Fidiots and their Nudie Pics

Out of boredom, I clicked a link to a news article (if we can really call things like this news) about the sentencing to ten years in prison of the guy who hacked Scarlett Johansson’s account, found nudie pics she’d taken to send to her husband, and then leaked to the world.  The article also mentions the hacking of other celebridiots’ phones and email accounts and the subsequent worldwide release of nudie pics and intimate emails and texts.

Now, I’m all for putting this guy behind bars.  The law is pretty straight-forward on hacking being a crime.  And he did invade privacy.  No argument there.  Christina Aguilera said “That feeling of security can never be given back, and there is no compensation that can restore the feeling one has from such a large invasion of privacy.”  So true.  It is difficult to regain that feeling of security once violated, much how couples find it difficult to trust a partner who cheats “just once.”

Aaaaand while I feel sorry for Johansson having her account hacked, her privacy invaded, I can’t sympathize with her statement: “I have been truly humiliated and embarrassed.”  I understand that she took the nudie pic to send to her husband, but…HELLO!…anyone that doesn’t live under a rock could have told her that if you take nude pics or make sex videos or send ‘sexts’, there’s a high probability that they are going to end up being viewed by unintended audiences.  It doesn’t have to be through hacking either.  That person you think you’re so happily in love with may not be the most trustworthy, especially if you break up.

So, in case any of you celebridiots or other fidiots are out there thinking of snapping pics of yourself naked or making a video because your girl- or boyfriend swears no one will ever see them, DON’T!  Or, if you do, don’t whine about being shocked or embarrassed when everybody knows about the secret tattoo you thought no one would see.

Dontcha Hate It When you’re ordered to a site that’s offline

Dontcha Hate It When things are so well-coordinated at work that you get the email about training…mandatory training…and, being the high speed, low drag employee you are, you click open the directions on where to find the training and start logging in and browsing to the training to find the message that the site hosting the training will be offline for three days…starting that morning.  As you silently, or not so silently, grump and gripe about this, you get the follow-up email about the site being down.
Now, you know it’s not your training manager’s fault because they aren’t the one mandating the training.  They are simply passing along the requirement that’s come down from higher.  The folks who pushed the boulder of this training down the hill, though, should certainly have coordinated to not send out the notice in the day or so before server maintenance.  Seems like a quick check of the site or a call to the admin team prior to that final push could have prevented a lot of profanity.
Did I mention that the email came with a powerpoint slideshow instead of simple directions because apparently people aren’t capable of following directions without pictures?  Wow!

“Genius may have its limitations” -a quote by Elbert Hubbard

“Genius may have its limitations, but stupidity is not thus handicapped.” –Elbert Hubbard


The quote speaks for itself.  I witness this almost every day at work, as well as on the drive to and from…trying to avoid all the fidiots on the road.

Fidiots trying to create controversy

Mom Says School Punished Girls for Pro-Military Shirts

If you were to only read that headline, your initial reaction might be like mine:  “Really?  Another stupid, anti-military school administrator?”  If you read the article, though, you would discover that it’s the mother of the two girls who’s the fidiot.

According to the article, the school the girls attend has a dress code that requires a shirts to have a collar…like a polo.  The girls were wearing t-shirts they’d gotten from “Homes for our Troops” which clearly violates the dress code…the not having a collar part.

I think it’s great that the girls want to wear their “Homes for the Troops” shirts, as did the school principal, but this also wasn’t the first time the girls had worn clothing that violated the dress code and, based on the ages of the girls, any “punishment” and/or embarrassment should fall squarely on the shoulders of the parents…and shame on them for trying to take a dress code issue and cause a big controversy for the school.

You can read the whole article here:

It’s a jackwagon… in my rearview

The Jackwagon in the RearviewLast Friday, heading to work, I ran into a Stau (German for traffic jam) which isn’t really uncommon on this stretch of Interstate where the geniuses who design/(fail to properly) plan roads decided it was a good idea to take four lanes of highway down to two by shrinking the number of lanes from the left by two in a span of less than half a mile AND merge oncoming traffic from the right in the same stretch, not to mention the fidiots who take the exit, speed along that straightaway without exiting and queue up on the right to improve their placement in the stau.

Like I said, it isn’t uncommon.  Everyone gets jammed up and you have to deal with the folks who all think they are more important than you who stay in the left lane until the lane disappears and then they sit there until someone lets them in, intentionally or not.

So, Friday, I was about 20 meters from the end of the merging and I was in the lane that will be the left lane (once the merging is complete) and I was right on the bumper of the truck in front of me.  [I try not to drive aggressively, but this morning I couldn’t help myself with the number of people driving on the shoulder to get in ahead of others.]  I have a peppy little car with good brakes so I knew I could stop quicker than the truck.  No one was getting in between us.  Lo and behold, the jackwagon in the picture above just kept going in the left lane like she thought I’d be intimidated into backing off and letting her in.  Not happening.  I kept my eye on the truck so I could move when he moved and brake when he braked.  The jackwagon was now crossing the lane line as it cuts in and as she realized I wasn’t backing down, she honked her horn at me like that would make the difference.  If I’d even considered letting her in, there was no way in Hell it was going to happen now.  The person behind me wasn’t as bold and she got in.  Allowing me to capture her on film, where she stayed for the entire stretch of bumper-to-bumper, barely moving traffic all the way to my exit.

Jackwagon’s be warned, if you try to force your way in on me, I’ll be able to snap a similar picture of you…in my rearview!

Lindsey Graham is a Fidiot

See, I can call people names, too.  Maybe that qualifies me to be a politician???

Why is it that these fidiots think it’s cool to name call when people disagree with their ideas?  More to the point, exactly WHO are we bigoted against?  I have a problem with ALL illegals, not just ones of certain races/nationalities.  Of course, I’m also not stupid enough to believe that we can police all the illegals up and deport them so we have to come up with some sort of process that allows for those who are here and working and not committing crimes, well, other than being here illegally, to become citizens.

This process should not be as simple as they apply for it and Uncle Sam waves a magic wand and *POOF* –new citizens.  It should be something similar to the current process that the LEGAL immigrants have been doing.

I’m not going to claim I know the current process (nor am I going to look it up for the sake of making this post longer) or have the best solution drafted up and ready to give to Congress.  I do hope that my senators and representatives, though, will vote against any proposal that does not include criminal background checks.  If person has already shown they are willing to break our laws, in addition to being here illegally, they don’t belong here.

If you’re wondering where this post came from…  I began writing this to share on FaceBook when I saw it pop up in my feed, but it was rapidly becoming too long so I cut and pasted it here into my blog instead.  The post I was sharing was from:

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