Saturday, August 20, 2016

So Much for Buspar and Onward to Smoking Hipsters

It's not just benign, it's nearly worthless.  An experiment with 20mg isn't an experiment at all but simply guessing and that's never good with this kind of rubbish.  Hoisting a glass of beer is the only worse substitute for the ganja as it's not even close to the same, it makes you stupid, and then you puke.  The Buspar isn't worse, it doesn't appear to be much of anything.

Ah well, I shall continue as I have in sleeping for short as determined by a bladder patrol and coughing my guts up until I clear my chest again.  The situation is brutal and it's damn slow going away.  Remember Alex coughing so hard it made the room stop along with his gasping for air?  He wasn't faking.  I didn't think he was since there was already fair evidence that was coming but there was a lot of 'oh Alex' and that still chafes a tad (not much as it's long past).


The hipsters are oh-so-clever with their smokes and their puerile contempt for life but likely all they think of it is some time, a long time from now, maybe I will get cancer or some other horrible thing ... but I will be smarter than that and I will quit first.

You fucking won't.

Maybe you (cough) Clever Dicks out there (i.e. popular expression with Brits) think it goes like when you're old, your lungs fall apart and then you die.

You fucking don't.

Emphysema takes forever to kill you and cancer isn't much different.  It gets to the point at which the doctors want to do surgery to find out which disease or both but you tell them to piss off because nothing is worth doing to prolong this. (I've already done that)

Long before emphysema and/or cancer, your reserve lung capacity is gone and you won't even know it unless you exert yourself physically as much as you can.  Yes, (gasp) exercise.

Without the air, it's not the ability to run a mile you lose since you don't do it anyway but good-bye to fuckin'.  If you can't get the air, you won't be fucking anything but Kleenex and probably not even that.  Maybe that's not as destructive to a woman but it's probably about the same.  If she can't get the air, she's never going to catch that train and she will know it.

But not when she's a young hipster.  She's much too clever for that.


Even the anti-smoking campaigns are too pussy to address this aspect of the situation but it's damn sure true.  The mantra is simple:  if you don't like fucking then you just keep smoking, young hipster.


If the hipster is still in the twenties or maybe even thirties, stopping immediately may well yield solid results as the lungs can repair themselves to some extent but not if you abuse them any longer than that.


Note:  no news regarding previous biopsies and it's long enough now that a positive result is extremely unlikely so there's not currently any active skin cancer.  That diagnostic assessment, by the way, has been done with better-than-human accuracy by experimental roboids so, yep, those jobs will ultimately evaporate too.  Likely it's a long way before humans accept roboid surgery but they probably do that better as well.  The sciencers are pushing extremely hard in multiple directions on this type of laboratory analysis and surgical technique so this is not even close to sci-fi when they're doing it right now.

Hang on to your hats as there's damn sure going to be turbulence as you go into the biggest change since the Industrial Revolution.

Exaggeration?

Perhaps but probably not.  Jeebers ... look the hell around at jobs poofing faster than 25-cent packs of cigarettes (i.e. price in sixties) and, yah, gasoline was about 25 cents a gallon ... for super (larfs).


In the sixties, jobs were so common no-one even gave that much crap to Mexicans because America needed the workers and the US government had active policy to encourage them to come.  Of course in time they flipped and now they're drug-peddling, white-woman raping, hellbots.


2 comments:

Anonymous said...

If you get pissed at mexicans for taking your job, then work as hard as they do and take thier's
If I need to hire help lately it has been hispanic individuals. They will usually out work me. And are almost never late.
The same goes for filling my houses with occupants. With the geography of my houses I mostly have hispanic occupants,presently only one American and only one who I have trouble with rent pais on time

Unknown said...

You know I did try to keep up with them in the fields and they worked this boy and his brother into the ground. I think when he came out there with me he saw right away there was no chance to pull the dollars they would and we ended up screwing off and throwing tomatoes at each other. So, yah, we didn't have the same maturity either (larfs). Hispanics always had my respect after that. I don't know if I really thought anything before that as they were just more people in America.