The World is Retarded

Over half the population of the United States of America voted for Barack Obama as President. Some voted because of why he wanted to become President - Change - and some voted simply because he was black. And when someone votes for a man as President just because he is black, well… that says something about the world we live in and the people we live with.

It’s all about people.  ”Oh noes, he is black, that’s a different color, whoaaa cry!” really, what the fuck… Some people are black, and that’s like …WHAT-EVER!

The only reason racism is practiced is because some people have something against people that are different. When multiple people discover they have similar dislikings, they bond. That’s how friendship is created. And we all know the value of friendship. …So eventually you have a bunch of friends who dislike black people, and they want to do something about it. Here’s what you can do about it: Kill yourself. Really, it’s that fucking simple. If you’re not happy with people around you being different, and all you do is mindlessly hate, then kill yourself - end your misery, and most importantly: end ours - because the existence of you is nothing but selfish and destructive in a very retarded way. And if you get rid of whatever you hate, you will find something new to hate. Kill yourself or help the circle. 

From this paragraph and on, I will be manipulating you, because I know how people think. This will be very short (oh, snap!). 

You all just had to make a big deal out of it and remind me of what mindless idiocy there is all around us, didn’t you. I now present to you the best question ever put to tongue:

- Why do you hate and/or dislike people that are different (ie. black people) ?

Some of you will write a book about it, but some people are fine of with saying it as it is, something like, but meaning the exact same as: - I just fucking hate black people; they are nothing but ugly, criminal bastards and I just fucking hate them because our world and sanctuary is a better place without them. Bare in mind that I know exactly what you are thinking at this very moment, because I am in fact manipulating you. Then I say…

- No, but really, why do you hate black people?

Because you didn’t really answer the question, did you? I asked you why you hated black people, which means I already am living in good faith of that you already hate black people; so why does your answer say nothing more than “Yes, I hate black people, and I just hate them because I hate them” ? It is because you should have killed yourself many years ago. Your hate knows no bounds and has no origin - you’re just mindlessly hating.  May a fucking truck hit you on your way to work or school. 

NO! If you dislike black people, you are in no way different even though your answer may be a thousand paragraphs of text. I AM manipulating you. I KNOW what goes through your head the very moment where you read what I have written. 

Hate is retarded. It always has origin in someone being retarded. If a white man hates a black man, it is either because the black man did something retarded to the white man, or because the white man is retarded. Either way - black or white or yellow or green - you are all retarded people in a retarded world. Hate is mindless, because it is caused by either a lack of understanding or actually understanding everything. I hate you all due to the latter. 

Fuck off.

Oh, and if you kill Obama, you help terrorism real-time. Try think out why. Impress me.

After nearly six years of smoking, I stopped. I’ll add that I was ill at the time, and the coldsweating was definitly because of the illness I had, but there is also a possibility that it also was because I had not smoked for some time. However, this is not really hard to overcome, at all. 

Six weeks and six days passed; I had thought a lot about this subject. I had been living as a non-smoker, previously having smoked for nearly six years. Conclusion ended with Why quit? Addiction was overrated, and all I could think was that the rest of the world was a bunch of weak, sad bastards. So I had a smoke, and that smoke did in no way make me feel like wanting to smoke regularly, like I had before. To all of you who quit smoking and started up again: You didn’t really want to quit smoking.

Really, what the fuck? If you don’t want to quit smoking, then keep on going. No one is going to stop you. Yourself is what matters here. And so what if you die earlier? You’ll die some day anyway; probably doing society a favor. If you get cancer - you know you had it coming, because you were smoking and the world of knowledge had always told you there was an increased chance of developing cancer if you were smoking. Then again, you can smoke forever and never develop cancer, while some innocent 13-year-old does, and dies because of it. The world is not just, the world doesn’t evolve around being fair. When talking about chance; an increased chance may as well be the same as a decreased chance. Whatever the statistics may be, they could as well be the opposite. 

The world sucks. You are all retarded. 

Ever since the first time I tried pot, I said to myself I was never going to degrade my body and mind by consuming THC and slowing down the engines of myself. Today I look at the world and ask myself: Why the fuck should I care about whether I smoke pot or not? Both my mother and my ex-girlfriend have both used more drugs than I ever will! Well grown adults, like the world leaders, cannot even avoid conflicts and war - because they are retards. When a 19-year-old feels the need to tell the world how things should be done, and the world rejects such ideology on a daily basis; why the fuck should I care about whether I smoke pot or not? Even better: Why the fuck should I care about sigarettes and addiction, when addiction is nothing but a bullshit excuse about being a weak whiny bitch because you don’t have the fucking courage to say that …Oh My God, I WANT THIS TO LAST FOREVER!

