patricky

Sometimes the stupidest shit raises my hackles, to the point where I wonder if my anger at inconsequential things is a defensive reaction to keep me from being really angry at things that matter.

Today, it's the SG faq, and its unneccessary dig at Walter Cronkite and Edward R. Murrow. I mean, my God, how much more pointless can anger get?

And don't get me started on the Kool Aid man. Crimson bitch.