Well, over 30 Senators voted against the stem cell research bill – it passed, but our illustrious president has vowed to veto it. I would like to see the Senators and Mr. Bush put their money where their mouths are and immediately follow this with a bill to outlaw in-vitro fertilization, since it also produces embryos that will be destroyed. I’m not holding my breath, though.
It is always a stunning display of social ineptitude when n00bs enter the mts2 chatroom. I wonder – what motivates a person to assume the room was dead before they entered, or perhaps that it’s full of bored people waiting for strangers to come and engage them in conversation, hoping beyond all hope that someone will bypass the social banter and immediately call them into a private chat? What’s up with that? And are there actually people out there who will drop everything to chat with some stranger who wows them with the stunning opener, “hi”? If there are, they are probably also the same ones who buy V1a*ra over the internet.
So to you, chatroom n00b, I offer this mind-expanding scenario:
You’re in the library, having a nice quiet chat with your book discussion group. You’ve been meeting for quite some time now, and have not only enjoyed your time with the other members of the group, but even formed friendships with some of them outside of the library. Just as you’re about to debate the symbolism of the protagonist remembering his childhood near-drowning as his wife is leaving him, a dirty, smelly homeless guy walks into the room. He heads right for you, leans over the table, and sticks his face right up in yours, blocking your view of your companions with his mouth full of missing or discolored teeth. “HI!!!” he screams at you. You try to ignore him, but he keeps moving to recapture your attention. “HI!!! I SAID HI! TALK TO ME, YOU BITCH!!!”
You, chatroom n00b, jumping into a chat and immediately PM’ing strangers, are that dirty, smelly, homeless guy. Think about it.
Twice so far (on the Internet, of course) during this week, I’ve run into long diatribes by people who are so far superior to the rest of us that they feel they need to nitpick and criticize for many posts and paragraphs – all filled with spelling errors and grammatical errors. From where I stand, if you can’t spell “imbecile”, you’re in no position to call someone one. One was a snootyboots complaining about people misusing the english language, appalled in particular because she’s a teacher. Oh, the grammar was atrocious. If she hadn’t gotten so hot and bothered, I would have thought she was a troll. The second was a fellow who got persnickety with someone about how he wasn’t paying enough attention to detail – I mean, how hard is it to run something through a spellchecker, you miserable excuse for a human, he starts, then fills the entire screen with “manditory”, “carreerr”, “asperation”, “perminantly”, “definately”, “personallity”, “sinse”, “implimentation”, “permotions”, “concidered”, “enimies”, “loose” (instead of “lose”, used several times), “consiquences”, “benifits”, “to each thy own”, (Oh, and here’s a good one stuck in the middle “forgive me my misspellings, if any”) “origonating entitys”, “concequential” (note previous spelling. . .hmmm.) “irrelivant”, and “concidere”. He tells the recipient, a moderator and frequent contributor at ModTheSims2, “One day if I ever post one of my careers here you will see that a standard should be at least set at at least a quarter that height.” Ah, so this is the reason we don’t have any way of knowing how superlative a person he is – he hasn’t actually >done< any of the things he’s denigrating by others. But he knows he’s better than the other people who’ve actually done anything, which is why he doesn’t need a spell checker. Heh.