Since when did a low-life 19-year-old as myself start to look at the world and say: It’s all bullshit, you all suck, I shouldn’t ruin a life’s worth of fun just because you can’t get your shit together and say: We are all retard fuck-ups. Since when? Since I was fucking born, idiots. 

If you want justice, you hire a just person. If you want leadership, you hire a leader. If you want a fucking hypocrite, then you hire your own fucking self. I am a retard for thinking the world is retarded; I am a retard for even caring the slightest bit about anything but myself; I am a retard for ever giving up smoking; I am a retard for not doing drugs; I am a retard for not having killed myself at the age of twelve. 

Alas, you are all retard hypocrites who stopped caring about the world from the second you realized something was wrong with it. You are all retards, you who say the world is retarded, yet do nothing change the direction of it. 

Fuck this world - smoke, do drugs, lie, cheat, be idiots - I will do the very best I can not to be the one dedicating my life to making six billion other people happy. I will do the very best I can to care about myself, and tell you all that you are doing it WRONG!

People, you do not impress me. Do better.

Right and wrong. How important is it to be right or wrong. Who decides what is right and wrong. And most importantly; who verifies what is right and wrong? The answer is authority. Oh, great.

So what happens when the authority is wrong. Authority should accept facts and not be directed by personal complexes, however; since the society of authority does not worship actual brilliance and sincerety, things tend to become retarded. 

Dear Adam Hilliker.

You should die.

Sincerely, World.

This is an example of authority being retarded. I find only one valid excuse for this person, Adam Hilliker, to be alive and breathing: to set an example of what is retarded, unacceptable and arrogant in a way disregarding the ideology of a knowledgable world. The Earth is round, not flat, Mr. Adam Hilliker. Please proceed to the nearest entrance of The Internet and upload some motivational imagery of yourself. Then die. 

Seriously: Just go fucking die in a fucking fire. 

If you, by your current age and education, do not know any better, you should go and kill yourself as soon as fucking possible. The world is a better place without you. 

Really, what the fuck were you thinking…

Today I saw an old lady, standing in the cold. She was holding a cup, marked by the foundation she was a part of; evidently collecting money for charity. …which is fucking retarded. 

In a town with about maybe 25.000 inhabitants, how much money does she really think she can collect in a day? I honestly believe that instead of spreading negative energy to people who like or do not like you, by holding a cup representing “Shit happened, be selfless, help the cause”, that she regardless of her age would make more money and have a better time and bothering a couple hundred less people by simply getting a fucking part-time job. 

I mean, this “cause”, the very purpose of which she is standing there; is it to get as much money as possible for the cause, or more obscurely forcing people into becoming ”good” people by giving money to good causes. Need of cash, or manipulating society? Old lady, get a fucking grip. You may or may not be a dominating mind, but whoever is inspiring you is obviously wrong or lying - unless there is a great conspiracy which purpose is to make people ”better” people, which you then are a part of. 

To be completely fucking honest, I’d rather give half my salary to a family of foreign beggars (who btw migrated to just beg for money, true story) than a fucking nickle to any of those 70-year-old devil-worshiping ladies on the street, with the devil’s mark - The Salvation Army: Give us cash or go to hell. Your obscure manipulation mixed with religion and ongoing society problems has become a problem of soceity. 

How’s that for irony, you fucking tard.

At the 14th of August, Microsoft opened an online blog - Engineering Windows 7 - where they explain that the sole purpose of the blog is to have a dialogue with whoever might be enthusiastic about the coming OS; the actual development of Windows 7.

Basically, they want to make the best OS in existence. Microsoft has always had high ambitions, quoting from the birth of this grand computer company: -A computer in every home. And let’s face it - they did that. Not on their own, though they were a major part of it. A Graphical User Interface + Massive, merciless marketing, couldn’t expect less - the world is retarded. Bluescreen on a can. Yeehaaaa! But at least they tried, and did good with Windows 2000/XP.

Anyways, if you have anything to say that may be for the greater good of the coming OS, they urge you to comment that in their blog.

http://blogs.msdn.com/e7/

I’ve tested about a dozen remote desktop solutions, and this seems like an easy-to-use one.

Just thought I’d note it for later use: http://vyew.com/site/

So, me and my colleague friend are working on a Weather-forecast module for the RSS-TV site project. We import the data from yr.no.

The other night I was adding CSS to the forecast table he had made. It sucked. I couldn’t figure out what the hell made the results bloody retarded. 1-1-2-3. The freakin’ tags wouldn’t let me bitch them around, but still some would. And that didn’t make me all warm and fuzzy inside - it made me cold, harsh and frustrated.

