Look, look! Santa brought a new look for the site. Okay, not really. I did get a sweet pair of Harley-Davidson Gore-Tex winter riding gloves though. I merely switched the site to another Rapid Weaver theme. This one is called Smart Business. I'm still working on building my own theme. From what I've learned so far, it doesn't look like it's gonna be all that hard to do, but it's mind-numbingly boring. I'm sure it will be spectacular if I ever finish it, but today I'd rather spend my time bitching about right-wingers.

Speaking of Themes. I took Faux News off my viewing list on the sat-feed into the bunker, so I don't even accidentally watch it any more, but I know from surfing the inter-tubes that Bill O'Reilly is still beating his annual dead horse. It's the clerks-at-(insert offending retail outlet here)-are-saying-Happy-Holidays-instead-of-Merry-Christmas! War-on-Christmas! bullshit again. How many years in a row can he get away with selling this fiction? I guess the rubes are still buying though. I do realize that a large percentage of Faux viewers believe we found WMDs in Iraq too, but it just seems ludicrous that the same people can work themselves into a tizzy every year over someone having the audacity to wish them well using words other than the ones they wanted to be wished well in. People like this asshole. The whole thing is so phony anyway. Christmas was overlaid onto a winter solstice celebration that pre-dates the birth of Jeebus by thousands of years. These poor, persecuted, angry Christians need to actually read their bible. It says Jesus was born during lambing season. That could mean spring or fall. Either way it's not in December.

Somewhere in the human brain there must exist some quirk process for alleviating fear via the cultivation of hate. I imagine it to be similar to the primitive brain-stem fight-or-flight response all animals have to a threat, but residing in the more advanced human fore-brain where it's triggered not by any actual threat, but by some perceived possible future threat. It's the brain's way of coping with consciousness of death. Mankind is in a constant struggle with that portion of the brain that determines his ability to control his level of fear and continue to function past the immediate knowledge that death is literally everywhere. Religion and hate (and the practitioners of both) arise from an inability to simply accept some level of fear and put it aside. It's far easier for most of us to construct a barrier of myths between ourselves and death and let the enzymes of hate overwhelm that scared-rabbit fear.