Archive for the ‘Rant’ Category

Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it has been a while since you’ve been favored with my anger and vitriol. Apologies all around.

Now, with that out of the way…

WHAT THE FUCK IS UP WITH CHRISTIANITY?

Can anyone else name a religion that has spawned so many hypocrites? Didn’t Jesus himself, in the very book that these people claim to follow to the letter, throw a big friggin’ fit over the same thing that this man is doing?

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Granted, any physically fit person can do damage to another – but what you see here is an affront to all common decency.

Let’s get one thing straight before we continue – Police Officers have a shitty job. They deal with the bottom of the scum of the barrel on a daily basis, and that’s something few people can handle, much less do for years on end. I know I couldn’t do it – mostly because I’d be shooting the fucking idiots I was forced to deal with in an attempt to purify the human gene pool.

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Christian Bale is a Dick…

(but so are you!)

Curiosity got the better of me today, and I listened to Mr. Bale’s on-set temper-tantrum (such whiny, effusive verbal diarrhea doesn’t get the more masculine moniker of explosion or rant) and I have to say…I’m not surprised.

Why, you ask?

Because of you.

Perhaps not you in particular, dear reader – if you come to Chaos Seeds for cerebral enlightenment and entertainment you’re probably one of a minority in America today who actually try to take care of their nervous systems with thoughtful, intelligent entertainment.

But sadly, a majority of you don’t do this.

No, instead you trawl celebrity blogs and dish about who’s wearing who and who’s dating who and who under-tipped what waitress at what trendy Hollywood cafe and who picked their ass at what time in front of what photographer. Yes, all the knowledge the world contains, at your very fingertips…and you’d rather read about Britney Spear’s  latest insanity-induced antic.

It’s because of your pathetic worship of celebrity that we have Christian Bale screaming at a stage hand and not getting a very pointy, very hard boot up his ass by someone with a backbone for his trouble. Yes, you – you know the type, right? The type who actually read People Magazine and Entertainment Weekly. The type who can rattle off every movie a particular actor has ever been in, can tell you what director and what producer helmed said film, and can even offer their oh-so-enlightening commentary on the flick.

What the fuck, America?

You’re surprised? You’re shocked? You’re disgusted by his behavior? Why? You think it’s the first time this has happened on set? I’d bet my pathetic monthly salary worse has been said by other ’stars.’

YOU create these monsters with your worship, undivided attention, and obsession.

Christian Bale is a horrible person for his temper-tantrum, but much like a child who was never disciplined and grows up to rob convenient stores and drink hard liqueur until he passes out at the strip club at 3am, so do we raise these celebrities to expect us to behave a certain way. They expect the worship and devotion.

So long as we treat these people like gods, go to their films simply because Brad fucking Pitt or Tom fucking Hanks is headlining, or scream like you’re having a seizure every time you see a celebrity, this will happen, it will continue, and no one in this country has the right to bitch about it.