Hate vs Honesty

Why do some people confuse honest folks for haters? Why is it when I disagree with what society deems “talented” I get labeled a hater? Is it because I am not easily dazzled by a fraud performing re-choreographed steps as their own? Or possibly the fact that a non-singer is over compensating with backup dancers and barely-there wardrobe and extra 10 minute riffs to show off how long they can hold a note? And barely can achieve that. No, maybe it’s the fact that thousands of no talents get tossed into an already overcrowded cesspool of bullshit and I believe enough is enough.

I’m done throwing good money after bad. If u suck, u simply suck. Don’t get mad at me for wearing my dazzle blocking shades. Don’t get mad that I saved $15 bucks for not purchasing a piece of shit album that sounds exactly like the past 4 albums your favorite artist put out. That’s what the fucking kiosks at the record stores are for. Test trial that mutha and if there are only 1 – 3 good tracks, get that shit online (.99 cents each). Some sites give them to you cheaper if you’re willing to shop, and baby, I’m willing to shop. There are very few artists who’s shit I would purchase – VERY FEW and even then I bargain hunt and hunt down as many trials as possible BEFORE that shit drops.

Now that times have gotten tougher for a simple man do get dough, there’s no way I’m throwing it away so some talentless shit can thrive. That just makes no fucking sense. The same goes for films. No sense in wasting cents.

Think hard about the last fucked up purchase you made and the regrets of you failing to use the 14-day return policy. Only if that shit applied for opened movies and CDs. Who does one talk to about movie theatre refunds? Can we get that shit get poppin’. Folks should have 15 minutes after the end credits roll to request a fucking refund. Most of the time folks are too stunned to move and are frozen in their seats thinking about the train wreck they just saw. Other times we pray that the shit would get better – but alas it never does. Not even the sight of the end credits would comfort us.

Please, join the Movie Theatre Refund Petition and let’s make this shit happen. Other than that, stop getting mad at me for recognizing trash when I see it. Most of these folks couldn’t glue a fucking career catalog together even if they tried.

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