Huge tracts of land dedicated to the dead and the almost dead. I'm sure the skeletons fully appreciate the acres dedicated to them. Weaklings who need a headstone to talk to because they miss their loved ones. Its a corpse. There's nothing magical or spirtual there. Stop waylaying forests and reserving nature for dead things. Maybe if we put more energy into revering living creatures, including plants, instead of obsessing over death, and dedicating vital land to celebration of the lifeless we wouldn't be so crowded and in desperate need to preserve our wildlife. Another instance of how religion is fucked.

Golf courses. Elitist bourgeois squandering of earth's beauty. Miles of land where critters once played and trees once took root, all mutated and mishaped for the amusment of disgusting fat cats. And after they sculpt this erronious wonderland, they refrain from sharing it unless your a member. I know, lets require that people earn a sizable living to get into Yellowstone or the Grand Canyon. Of course they will have to be subjected to a review board to ensure that they meet the refinement required to breath fresh air, smell pine forests, view nature's splendor, and take part in what commoners could never appreciate. Everyone should head to their nearest country club, drop trou, and unload some cable on the ninth hole.

While on the subject of misused real estate. I noticed that cabbies now have electronic ticker style ads on the top of their taxis. Is the extra fuel and energy needed necessary to tell the isle of Manhattan that Nsynch just barfed up another nugget of musical injustice. I know, lets put decals all over the cabs like they do in NASCAR. And then have each one of them drag an advertising trailer behind them. While bullhorns announce the newest in toilet paper technology. And have the receipts be printed on poster sized sheets, made from the trees of the rain forest of course, so that they can print full color ads for douce, deodorant, and non dairy creamer. And put zappers under the cab driver's seat so that if they don't say "Have you had your break today....at McDonalds" or "Coke is it!" as you depart they get shocked with a few volts of electricity.

I'm not angry at all today.