Homework for the masses

This morning I tried really hard to come up with something to be disgruntled about. I nearly wrote a scathing critisism about social media that failed to congeal into anything entertaining. In an attempt to sate my own ego, I'm going to give you all a homework assignment to help spread my message of dissatisfaction to the population at large.

Step 1: Go find someone.
Someone, anyone. It doesn't even have to be someone you know. I don't care if its the annoying over-weight WASP baby-factory standing in front of you at Starbucks who's taking forever to order a venti mocha-frappe bullshit with low-fat chocolate chunks. The nearest convinient human being will do.

Step 2: Introduce yourself.
This step is pretty simple. Take a deep breath, focus on not diluting your thought process with thoughts of the latest celebrity break-ups, try really hard to remember your own name, and inform your subject of who they're dealing with.

Step 3: Deliver the reality-check they so richly deserve.
This is the step that really counts; I encourage you to get creative with this one. My favorite is to remind people that their failings are their own responsibility. Remind them that if they could find it in themselves to stop letting television raise their children, or spend a little less time fretting over  who [Random Starlet] is fucking this week; they might acctually be able to make some sort of positive impact on their lives. Go ahead an pour it on. It feels great and its a great way to kill time.

Step 4: Tell them Generally Disgruntled sent you.
This step is mostly for my own gratification. Its not entirely necessary, but I'd sure appreciate it. If they have any sort of half-contrived rebuttal; just give them my url. ( http://generallydisgruntled.blogspot.com/) I'll happily take the heat for you. Your welcome.

Step 5: Thank them for their time.
It costs nothing to be polite.

Step 6: Walk away with the satisfaction of a job well done.
Go ahead an enjoy the afterglow. You earned it.


Now the ball's in your court. You may choose to ignore this assignment all together; as is your right to do so. That being the case you might've found my blog on accident. That being so, you might find this a bit more your speed. (http://www.celebritypop.com/2012/06/15/jessica-simpsons-struggling-to-lose-weight-cant-lose-a-pound/)

If you decide to take on the mantle of international truth-saying sex symbol; congratulations! You're taking your first steps into a better world and I hope you get laid for it. Once you've completed your quest, please tell me about your achievement in the comments below.


There are alot of fish in the sea. Most of them are idiots and need to be reminded of such. That's just the way I feel about it. If you don't like it, get fucked.

Red Light, Green Light

ATTENTION FUCKTARDS

Stop. For decency's sake just stop. Stop hating eachother; stop tearing eachother down. Stop hurting eachother; stop killing eachother. Stop worrying more about your credit scores than your children. Stop beating your wives. Stop staring down your noses at the poor; stop bitching about the rich. That and so many more things. Just stop.

Stop being the largest swarm of asshats walking the planet, and start trying to make the world a better place. It really doesn't take much, people. Sure, the world's a fucked up place. Life isn't fair. Shut up and deal with it.

Don't look at me like that. No, I don't have all the answers. In truth, I'm just as fucked up to other people as you are. What I do have, what we all have, is options. What we do every single day is what defines us. The things we do affect the world around us. If you at least try to do the decent thing every once in a while, it'll help.

So stop being a bunch of self-entitled morons. Make an effort to be worth the sperm the postman globbed into your mother. And try to read a book every once in a while, you ignorant, junior-varsity cum-muffins.

That's just the way I feel about it. If you don't like it; get fucked.