Talking about politics too much is one of DC's main problems. Don't get me wrong, I like a good, serious discussion every now and again, but discussing such topics in my free time every - single - day can get a bit tiresome. Besides that, writing about politics on this blog is slightly hypocritical; it's extremely DC of me, which goes against the very purpose of this hot mess.
And as karma would have it, my brief e-brush with douchedom not only has been immortalized in the ether, but in newsprint, as well; that is, Friday's Express, quoted my Thursday post about the bazillion-dollar bailout and $1.5 billion Metro bill in its Blog Log section, which would all be
"'I don't think D.C. [area] residents should be the bearers of the cost of maintaining local transportation. Tourists should [contribute].' Theantidc.blogspot.com is happy to see the Senate pass a bill that would provide $1.5 billion in federal funds to Metro over the next 10 years."
My first thoughts: "Damn! That blog sounds boring! Sh*t. It's mine. Oh snap..."
That post, as with 99 percent of the other content on this exercise in retardulousness, was supposed to be humorous. While I do support that particular piece of legislation, I wouldn't say Express summed up what the extent of this blog is really about -- sarcastic jackassery -- with that tiny write-up. Not only does the Express blurb make it sound like The Anti DC is strictly full of jagbag information, but it makes it sound just plain dull and, most of all, not-at-all amusing. Not only that, but Express' snippet skips everything I wrote about the
And while that post wasn't as exciting as watching gay unicorns model, it was (hopefully) hardly as boring as Express framed it. In fact, that post was pure, albeit jagbagtastic, gold. I don't mean to toot my own proverbial horn (toot), but there are much better quotes in that precious metal 'chebaggy post to choose from, including:
"If my tax dollars have to pay for them to keep overconsuming and spoiling [tourists'] kids with expensive sh*t they don't need or bail them out of their ill-advised subprime debt, then they better be ready to pay for my pleasant experience on the DC metro..."
Now, I still sound like a massive tool, but I sound like a jackass, too, which at least sheds some light on the tone of this terrifyingly ridiculous corner of the Web. And while I still can't say I'd be too tempted to check out my blog after reading just that quote either (since I still sound like a giant douche), I at least wouldn't roll my eyes at myself. Well, I might still roll my eyes, but I wouldn't feel as tempted to kick myself in the teeth. Wait, no, I would. OK, so maybe that quote was a bad example...
But what about this one? This is a quote bestowed unto me directly from the blog heavens:
"[A]n improved DC metro would hopefully entice more suburban jagbags to ride into the city on the train, which would hopefully leave the roads freer for me to ride my bike on without worrying about getting hit by a speeding vehicle."
Hmm...I guess by "blog heavens," I meant some magical place that was neither a state nor a commonwealth, but was still being taxed without being properly represented in the blog heavens' legislative body. Crap. That also does nothing for my not-being-a-wonky-dipsh*t cred.
All right, here's a good one:
"As Project Runway Season 3 contestant Santino Rice once lamented, 'You can't shine a turd.' And this $700 billion bailout is the most expensive turd polish America's ever seen."
Oh yes! That is good! It has the word "turd" in it! Instant laughs, right? Right! The usage of the word "turd" would entice me to check out any blog. Well, maybe not any blog, as I'm sure there are probably several (thousand) blogs that probably talk a little too literally about said excremental subject, but that's neither here nor there. Good gods that's definitely not here. At least not yet, but with a post as sh*tty (not literally, I assure you) as the one you're currently reading, I'm sure it's only a matter of time before I do go there...
But speaking of (still metaphorical) poo, I'm a bit disappointed that Express chose such a (proverbially) scatological post of mine to give press to. While my attention whorishness and complete obscurity allows me to operate under the "all press is good press" rule, I really wish Express would notice my less (definitely still totally rhetorical) fecal-sprinkled work. Then again, we are in DC, so bitches are interested in that kind of wonky (not actual, for serious) sh*t, so in an abstract way, this choice really says more about Express than me.
Yeah, that's it. I'm not the douche here -- Express is for choosing to highlight a seemingly Grade A jagbag who wrote about politics in a blog. Wait. What? That logic didn't work out as I planned it. I'm confused now.
Or maybe they chose it just so they could publish a picture of some retarded tourists (see right).
Ah, f*ck it. Thanks for quoting me Express, even if it was my bottom-of-the-barrel material. Well, mid-barrel material. This existential nonsense is clearly the bottom.
But I can only go up from here, right? RIGHT!? RIGHT.
Coming up this week:
- Why shopping in DC sucks for men!
- I bought new glasses!
- An unsolicited opinion on Open City, Tryst and The Diner!
- Some other
sh*tglorious topics yet to be determined that hopefully don't reveal my secret (er, not-so-secret) spiral into insanity!
- And most importantly, topics that hide my apparent toolish tendencies...hopefully.