
I watched several episodes of “Hoarders” over the weekend. Now those are some seriously fucked up people. They fill their houses with garbage, or as they call it, “collectables”, until their house is no longer habitable. According to the program, there are more than 3 million hoarders in America. It really made me glad that I’m normal, though I do have a strong urge to clean out my closet.
Right behind the Hoarders marathon was a show about OCD. Now those are some seriously fucked up people. One guy dusts his car while he drives and would prefer to never take it out of the garage, lest it get dirty. It seems that he never strays too far from a duster.
I did a little checking up on OCD and, according Helpguide.org, there are several categories of OCD. This list was taken from Helpguide.org:
- Washers are afraid of contamination. They usually have cleaning or hand-washing compulsions.
- Checkers repeatedly check things (oven turned off, door locked, etc.) that they associate with harm or danger.
- Doubters and sinners are afraid that if everything isn’t perfect or done just right something terrible will happen or they will be punished.
- Counters and arrangers are obsessed with order and symmetry. They may have superstitions about certain numbers, colors, or arrangements.
- Hoarders fear that something bad will happen if they throw anything away. They compulsively hoard things that they don’t need or use.
The common element is the fear that something bad will happen if one does not perform their required rituals. Sounds a little like religion, doesn’t it, this fear that something bad will happen, like burning in hell for all of eternity, if we don’t do or say or believe the right thing?
In 2001, it was reported that 41.7% of all Americans had used illicit drugs at some point in their lives. I couldn’t find more recent comprehensive statistics.
Of course, our drug of choice in America is alcohol. According to the Centers for Disease Control, 50% of Americans are regular drinkers with another 14% considering themselves “infrequent” drinkers.
If we add up all the hoarders, throw in all the other kinds of OCD, then mix in the illicit drug users, drinkers and users of prescription drugs, as well as every other type of mental illness, it seems that there is virtually no one left.
Clearly, we need to declare war on all of it. We’ve had this “war on drugs” going on at least since Reagan. Perhaps it’s time to expand our little war to include alcohol, OCD, every other type of mental illness and prescription drug use. Let’s just keep this simple and declare war on “general fuckedupedness”. You know how we Americans like our wars.
Of course, the hitch is that the war on drugs isn’t going so well so maybe including all that other stuff isn’t such a bright idea. I mean, we’ve had this war on drugs going on forever and yet our border towns have turned into war zones. Wait, I’m seeing a connection... war on drugs, war zones... War begets war? No, that’s ridiculous.
It’s the brown people causing all that border town war zone stuff. Maybe we could just declare war on brown people. Let’s see, war on drugs, illicit and otherwise, OCD and other mental illnesses and alcohol and brown people.
Wow. This is getting really confusing. I’m starting to think that maybe there is something fundamentally flawed about this approach. So we have a nation of drug users, drinkers, washers, checkers, doubters and sinners, counters and arrangers, hoarders and other mentally ill people, folks high on God, bigotry, ignorance and sugar. Does that about cover it?
Shouldn’t we really be asking ourselves how come virtually everyone needs a drug of some sort to get through the day in modern America? Looks like we’re all freaks of one sort or another.


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Nice post!
I have it on very good authority, from none other that Pat Robertson, that us queers cause drug abuse, mental illness, alcoholism and cannibalism (oh, and Ellen caused Katrina all on her own cuz she ROCKS).
There's even a Youtube clip that explains it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rixkck8QnjY
'Course a few of us disagree and have our own video clip:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=03PnU27cWDs
Lezlie
Super freak!
I'm super freaky...Yow!
Thanks Cap'n, for letting me know just how fucked up I am :-)
Super Freak indeed, Leeds.
Nana, wait, what? War on pornography. Okay, now you've gone too far.
Down with dust!
If I were an evil clown, I would have written a blog post similar to this one. Creepy.
:(
**Wanders off to play with his collectables**
so now I only buy what I need which isn't much. when you get as old as I am, you are pretty much set in terms of having what you need and you have to watch those impulses because bingbangboom you too can live in a house of cat shit, broken plates and boxes before you even realize it. EVERYthing has sentimental value. fuck. we ARE weird.
(I can't watch that show....there but for the grace and all that...plus I worry about the animals. they ALWAYS have animals those lunatics)
I wish I were one of those that could get high off of God. That would be so cool *beavis and butthead laugh*
I need a vice. that's growing old for you. all virtue. fuck.
I'll be looking for my vice. I think vices keep you young. fuckedupness doesn't count. I been fucked up all my life.
And, yeah, we're every bit as bad up here, except our border problems seem to come from damyankees who somehow make it through the checkpoints, drink our beer, chase our wimmenfolk and fish in our lakes. Or so I've been told.
The kind of girl you want to know
From my head down to my toenails
Down to my feet, yeah
I'm Super Freaky~~~~~~~~~~~~!
-R-
Tinker dude, you're safe. I'll email you the pics.
I guess it's like Jimmy says "If we weren't all crazy we would go insane."
Sorry dude, but cameras are not allowed in Gitmo (or git'nsum as I prefer to call my bedroom).
**ties up Julie so I can waterbed... I mean waterboard her**
So, if my kids say about me, "She catches crumbs in midair," is that a bad thing? Is that an add-on to your list? Is it Happy Hour yet?
Recovering normal?
RATED
I know because I have read this 27 times, and still haven't found any.
I'll rate it when I'm done reading it.
I compulsively rhyme, impulsively fight grime.
How sick am I. I'm afraid to die.
...I watched a TV show about everyday life of people in other countries. I believe it was the family in Denmark who lived in a clean, modern, white apartment. All their belongings were hidden away in built in drawers, closets, cabinets. Their child had a clean neat bedroom, white walls and a few primary colors, with a set of Legos for his entertainment on the floor. Told mom about it, and she said, "They don't have any stuff!? What fun is that??"
Of course we're not. We all have those voices in our heads, don't we?
Why, yes, I would like another cup of coffee.
You are more than welcome, too.
Thank you! A surprise for me? Well, aren't you kind!
(BTW, my voices are REALLY polite and friendly!)
So just to be safe I'm declaring war on all men, dogs and golf courses.
It's all about talent management, lol