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Colonel Panic

When you're lying, shaking, and your bones are aching... Is that ecstasy?

About Me


I figure it's time to finally put a new rant up here... I think I've done all the changing I'm going to do for a while. So, with that, I present to you my manifesto.
I'm no longer a bleeding-heart commie, or a stoner, as of March 8, 2004. I'm no longer property of someone who doesn't want me, as of December of 2006. I'm no longer a hateful war-monger, as of February of 2007. I'm no longer an apathetic douchebag, as of April of 2007. I've finally reached my balance, from the black brimmer on my head, to the braces [suspenders] that hold my blue jeans in place, to the tactical steelcaps on my feet.
I am now everything I want to be- all at once. Nobody did it for me. No job fixed it. No girl fixed it. No vehicle fixed it. No computer fixed it. With a little help from some people who cared, I was able to figure out who I am.
I realized when I was 17, I was born/raised a Catholic , and I will die a Catholic. However, bibles are for reading, not for bludgeoning loved ones. I understand that the primary root of my belief is to follow the example of a man, fictional or not, who showed nothing but love. As He did, I also am willing to sacrifice myself for others. I am willing to withstand the ridicule. I am willing to greet others with kindness, and will never turn my back on someone who is in need.
For over 21 years, I have been a proud American, also born and raised. Don't tell me otherwise- I'll make you regret it. My primary language is American English. If you intend to come here, or you are here already and don't know it terribly well, I will gladly help you learn to speak it- I'm decently talented in speaking and understanding foreign languages, and I'm always willing to give honest people a helping hand.
It has come to my attention that, over the past couple years, I've become a skinhead . I like this. Whether or not it was intentional, I believe I may have grown up this way. Straight through elementary and into middle school, it was all about the boots and braces. I've gone back to that. The lifestyle is fun, the music is amazing, the beer and whiskey are plentiful, and the philosophy is sound. I am neither racist, nor red. I am serious about work, and serious about fun. And, I am completely for earning what I keep, and keeping what I earn...
On that note, I am a Libertarian . I believe in personal responsibility. We are responsible for ourselves. We are responsible for what happens to our nation, and for ensuring our government does not execute acts against our will, and not the reverse. Remember, the more things for which we rely upon our government, the more things it can withhold from us. Speaking of taking things away, once I've managed to purchase a rifle, the Democrats will have to pry it from my cold, dead hands before I'll give it to them. With all of these gangs and factions running around, looking to fuck up anyone's day for an extra dollar, I'd like to keep my right to defend myself. I'd gun down a threat to my person, loved ones, or property in a heartbeat. Some say that this makes me a vigilante . And, apparently, because I am a vigilante, I violently force my morals on others. Apparently, morals are relative, and I should be more understanding of thieves, rapists, murderers, and their accomplices. Understand this: If you pose a threat to any of what's mine, I will be happy to give you a very good understanding of what a 5.56x45mm round does to an ignorant individual. I would prefer it if you would just take the verbal lesson, rather than demand a demonstration, but I know there are some really stupid people out there.
First on my shopping list...
On a separate, but similar note, I believe drugs should be legalized. I still hate most drugs, not because of what they are, but because of what they fund. I have friends who smoke pot, and I don't think less of them for it- I just wish someone who wasn't involved with a gang would grow it locally. As for the other drugs... Why would you want to do them, anyway? Back to what I was saying. If drugs were legalized, the market would flood, prices would drop, the dealers would starve, and their irresponsible customers would snuff it in a matter of months. Many Catholics believe that a soul in purgatory can be prayed into Heaven, if its original owner was good enough to be loved by anyone. I feel the same should stand on Earth- if you're a druggy, and you've fucked over all of the people who care for you, you deserve to rot- you sacrificed love and friendship for a substance. Way to go, loser.
Based on the above statements, I'm sure you saw this coming. I cannot stand the American idea of "gangs." A bunch of assholes, running around with rags, raping girls and raiding neighborhoods... That sounds a lot like a terrorist group to me. And you know how we Americans feel about terrorism. Kill them when they break into your house. Shatter their economy by legalizing their products. Watch them starve, rot, overdose, and die, because they've never worked a day in their lives. To all of you drug-munching, anti-war hippies: STOP PAYING FOR THEIR GUNS, DUMBASS. Your drug money buys the guns that these assholes run around with- the guns they point at our daughters, sisters, mothers, girlfriends, and wives while they take turns raping them; the guns that they point at us when they rob us, or when they attack us for not being like them. You're funding the local street-war, because you're not creative enough to find fun in this life without substances to help you on your way. When I die at their hands, I hope you're having fun with the fine product they sold you to buy the weapon they just murdered me with. Thanks for being my friend. Buy a gun or some kevlar for me, instead of a gun for them, and I'll do something constructive for you- maybe I'll help you get a job or something.
I despise most of the club scene [though not all of it], and not because my bands of choice said so. In my eyes, fucking with your clothes on does not qualify as a valid form of dancing. Walking around a noisy room, poking chicks in the ass with your dick, will not land you in good company for the evening. I've had friends and acquaintances tell me I need to go to raves. I've had them try to sell me on the "cuddle-room" thing, because they think I need to get laid. I still wonder if some of them went and got themselves checked after they did that. I didn't know public orgies were even legal in the state of Georgia. Above all else, I don't intend to fry myself with pills - I still want to be able to feel my dick when I'm 45. I'm going to reinstate my previous statement of, if my girlfriend should happen to go to a club, she can stay there. I don't want her coming home after she's had every piece of filth in the county rub themselves all over her for hours on end. It sounds harsh, and I honestly know some really great people who are into that scene. However, I'm definitely not impressed by most of the people I've encountered who are involved.
I am obsessed with machinery, and technology in general. Everything, ranging from basic machines, to electronics, to computers is interesting to me. If not for the fact that most of the good games are written for Windows, I would use only Linux . I fully support the open-source movement. If I can buy a toaster, disassemble it, and make something else out of it, why can't I do that with a computer program? Same concept, right?
I play guitar. Loudly. I sing just as loudly. I bounce around and dance a lot of the time, as I'm usually in a good mood. I love screaming obnoxious lyrics. Not changing.
Above all else, I love and respect everyone until I'm given a reason not to. The problem is, too many people give me too many reasons too quickly.

