Religion and Sneezing

It would seem like those words don't really have too much in common, but alas we all know the superstition behind them. Of course I'm talking about saying "God, Bless You" after someone unleashes a convulsive expulsion of air from their lungs that we call sneezing. The genesis behind the phrase dealt with evil demons being released from your body and by some how saying God Bless You, you are eradicating the malevolent forces in your cursed body. Today, we say it in good manners for some reason. It's really the only thing of it's kind in our society. It's not like we say "God Save Your Soul or something when you fart or are heard audibly puking. It's a archaic societal habit that we've never seem to question really. Everytime I hear someone say it in a public place following sneeze, it just seems to cause more of a disturbance, when a group of people have tp decide who should say it first. If you don't say it the implication is that you have bad manners. I've just always had trouble understanding this common practice. Why am I obligated to say something, just because a person is blowing snot and spit out of their nose. I'm not just not a fan. Am I the only who's felt this way?

The Cheating Game

Recently, I had a discussion with a friend regarding infidelity and if physically cheating was just as morally wrong as having a vivid fantasy about other women during sex. My objective opinion was that if you were able to have sex with someone with no strings attached in say Las Vegas, never see that person again, and then never tell your spouse about it, how is that so far and beyond actually creating a sexual reality inside your mind. Just because you don’t actually act on a desire that doesn’t necessarily make you any more innocent then the next guy who does carry out his intention. The guy that does go through with the nasty probably was strongly propositioned with the advancement and/or not worried about the consequences. (The consequence usually being that you are caught by your significant other, hurting them immensely and probably causing ire by all those around you.) Or just maybe you don’t due to Religious Obligation...

Let’s just say though, that there is this beautiful receptionist at work, and all day you think about pounding the shit out her. You literally put yourself in that place and the day dream is so real that it might have been a long lost memory. Then you go home that night and tell your better half, “Hey, all day I was just thinking about fucking the shit out of this gorgeous blond.” Then you proceed to give extremely graphic details about the incident and so on and so forth. Obviously she would be heartbroken, and I would go as far to say she would more hurt that you put so much effort into telling a sexual anecdote that would blow the shit out of any tacky Fabio romance novel.

The point I guess I’m trying to make is cheating is just something society created. Whether you really commit the sin or make the x-rated movie in your head, you’re still just as guilty as the sinner. I don’t condone actually going behind your lovers back and strapping on the Jimmy with the next available harlot, but what I am saying is that there is a blurred line between what you’re intentions are and what you believe. Don’t think for a moment just because you haven’t betrayed them, that makes you morally righteous.


On a side note: This doesn’t apply to thinking about murder or pedophilia, because not only are they regulated by laws and regulations, but I can assure that most people don’t really enjoy mutilating people. Sexual desire I think we can agree is something that is felt by all humans at some point. I also believe this only applies to men, because women appear to be hot-wired in some other way, I could be wrong though, but since I’m a guy I can only base this theory on my own experiences.

People who drive the Toyota Prius are Tools.

The Toyota Prius. A vehicle supposedly designed to provide outstanding gas mileage and low CO2 Emissions, instead just another trendy vehicle for hipster and upper middle class sycophants to feel better about themselves while they sip on cafe lattes. In Scottsdale alone I must see about 300-400 hundred of these dung beetles fashion statements a day, so that's about 7 in every 10 cars in traffic. It wouldn't really bother me that much except that I read this little number: In July 2007 the The New York Times[61] published an article using data from CNW Marketing Research finding that 57% of Prius buyers said their main reason for buying was that "it makes a statement about me.", while just 36% cited fuel economy as a prime motivator. So maybe all you fakes can hide behind your guise of global conservation and gas pump frugalness, but we all know you're just tools in line with the same testosterone meat heads that drive Hummers.
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