Friday, November 6, 2009

My Thoughts Take Flight And Alight Upon A Distant Moonlit Shore--More Random Thoughts And Shit...

I can't help but wonder if the people who are making a deliberate and concerted effort to point out that the Ft. Hood gunman is a Muslim also highlighted the fact that Dr. Tiller's killer is a Christian? Have any of them ever taken the time to condemn the religion of any other of this country's many mass murderers, assuming any of the other killers were religious? I doubt it. So, if you're a Christian you get a pass on your religion being a motivating factor for your actions, but not if you're a Muslim? How exactly does that work?

Using GOP logic about the worth of a bill based upon its number of pages or its physical size, specifically regarding the size of the DEM healthcare reform bill in comparison to the GOP version, then The Da Vinci Code is a much better book than War and Peace, or the Bible, for that matter...

In the Matrix movies, if the evil robotic overlords who enslaved mankind were so smart why didn't they just cause humanity to live under the illusion of living in a pretechnological society instead of one where humans had access to computers and telephones? Why not make humans think they're cave people and eliminate their threat? Also, the Matrix films suck donkey balls.

I don't need to be sassed by some fucking uppity snapping turtle. Keep that shit to yourself, you dickish fraud of a reptile!

Is there a better film than Andrei Rublev? Or Roadhouse? A guy can like both.

If Obama would simply do something substantial and effective for gays in this country, I would say that'd be reason enough for him to deserve the Nobel Peace Prize.

I hate the Star Wars movies. With a passion. Except for the first one. George Lucas has shown nothing but contempt for the collaborative effort of filmmaking because his horrible hubris and narcissism regarding his overwrought and overblown modern space mythology wouldn't allow any other perspectives or input, and in the process he ruined not only what he already filmed when he digitally redid the first three Star Wars snooze-fests, but he is one of the main culprits responsible for the ruination of cinema in general. Asshole.

Why doesn't Rush Limbaugh just invest in the Duke University lacrosse team? As he sees things I'm sure this is a perfect reflection of all that he thinks is wrong in U.S. society today: rich white guys getting screwed over by both a poor black female and the liberal media. A perfect match!

On a related note, over the years I've heard several critics, usually conservatives, suggest that if some marginalized group is excluded from a certain club, organization or endeavor then that group should form its own enterprise that reflects its own ideals and concerns instead of trying to get into the private exclusionary organization. For instance, since gays are not allowed to be Scout Masters, they have been told to get over being in the Boy Scouts and go form their own group, and when blacks have raised concern that they weren't being fairly represented on TV, movies and in other media they were chided into forming their own groups, and for the most part this is what's happened; minority groups have gone on to form their own organizations, but this raises two issues: why are these minority organizations often subsequently called racist or exlusionary for simply being reactions to inadequate representation and lack of concern or inclusion on the part of the culture at large? And why don't these conservatives practice what they preach? Limbaugh, instead of bemoaning his inability to become an NFL owner, should just form his own league where he can make up his own rules. Right?

Chipmunks can't wrestle for shit. Pussies.

For those who doubt evolution due to a supposed lack of corroborative transitional fossil evidence, all fossils are transitional fossils. Unless, of course, the fossil species went extinct or it has an unchanged modern living descendant. Otherwise everything is a transitional species. Now, as to whether we will find every before and after fossil is another question, since the process by which fossils are formed leaves the fossil record inherently scetchy at the very best...

I love this quote from Hegel, "Only one man has ever understood me and even he didn't". It's true. Hegel is a real ballbuster.

Is it just me or do the Victoria's Secret models look like they could use at least one good, solid meal a day? I think it'd put some meat on their bones, provided they actually ingest and digest the food...

Does Mark Levin have any bass at all to his voice? I mean, this guy's tone is nothing but treble/high end. Shit, my parent's chihuahua has a deeper, more manly and commanding voice than this shrill asshat doofus, and she's much, much smarter to boot. Levin's voice is the perfect embodiment of his mentality.

