Growed Up GoTh

Posted in GoTh on May 6th, 2005 by Дмитрий

Ganked from kitashla:

“Grown Up Goths don’t worry about whether they still fit the label anymore. They know they identify best with that subculture and that if they decide to prance around in pink from time to time, it’s not going to make them any less Goth.”

I’ve sometimes been told that since I don’t go to the clubs, go to very few shows, and don’t do much “social” or have many goth friends, that I can’t really be “goth”. But you know, if I choose to identify with a specific social group or subculture, I will. You are free to call me what you want, but you probably won’t be able to convince me that the music and memories have had any less impact on who I am than I think they have. Fear my spooky, homebody, old fuddyduddy self…

Bauhaus Auf Halloween

Posted in GoTh on November 1st, 2005 by Дмитрий

It will go down as one of the coolest nights ever…

 

Bauhaus, my hubby, Halloween, San Francisco… The only things that could have made the evening better would have been:

 

  • Any seating at all in the whole friggin’ venue (some of us don’t dance, y’know)

  • Elimination of the stoners whose gross pot smoke gave me a wretched head and tummy ache which persisted until late today
  • Not having to travel thru some of SF’s worst ghetto to get to the venue

     

    Lots of fun souvenirs, and one week left til I finally get to return home to Charlotte. For a couple weeks at least.

     

    Pardon me, but when did stoners invade the gothiverse? Last year I saw Siouxsie and was slammed by all the pot smoke in the room, and the same thing happens this year at Bauhaus… Ick.

     

    My loathing of pot is stronger even than my loathing of alcohol. I can tolerate most legal vices: if you drink some alcohol or smoke some Camels around me I probably won’t flee, unless you’re getting annoyingly drunk or blowing cancer clouds in my face. But I’m likely to lose interest in someone entirely if I discover they use illegal drugs (regardless of my socially libertarian “no victim no crime” philosophy). By using drugs, my opinion of you has been lowered. By using drugs around me, you’ve threatened me by endangering my freedom. I get caught with you, I have a police record, regardless of how “unimportant” the charge is.

     

    Why is it that stoners think they have the moral high ground these days? It’s like you can call the cops if someone puffs a bit of tobacco in the wrong restaurant, but insult someone by suggesting that smoking pot is wrong and suddenly you are Hitler incarnate, hell-bent on outlawing all “herbs” and “medicines” ever discovered by man…

     

    Why is it that a culture which is quicker than lightening to outlaw pharmaceuticals (that have gone through years of expensive and scientific testing and government regulation) as soon as a single person “might possibly perhaps maybe” had some potentially related side-effect; in the same breath demands the ubiquitous use of a drug which has had no quality control and no legitimate scientific medicinal background, despite years of study both in the US and abroad? It’s along the same lines with how we demand organic apples which have not had their worms removed but ban preservatives whether they are bad for us or not.

     

    I hate stoners. They make me sick. They don’t grow and their brains erode with time. They stink and their hygine is questionable. If you smoke pot and I made the mistake of befriending you, please let me know so that I can fix that.

GoTh Stoners?

Posted in Assholery, GoTh on November 2nd, 2005 by Дмитрий

It will go down as one of the coolest nights ever… Bauhausmy hubby,HalloweenSan Francisco

The only things that could have made the evening better would have been:

  • Any seating at all in the whole friggin’ venue (some of us don’t dance, y’know)
  • Elimination of the stoners whose gross pot smoke gave me a wretched head and tummy ache which persisted until today
  • Not having to travel thru some of SF’s worst ghetto to get to the venue

Lots of fun souvenirs, and one week left til I finally get to return home to Charlotte. For a couple weeks at least.

<rant>

Pardon me, but when did stoners invade the gothiverse? Last year I saw Siouxsie and was slammed by all the pot smoke in the room, and the same thing happens this year at Bauhaus… Ick.

My loathing of pot is stronger even than my loathing of alcohol. I can tolerate most legal vices: if you drink some alcohol or smoke some Camels around me I probably won’t flee, unless you’re getting annoyingly drunk or blowing cancer clouds in my face. But I’m likely to lose interest in someone entirely if I discover they use illegal drugs (regardless of my socially libertarian “no victim no crime” philosophy). By using drugs, my opinion of you has been lowered. By using drugs around me, you’ve threatened me by endangering my freedom. I get caught with you, I have a police record, regardless of how “unimportant” the charge is.

Why is it that stoners think they have the moral high ground these days? It’s like you can call the cops if someone puffs a bit of tobacco in the wrong restaurant, but insult someone by suggesting that smoking pot is wrong and suddenly you are Hitler incarnate, hell-bent on outlawing all “herbs” and “medicines” ever discovered by man…

Why is it that a culture which is quicker than lightening to outlaw pharmaceuticals (that have gone through years of expensive and scientific testing and governmeent regulation) as soon as a single person “might possibly perhaps maybe” had some potentially related side-effect; in the same breath demands the ubiquitous use of a drug which has had no quality control and no legitimate scientific medicinal background, despite years of study both in the US and abroad? It’s along the same lines with how we demand organic apples which have not had their worms removed but ban preservatives whether they are bad for us or not.

I hate stoners. They make me sick. They don’t grow and their brains erode with time. They stink and their hygine is questionable. If you smoke pot and I made the mistake of continuing to have anything to do with you, please let me know so that I can correct that.

</rant>

Sigh…

Posted in GoTh, Russophilia on March 9th, 2008 by Дмитрий

 

How does one miss a place so much that one has never visited?

Someday I’ll visit. I swear.