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You're 70% Irish
You're very Irish, and most likely from Ireland.
(And if you're not, you should be!) How Irish Are You?
You Are 84% New Jersey!

You are definitely Jersey. Well done, my friend. You are most likely from this great state, and you fit right in. Odds are, you love being Jersey!
How New Jersey Are You?
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70% Irish + 84% Jersey = 154% FUCKING AWESOME. You know damn right.
Your Political Profile:
Overall: 85% Conservative, 15% Liberal
Social Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal
Personal Responsibility: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
Fiscal Issues: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal
Ethics: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal
Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

LEGALIZE DRUGS.
Let the problem solve itself. XD


WHAT SKINHEAD ARE YOU?
TraditionalThey identify with the original skinhead movement (The Spirit of 69) in terms of music, style, culture and working class pride.
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My Interests

music, computers, linux, RTS games, FPS games, languages, guns, beer, guitar

I'd like to meet:

All kinds of people.

Music:

-Ska
-Reggae
-Oi!
-Rockabilly
-Bebop
-Old Country
-Old Soul
-Old R&B
-Punk
-70's/80's Metal
-Industrial Metal [Nostalgia.]
-Classic Rock
-Irish Folk

Apparently, there's no variety in my taste. Supposedly, I'm closed-minded. I don't like most of what sees radio play, or just about any of what's played in clubs.

