For some reason it’s danish tradition to open presents and endure the brunt of celebration for christmas on christmas eve, so I got to open all my presents before you did.
I love rants.
At what point did a basic understanding of the separation of church and state become a fucking war on religion?
For christmas, and my birthday (1/11).
So I have a challenge for you, Mr. O’Reilly: If you really want to defend traditional values, then come with me on a trip to Darfur. I’ll introduce you to mothers who have had their babies clubbed to death in front of them, to teenage girls who have been gang-raped and then mutilated—and to the government-armed thugs who do these things.
Above all, forget the nonsensical idea that the economy needs us to buy in excess. Neither the planet nor our souls can afford that kind of economy. Why work ourselves to death to buy things we don’t need in order to provide jobs to keep ourselves working? If we backed off from mindless buying and searched instead for true meaning, we would be able to spend less, borrow less, earn less, and reclaim our time, attention, and serenity—our lives.
Me and the family made our winter exodus to my grandparents place in Montana, packing up the car with six people a dog and lots of piles of crap. We visited with family and skied mostly, it was a good time.