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  • Congratulations to Biden and to America!

    I don’t say much these days, though I know that some of you are still paying attention, but I’m crawling back out from under this rock to congratulate President-Elect Joe Biden and Vice President-Elect Kamala Harris.

    Is this a good thing? Well, I mean, it’s tough to get worse than having a blow-hard reality TV star as your incompetent President, but don’t think it’s not possible. Those on the Left often fail to see the problems that Left-wing politics has, but there are most definitely problems, many of them just as bad as the problems on the Right. If you don’t know that, then hello, I’m Doctor Galen and I’m here to inform you of your mental retardation diagnosis; congrats to you too.

    Now, I’m not going all “both sides are the same!” Not at all. Both sides are NOT the same, but both sides ARE bad. Like, really bad. The thing is, they’re bad in different ways and I usually prefer the bad that comes from the Left over that of the Right, although in recent years it’s become closer to being an even mix.

    Regardless, I think we’ve all had just about enough of the Right’s badness. One positive of the Left is that they still have the dignity and shame to fucking HIDE what they’re doing and not just go balls-out “we’re evil fuckbags and we don’t care who knows and, oh by the way, you’re still going to support us, because you’re our bitches and you like it that way.” The Right has gotten, as they say in the south, “Too big for their breeches.” It’s time for the Left to step in again and tip the scales in the other direction.

    Even though I don’t like Biden or Harris personally, that’s irrelevant. When choosing a President, you are interviewing a potential employee to work for you. I don’t have to like anyone I hire as long as I think they’ll be competent and reliable. I do think that of Biden (mostly). So, my sincerest and most genuine congratulations go out President-Elect Biden on his victory!

    And, by the same token, even though I despise Trump, I still recognize that he is a human being. A shitty one, but human nonetheless. So, my sincerest and most heartfelt condolences go out to Donald Trump and all of his very-upset supporters. I’m sure we haven’t heard the last of him.

    And, for the record, I voted in this election for the first time in 20 years. When I saw that Georgia would be a swing state, I knew that my vote might actually count for once. And as close as Georgia’s race was, it fucking did count! I voted Biden for President and chose the Libertarian candidate for everything else.

    Good luck to us all over the next few years. I wish nothing but the best for the Biden Administration, because hoping for a President to fail (no matter which side they’re on) is hoping for your country to turn to shit and that’s just fucking dumb.

  • Update 2019

    So here it is, probably the only post I’ll make this year. Just here to remind everyone that I haven’t disappeared, I haven’t given up on SnipeMe, and that I will be back.

    But for now, things stand as they stood last time. I am the god of Common Sense, which makes me on hiatus around the planet these days. You might think that, being a god, I could do something about this. Sadly, that isn’t my place. You see, all you little people have that wonderful little “free will” thing going on. It’s great and all, but it does cause these periods of shittiness. Stepping in to fix you all isn’t being a god, it’s being an enabler. What will you ever learn if I just fix everything for you?

    Thankfully, I do have a larger view. This is just a blip. Yeah, the world is going insane, but it does tend to do that. The ship will right itself in time. Of course, climate change is a real thing and humanity IS slowly committing suicide, so maybe it won’t get fixed in time. Then we’ll all be dead and none of these problems will exist. Probably the best outcome one could hope for, honestly.

    Since I know that you’re all terribly eager to hear about my little life, here’s your update:

    When I last posted in December, I was the Assistant Manager of an Adult Store that I’ve been working at since 2015. My Manager at the time managed to get himself transferred back to his home town and take over as the Manager there. What that meant for me was that, in just 3 and a half years, I managed to climb all the way up the ladder. I’m now the Manager of a small business. Quite an interesting experience. I usually love it, but there are days that suck ass.

    My son is now in the 3rd grade and is about to turn 9. He’s crazy as fuck, but I wouldn’t have it any other way.

    My knee is better now. I did end up needing surgery and physical therapy due to it having been immobilized for 6 months. If you think you know what pain is, ladies and gentlemen, I invite you to imagine what it must have felt like to come out of surgery and have a therapist grab your leg – that hasn’t moved in half a year – and bend it all the way back. That (and the other times it was done during therapy) absolutely redefined the meaning of pain for me. I’ve broken bones, nearly lost a finger, suffered cluster headaches and migraines, and experienced lots of other painful things, but that fucking knee…. I yelled like it was a horror movie. Legit, that shit you hear when people are being tortured, because I WAS being tortured. It was necessary, but that didn’t make it good. I was honestly terrified to go to PT each day. I considered just not going. Hell, I even spent a good few minutes contemplating suicide just to avoid having to go through that again. But, of course I faced my fear and kept going, because I’m not a fucking little bitch. It’ll be another 7 or 8 months before my knee is somewhat normal again. I still have to think about every step I take and every move I make.

    My hobbies are still GTA Online and podcasts.

    And that’s my update. Still alive and kicking (well, no, not kicking very well, actually). I’ll check in with you all sometime in 2020, probably. Assuming we haven’t destroyed ourselves by then, of course. Otherwise, if there’s an afterlife, I’ll see you there. But there isn’t, so bye.

  • Update 2018

    Believe it or not, even after all this time, I still get the occasional email asking when I’m going to write a new rant or post a new Sniper Radio, etc. After getting one just yesterday, I decided that maybe I should write an update post.

