Well, firstly, let me say – I have no illusions. No one is reading this blog, and no one ever will. That being said, I am not really writing here to reach out to the world and encourage them to save the whales, or create a support fund for the families of deceased mosquitoes. I dont write here in order to explain to people that if they give up everything fun in their lives, they will live 10 minutes longer either.

Au contraire. Nuke the whales. Kill mosquitoes. Drink,  smoke, fuck, have fun! Better a short life than a long and boring one.

The reason to why I write here, is simple. I write  because people frustrate me, or rather, they downright piss me off. And of course, because I am bored. Today I read blogs of people whining about how much they hate fireworks (written in a language that reminds me more of Dimmu Borgir’s growling than modern Norwegian… lrn2write ffs. Writing in dialect is NOT okay. If you cant write properly in norwegian write in english. Or chinese. Or whatever REAL language you know.) The person pointed out how silly fireworks are, how they harm animals (whats this late obsession with animals? Foodchain – learn to obey it!), how they affect old people who suffer from PTS after they were a part of WWII (yes, let the few poor souls that have some condition fuck up the fun for the rest of us. According to that logic, since I am paranoid, everyone on every blog I read should introduce themselves with their real names, social security numbers and references.) and so on. Fine, you have your opinion, I have mine – but for fucks sake…

Then I read a blog – or, I didnt even read the blog – I read the summary of the post – of a person who admires the fight norwegians put up against the fur industry and reminds how horrible conditions are for those poor geese that provide us with fois gras. I didnt even click that link.

It just reminded me of an old professor of mine, who believed that the world centered around his narrow field of expertise. Let’s say, for the sake of argument, that it was norwegian literature. He could find – or believe he found – explanations to relativity and to black holes in the depths of Henrik Ibsen’s boring memoirs or other equally obscure piece of forgotten lore (C) classic.

I honestly feel that humans, as a race, have exhausted their purpose. It’ll only be downhill from here. Ref. movie idiocracy.

Misanthropy reigns. Hail Eris.

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Its fun to see how people suddenly focused on Anon. And it is really fun to see how Anon’s sudden support to wikileaks (further refered to as WL as I am lazy), suddenly put them on the media’s radar. The really really fun part though, begins when journalists that have no idea about what and who Anon is begin writing articles.

Anonymous is a hacker group. Anonymous denies that :name: is related to them, a guy belonging to the hacker group “Anonymous” has been arrested. Oh, the lulz.

There is no hacker group. There are no organized twitter accounts, facebook groups, secret societies. Anon is a meme. In short terms, anon is a cross-breed between a hivemind, a discordian club and a viral crowd infected by the Laughing man syndrome. Anon is not a group that can be stopped, because everyone with an internet connection, or even without it, is potentially anon.

Think about the movie Matrix. Everyone not “unplugged” can become an agent at any time. That is what anon can be loosely described as. Individually, anon has a face, a job, a life, a girlfriend (a few of anons anyways). The concept here is, however that anon is not an individual. The moment someone is arrested for a crime anon commits, the individual arrested ceases to be a part of the hive. He becomes a person with life, goals, dreams, etc. He has weaknesses and feelings. And believe me, most anons dont care, or even know that one of them is gone, because it does not matter.

Its really not that easy to explain the whole depth of this. In the comic V for Vendetta, anon was described as a natural reaction of the humans to an opressive government. In the anime Ghost in the Shell, anon is a collection of individuals acting independently to achieve the same goal without even knowing of eachothers existence. Those are close, yet not particularly accurate representations of reality.

Everyone who wishes to hide behind the name Anon, is anon. Until he or she can no longer hide their individuality behind a mask. Be that mask a proxy, a literal Guy Fawkes mask or a fake ID.

So, how can someone stop a movement which has no one in it that can be stopped? In order to stop a group, you must stop enough individuals of the group. Be that by eliminating, convincing, or otherwise neutralizing them. How then, can you stop a group which has no individuals?

Hail Eris.

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Det er ikke ofte jeg skriver i den bloggen her. Langt sjeldnere igjen skriver jeg på norsk. Så, hva er det som fikk Monkey til å ville ta dette drastiske skrittet fra hans vanlige fylleinlegg og tilfeldige post-er? Jo, mine kjære lesere. Alle dere. Mer spesifikt, mennesker.

