Folks, I’m not going to lie when I say a lot of things piss me off about the world. Everywhere you look things are getting worse. I’m not trying to be pessimistic, it’s just the way things are. War, famine, insane natural disasters, the butchering of the ending of Lost. It’s hard not to wonder how we’re going to make it to the next century. If we do, it’s going to take some serious cognitive reformations before anything changes.
Now before we get into some serious existential discussion about the meaning of life, I want to talk about what’s on the top of my list that needs to be dismantled: religion. In all seriousness, how has organized religion ever done anything other than increase the size of the vatican’s purse? Although I could go on a rant for days about it, I’ll let Saint Carlin do it for me:
Hello friends. It’s been far too long since we had one of our little chats, and for that I’m deeply sorry. State of Affairs isn’t defunct, but we’re in a period of serious change, and as a result my myriad responsibilities as Prince of the Internet have taken me elsewhere and will continue to do so for the foreseeable future. With that said, I’m going to make more of an effort to keep content coming on SoA, either personally or courtesy of my network of Correspondents in the form of guest blogs. Thanks for your patience; I really do appreciate it.
Thanks to the lovely long weekend afforded Canadians, I had a fair bit of time on my hands over the last few days, so I spent it wandering around Toronto. It’s relaxing and it gets me out of the dark, oppressive hovel I live in, so I figured it was worth braving the smog. But when I was walking down Queen Street this caught my eye:
Well cripes and begorrah, friends, hasn’t it been an interesting few days? I’d say it has, and frankly I’ve got a lot to nail down here, so bear with me. Of all the months for which I’ve done an “oddly enough” post this month has to take the proverbial cake. Got some doozies for you courtesy of the Strangest June in History.
Thank you for coming back my dear readers. It’s been quite some time since I’ve last updated the much-maligned State of Affairs webspace, but I would like today to mark the beginning of a trend back to what you’ve come to expect over our almost-one-year together. I promise I have an acceptable excuse for my absence, though, and before you start buying up nails and lumber for the inevitable crucifixion, I’d like to explain what I mean
Time to put the kids to bed and forgo the usual pasty preamble, my dear readers, because I’m going to get right into it today.
Seven days. Seven entire days with absolutely nothing to write about. Oh, I’m sure I could have found something, but frankly nothing really tickled my fancy, so I spent some time doing guest posts at Turning Down The Suck instead.