Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Showing posts with label election. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Is Going Off the Grid
No, this is not a political statement of any kind. I am quite literally going off the electrical grid.
My darn building has to change the heart and soul of our electrical system. Apparently it is quite old, consists of a kite, key, and lightening or something to that effect.
So Rachel is going caveman apartment style. We're talking no tv, dvds, computer, or internet *sob* all day long. It's going to be quality time on crack!
And I'm not even going to take the kids out. Seems crazy, right. Well, how many times do you want to cruise down 5 flights of stairs, with only the use of emergency lights and two active little men. Does not sound like fun to me.
So enjoy your day. I hope to pop on with something sassy to say in the early evening. For now, I will go finger paint my story on my living room wall. Caveman is so the new the black.
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Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Twitter hates Nordestinos?
So there is a new twitter hate campaign out there and it's focused on the Northeast of Brazil.
Apparently there are quite of few Brazilians, who shall remain nameless (Damn Paulistas... oops), that are blaming the people of the Northeast for Dilma's win.
It's a total smear/hate campaign calling them ignorant, poor, stupid, and saying they shouldn't be able to vote because they aren't educated enough in the first place.
First of all, all the stats show that Dilma would have won even if you didn't count the Northeast. So go suck on that you pseudo-intellectual, "educated" people.
And who are you to talk shit about another group, especially one who didn't grow up with a knock off Lojas Americana's silver spoon being put into his mouth by his nanny, who raised ya, and who is from the Northeast in the first place!
North easterners are feisty survivors who speak a Portuguese I have no chance in hell of understanding! And it does not matter how long I've lived here. They are the forgotten step children of this country.
Go on, claim corruption. Right, like that has never been a problem in this country. That's like blaming the pizza instead of the deliveryman for it arriving late. It is not going to work if the system doesn't. Everyone will, and does, steal because the system allows it. And if you high and mighty figure out a way to fix it, bottle it up and sell it to the rest of the world. Maybe you'll be able to bump yourself up to real silver.
The thing is, I know all kinds of people from the northeast and they aren't just doormen, they are family and close friends. They are the feistiest, smartest, and best survivors out of everyone I've yet to meet. Hell, we city folk panic when we can't get our Brazilian passports on time or our maid doesn't show up one day. OH MY GOODNESS! Who will raise my children, wash my dishes, and what on Earth are we going to eat?!
It comes down to this. Brazil would survive my presidency without a problem. This country has had it's fill of drama. Dilma is not going to kill it. If Bush didn't kill my country, and he sure did try, Dilma is not going to kill yours. And why hate your brothers from other mothers? They were only trying to pick a lesser of two evils. Apparently the vast majority of Brazil, and the world, disagree with you.
Deal with it. Start a blog. I know I did. Oh wait, maybe that's what you are doing with twitter in the first place. Well then just shove it. No one wants to party with the pity partiers, and if they do, they are no better.
I swear, I'm going to start an island for countries to send their prejudice bastards. Sadly, my Grandma may have to go too. I'd hate to see her go but I'm no hypocrite, most of the time.
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