Jeg har tidligere nevnt at av alle dyr, er mennesket det jeg misliker mest (NB google misantropi), og ærlig talt, jeg trodde virkelig ikke at jeg kunne bli enda mer irritert og frustrert over mine artsfrender enn jeg allerede var.

Let me tell you a thing though – Monkey was wrong.

Gang på gang leser jeg blogginlegg, artikler, og generelle meningsytringer som får meg til å bite meg i leppa enten på grunn av ren og skjær idioti som lyser ned fra skjermen og penetrerer hjernen min, eller på grunn av kommentarer som er så latterlige at jeg ikke skjønner hvordan folk kan ta de seriøst. Men idag, har jeg altså ikke greid å bite meg i leppa (figurativt, siden leppe ikke er noe jeg faktisk bruker for å skrive blogginlegg).

Grunnen til dagens irritasjon/oppgitthet er enkel. Jeg har sett at så fort noen begynner å blogge om en ting, kommer det et lass av andre som ikke har kreativitet, iq, eller ork (all counts for the same) til å finne på noe eget, og fortsetter temaet. (Fscking flokkdyr som følger trender!) Jeg har også sett at nå om dagen er det populært å sutre over dårlig service, overalt. Det virker som om alle som går på RIMI, Elprice, kafeer, restauranter, vel, egentlig utenfor døra si, opplever kundebehandlere som kjefter på dem, gir dem ingen service, ja, gjør seg skyldige i alle verdens synder med (noen ganger) unntak av necro-zoo-fili. Og selv om jeg misliker å få dårlig service like mye som de aller fleste, må jeg bare si…

Ta dere sammen, fucking whiners!

Det virker som om dere vil at den stakkars servicemedarbeideren som tjener 100,- timen i servicemottaket på Expert skal ikke bare gi dere nytt produkt som dere ikke har krav på, men også gi dere ett gavekort på 12,000,000 NOK (noe mindre er jo uakseptabelt!), gå ned på kne, suge dere, betale barnebidraget til deres 20 løsunger og alt dette med et smil. Eller at servitøren på deres favorittkafe skal rulle ut den røde løperen med en gang dere er innenfor døra, gi dere complimentary meal, ti-tolv drinker, passe på ungene deres, dra hjem til dere, rydde, vaske, lage dere frokost på senga og holde hånda deres mens dere sovner. Selvfølgelig uten at dere gir en eneste krone i tips. De servitørene får jo så bra betalt allerede!

Seriøst. Hva er det dere forventer? Når dere kommer med en 12 år gammel TV og har en MENING om at den “burde jo vare vesentlig lenger enn 12 år! Den var jo så dyr når jeg kjøpte den!” eller en datamaskin der dere (as the fucking geniouses you are!) har installert 4 antiviruser, noe som ikke har forhindret dere i å ta ned 20gb med porno, der hver enkelt fil er infisert med et par trojanere, og mener at dette er en klar garantisak! Eller når dere kommer inn på en kafe, ber om “en toast” uten å spesifisere noe, og blir dritsure for at servitøren ikke på magisk vis viste at dere var laktoseintolerante og derfor ikke ville ha ost. Jeg kan, from the top of my head, ramse opp 40-50 tilfeller der enhver person med litt logisk sans, kunnskap, eller bare delvis sunn fornuft hadde skutt seg selv av ren frustrasjon over folk som tror at de vet. (By the way, jeg har fått nytt hatformel. Før hatet jeg spesielt folk som “visste at de trodde”. Nå skifter jeg mer og mer til å hate folk som “tror at de vet”.)

Jeg mener å fornærme og provosere med denne posten. Fordi det her MÅ TA SLUTT.

Dere må slutte å komme inn og prøve å krangle til dere ting dere ikke har rett på (IKKE KRAV PÅ NYTT PRODUKT DERSOM DEN ER ØDELAGT, leverandør HAR rett på avhjelp, lrn2forbrukerkjøpslov). Dere må slutte å kjefte på de som står på andre siden av disken. Vi prøver faktisk å hjelpe, men hvis dere oppfører dere som noen drittunger, prøver noen av oss ganske hardt å gjøre at dere får det jævligst mulig mens saken deres behandles av sjefer, forbrukerråd, eller whatnot. Og om dere går til en annen butikk – så skjer akkurat det samme når dere oppfører dere som om alle skylder dere noe. Problemet er i de fleste tilfeller ikke kundebehandleren. Problemet er DERE.