I then started writing my own table from scratch, but I quickly saw conflicts. So I went to yr.no to see how their table was structured. I looked through it, copy&pasted it into a .php-file with a header+meta tags etc, and then went for the CSS file…

NOT A FUCKING LINE BREAK! It was horrible. Impossible to work with unless you’re an autstic. Why the hell have they chosen to keep all the CSS, to the public, on one freaking line!? It’s available for the whole fucking world to see! And it is still humanly possible to edit this into a readable stylesheet - it just takes time. So what is the point? The only valid reason I can imagine is IF the webbrowser(s) work faster with the CSS on one line, but I really don’t know. All I know is it looked retarded.

So I made a PHP-script for it. The only help I got was asking my friend one question: -Mikal, do I use the str_replace function or?… Yes. That means I did it by my own self. Yay.

It’s really just a brady bunch of variables, the use of one function thrice and then an echo. Much fun. I love writing algorithms, which makes it fairly easy to imagine the code.

<?php

$alone     = ‘{<br /><span style=”margin-left:50px”></span>’;
$altwo     = ‘;<br /><span style=”margin-left:50px”></span>’;
$althree = ‘<span style=”margin-left:-50px”></span>}<br /><br /><br /><br />’;

$phrase =’insert shit here’;
$one = str_replace(’{', $alone, $phrase);
$two = str_replace(’;', $altwo, $one);
$three = str_replace(’}', $althree, $two);
echo ‘<br />’.$three;

?>

Basically, the script transforms CSS, that is written on ONE line, into readable CSS.

The world is now a better place. All nasty CSS are belong to the world.

Just thought I’d note this…

A website where you can download a pack of 1.000 mini buttons, called Silk Icons.

And another website with nice examples of how buttons can be designed with code, by Rediscovering the Button Element.

Nice ones. Keepers.

So, in less than 24hrs I managed to make a USB memorystick able to boot Linux Ubuntu Live. Once you’ve booted the Live Desktop, you can install Linux Ubuntu (8.04, aka. Hardy Heron).

You cannot install Ubuntu without actually loading the Live Desktop, which is slightly retarded, but since the Ubuntu Live Desktop spent approximately one minute from zero to now-you-can-surf-porn; I reckon this isn’t a problem for any computer close to the specifications of my Lenovo T60 with 2.5GB RAM.

And this is 2008. So if your computer is more retarded than the now-bootable USB memorystick (Which needs a <1GB space capacity for the files) then the world thinks you should consider an upgrade before you kill yourself because your hardware suddenly seems as inferior as the small equipment between your ridiculously tall legs.

So, more over to the guide on How-To do this.

It started yesterday evening, when I came home. I thought it was time to install Ubuntu on my new second-hand laptop, and then I thought: -Hey, just installing Ubuntu is boring, and nothing new. I may as well learn something and try installing it from a USB memorystick. Because that’s so hardcore.

So I started Firefox, ALT+HOME to open Google, and wrote: how to install ubuntu usb

I found this guide at ubuntugeek.com: http://www.ubuntugeek.com/how-to-install-ubuntu-linux-from-usb-stick.html but I couldn’t be arsed to start any of the Linuxes I had available because it involved one or another way of having to close World Of Warcraft and grasp me into the boredom of either burning an Ubuntu CD to boot live and typing unfamiliar commands which may or may not work, or booting the ancient Linux debian-or-ubuntu distro I had on my older computer.

So, this morning I came to work and burned an Ubuntu CD, ran Live Desktop and ran the commands from the guide into the Terminal. I then realized the guide told me to use fdisk to set the boot flag… but not how. I thought I’d give the little chap a go, but it wouldn’t boot. Then I started calling my collegue and friend so that he would at all come to work today, and when he came I presented to him the guide and all that shit. The conclusion was: find another guide, and what a retarded guide you have found.

Then we found this guide: http://ochsenhirt.org/2008/05/23/install-ubuntu-804-lts-from-usb-howto/ which amazingly had the little chap of a memorystick booting within just a few minutes.

The guide is basicly, and this was done in Windows XP:

• Format the device to FAT32
• Download and install syslinux, to then run syslinux -ma k: via Run->CMD (because k: was the given letter of the device)
• Download an Ubuntu ISO image, extract it to the device, copy all files from /isolinux to root and lastly rename isolinux.cfg to syslinux.cfg.
• Alas, boot the shit!

First blog entry. Might as well say a few words:

The reason I created this blog was because a dear friend of mine told me it would be a good idea. So if you ever want to complain, go to mikalv.net and blame him.

In other words, this blog will contain a lot of sarcasm, reflecting the agonizing feeling I have about the world being really retarded. It is really annoying to live among all this stupidity, and since I want the stupidity to end, instead of committing suicide, I guess I am pretty much stuck with the pain.

This is a blog about pain…