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Railing against society

February 26th, 2009 3 comments

At what point do we, as a society, tell people “produce or get the fuck out”.

Sitting at work today, I wondered why I do it.  Why do I put up with the bullshit? Why do I contribute to a system that just rewards laziness and irresponsibility.  Why don’t I do like everyone does and have my ass wiped for me by the government?

People waltz around without a care in the world fully knowing that the government will provide them with a place to live, food on the table, and their basic needs; a luxury that I do not have.  I stand there, 9 hours a day, serving these people that have contributed NOTHING to the well-being or advancement of society.  They are the hemlock, the blight ; feeding off of us who bust our asses to make ends meet.  I’m at work, they are not.  I bust my ass to do whats right and they just bitch and leech and contribute nothing.  I do everything for them, but what do they do for -me-?  Help thine neighbor is a two way street and all I see are red street reflectors.

They are the proverbial royalty, and we are the serfs who tend to the farmlands so they royalty can eat.  They wake up at 3pm when I’m at work by 9am.  They have no cares in the world other than how they are going to waste away their day living off of their SSI or disability check due to the forms that some quack for an MD that bought their pity-party story signed off on.  Their blight-filled ride is just enhanced by narcotics that WE as taxpayers pay for to treat some “condition” that is a candy-coated rationalization for addiction and abuse.

Sure there are exceptions to this.  People who want to work whom are physically unable to do so.  People with small children that they cannot leave unattended.  There is an exception to every rule, however those people should be as angry as I am because the hemlock above waste they resources that they can use to get into a position of production.  The working class pays to help those who cant, not those who wont.  Why should a man learn to fish when the town provides him with all the fish he can eat?

But no, we rationalize it away that we are ‘helping’ whilst cowering under the heavy stick of political correctness and the squishy “can’t offend anyone” mindset.  We hide in fear of being tagged with stereotypical or racial remarks as the leeches of society grasp at straws to justify their behavior. Race cards get thrown down, feelings get hurt.  People cant take the harsh reality of the situation and would rather just throw money at a problem and pretend it doesn’t exist.  Now the money is running out, and the problem wants their paycheck.

There isn’t an easy solution to this problem, nor am I trying to state one here.  With California nose-diving into the financial ground the boil of society is about to come to a head, and I don’t think we as society are prepared to face the monster that we have created.

*sigh* bathroom shower replacement woes.

January 26th, 2009 2 comments

So Tiffany and I are replacing our shower.  Our pink shower in our pink bathroom.  Turns out that I found out a few months ago (while crawling around the house running cat-5) that the shower leaks.  Yay.

So we got the shower all ripped out, had the hot-mopping vs liner debate, and got everything all boarded up and drywalled and everything.

Then it was time to find the tile to replace it.  Because I didn’t want to rip out my entire bathroom and redo the tile, the tub, the toliet, the sink and everything else, I found this place in southern california that specializes in old 1950′s tile.

Its going to probably cost me about 2k just for the tile alone.  The maroon you see in the picture, this place has a perfect match for about $13/sq ft.  Yeah.  This shower is Tiffany and I’s trip to Belize or anywhere fun this year.  I need to call the tile place tomorrow to order it, but something makes me think that the price is going to be over 2k.  :(

On another note, since I want to move everything off of LJ to here, you’ll notice that I have LJ comments disabled.  You can comment via OpenID.  Put in your LJ/DJ/whatever (AIM is also an OpenID Provider) and you can comment here.

I’ll let you know what the final bill is for the shower once I call the place tomorrow.

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ATT Worldnet/SBC-Global Mail Service Blockage

January 11th, 2009 1 comment

One of my really good friends bitched about how they weren’t getting any of my RPG mailing list emails (the list has like 5 people on it.  Too many to remember to mail individually).  They have an sbc-global.net email address *sigh* So I decided to log into the server and see whats going on.  This is what I received:
Jan 11 17:36:32 vadept qmail: 1231724192.132200 delivery 42192: failure: Connected_to_207.115.20.21_but_sender_was_rejected./Remote_host_said:_553_5.3.0_flpi189_-_n0C1aVjR003857,_DNSBL:521<_209.142.3.151_>_is_blocked.__For_information_see_http://att.net/blocks/

Hm, lets see how much FAIL AT&T can give me:

  • http://att.net/blocks/ gives me a 404 error.  Way to go!
  • My email server is on zero RBL’s and gets a clean bill of health from Spamhaus.
  • Googling the error points me to: http://worldnet.att.net/general-info/521.html
  • They have a link to a form there, its at http://www.att.net/general-info/bls_info/block_admin.html

Now here is where the snowball of stupdity just keeps on growing.  Now you have to paste in your error into the form box, but the form box is way too small to paste the entire message error in.  Furthermore it bitches if it sees any special characters (say, like < > which are PRESENT IN ITS FUCKING ERROR).  So in the “what changes have you made” section, I said that their error-message link was broken, the error pasting was too small, and i’m not on any RBL’s.

So if you’re an AT&T admin reading this, please fix your shit.  From one admin to another this looks really bad.  I know you’re a big badass telco/world-domination company, but not fixing this is just going to have my friend drop your service like a hooker with herpes and give their money to a company that has their shit together.