Dere må slutte å komme inn og tro at servitøren elsker dere betingelsesløst og er villig til å danse en lapdance for dere bare dere blunker til henne. Hun er faktisk ansatt til å være hyggelig (ikke forveksle hyggelig med å smile hvert eneste sekund dere ser på henne), gi dere mat innen rimelig tid, og ta betalt. ALT ANNET ER EKSTRA SERVICE SOM DERE KAN, OG BØR, TIPSE FOR. Herunder faller ting som høre på deres fylleprat, flytte på stoler slik at dere har plass til å sitte 200 stk på ett bord, ordne godteri til deres skrikerungejævler (goddamn, I hate kids), etc, etc. Noen er hyggelige nok til å være behjelpelige med dette, så fucking LRN2TIP!

Dere må lære dere å forstå at den personen dere snakker med liker sannsynligvis ikke å krangle med dere, men må følge regler som er fastsatt av hans eller hennes sjefer. Dere må lære dere at de fleste av oss som står bak en disk eller i en kafe VIL yte god service dersom det er mulig og dersom vi har tid. Men dere fscking kunder gjør det vanskelig for oss.

Så, la meg gi dere noen tips.

- Snakk rolig, vær hyggelig, så får du smil tilbake.

- Forklar saken din konsist og forståelig.

Feil: DERE PÅ ELKJØP HAR SÅ DÅRLIG KUNDESERVICE, JEG MÅTTE BETALE 300,- FOR EN REPARSJON PÅ EN PC INNEN GARANTITIDEN SOM IKKE FUNGERTE!

Riktig: Jeg lurer på hvorfor jeg måtte betale 300,- for en reparasjon som jeg trodde gikk på garanti. Kunnde jeg vennligst få en arbeidsrapport som begrunner fakturaen?

- Be om hjelp, ikke krev det.

- Sjekk hva du har rett på først, slik at du ikke kommer med absurde påstander (jeg kan ikke bruke TVen min som boksesekk, dette er en ÅPENBAR feil, siden TVer er ment til å tåle slag!)

- Husk at om DU mener en ting, er ikke dette nødvendigvis riktig. Kunden har IKKE ALLTID RETT! Hvis du mener at du MÅ ha kvitteringen  på en lyspære du kjøper, og selgeren ikke gir deg den, så kan du spørre, i stedet for å skrike til selgeren at han er en arrogant faen og at piercingen hans er stygg.

Regler for kafe/restaurant:

- Knipse på servitøren er et stort neinei. Personen får betalt for en jobb, det gir deg ikke rett å behandle ham/henne som en hund. Dersom du gjør det og får oppkvernet glass i maten din - blame yourself.

- Ikke tro at servitøren/kokken er en telepat. Hvis du mener at en pizza skal ha tyttebærsyltetøy og sure sokker på, si ifra om dette på forhånd, ikke lag en scene når du ber om “en vanlig pizza” og får en vanlig pizza.

- TIPS. TIPS står for “To Insure Proper Service”, og som de smarteste av dere sikkert vet – penger er en fin motivasjon til å få en person til å yte litt ekstra, være det å gi dere en smil, se etter tingene deres mens dere er på do, eller helle litt over normalen i vinglasset deres. Når dere ikke tipser, trenger faktisk ikke servitøren å gjøre mer enn det som står i kontrakten. Noe som oftest begrenser seg til å ta ut mat, ta betalt, og ta inn skitne tallerken, etc.

- Den neste personen jeg ser som tafser på en servitrisse som ikke har invitert til dette selv, kommer jeg til å brekke armen på. That’s all I’m saying about that.

- Samme som nevnt tidligere. Spør, ikke beordre. Dette hjelper mot uheldige hendelser som spytt i maten, kaninhoder i pastaen, metanol i drinkene, etc. Underlig det der, med at det er sjeldent koselige kunder som blir utsatt for slike ulykker…

- Servitøren kan ikke alt. Han eller hun hadde sannsynligvis drikket seg i hjel hadde hun måttet teste alle vinene, øltypene, spritene, etc. Så om hun ikke kan anbefale en vin som passer til retten “rødglødende mokasin under saus av barnetårer og jomfrublod” trenger ikke du å automatisk anta at hun er inkompetent. (Dette går også på andre yrkesgrupper. Tror du at en PC teknikker kan alt om vaskemaskiner bare fordi han jobber på Elprice?)

