The times are getting to me

I realize that I hate cell phones, blackberry's, smart cars (or the need for them), bicycles with more than 3-gears, polyphonic synths, midi anything, digital recording, silly fruity mixed drinks, the blandness of the digital camera, fast food, faster food, designer dogs, the need for speed, anything marketed as convenient, new or improved, people who don't understand the importance of history, Photoshop, CuBase, Pro-Tools, cars made of plastic devoid of chrome, accounting, accounting software, microwavable Indian food, puns in newspaper headlines, illteration in newspaper headlines, newspapers, cable TV, power mowers, fossil fuel, politics, anarchy, love as portrayed in art, role playing games (isn't life enough?), drunk people, angry drunk people, drunk people who think they're funny, corporate yoga, corporate martial arts, formal anything, money, news, TV news, the smugness of CBC, American TV, Canadian TV, what passes for humour, Celtic anything (what's wrong with my culture? Please, I am not Irish!!), music that stoops to please, art that fails to express, art that fails to impress, the need for more, the desire for bigger, movies that depend on CGI to get the point across, movies that try to get a point across, anti-aging products, life-prolonging products, foods and supplements (die, already) the smugness of youth, MADD, the Cancer Society and other finger-waggers, sometimes a cigar is just a smoke, classic rock (grow up already), current rock (grow up already),Elvis Costello (grow up already), Danny Williams on his bad days, socials and parties and mixers, watches that do more than telltime, world music, klesmer, books by Nora Roberts, buses with advertising all over the outside, rollerball pens, schools and lists.