Knocking on the Sky and Listening to the Sound

arcticfritillary:

rubywhiterabbit:

My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…

Pluto is there.

The artist remembered Pluto.

Guys…

The artist drew Pluto crying.

/gross sobbing

Folks, I hate to spoil your fun, but there’s no such thing as rights. Okay? They’re imaginary. We made ‘em up. Like the boogeyman. The three little pigs. Pinocchio. Mother goose. Shit like that. Rights are an idea, they’re imaginary. They’re a cute idea, cute, but that’s all, cute and fictional. But if you think you do have rights, let me ask you this: Where do they come from? People say “Well, they come from God, they’re God-given rights.” Oh, fuck, here we go again. The God excuse, the last refuge of a man with no answers and no argument, “It came from God.” Anything we can’t describe must have come from God. Personally, folks, I believe that if your rights came from God, he would have given you the right to some food every day, and he would have given you the right to a roof over your head; God would have been looking out for you. He wouldn’t have been worried about making sure you have a gun so you can get drunk on Sunday night and kill your girlfriend’s parents. But let’s say it’s true, let’s say God gave us these rights, why would he give us a certain number of rights? The Bill of Rights of this country has ten stipulations, okay, ten rights. And apparently God was doing sloppy work that week because we’ve had to amend the Bill of Rights an additional seventeen times. So God forgot a couple of things, like slavery. Just fuckin’ slipped his mind. But let’s say God gave us the original ten. He gave the British thirteen. The British Bill of Rights has thirteen stipulations. The Germans have twenty-nine. The Belgians have twenty-five. The Swedish have only six. And some people in the world have no rights at all. What kind of a fuckin’ goddamn God-given deal is that? No rights at all? Why would God give different people in different countries different numbers of different rights? Boredom? Amusement? Bad arithmetic? Do we find out at long last after all this time that God is weak in math skills? Doesn’t sound like divine planning to me. Sounds more like human planning. Sounds more like one group trying to control another group. In other words, business as usual in America. Now, if you think you do have rights, one last assignment for you. Next time you’re on the computer, get on the internet, go to Wikipedia. When you get to Wikipedia, in the search field for Wikipedia, I want you to type in, “Japanese-Americans 1942” and you’ll find out all about your precious fuckin’ rights. Okay? Alright. […] Just when these citizens needed their rights the most, their government took ‘em away. And rights aren’t rights if someone can take ‘em away. They’re privileges, that’s all we’ve ever had in this country is the bill of temporary privileges.

-George Carlin

(Source: robert-plants-nipples)