| Is this thing on? |
[Dec. 19th, 2005|07:51 am] |
It's been a while since we saw something that we thought belong in world_of_hate. Today, we present, Fuck Christmas, wherein FOX gets a smackdown.
Speaking of Jew-hating, Pat Buchanan has joined the hype-a-thon of the supposed Attack on Christmas, too. Or, as he put it, “What we’re witnessing here are hate crimes against Christianity.” Sorry? We’re not so hot on paying for an inflatable camel for your goddamn nativity scene and suddenly we’re Slobodan fucking Milosevic? Fuck you. Get some goddamn perspective, you little prick. When they start hunting Christians in the streets, it’ll be time to start yelling “Hate crime.” And no, it won’t count when they start chasing you with the torches. That’ll be called “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year.” |
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| Three words -- “Severe Head Trauma” |
[May. 7th, 2005|11:50 am] |
Best of Craigslist delivers the hate yet again:
7) The HFS (Huge Fucking Stroller): HOLY SHIT! Are you running a cloning lab? If your stroller needs a brake it’s too damn big. Take your kids to the playground and play some tag or something. Jesus, there are bikes flying by at 30 miles per hour. If one hits you your kid will fucking die. I know you think the world will stop for you and your precious little angels but get a clue. Three words “Severe Head Trauma”.
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/bos/70245362.html
I see lots of these people riding around San Francisco too. Now, if you're reading this anywhere near the time I'm posting - get the fuck outside! |
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[Apr. 15th, 2005|01:36 pm] |
“Is there gold hidden in the village?” she shouted as she drove the blade up through his back. “Is there silver? Gems?” She stabbed twice more. “Is there food? Where is Lord Beric?” She was on top of him by then, still stabbing. “Where did he go? How many men were with him? How many knights? How many bowmen? How many, how many, how many, how many, how many, how many? is there gold in the village?”
-- George R R Martin   "A Storm of Swords" |
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| spotted on my flist |
[Apr. 8th, 2005|09:05 pm] |
"what the fuck is wrong with this person?"
"she's using up valuable air that could be used to keep terrorists or child molesters alive. that's what's wrong." |
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[Mar. 1st, 2005|02:11 am] |
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I posted this in my own journal, but I thought it might fit here as well.
Normally when something bad happens I'm prone to being sad rather than angry. It's practically a default - very hard to really make me angry.
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[Jan. 24th, 2005|11:07 pm] |
"I don't have pet peeves -- I have fucking PSYCHOTIC HATREDS, okay?" - George Carlin |
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| HOTD |
[Oct. 19th, 2004|10:11 pm] |
"People are bastard-coated bastards with bastard filling." -A character on Scrubs tonight
How 'bout them Sox, eh? |
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| HOTD |
[Oct. 16th, 2004|02:17 pm] |
"If you make people think they're thinking, they'll love you. If you really make them think, they'll hate you." - D. R. P. Marquis (1878-1937)
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| GGRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!! |
[Sep. 10th, 2004|03:45 pm] |
With all that's been going on this summer, I forgot to re-register teaparty.org. Some enterprising ASSHOLE CAPITALIST BUSINESS has registered it AND want to SELL IT TO ME FOR NO LESS THAN US$688! FUCKERS! *HATE* |
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| People with Anger Management Issues Shouldn't Ride Public Transportation |
[Aug. 26th, 2004|05:48 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | hatefully bemused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Badly Drawn Boy - Once Around the Block (stuck in my head) | ] | I'm actually not feeling very Hateful about this incident in a visceral way, just an abstract way. I've managed to keep my sense of morally superior smugness about me.
I boarded the 4:45 northbound Caltrain (which, as usual, was late), quietly bungee'd my bike to the rack, and moved to the back of the car to sit down. I stopped at one of the clusters of 4 seats in a 2+2 (facing each other) configuration, and politely asked the middle-aged, white-collar managerial looking man sitting in the aisle seat to let me by so that I could sit in the forward-facing window seat. He glares. I note that he has his socks up on the seat and his briefcase in the seat next to him, thereby occupying 3 out of the 4 seats. Fine - I fit in only one seat, and it's the one I want (I don't like riding trains backwards, usually).
He verrrrrry sloooooowly removes his feet from the seat and starts slipping them back into his loafers, then kind of jerks his shoulder at the next row of seats and glares at me again. I politely say that I'd like to get by to the window seat. He thrusts his paper down in his lap forcefully, grabs his briefcase, and in a huff (a huff!) moves to the next row, away from me.
I sit down and ask "What's your problem?". "YOU!!" he growls back, then very aggressively straightens out his newspaper in front of him and makes a show of reading it.