- Sunn fornuft og folkeskikk. Forestill hvordan du ville ha reagert på en halvfull gammel gris som står og puster gårsdagens pils inn i ansiktet ditt mens han kjefter deg opp og ned for en matrett han ikke vet hvordan skal smake, mens øynene hans er fiksert på utringingen din. If that sounds nice to you, maybe you should trade places with the poor girl behind the counter.

Bwah. Jeg kunne ha fortsatt, men det her er håpløst. Ingen kommer til å gidde å lese dette, og en brøkdel av disse “ingen” kommer til å faktisk prøve å følge det jeg skrev her. Så med litt flaks har jeg fornærmet en million mennesker idag, og kanskje fått en av dem til å tenke.

Spacemonkey signing out.

PS. Alt i kursiv er sanne hendelser som har skjedd meg eller som jeg har vært vitne til. Inklusive boksesekk-TV historien.

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I havent written here for a while, mostly because I have been busy and because lately I feel like people’s stupidity is so overwhelming that every attempt to fight it is like trying to put out a burning house with piss. But, as pointless as such an attempt might be, I still have to try when I read stuff like…

http://www.nettavisen.no/nyheter/article3005781.ece

Okay. I have previously stated my opinion regarding anti smoke laws, Norway being a fucking kindergarden state with politicians as nannies for us common folks, deciding that “we should eat our vegetables, go to bed at 10pm, and never smoke, drink, or do anything else that is not approved by health departments”. I have even mentioned the social stigmatization of smokers (like a person who told me that “Oh, but you smoke, you must feel so GUILTY!”, and was flabbergasted when I answered that I felt just fine, and enjoyed my cigarette far more than the conversation with her).

But the above linked article takes this whole conception one step further. While it appears to discuss legal grounds for what can be called an outside area designated for smoking, contra an indoor locale, it in fact shows the true discrimination against smokers. Let me illustrate…

“- Vi ser mange kreative løsninger på uteserveringer. Mange bygger vegger og tak, i tillegg til å sette inn varmelamper. I praksis vil det da fungere som et lokale, sier leder i Oslo servitørforening, Tore Skjelstadaune til Nettavisen.”

“- Når man kan sitte ute å ha det godt og varmt rundt seg til langt på natt, er det jo et eller annet som ikke stemmer.”

So, in short terms… If someone tries to make it comfortable for those of us that smoke to actually enjoy our health-reducing activity, it is against the law. Note that the top quote makes no mention of ventilation, access to fresh air, etc. The only real thing it mentions is that someone had the fucking guts to make things comfy for those villians that enjoy tobacco. The second quote is fun too… Damn, something must be seriously wrong if one can sit, smoke, and not freeze to death or have wind blow the smoke and ash back into your face. Seriously wrong, I tell you!

Fucking retards. I get it, smokers should be punished for their choices. First by increasing prizes even more (no, shit, I really feel it was not expensive ENOUGH already… but here comes the nanny and makes it even harder for us kids to do what we like). And now by more or less stating that if one smokes, one has no right to enjoy such basic comforts like warmth… Maybe we should forbid smokers buying food too?

I get it, I get it. I am hopelessly outdated. Its not modern protecting basic human rights like the right to selfdestruction. It would be far more interesting for those of you who read this blog if I wrote about healthy diets or how to loose 5 pounds in 5 days… But I dont. I will go and take a cig now, then go home after work and get piss drunk.

Because I can. And because I like it. Before some fucking nazi decides to forbid that too.

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http://www.diskusjon.no/index.php?showtopic=1082968
http://forum.kvinneguiden.no/index.php?showtopic=476385

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fsck. Stress at work, didnt even have the time to sit down until now.

If you’re reading this honey, remember to get a little beer for me. And also, suggestion for dinner, if you havent bought anything.. spring rolls? xD

Bleh. What a day…

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Thanks a lot to my job for blocking facebook, deviant, etc, etc, etc. So, because of that, I must use this blog to communicate with my dear who is stuck back at home without a phone.

So, my dear readers (both of you), you might get a very unique insight in my personal life.

Miss S. if you are reading this, you found my vgblog. Congrats!

Im at work, bored, my lenses are screwed up, so that I am basically sitting here with my nose 2 cm from the screen, missing you. Just leave a comment if you read this so that I know you found this place. )))

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Come on apes! You wanna live forever?!

Well, do you?

