miniature {at the time of titling this post, so before even beginning to write & ergo potentially not miniature at all} rant:

Comcast is the worst cable // internet service provider of all time.

i’d love to go on and lay out exactly why that is, but honestly – doesn’t everyone know how terrible they are by now? surely this company has left no stone unturned in their quest to infect every city in the continental united states with their atrocious lack of customer service, their unheard-of {read: excessively lengthy} hold times if you dare call and request assistance with your service, and their shoddy internet that is inconsistent at best and downright disgraceful at its worst. it would be trite for me to continue with why they suck, because anything I could say has surely been said and lamented at some point {and likely by a myriad of disappointed, angry customers} before.

so I will just say this:

I don’t see why we have to subscribe to their cable service in the first place. when kdr was deployed, I got along just fine with the standard ten-or-so channels {I had jeopardy, I had scandal, I had the bachelor… not the most riveting, stimulating tv, but entertainment when I truly desired it nonetheless} and no internet at home. if anything, it was fabulous fun having a reason to leave the house during the day to make my pilgrimage to my own personal mecca, foxy loxy, and make use of their internet while enjoying a delicious yet affordable korean bbq taco.

sadly, however, kdr doesn’t see it this way.

{enter passive aggressive mode…}

my sweet, loving, wonderful fiancé needs – needs –  the internet to survive.

yes.

apparently – as i’m coming to learn – tv shows {mainly, in our household, watched via netflix or amazon or what have you – via some application that requires the internet, in any case} are a vital part of human existence.

they de-stress.

{coincidence that “de-stress” autocorrected to “distress”? I think not. autocorrect understands me.}

they enlighten.

they entertain.

they fill gaps in conversation with mindless drivel.

and above all, the internet gives us something to occupy our thoughts when we’d rather not think about reality.

{apparently.}

had a bad day at work?

don’t talk about it. surf gear patrol for new gadgets. put crap you don’t need in your amazon wishlist. find new ventures to support on kickstarter so you’ll end up with more things.

thingsthingsthingsthings – let’s accumulate as much as possible, as quickly as possible!

consumerism at its finest, no?

{because what really matters is how much stuff you acquire during your lifetime.}

i’m obviously not above this myself – is anyone, really? – and having the internet at home is a practical, useful thing most of the time. however–

do I want to continue to opt-in to a messed-up company’s monopoly on the market in this area?

no. no no no.

dealing with comcast is, in my mind at least, similar to dealing with factory farms.

just as I choose not to buy meat from factory farms and ergo opt out of the industrial food complex that has befallen our country, I would ideally choose to opt out of comcast’s shameful business practices by not giving them any of our money any longer.

{kdr is still in disagreement with me over this. so — oh well. housewives who do not make $ are not always in the most favorable bargaining position when it comes to household decisions like this. such is life.} 

I refuse to reward failure.

comcast may think it’s a successful company, being that it is so widespread in this area and surely turns a hefty profit, but that’s not the metric by which I choose to define success. the fact that they have zero interest in improving their customer service combined with their epically awful internet service make comcast a sad failure in my opinion. it’s a shame that they are allowed a monopoly on the market when they are so undedicated to their customers and the overall improvement of their product.

{yes, this post was prompted by the fact that the internet went out over five times in the past half-hour that I tried to write a blog post. I was originally going to write about something else entirely but that will have to wait for another day. you can thank comcast’s incompetence and devil-may-care attitude regarding their shoddy products. GRRR.}

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infuriating nonsense:

having served in a number of homeless facilities over the years, i have always been aghast at the quality of food at their disposal. at a mission in chattanooga, tennessee where i served during the spring break of my senior year in college, the homeless were routinely given at least one moon pie per meal in addition to a cup of fruit swimming in high fructose corn syrup.

now, any food donations for the seriously hungry and under-served are generous and helpful. i’m not saying that shelters and missions should be ungrateful for the food that companies donate, even if what is donated shouldn’t necessarily be called food {moon pie ingredients include: enriched wheat flour, corn syrup, high fructose corn syrup, sugar, partially hydrogenated vegetable oils, defatted soy flour, soybean oil, dutched cocoa, cocoa, gelatin, baking soda, soy lecithin, salt, artificial flavoring, and sodium sulfite. do you recognize any of those ingredients as food? i didn’t think so.}

HOWEVER. in light of the fact that shelf-stable “food” products comprise the bulk of donations to homeless shelters and missions, you would think that said establishments would be elated to receive donations of real food with which they could provide actual nourishment to patrons as opposed to the building blocks of debilitating health conditions for people already plagued, in most cases, by severe mental illness.

unfortunately, that is not the case in many areas.

an organization that sounds like it makes quite a bit of sense, called hunters for the hungry, essentially solves two problems at once: 1) the issue of deer overpopulation and its detrimental effects on the ecosystem as a whole and 2) hungry and/or homeless people who do not have access to adequate nutrition/protein sources. it is a common sense solution with a dual purpose and its founders should be applauded for their ingenuity.

venison is and always has been a perfectly acceptable, nutritious source of protein more than suitable for human consumption. i have eaten venison on a number of occasions, and i have quite a few friends who hunt and consume it on a regular basis as a cheap yet tasty meat.

why, then, are certain idiotic bureaucrats demanding it be destroyed and deem bulk donations of it unsuitable for human consumption? is it rancid? no. is it from sickened, factory-farmed deer? obviously not. is it from deer force-fed grains in order to plump them up and who are then given massive amounts of antibiotics to treat the problems created by eating foods that they are incapable of properly digesting? heck no.

yes. according to the fools in the article linked here, venison is less suitable for human consumption than moon pies, shelf-stable food “product” packaged in bpa-laden cans, and meat from what i am absolutely positive are not grass-fed or pastured animals.

the privately funded mission mentioned in the story is being forced to dump nearly 2k pounds of venison straight into the trash. nearly 2k pounds of perfectly good, nutritious protein just wasted.

please read the full story here.

i would like to go to paris.

and i would like to stay here

with the lisle. {this one: 

the lisle, aka super amurrican, looking like a famous person {apparently.}

and reenact two of my favorite movies.

and eat delicious food {including, obviously, chocolate croissants, cheeses, filet de sole meunière, and macarons. not like i’ve been thinking about it or anything.} washed down with amazing wine. 

and pretend i am this lady. 

and generally cavort about pretending to be important and such. 

doesn’t that sound like a good idea?