Throughout the 20 minute ride he kept doing that thing with the newspaper where you make a lot of noise flapping the pages around, and glaring at me. Each time he did, I smiled at him, which of course irked him more. I wondered why he was such an ass? Didn't get that promotion? Maybe it was because I'm young & athletic and he was old and flabby-assed?
Meh. Whatever.
When he got up to get off the train, I saw that his ticket was plastered right SMACK in the middle of his butt! It was all I could do not to snicker loudly at him. And it stayed there until he left the station and I lost sight of him. |
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| The Gates |
[Jul. 31st, 2004|09:42 pm] |
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| | Da Vinci's Notebook - The Gates | ] | Is this song hateful? I don't know for sure, but it fucking makes me mighty fucking happy, dammit. And it involves tossing a computer off a roof (definitely hateful) and chasing down Bill Gates, who ends up on the lam -- definitely giving voice to some of my hateful thoughts. Works for me!
The Gates (MP3, 3.3MB). Warning, may cause hysterical giggling and mad laughter.
P.S. - see my journal for more on this band, including my new theme song. They are my new heroes. P.P.S -- pssst, zapevaj, did you find The Jody Grind's CDs? |
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| Public Transportation Hatred |
[Jul. 9th, 2004|06:53 pm] |
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| | gleeful | ] |
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| | NPR is talking about a "pizza farm" | ] | Any Bostonians in the audience? Truly, this here is a kindred soul.
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/bos/34813515.html
Oh my God in Heaven...I hate the T with the blinding white energy of a thousand exploding super-novas! If every grain of sand on Crane's Beach had the word "HATE" written on it, it wouldn't equal one tenth of one percent of the hate with which I am hating the T right now. I hate the T with a passion unequaled in the history of hating. Hitler didn't hate the Jews as much as I hate the T. Linguists will have to invent a new word to describe the hate that I'm feeling, because in all of history, no hate has been hated as much as the hate that I have for the T. NEVER! EVER!
The author also used the incredibly awesometastic phrase - "you pathetic gaggle of overpaid fuckmonkeys!!". Ahhhhh, I was missing my evening dose of pure HATE. Now, I am happy. |
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| Dumb-Ass Murder |
[Jul. 7th, 2004|09:44 pm] |
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| | Juno Reactor - Samurai | ] | There are some people in this world whom I would seriously have no problem killing.
Shopper the sea lion shot in head
If I could have a superpower (besides Rockstar, natch), sometimes I wish for telekinesis so that, when confronted with some total and utter fuckwads deserving of DEATH, I could telekinetically sever their spinal cords just below the skull (at the vertebra C1, vicious_wench informs me), leaving them to slowly asphyxiate while they contemplate their sudden & utter paralysis in mounting, futile horror. Maybe I just read too much Stephen King as a child, but that seems rather tasty.
[I should add, I've had this thought more than once while walking down Haight Street. Blech]
I mean seriously -- WTF?? |
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[Jun. 27th, 2004|01:52 pm] |
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Wouldn't it be a good idea for livejournal to make it possible to list 'hates' as well as 'interests'? |
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| Movie Theater + Movie Playing = SHUT UP |
[Jun. 22nd, 2004|06:48 pm] |
The subject of today's rant is those mouth-breathing troglodytes who can't keep from discussing every detail of a movie as it is occuring on the screen.
( OMG KILL YOU ) |
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| I Hate... |
[Jun. 22nd, 2004|07:31 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | cheerful | ] | ...women of "a certain age", invariably driving large Bavarian automobiles, who are oblivious to everything else on the road (i.e. me, on my bicycle) while they gesticulate into their cell phones while driving.
I Love...
....watching them get all apoplectic when I give them the finger. |
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| most annoying use of LJ *ever* |
[Jun. 16th, 2004|09:03 pm] |
would be this shit.
from THIS BUTTMUNCH.
HATE.
LOTS OF HATE.
bad enough i have too look at all YOUR quiz results/memes; do i HAVE to have the posted to MY journal as well?
apparently i didn't get the thick and rich "irony". would someone explain it to me?
i hate people. |
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| Evil! |
[Jun. 16th, 2004|08:46 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | evil | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Hooverphonic - Plus Profound | ] | I love these evil people! Oops, I mean H8!
Edited to add: been reading the site, and I think they belong in world_of_dumb, but that doesn't exist.


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| World of Hate Update |
[Jun. 3rd, 2004|10:50 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| | cantankerous | ] |
| [ | music |
| | Mortiis - Parasite God (stuck in my head, thank you MEAT) | ] | Wherein we reflect upon the unifying power of hatred, and also sneer at a couple of wusses. |
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