Then it may come as a surprise to you. You will die. And so will I. We will, after an indetermined ammount of time, rot under the earth (or have our ashes spread, or have some maniac kidnap our corpse, dress it in drag and place it in his or her livingroom.) Point being, no matter what happens, we will be dead. No more running around with your kids, or drinking a beer in the sunset. No more nights out with the girls or guys, no more dinners with the family.
So, my dear reader, are you afraid? Are you terrified to leave your life behind? Maybe you should be. After all, according to many mythologies, many of us have little to look forward to when we die. I am at least certain that there is a pretty room reserved for me two doors down the hall from Hitler and Lucifer, should the Christianity prove to be right.

And yet, no matter how much you fear it. You will not live forever. No one does.

So, why in the blazes of nine hells do people keep trying?!

There is always someone who wants to outsmart their fate. Someone who thinks that “if I eat perfect food, do perfect excersize, drink perfect water, maybe I get a few more years of this life”. That is simply pathetic. Life for the sake of surviving? Bah, give me a glorious death instead.

But apparently people are too afraid. Not only to die, but to do anything which may move them closer to that inevitable line. It is so goddamn stupid.

“Let’s go bungee-jumping!”
“Sure, let’s go, it’s dangerous and it could kill you!”
“Hell yea! Let’s celebrate with a steak and a few beers.”
“Oh, noes, steak? It screws up my cholesterol.”

Protip: Bungee jumping is in fact about 40 times safer than driving a personal vehicle.

Its sad that people are so afraid of death that they will trade away any pleasure just because of a chance that the pleasure will bring their death about a little sooner.

Just… sad.

PS. Random rant by a drunk monkey after a hard day of work. So, excuse the inconsistency. My point is that humans are fucking sad to give up things they like just for a chance to live a little longer.

Have a nice evening,

/Monkey

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Im bored, so I will write an entry inspired by a blog written by Nymph regarding Psychopaths.

Firstly, let us clearly define what a psychopath is. According to R.Hare, whose list Nymph used and whom we will use as a leading reference to this post, a psychopath is  someone who

“uses charisma, manipulation, intimidation, sexual intercourse and violence to control others and to satisfy their own needs. “Hare states that: “Lacking in conscience and empathy, they take what they want and do as they please, violating social norms and expectations without guilt or remorse”. He previously stated that: “What is missing, in other words, are the very qualities that allow a human being to live in social harmony^“.

Quote from Wikipedia
While a good enough definition in and of itself, mr. Hare then goes on to write up a rather inane checklist of psychopathic tendencies that even most researchers nowadays find to match pretty much any criminal. And also, I would dare say, matches most interesting people I have met. Lets take a look at it and dissect it a little…

1) Glatthet/overfladisk sjarm – Charm is really a horrid thing to have. In fact, each and every person that works with service related tasks develops a degree of superficial charm. Waiters and waitresses act charming for tips, even when they hate the client they serve, salesmen act charming in order to convince the clients to buy their products, and the list goes on. A good salesman in your electronics store, be wary of him, he might be a psychopath because he acts charming.

2) Egosentrisitet/storhetsideer om egen verdi – This one is valid, though a far more likely candidate for Narcissistic personality disorder. It is also incredibly easy to confuse someone’s good confidence with grandeur. I have had a lot of experience with computer geeks and hackers, and honestly, judging out of this criteria, they are all psychos since none of them believe anyone to be better than them. Besides, how interesting is a person who believes that everyone is their superior?

3) Behov for impulser/lett for å kjede seg – Yes, if you cannot stand a routine, you definitely have something wrong with your head. I find people who can do the same thing over and over and over again incredibly boring, and I am sure that most will agree. No fun being around someone who can only talk about their job and never get bored of it…

4) Patologisk løgnaktighet/bedrageri – This one is valid.

5) Bløffmakeri/manipulering – Again, many people have this as their JOBS. Every advertising agent in the world is a bluff. Every street magician, every salesman, every person who would want to influence you. Not to mention the fact that parents have it as their right and privilege to manipulate their progeny.

6) Manglende anger eller skyldfølelse – Valid.

7) Manglende dybde av følelser – Valid. Though far more likely to be a result of a dissociative disorder.

