First there was don't let your past dictate your future. (12/22/98) It didn't even have a horizontal line seperating MY web site from Fortune City's misguided, money-grubbing banner ads. But, hey,
And some of that is in these rants.
in these rants.
in these rants.
Jessica, I saw you in the store about a year and a half ago, right around the time that Sherry and i were about to get remaaried. You wwere with the guy you had been just prior to the e-mail that gave rise to the hope thayt there could be something between me and you. Me: a 28 year old recluse, trying to do some writing but not really doing a good job of it. Where was my money coming from anyway? Did you ever think about that?
Here's another line from the first rant, "Life is to be lived. Live it.
Love it.
With all your heart. We should always embrace the uncertainty of life and
love.
In fact, we should revel in it."
I'm certain I never lived the words I breathed.
gop = get our president (12/23/98) For the next rant, I found the horizontal line to save my words and thoughts from the bad vibes coming from above, these damn bastard banners. The rant began, "We are living in an age where civility in American politics has been eaten away like Mickey Mantle's liver." Which I think you'll fond is a straight lift from Al Franken's book on Rush Limbaugh.
"I mean, let's face it.
If all the media pundits in this country
were laid end to end,
they still would not reach a conclusion."
This one came from David Brinkly. I just cnahged it from something
else to media pundits. At this point in my rants and raves writings, I'm
still basically a wannabe. I also said that George W. would not run and
that Al Gore would be the next president of the country. So I was a little
off!
new years revolutions(12/24/98) I start time stamping the rants as well as putting when it was posted. Why are the letters moving? What exatyly did I take? Well, my typings is till good. Here's soemthing I wrote in this rant: "1999 is going to be a good year for me. Something has changed within me in the last few weeks, something I can't really put a finger on. But I know it's there. Or should I say she? My life is now. Yours can be too. Can you feel it?" I had no clue what I was talking about, no way on god's green earth to fathom that I would be spending my 1999 Christmas in Memphis with my pregnant ex-wife. My son was in there and about to pop out. Talk about a major life change.
so
that was christmas (12/26/98) is not an
easy one for me to re-read.
i was obsessing
over an 18 year old girl who,
in spite
of that one really great kiss, was not going to be anything to be.
I knew
this at this time. But it just hadn't set it yet. A few more poems
to write, I suppose.
"My sister's life was never in question."
At least not yet. This was one of the last times I saw here. Alive. I miss her every day more than the day before.
a life in the day of flood (01/04/99) The big news was that the Carolina Panthers just hired George Seifert as their football coach. This dude once had the best winning percentage of any active NFL coach. In late 2001, three years later, he's the guy about to get fired for leading the Panthers to a 1 and 15 record. oh, I had evidently lost the horizopntal line again. Shit.
don't look now but here comes the nba (01/06/99) Don't look now, but there went both the horizontal line and now any semblence of a title is gone. Michael is gone again, for now, again, meanwhile his old coach will move out west and start winnig all over again with Mike, Scott and Denny. He's got two fellows with names like Kobe and Shaq.
still no horizontal line, but I'm getting better talking about other shit than just my life.
there was no forgiveness. and I've come to accept that forgiveness might not alwaysbe a good thing anyay. I've decided to leave forgiveness to the experts, those single woman who write Hallmark Cards. it should be noted that I found the horizontal line in that rant,
Random Thoughts Wednesday September 8, 1999
OK, people, I in one of those
moods. So you better watch out! There is a lot of
bullshit circulating out there
and I feel like shining my little light on some of it. I don't
even know where to start. So
let's start with our president. Turn on Rush Limbaugh,
Neil Bortz or anyone on America's
Voice, and you're bound to get some elementary
psycho babble bullshit on the
inner goings on of him, her and their marriage. You
HAVE to feel sorry for them
no matter what party you belong to. Unless you're a
heartless bastard. Which most
Republicans are.
My first death threat came in over that one. Itwas from my mother-in-law.
there he goes again: flood rails..... (09/09/99 -- 09/12/99) is best read in it;s entirety, one of those moods, bubba.
