Sunday, November 4, 2007

Otaku Jesus? Run for your fucking life.

Today I bought $5 worth of cheap Halloween candy at 75% off, which turned out to be enough candy to fill my standard trick-or-treat bag. So much less effort, technically cheaper ($5 is a lot less than what I would have paid for a Halloween costume), and this way I get to choose my candy. Also, I don't have to worry about feeling like an extortionist, because after all, that's what trick-or-treating is. One day of the year, children are allowed to run from house to house, demanding that their neighbours give them candy OR ELSE.

So, everybody wins.

I finally registered for Spring 2008 classes. It was a painful process. Tears were shed. You think I'm kidding. Eventually I settled on the following:

L490: Linguistic Structures
H212: some honors literature course
Z111: Music Theory
S312: Education and Society
Q299: some career planning course
X001: Orchestra for people who don't feel like auditioning for anything

It's all over the place, and I'm still not happy about it. I'm happy about music theory and sort of happy about Linguistic Structures (although the topic of the class is Japanese...can I just stress right now how much I HATE Japanese? All the irritating otaku kids at my high school ruined the entire Japanese culture for me).

I know that bit in parentheses sounded really awful, but I'm pissed, okay? Since when is it okay for a culture to be trendy? And why is it that all those Japanophile kids suddenly decided that just because they could trace manga, they were "artists"? Sure, Japanese-style animation is a valid art form and all, but if everything you draw looks like it came from a book of manga...that irritates me. Great, you're good at manga. Now let's see you draw something ELSE.

All manga/anime looks alike to me. And it all activates the "punch people in the genitals" part of my brain. Ugh. Can't stand it.

Soooo anyway. Things in general are okay. I'm still treading water, shall we say.

Last week, a man with a sign sat outside Woodburn Hall. His sign said something to the effect of "You're all going to hell," which naturally incited anger from students passing by. I mean, it's a little disconcerting to be happily on your way to class and then suddenly be told, out of the blue, that you are sure to burn in hell for eternity.

Anyway, I listened to the guy ramble on and on about sin and damnation. At one point, a kid asked him what he thought he was accomplishing by sitting out there making everyone mad. Evangelist Man replied, "Well, Jesus made people mad all the time."

Uh huh. But there's a crucial difference. Jesus preached about things like love and kindness. Jesus never yelled at a bunch of college kids that they were sure to burn in hell.

Seriously, dude, think about it. Assuming you actually have good intentions, you're hoping to show people the light, right? You aren't going to do it by yelling about hellfire and damnation. You'll only either piss people off or scare them. I guess maybe he was thinking he'd scare people into believing. That doesn't count. At all.

I've officially lost track of what I was saying or thinking. So...I'm going to go listen to The Smiths some more. That's what my life has come to.

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