The Realist

I have been called a lot of names in my time and to be honest have always subscribed to the old saying "sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me" but lets start with Greenie this one I have been called a lot in the last few years and it makes me laugh that people have to find names for people especially people that make them feel uncomfortable or guilty, they usually use it as a put down as the Greenies are stupid people that don't subscribe to the let's eat all the cake now because if we don't the next one will, growth, growth, growth, mentality. In-fact I am a Realist not a Greenie once it dawned on me years ago that there is no "Man" in the sky pulling all the leavers and that humans have evolved like every thing else on this planet I began looking at the plant in a whole different light, we do have and are having a huge impact on the planet and anyone expecting God to come and save us in my opinion should be locked up in a padded room with Oprah Winfrey for the rest of there life, some might enjoy this so I look at it as a win win situation, but I digress calling me a Greenie is a way of saying he is just another pot smoking Socialist and thats not true either because I don't smoke pot, like I have said before I am in the Bill Clinton club (Bill said he had smoked pot but didn't inhale, so that didn't count (anyway it make me paranoid, maybe I think what was that?) also he said he never had sexual relations with that women) and if you can't trust the president of the USA who can you trust, Now calling me a socialist is a bit rough I don't even like people and would be quiet happy if they all just pissed off to mars and left me alone when people knock on my door I don't think great someone has come to visit, I think who the hell is that interrupting my piece and quiet (unless of-course they are built like Raquel Welch looking for someone to sew there bikini strap while they wait). Now you will be calling me Sexist (Greenie,Socilist,Sexist) well yes I am Sexist I am a man for Fak's sake and quite like women, I don't like talking to them much but I say girls save your talking for your girl friends (if you have any) or the next time you chat with Oprah!,  Greenie,Socilist,Sexist indeed.

P/S After my last post I had people asking me 'are you ok Rod?', piss off I have a few black days now and then that's normal people, the one's that are happy all the time watch Oprah or are or should be locked up !

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