* flood blinks at the sight of his own enlightenment (10/20/99) an enlightenment should never come from a Kevin Coster vidoe. Skip right over this one.
the coming new world order (12/05/99) not badly written. I almost throught I was an actual writer. kinda boring though
big
business stays right on track:
the
proposed bnsf/canadian national merger
(12/20/99) this was my first railroad-related
rant. and guess what? out of the loud voices of Wall Street and fellow
idiot railfans, I was one of a very few saying this merger would never
happen. And I was right. Allow me to run a few laps around the computer
desk to celebrate.
a
year in the life of flood (03/06/2000)
Monday
March 6, 2000 / maybe not the best time to
try
2:50 a.m. -- 4:20 a.m. {\
to mend fences
Chester, South Carolina |||||||
or at least to explain
on a Coca Cola high with a little ---- my
actions
sleep deficiency thrown in) :::::::
or inactions
More
On South Carolina's Battle
Over
the Flag
by Joseph C. Hinson
I must have skipped over the original rant on the flag. Who cares? They're all fucking in-bred rednecks anyway.
Don't let your
past make you look like a fucking moron!!!!
Great. Another damn rant
about me and my life. First off, you'd think I would have learned by
now. Every time I post one of these, I get an e-mail from someone wishing
to point out that I'm wrong in every assumption, every memory and every
opinion contained within said rant. So why do I keep setting myself up
for that? Well, for starters, I'm a fucking moron. Secondly, I'm an egotistical
bastard, enough of one to think that you, my dear reader, would even give
a rip about me and my little life.
stb
puts brakes on railroad mergers (03/17/2000)
The blockbuster
Burlington Northern Santa Fe-Canadian National
merger has been placed on hold just three
days
before the railroads could officially file
their merger application.
(Oh. I'm good. I called this one way before
anyone pundit had time to use the mouthwash.)
The
Problem
With
Being
All
Knowing
So I
pull my hair back into a neat ponytail, go
fill out an application and then talk to one
of the
theater managers. He seems to take a liking to me and to my application.
That's
when
he says, "Of course, we do have
a policy that the guys
must
keep their
hair
cropped
short.
Will
you have a problem with that?"
Well, it's obvious to me that I've gotten job. Which is cool. I basically looked for one day and found a job I could accept. Except that now, they want me to cut my hair. "Well," I reply. "I have wondered what I would do if it came to that. And I guess I'd cut it if
I had to."
And it
leads me to question the policy. Why must a guy have short, cropped hair
when a
woman
can have hair as long as she likes it? In fact, I would bet that the longer
a woman
has
her hair and the better it looks, the more likely she is to be hired. In
other words, Sinead O'Connor may have a hard time finding honest work in
this country.
Mid July 2K was when I finally started hitting some good shots with my rants. There was john rocker: american psycho (06/06/2000) which basically said he was a bastard and should be traded to anyone who would take him. The Toledo Mud Hens anyon? There was then the murder of peter mcwilliams (06/20/2000) which is required reading for anyone who surfs my site. Then they started coming quickly the libertarian party: harry browne for president 2000 (07/24/2000) sexuality in america (07/30/2000) george bush the younger (08/07/2000) -- which really left no doubt how I felt about him then gerald ford: whore for the fbi? (08/08/2000) just grin and bare it (08/08/2000)
the
great clinton cock hunt comes to an end (09/24/2000)
was hitting on all cylinders.
I
felt proud for that one
while at the same time just waiting
for the man to slip out of the public limelight. As if.
those lying republicans (09/25/2000) the great debates (10/17/2000) the big debacle: election 2000 (11/2000) yes, virginia, there is a santa. but there's no such thing as jesus. that's just a myth (11/30/2000)
There was something about is our president-elect learning? (12/14/2000) that I was not pleased with. It could have been written better. It also bogs down because I can't decide to trash George W. or Rush Limbaugh.
pardon me: the clinton pardons (03/11/2001) was good and looks at the pardons from other presidents, both Dems and the opposition. the death of dale earnhardt (03/18/2001) asks questions that not many others seems to care to ask. All right, how many more NASCAR drivers must perish before the cars are safer?
September
11, 2001 (10/26/2001) overcoming
train traffic (11/09/2001) things
i am thankful for (11/19/2001)
franklin
graham? his father's son? (11/20/2001) talk
about a free market place! (1121/2001) the
holler daze (11/22/2001) freedom-loving
people (11/24/2001) overcoming
train traffic, too: trains are a threat to public safety (12/10/2001)
these rants were hitting on all cylinders in their own ways. I've tried
to stop putting so much of my life in these.
It's been three years since I started these rants. I thought I would have more of these by now, but that's fine. I plan on writing when the need rises and to keep getting better. If you go through them front to back, I think you'll see I'm muh better now than I was in 1998. (Joseph C. Hinson -- 12/15/2001)
By the way, I wrote this while on sleeping pills that were just prescribed to my wife this morning. It was like I had downed an entire bottle of Jack with a bit of Coke mixed in, just like the old days. Jeff, Jason, you out there and ready to go again? Tim? Jody?
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