I assume that people are out there celebrating July 4th. At least the Americans are. I don't really know for sure. I just prefer to think that at least some of my friends are having fun today.
I'm certainly not. What seemed like good timing, long ago, has decayed over the years into one of those unfortunate coincidences that my life seems so replete with.
And that unfortunate coincidence is one of the things that I cannot bring myself to write about. That I will not allow myself to write about.
So I guess I'll stop now.
Or at least change subjects.
When I walk from work to The Pub for lunch - something I haven't done for a week because of rain and back twinges - I invariably pass one or more groups of protestors. I don't know what they're protesting. Some work atrocity, perhaps. I just know that I hate them all.
There's something wrong with the whole concept of protesting, I think. These people certainly have the right to free speech, but do they really have the right to annoy the fuck out of people with their chanting and marching?
That can't be what the founders had in mind.
I mean, if I wanted to protest, say, the lack of lesbian porn on prime-time television, I could do it. I could go get a permit. Make some signs. Perhaps recruit some like-minded individuals. And we could all go to our designated public-property sidewalk and march around and wave our signs and demand very loudly about how badly we want more lesbian porn.
Maybe some television executive would hear our demands, and maybe not. But it's a certainty that a lot of other people would hear them. People just walking by, trying to live their lives. They'd be subjected to our chants even though they (a) didn't want to hear our pleas, (b) didn't give a fuck, (c) couldn't do anything about our cause anyway.
But I'd still get to annoy them, because I had a permit allowing me to do so. It just doesn't seem right.
I think that one of the protest groups infesting Louisville, I think that they're demanding more pay or some shit like that. Hey, here's an idea.
If you don't like your job, then go get a new one. Take that energy you're putting into pissing me off every day, take that energy and use it to (a) take a fucking shower, and (b) find a better job.And another thing. If I find out exactly what these idiots are chanting about, like maybe they don't like The Amalgamated Drywall Company or something, well then Amalgamated Drywall is going to be satisfying all of my drywall needs for the rest of my life. Sure, there's a chance that they may be assholes, but I know for an absolute fact that the protestors are assholes. And the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Or something like that.
I can get my lesbian porn off the Internet. You can find a better job. I don't annoy you, and you shouldn't annoy me.