Angelic Upstarts, Anti-Heros, Anti-Nowhere League, Baker's Dozen, Brain Failure, Brassknuckle Boys, The Briggs, Broken Heroes, The Business, Cockney Rejects, Combat 84, Dropkick Murphys, Lars Frederiksen and the Bastards, Lower Class Brats, On File, The Oppressed, Pressure Point, The Real McKenzies, Sham 69

Brian Setzer, Johnny Cash, Reverend Horton Heat, Tiger Army, Stray Cats

Charlie Parker, Wes Montgomery

The Aggrolites, Catch 22, Desmond Dekker, Joe the Boss, Kalles Kaviar, Laurel Aitken, Operation Ivy, Symarip, The Suicide Machines, The Specials, The Slackers

Bad Religion, Die Ärzte, Die Goldene Zitronen, Die Schröders, Die Toten Hosen, Terrorgruppe, The Ramones, Rancid, The Restarts, River City Rebels, UK Subs, Wizo, The Virus

AC-DC, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Led Zeppelin, Eagles

Anthrax, Black Sabbath, Fastway, Megadeth, Motörhead

Crossbreed, KMFDM, Pop Will Eat Itself, Rammstein, Rob Zombie, White Zombie

Athenrye, Blood or Whiskey, The Dubliners, Flogging Molly, The Irish Rovers, The Pogues, Shane MacGowan and the Popes, The Tossers, Wolfe Tones, Young Dubliners

Downfall Uprising, The Noizy Oizys, The Rotten Apples

Movies:

Boondock Saints, Run Lola Run, Full Metal Jacket, Clockwork Orange, Monty Python and the Quest for the Holy Grail, Stripes, In the Army Now, Saving Private Ryan, The Sum of All Fears, Anti-Trust, Hackers, American History X, Romper Stomper

Television:

History Channel, Military Channel, Cartoon Network, Comedy Central... the good stuff.

Books:

Politika, Games of State, Rainbow Six, The Sum of All Fears - Tom Clancy

Fallen Angels - Walter Dean Myers

And, yes. I've read through a good part of the Halo stories, and I love them. I know I'm a geek.

Heroes:

No heroes for me- at least, not by the traditional definition. I prefer the anti-hero. Not the band, not the skateboard. Go look it up. ..

My Blog

Another day in paradise...

Now that I think about it, mortality isn't so bad...There are two beings who decide whether I live or die. One of those two is me- and I'm pretty firmly against it. And, I guarantee you, no matter w...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 12:07:00 PST

New discovery...

I have recently come to the discovery that I am, indeed, mortal.This fucking terrifies me.It's silly, but...Yeah.
Posted by Colonel Panic on Sun, 25 Mar 2007 10:59:00 PST

Put your braces together and your boots on your feet, and give me some of that ol' moonstompin.

Alright...Once again, I've stepped forward into a new world of possibilities. I realized that, if I stop being such a self-loathing bastard, and actually look at myself, I'm not that bad off.I final...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 01:36:00 PST

Sleeeeeepy...

Wow... I'm in a bedroom. In a bed.Under no tension, stress, or pressure...Just... Here.I'm going to go to sleep.Good news to come soon...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Tue, 30 Jan 2007 10:39:00 PST

You don't know what to do, no one can save you...

Fuck.That stupid fucking truck = in its final death throes.After all that money, effort, stress...I dunno. I'm gonna try and get it sold, and buy that '94 Nissan pickup from my former co-worker, Mike...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 10:59:00 PST

wow...

...I think I might explode with hyperactive, giggly, retarded joy.^.^
Posted by Colonel Panic on Mon, 01 Jan 2007 11:37:00 PST

More song lyrics...

t's another November eveningAs you remember your way homeYou mete out your aggressive tendenciesOn what's left of your blackened soulYou've come to this conclusionAs you're dragged from another bloody...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Sat, 30 Dec 2006 07:57:00 PST

A random thought...

You know, these little things wouldn't matter so much if I didn't have to fight so hard to get them.
Posted by Colonel Panic on Fri, 01 Dec 2006 03:54:00 PST

No Room for Me

In the week, I'd put in overtimeThough, Sunday, I took off to go to massBut I was honest, and they hated thatSo the fired me and left me on my assApparently, I was too slowBecause I wasn't geeked on c...
Posted by Colonel Panic on Wed, 25 Oct 2006 07:30:00 PST

Throw a brick, light the fuse, dodge a bullet, duck inside...

Uhhhh... Yeah. Gunshot last night. Might've been directed at me/friends. Don't know. Kinda weirded out. Fuck Lawrenceville and its gang bullshit. Fo' ril.
Posted by Colonel Panic on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 02:08:00 PST