Son of a bitch.
Feb. 19th, 2008 01:49 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Is it really possible to viscerally hate someone you've barely exchanged four words with? This will be a vitriolic rant; be warned.
I fucking hate, I mean HATE this guy in my English class. He never pays attention to what's going on in class, constantly wears earbuds and holds up the class when he's called on since the teacher has to reexplain everything to him. The first day of class he called himself an "artist" and yet from what he's shared in class, is a complete shit writer. He's the guy who is doing the large peace signs and "STOP ALL WAR" scrawls in chalk on the buildings downtown near campus. He goes on rants about how he hates Hillary Clinton, even going to a talk Chelsea did, heckling her and holding up a sign saying, "HILLARY IS PRO-WAR." When Mike Huckabee was in town, his campaign bus right across the street from my school, he ran outside and started screaming about Huckabee being a racist and a fascist and a couple dozen other words I'm sure he only vaguely knows the definitions of. When he ran out of vague pejoratives, he started going on about how Huckabee is at least better than John McCain. Today in class, same as usual, not paying attention, et cetera, general annoyances, but then someone asked about where to vote in today's primary and he starts going off about how he went to the polls and got a ballot then tore it up in front of the poll workers and threw it away and then started bleating, "Baraaaaaaack Obaaaaaaama." The guy is a fucking moron, thinking he's so nonconformist and independent a thinker and is one of those people who will accuse anyone with an opinion nearing popular thought to be uneducated and brainwashed, yet his own beliefs are such obvious repetitive talking points and prejudices. Everything about him makes me want to punch him in the face. After his Obama bleating, I said "What a fucking moron." to myself and I think a few people heard me since a couple turned and smiled. I am going to have a very difficult time being objective when we start workshopping our writing.
Fuck.
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I fucking hate, I mean HATE this guy in my English class. He never pays attention to what's going on in class, constantly wears earbuds and holds up the class when he's called on since the teacher has to reexplain everything to him. The first day of class he called himself an "artist" and yet from what he's shared in class, is a complete shit writer. He's the guy who is doing the large peace signs and "STOP ALL WAR" scrawls in chalk on the buildings downtown near campus. He goes on rants about how he hates Hillary Clinton, even going to a talk Chelsea did, heckling her and holding up a sign saying, "HILLARY IS PRO-WAR." When Mike Huckabee was in town, his campaign bus right across the street from my school, he ran outside and started screaming about Huckabee being a racist and a fascist and a couple dozen other words I'm sure he only vaguely knows the definitions of. When he ran out of vague pejoratives, he started going on about how Huckabee is at least better than John McCain. Today in class, same as usual, not paying attention, et cetera, general annoyances, but then someone asked about where to vote in today's primary and he starts going off about how he went to the polls and got a ballot then tore it up in front of the poll workers and threw it away and then started bleating, "Baraaaaaaack Obaaaaaaama." The guy is a fucking moron, thinking he's so nonconformist and independent a thinker and is one of those people who will accuse anyone with an opinion nearing popular thought to be uneducated and brainwashed, yet his own beliefs are such obvious repetitive talking points and prejudices. Everything about him makes me want to punch him in the face. After his Obama bleating, I said "What a fucking moron." to myself and I think a few people heard me since a couple turned and smiled. I am going to have a very difficult time being objective when we start workshopping our writing.
Fuck.
/rant
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Date: 2008-02-19 11:06 pm (UTC)This reminds me ... I was at the train station to day, waiting for my train (there is a college campus near my office), and I saw a guy ahead of me with long black hair, black clothes, and a black trenchcoat. As he turned slightly I noticed from his profile that he had a black goatee. The girl beside him (c'mon, you can guess this) had dyed black hair, thick-framed glasses, and a black beret. Seriously - I had to stifle a laugh at their lovingly created "original bohemian" college student looks. (I realize this makes me sound a total bitch, making such a snap judgement, I'm sure they were really nice kids. But still.)
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Date: 2008-02-20 04:15 am (UTC)I make the same kinds of assumptions about people every day. Sometimes I feel bad about it, but then I remember that me and my friends were doing the same shit a dozen years ago and others were doing it a dozen years before that. Once you're far enough away from it, you see how silly it all looks and wish you could just shake them and wake them up, or maybe I do at at least :P