Merry Christmas from Me Mr. Rant, I wish and hope that you are all having a good day. 

 Enjoy it.

 Normal Service will be resumed shortly….

A Sunday.

Sundays to me, are always the most boring of the week.  You sit around and are bored.  Infact you are boring on a Sunday.

Sunday is a grey day. 

Oh well Christmas is 9 Days away.

Almost Over….

Insanity 

n., pl. -ties.

1. Mental illness or derangement. No longer in scientific use.
2. Law.
   1. Unsoundness of mind sufficient in the judgment of a civil court to render a person unfit to maintain a contractual or other legal relationship or to warrant commitment to a mental health facility.
   2. In most criminal jurisdictions, a degree of mental malfunctioning sufficient to relieve the accused of legal responsibility for the act committed.
3. 1. Extreme foolishness; folly.
   2. Something that is extremely foolish.

Why must I be subjected to a constant onslaught of Stupidity from people around Christmastime! I appreciate that you all have ISS and cannot stop yourselves from getting in the way of people who wish to progress further and faster than yourselves, but why can’t you understand that I don’t want to;

1. You to get in my way, it annoys me at the best of times and I’d rather eat my own leg ( NB; not the right one I quite like it, and have began to feel its a rather integral part of me).
   
2. I do not wish to see you eat.  Keep your mouth closed, you like a hippo with your slack-jawed, open-mouthed expression.  (NB; The motion of the food in your mouth is stomach-churning, excuse me while I vomit on your shoes).
   
3. I don’t like you when you’re drunk; in-fact I dislike you more.  You are stupid, your breath smells and you have added to your inability to walk straight even more through the application of alcohol. 

These are just three reasons why I dislike you and why you exacerbate my misanthrope further. 

I, as many other humans do, choose the people with whom I like to associate with, therefore I do not wish for you to grab me in the street and offer me the chance to partake in a “Stress Survey” or that you wish for me to discover how I can “De-stress My Life”; for a start there are two things which you are categorically causing to me in that instant;

1. Stress – As you may have noticed I have travelled into to town for a purpose.  That purpose is and will remain not be stopped by you; Mr. Clipboard, my suggestion: let me on my way and I will thank you for it. 
   
2. Wasting My Time – By stopping me you have; prevented me from progressing in my aim to shop, I already dislike it and you are making it an even worse task.  

But the problem is; you cannot just walk past, you have to say something.  There is the downfall.  You have to be polite; you nod, say “No Thanks” and walk away.  Why can’t I just walk past? Why am I instantly drawn to make an appology?  An appology which is wholehearted and sincere. 

Therein lies my downfall…

It really is another really cold day in jolly old England.

How depressing. 

At least there is salvation in the offing. Christmas and indeed this time of year is about meeting up with those people who you have not see for a while, for instance today I am meeting a good friend of mine. The only down point is however, we’re meeting in the city centre. 

Marvellous…

Christmas

1. A Christian feast commemorating the birth of Jesus.
2. December 25, the day on which this feast is celebrated.
3. Christmastide.
4. For the purpose of buying presents and watching t.v

I think you can openly and honestly add another definition to the above, that being lets remind each other what Christmas was initially about. 

Christmas was initially developed around a Judeo-Christian known only as Jesus believe it or not that’s where Christmas comes from.  I however do not believe this.  I am an atheist.  I do not have a belief in God or any higher power, why should I? I have the open and frank right to believe it is what I want and if this means I don’t have a belief in a falsified power then why should i believe it. 

I fully understand that my belief will infuriate those of said Religions, and that many evangelists will make an attempt to “force” their “Jesus” onto a person. I use the term “force” loosely, but rightly in my opinion. 

I was talking to a Christian friend of mine earlier today, I stated that I was disillusioned that Christmas had become commercial and that meaning for me of Christmas which is that; We should each show our families and friends that we care about them.

I think this is a fair Atheist view of what Christmas is to me, I openly appreciate that a Christian will construe Christmas as; The time Jesus was born, this again is a fair representation of a religious view of Christmas,  which is ultimately fair and just but this is sincerely not what I believe. 

I continued to talk with this friend about the ins and outs of my disillusionment over Christmas, but then she dropped a bombshell;

“I think you need Jesus”

Need something I don’t believe in? Need something that I don’t wish to have? How can you force than opinion onto someone.  I was shocked and disgusted.  You have the free right to believe what you want and I have chosen my beliefs.  My friend is an evangelist, something which I do not think is right.  It’s comparable to brain-washing, it’s cult-like and wrong.  I cannot and will not let someone make a decision of what I need for me.  I must admit however that my friend did absolve herself by saying in not so many words;

“I’ll let you make that decision for yourself,”

Too right you fucking-well will. 

I have began to discover that this blogging is rather addictive, I can liken it to smoking, you have one, you want another.  I don’t know if this is just me or whether it is the fact that I have alot to say, evidently I do, and besides it’s not like it is illegal to write down your thoughts and feelings after-all its all part of freedom of speech. 

A few days ago, I went to our local pub for a nice meal, this is a common event for me, I am a foody and I enjoy dining out.  The meal was lovely. I enjoy pub grub, it’s homely and fills the gap, with fatty steak, meaty lasagne or a nice light lunch. 

Of course I was bound to be attracted by the meaty Aberdeen Angus Lasagne.  Which is heavenly.  You can assume its pre-made, mass-produced in a football-stadium-sized factory somewhere north of Dusseldorf and in all probability does not and never has contained any Aberdeen Angus Cow.  However that is not the issue.  After our meal I settled and decided that I wanted a cigarette, I smoke, it’s not big and it’s not clever, but I’m an addict and proud of that.  I will give up.  One day.  In the distant future. 

I ventured outside, as is now customary in the UK.  I won’t get started on the smoking ban, this is a topic of which will be a basis to many of the posts which I will write over the coming months.  The benches outside our local are fine, they’re not comfortable, but then again who said a plank of wood in the shape of a triangle would be? Maybe that was an assumption I had developed to try and make the experience of being outside smoking on a freezing winter evening more comfortable. 

Eventually after finding a dry seat and starting to get the feeling back in my fingers I spark up my fag and smoke it. I’m enjoying my cigarette, it’s as marvellous as ever.  Wonderful, just what you want, a fag, a nice evening and lovely meal.

But that is not the issue… I think and feel that it is fair that these non-smokers don’t want to inhale my “second-hand” smoke but who cares, I pay taxes on every single thing and what do I get, coldness everytime I want a fag.  Unfair? Yes…