Poverty is a Poor Idea

It's Blog Action Day, and this is a blog- so where's the action?

Blog Action Day this year is set to discuss the issue of poverty. So let's discuss: first off, what is poverty?

We know that the world is comprised of the haves and the have-nots, but in the middle of this economic crisis, it seems that the have-nots are an ever expanding group. This troubles me. I know what you're thinking right now (ZS has crazy, wicked ESP) and it goes something like this, "Why does a rotting pile of festive flesh like Zombie Santa care about whether or not people go poor?"

One reason: survival.

Poor people tend to get desperate, and desperate people tend to lash out at what they fear. Zombies are scary... Do you see where I'm going with this?

When I see hateful propaganda such as this for sale, especially in these hard times, I start to get the gooseflesh. Decayed gooseflesh, but gooseflesh all the same. I would never say that I am a proponent of censorship or book burning, but this book is an abomination to abominations such as myself, and I hope that you will join me in putting an end to poverty so that we can get people back to focusing on what is truly important in life- the pursuit of happiness.

Regardless of what you choice of happiness may be, you need to chase after it like it was a deliciously ripe brain, full of juciy, bloody goodness and thoughts of fear at impending death. That brain is yours for the taking if you are willing to smash through a few walls (and maybe a skull or two) if you should choose to pursue it.

Nothing- it's what I got...

I got nothing. Not that this site has a lot of content anyway, but- well you can see for yourself. So instead I'll put up a nice picture that's sure to ignite the ire of any supposed follower of this guy and maybe they'll bring light to my comment section in the form of fire and brimstone.

Contrary to popoular belief, not all of the undead dislike fire. As much as I consider cerebral sushi a fine delicacy, I'm not a fanatic. A little charred backfat can do the body good (my body that is, not the charred one) and so I say, "Raise a glass friends and toast. He was a good man- dare I say, a delicious man!"

If my eyes are empty sockets, then why do they itch?

Sometimes life gives you lemons. That's when you need to take hold of an opportunity and make some lemonade out of those suckers- not to drink, but to pour on the open wounds of those people that bug the crap out of you. It's the gift that keeps on giving, because those screams of pain and the howling misery that follows will be just the thing to perk up your day and put a little lift in your lurch.

Challenge is just life's way of keeping you mentally fit. If everything was easy then everyone would end up a lazy ball of flesh that does nothing but grin like an idiot and drool. Sounds like fun, but after a few days it gets old. An active brain leads to an interesting life. Even more important, an active brain is a delicious thing for those of us who lead an interesting un-life.

Food for thought. *snicker*