one liners for a while I fear...
I'll continue to respond as best I can to the comments in the other posts here and on the blogs I'm currently terrorising, but don't expect me to make much sense (what's new, eh?)
Not looking for sympathy, medical advice, counselling, or abuse,
Don't you spare a thought now, it's all my fault you know. For refusing to do anti-depressants or ECT. I'd be cured if I did that. We all know that anti-depressants and ECT have eradicated depression and suicide.
We all know that....
And anyway, there's a new theory doing the rounds - depression is a choice. See? Told ya it was my fault...
Now piss off!
Fool-suffering factor = zero
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Watch it, Link!!! Just watch it !!!
Are you implying I'm not the only one out there who's asking, "Why isn't depression a choice?"
peace, love, and agreement from me.
No, Rocker, you are not the first to hurl that theory about. And it's finding renewed traction within NeoCon Psychology 101 school of thought.
It's right up there with shooting PTSD sufferers on the battlefield because they are "traitors and cowards". It saves the state a fortune and stops these "misfits" writing embarrassing stuff on blogs years later.
It's a very NeoCon way of viewing the world.
I should stop here...
Brownie!!!! Am I pleased to see this comment!!! You scared me, girl!!!
Peace love and mungbean rissoles right back atcha!!!
Link has a nice little place for you to go for a holiday. Very secluded, even has a pet that would suit you, stays by the front gate, doesn't make a sound and you don't have to feed it.
You are just plain evil, JahTeh. :-)
You seem well enough to go out for the occasional visit, which will be repaid in robust content, which will make you (a bit) content. And I am appreciative of your visits. Feel free to holiday...
I think I may be bi-polar, Phil. I do some of my best blogging when I'm manic. Mood swings happen quickly and without notice. The only thing which stops me thinking about doing stupid things when I get into a rage about what these bastards get up to in our name is to repeat to my mantra to myself a few hundred times till the urge to rip their heads off and stuff them up their arses subsides... "I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist. I am a pacifist..."
Oh, and about going out "visiting", Phil, I've spat the dummy at Lavatory Rodeo and Polemica, and asked them to remove their links and I've removed my links. And in my fit of rage I have also de-linked from every pompous, pretentious ozblog I was linked to. Nil Taurus Excreta is my new motto. And I'd definitely de-link from this blog if I knew how... ;-)
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