Thoughtless for the Day

Gawdmudderfuggindammit! I am in a foul, foul mood. In descending order, here's what's pissing me off today:

1) Last night, those of us who attempted to phone in to It's Your Call with Lynn Doyle learned two disturbing things. The first was that, according to "psychic" lardtard Joan Marie Whelan, the afterlife consists mostly of sitting around and playing cards (I shit thee nigh! She actually said this), and the second was that Comcast doesn't feel the need to run any sort of announcement that might say something akin to "THIS IS A GODDAMN REPEAT: DO NOT CALL IN; OK?".

You win this time, Doyle, but we'll be back. Oh yes, we will be back…

2) This morning, when Pluto woke it was a planet. By the late afternoon it was still a planet, only now it was a dwarf planet. Have the members of the International Astronomical Union been smoke formaldehyde soaked crack? Look, I realize that these nebula nerds took several factors including solar orbit, mass, hydrostatic equilibrium into consideration before pissing all over Pluto's surface, but one thing they never stopped to ponder was "Hey, what if it turns out that Pluto is both Vienna and Rodney Anonymous' favorite planet?" Well, guess what, you IAU fuckers? It is. In fact, every Goth loves Pluto and its cooler-than-shit satellite-of-love Charon (Named after the ferryman on the river Styx)

I don't mean to sound selfish, but the arbitrary rule-makers at the IAU need to start thinking about how every decision they make will affect me.

3) CWfA have pulled a crazy double-header. On Tuesday they joined forces with several other Fundie Front groups, forming a sort of Coalition of the Willies and announcing a war on hotel room porn. today they went completely apeshit over the news that the Plan B contraceptive will be made available over-the-counter to women over the age of 18. Give 'em hell, Broomhilda:

"If the FDA thinks that enacting an age restriction will work, or that the drug company will enforce it when it has already announced it has no intention of enforcing it, then they are living in a dream world."

Having CWfA tell you that you're living in a dream world is like having Kim Jong Il criticize your sense of fashion. You can only take it as a complement.

Next Time: The thing that pisses me off more than anything else - Shazam and the Council of Elders.