    So first, about the site’s content. I never announced it or anything, but this site is on hiatus until the insanity dies down. See, the site has always been about provoking thought and debate through entertainment. Hyperbole and vitriol have been my educational tools since 2003. During that time, it was an easy job. The political and ideological Left was mostly right on most things and the Right was mostly wrong on most things. As the years went by, the Right kept moving further and further into the fucking insane asylum and this made my job even easier. But, at some point (and I don’t remember exactly when), the Left started to follow them. It was like “Hey, you can’t run into that nuthouse, I’m not through yelling at you, get back here!” It’s not entirely unexpected, but here it is. The Left and the Right are both fucking crazy. For me, that’s bad, because I ply my art through the lens of reason and intellect (though it’s masked in lots of yelling and swearing so as to be entertaining) and, now, there just isn’t any of that to be had. If I post an opinion on anything, I’m everyone’s enemy. Nobody is thinking, nobody is questioning, and it’s damn hard to entertain now. It’s not that I don’t still have lots of ranty opinions about everything, it’s just that…. why bother? Nobody is open to reasonable debate or thinking about their own positions or the positions of their opponents. Nobody on the Right OR the Left is listening to anything other than their own echo chamber or propaganda. Frankly, I have other things to do, so I’m not going to waste my fucking time. SnipeMe is in stasis, a state of permanent suspension and inactivity, and it will remain that way until all of you fucking retards (oh god, he said the r-word #triggered #ableist) come back from this extended adderall trip you’ve all been on. I’ve often called myself a god and, specifically, the god of common sense. Common sense is in scarce supply and nobody’s praying to this god anymore. I’ll just wait this out. Being a god, I’ll still be here and, don’t worry, I’ll be waiting to laugh at all the stupid things you’re all doing right now. It’s like that N’Sync poster you had over your bed when you were 10 and you hope nobody remembers it now that you’re 30. Lord Galen remembers and he will never let you live it down.

    Now, if anyone is interested, I’ll talk about my life. It’s good. Coming up on my 18th wedding anniversary. My son is 8 years old and in the 2nd grade. I’m still working at the Adult Store that I got a job at in 2015, only now I’m the Assistant Manager (and still 50,000,000,000 times happier than I was in public education). I’m currently battling a knee injury of unknown origins (just woke up one morning and couldn’t bend my knee, so that sucks). Hopefully the doctors can figure that one out and fix it. My current hobbies include listening to podcasts while playing GTA Online.

    And that’s pretty much it. Maybe I’ll post once next year to give an update too. Or maybe I won’t. I’m the god of common sense and you’ve all abandoned me, so go fuck yourselves.

  • One Year Later – How Bad Was Teaching?

    Today is May 29th. It’s a special day for me as I reflect back on the past year of my life. You see, one year ago today was the effective date of my resignation from the school I had worked at for more than 7 years. It was neccesary for me to leave, but it was painful. Like getting your teeth pulled: You know you need to do it, but it sucks anyway.

    For days, my emotions had been raw. Thinking about all those kids I taught who I would now never get to see grow older and leave elementary school. Birthdays and Christmases that I would miss. I was leaving this place that I’d worked so hard for and all those children I’d loved so much.

    It’s one year later and I’m taking stock of how I feel about that decision now. Instead of influencing young minds and spending my days imparting knowledge unto the next generation, I spend my work days ringing up customers and making sure their vibrators work. For nearly a year now, I’ve worked in an “Adult Store” selling sex toys, lube, porn, male enhancement pills, bongs “water pipes,” and various other fun things. Ask anyone and they’ll tell you that I am now holding down an inferior job to the one I left. First of all, it’s fucking retail, ugh. Second, “dude, you sell fucking dildos for a living, what the fuck….”

    So, after a year, let’s ask: Do you miss it, Galen?

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  • Update on my Life

    It’s been quite a while since I’ve talked about anything going on in my life. Snipers who regularly chat with me (those who do online gaming with me) will know about all this shit, but most of you will have no idea. Why am I bothering to update you? Who the fuck cares? Well, it’s a blog, so that’s kinda the shit you’re supposed to do, isn’t it? Fuck, even it it’s not, that’s what the fuck I’m about to be using this shit for, so here goes!

    The first major thing to change in my life is sitting right beside me as I type this, because he likes letters and words and shit like that. I’m talking about my very smart and awesome son, Eli. Oh yes, I’m a daddy now! Eli came to us about a year and a half ago from unfortunate circumstances. His mother, knowing she wasn’t the greatest mother in the world, willingly gave him up when Child Services became involved in their lives. When he first came to us, he was quite the little monster. He’d never been told “no” in his life and, as such, had no concept of how to deal with not getting his way on everything. His bio-mom would just give him whatever he wanted so that he wouldn’t throw a tantrum and, oh holy shit, could that kid ever throw a tantrum! The very first night he stayed with us, he laid in his bed and screamed for over 45 minutes. I mean, fucking screamed, because he didn’t want to go to bed. The first time we took him into a public place (Wal-Mart), he started having a throw-down over some toy cars that he saw. We went through lots of fun times like that before finally getting through to the kid that screaming and throwing tantrums wasn’t going to get him anything.
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