8 ) Ufølsomhet/mangel på empati – I am often accused of this because I don’t go “awwww” when I see a cute baby or because I am completely unphased when faced with things other people think of as horrible. I dont feel anything when someone tells me that children are starving in Africa, but I am non-the less capable of emotion and empathy. I simply dont have the same criteria for it to trigger as other people do. Yey, more psycho-points for me.

9) Snyltende livsstil – And who in this life has never actually leeched off someone… Show me that person, and I will tell you that he or she has had to fucking much money to begin with.

10) Oppfarende/dårlig kontroll av sinne – Valid. Though actually finding out if a person has anger issues is far harder than it sounds. A normal person can flare up and break someone’s nose over something as trivial as “your mom” insult because that is the only thing that triggers him. Another can handle all insults but snaps and goes on a killing spree if his girlfriend cheats.

11) Aktiv, seksuell adferd med flere partnere – Uh, welcome to the 21st century. Who is NOT active with multiple partners. Would be a better criteria if it specified “at the same time”.. Though even that is far more likely borderline.

12) Atferdsproblemer før fylte 12 år – Valid, also valid for PTS, ADHD, general depressions, etc, etc, etc.

13) Manglende realistisk langtidsplanlegging – If someone doesn’t have their whole life planned out.. yeah. Nothing is as boring as people saying “I will grow up, go to school there, study that, then get a job there, then marry, then get kids, then retire, then…” yaaaaaawn. I know, being spontaneous is horribly wrong, but calling it a criteria for a diagnosis…

14) Impulsivitet – Same as above. Impulsive is bad. Boring is good. YEY to the world we live in…

15) Uansvarlig foreldreadferd – Can’t say, havent been a parent, not planning on becoming one. Probably fairly valid, though there is a chance that the person in question simply IS a crappy parent, no diagnoses attached.

16) Hyppige ekteskap/samboerforhold – Again, FAR more valid for borderline or co-dependency disorder.

17) Ungdomskriminalitet før fylte 15 år – And how many of my dear readers have not stolen anything, taken a drink, vandalized something, hit someone, or any of the equally petty offenses which STILL constitute a crime..? If you are one of the few, congratulations, you have just won the Greyface award.

18) Svikt under prøvetid eller løslatelse – Don’t know, never been caught.

19) Manglende ansvar for egne handlinger - Possibly valid. Needs better definition to be a completely valid statement. Many people have tendencies to avoid responsibility. Few of them are actually psychopaths.

20) Flere typer lovbrudd blant følgende 10: innbrudd, ran, narkotika, frihetsberøvelse, mord(forsøk), ulovlig våpenbesittelse, seksuelt overgrep, grov uaktsomhet, bedrageri, flukt fra fengsel. – Hm. Many, many, many people I know smoke weed. Or keep knives in their home that are to long to be legal. Or con people occasionally. Actually conning is only a crime if it is done OUTSIDE a shop where you can con anyone into buying complete piece-of-shit product for an insane price.

Really that list is bullshit. If you do not match at least five of the criteria, you are qualified as an average, unremarkable and totally boring human being.  Apparently, if you match to many, you have a mental disorder. Even though you might dislike authority because you believe certain laws are moronic, you might be good at manipulation because you have worked as a phone-salesman, you have superficial charm because you were dragged to five to many family dinners where you HAD to be charming, and you have had several sexual partners because you like sex.

Stupid, really. But then again, I guess greyface kind of people do everything to label what they dislike as disorders, eh?

-Bored monkey signing off.

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I hate blogs that require mod on their comments. I think and hope I figured out how to turn off that on my blog by now.

Seeing that modded comments mean that any critical entry is barred from appearing, I have no choice but to trackback to the relevant blog, and instead answer here, on my own. As I am not certain about the link working, due to cyrillic characters in the blog heading, I give another direct reference here . The entry I am commenting on is the one in Russian.

What is the point of using Gtrans or TriTrans in order to post an entry in RUSSIAN on a NORWEGIAN site? I could understand if the person actually was from Russia, but do believe me, the translation is definately made from another language, by means of an online translator. I know Russian well enough to say that with certainty. And furthermore, refering to Relevations, and then claiming that UN is directly refered by our all time favorite wacko contributor to the bible (Yes, of course, I refer to John) either proves that the OP is sitting on some sort of information never released by any church or sect, or simply has no idea what he or she is talking about.

Mweh, I dont much like Christians, but I at least respect those who know what they are talking about. The entry I am linking to however is so nonsenscial that I weep for the future of Christianity. And I dont even like it.

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