pasithea

Ah, nature.

Last week, I found the world's most hateful poison oak. I'm very mindful of poison oak and stay away from it, but no. This one had apparently dropped its leaves and retained all its oils on its branches or something. I sure didn't see it.

At the moment, I'd do well as an extra in a Troma film. Plenty of blisters and oozing. I even have the martyred holes in each palm because this particular poison oak was so hateful that it even penetrated the callouses of my work-weary hands. How nice.

It's times like these when I consider taking a new direction in life. Perhaps genetic engineering. I could perhaps capture the mold responsible for Sudden Oak Death and see if I could re-engineer it to be Sudden Poison Oak Death.

So... There you have the horrible truth. Apparently mindlessly hateful things like Prop 8 supporters and Poison Oak can apparently push even a pacifist to thoughts of genocide. But I ask you. Would the world really miss either of them? And if so, perhaps we could just put them in little biodomes together. Prop 8 supporters and poison oak, frolicking arm in arm in my very own garden of eden.