my country – if I can call it that.

Before yesterday, I was one of those people who had never voted before. If you tell people that you didn’t vote, depending on who you are, you might get an earful. People will tell you that your vote could be the difference and what not, but in some ways, all it does is make you complicit when the vote is read out. The same way that not voting does. Yesterday, I felt as if I finally had to make a stand (for my own benefit if anything). It helped that I wasn’t voting for a particular party. As I write this Labour – who I’d probably vote for – are unravelling rapidly. The result largely came about due to their lapses.

Anyway. Another reason why I’ve never bothered is that in a lot of the developed world at least, there is an increasingly ageing population. There are more over 60s than anyone else. There are so many of them that what they want is what we end up with. Apparently, they run this bitch now. America – watch out. The silver-haired people will fuck you all over and stab you in the front. That’s exactly what has happened in the UK. The UK has just held a referendum on whether or not it leaves the EU (European Union). So basically, we all voted either to ‘Leave’ or ‘Remain’. Leave won. That is to say, the people who have used every dirty, racist, xenophobic trick in the book have won.

I could not be more disgusted.

FRIENDSHIP SNARK

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Yes, nothing is off limits. As you all know, I hate everything except for the Backstreet Boys. Anyway, friends are great. We all need them. To laugh with. Cry with. Do other boring bullshit with. But some of them are just annoying as fuck. Including me. I pity my friends every day. I am THE WORST.

Basically, life is one huge Ponzi scheme

I’ve always kind of found people annoying.

Not everyone but more what the term ‘people’ represents.

I find sheeple annoying.

Legend (2015)

I recall being sort of excited about Legend before but the novelty of Double Tom Hardy wore off around the time the movie came out. Probably because I remembered why I don’t really fangirl over any of these people anymore. There are a myriad of reasons why I never made an attempt to see it, but I won’t even go into it. Actors are actors and real people who suck as much as the rest of us. It would be really great if society didn’t pretend that wasn’t the case, but what can you do? All I can do personally is take everything and everyone at face value and judge them by what’s on the screen because the only thing ‘real’ about most actors is the fact that they’re acting.

Anyway, soapbox aside, I wasn’t very sold on the concept of this movie for several reasons. The first being that The Krays story has been told many, many times and it isn’t even an interesting story. They were gangsters. They did gangster stuff. One was a little bit ‘off his rocker’ and they both ended up in jail. And as I suspected, the writer did his best to ‘humanize’ at least one of them, to the point where it was almost kind of jarring when he went kind of crazy. Perhaps that was the point, but again, I was really just wondering what the story was here.

Franklin & Bash (2010-2014) and The Good Wife

LOL, this picture is funny to me for some strange reason

I have had Franklin & Bash on my watch list for a while and I finally got around to watching it recently. I was pleasantly surprised. Despite the fact that one of the main characters throws up a lot in graphic detail, it is a pretty funny show. At least up until season 3.

Clueless (1995)

Last Man On Earth (Season 1)

At the recommendation of Trish, I decided to check this show out. It had a slow start, given that there were only two characters in the first few episodes but it grew on me slowly. The best thing about the show is that they manage to pack a lot into twenty minutes. It’s an unconventional sitcom. There’s no laugh track, or obvious cutaways and I like that.

The show is basically set in a time where most of the world has been wiped out by a virus bar Phil Miller, who’s been going around the USA, leaving the words ‘Alive in Tucson’ on billboards, while having an interesting time all alone in his house believing that he’s the ‘Last man on Earth’. By the end of the first episode, he bumps into Carol. The actress playing Carol was on The Hotwives of Orlando playing a spoof of Kim Richards and her voice really, really got on my nerves then and it did on this show too. Somehow, I got used to it and I actually kind of like her character too.

THROWBACK SUNDAY and the curse of the no-idea-if-we’ve-been-renewed-finale.

I know that today is Thursday but for some reason I wrote Sunday. And I’m just going to leave it like that. I’m weird. I know.

Anyway, my throwback Sunday is this:

Weekend post!

Or basically the ‘rambling about watching stuff & verbal pet peeves and embarrassing stories post’.