I tell ya, those dumbass frat boy ghost hunters on Ghost Adventures are complete and utter jerkoffs. These douchebags are running quite a scam for themselves.

I'm a southerner, born and bred, but I'll never understand my native region's love affair with grits. It's like sand ensconced in soft, warm snot. Nasty shit!

Why the fuck can't Francis Ford Coppola fit an entire version of Apocalypse Now onto a single DVD? The Apocalypse Now: The Complete Dossier set has both the original theatrical and the expanded Redux versions, but shows the first half of each on Disc 1 while Disc 2 shows the second half of each film. Why not put one version on one disc and the other version on the other disc, to preserve cinematic continuity for each film? Geez! These films don't need intermissions. Fuck!

Hey, Sham Wow/Slap-Chop guy! How about if I slap-chop your annoying ass all the way back up into your mama's dried out baby-chamber!!

The woman in those Palm Pre commercials sure is creepy. She looks like a living, breathing Rene Magritte painting. I prefer Max Ernst myself...





I can't help but wonder if people who hate Jackson Pollock's unique and wonderful artwork think that a slab of marble or granite is ugly also? Usually the critique of Pollock's work runs along the lines that it has no real, substantial content or it doesn't reflect the natural world in any way, like traditional painting has tended to do. I disagree with both accounts. Why should human artwork have to reflect nature in any way for it to be beautiful? What does nature reflect? Is it not enough that it be beautiful on its own merits, without it being a mimesis of something else? Can we only see beauty in such provincial terms? Usually these critics are theists, who consider modern art godless and depraved, and they never question the basic nature of the beauty of nature and the fact that it doesn't reflect anything outside of itself, unless they chose to think it reflects the mind of god, but if this is so this notion undoes their argument, because all the patterns in nature then reflect the mind of god, not nature itself, therefore god's undertaking is pure creation, not reflecting anything outside of himself/herself/it in the creative act. So if beauty can be an act of pure creation by some being, why can it not be human? But it's all smoke and mirrors, since what Pollock does is a reflection of some aspect of nature, even if it just reflects the artist's mind itself. The artist is god, in a very basic way. Again, Pollock's No. 22 or No. 8 are beautiful in their own right, just like a piece of marble, and for similar reasons...

The next Shetland pony that looks at me cross-eyed is gonna get kicked in the balls.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

My Thoughts On Joe Lieberman And His Idiotic Opposition To The Public Option--Yeah, It's A Rant!

Suck it, Lieberman. Just who the fuck do you think you are, you shitty little duplicitous dick bag? Waaaaa, waaaaa, waaaaa! No one pays any attention to me so I'm gonna stamp my feet and hold my breath until people stop making fun of me and start taking me seriously. I don't care if I have to derail some major legislation in the process. Waaaaa, waaaaa, waaaaa! Who cares if healthcare is important? So is my ego! I bet you love yourself so much that you can't even bear to part with your own bodily excretions. Hell, I bet you baste in them, making your own gravy, dont you? DON'T YOU!?! Mmmmmmm, this is so warm, gooey and viscous, it's like I'm bathing in me. Ohhhhhh, ahhhhhh, yes, I'm so awesome. Awesome? Hmmm, I don't know about that, but you're certainly one awesomely putrid asshole sucking butt leach. What's that? Oh, I'm sorry. Is that wrong of me? Am I being too harsh, too mean? Wellllllll, too fuckety fuck bad. I refuse to massage your precious little overly inflated sense of vanity, you twisted, old feline fingering fucknut fruitcake. I mean to crash that vain train while it's on its ego trip.

You know, you make me so angry, I could just vomit, and by vomit I mean hogtying your sorry ass and performing a colon-fucking-oscopy on you with a jackhammer and posting the resultant video on YouTube. Won't that be fun? Seriously, don't make me come up there and shit in your kasha varnishkes, because I will. If you don't believe me, then try me! But you know, you're such a fucking slimy douche bag twat polyp that you probably have Hadassah do that for you already, don't you, you nasty little cock canker? Nevertheless, someone really needs to grab you by your scrawny, wrinkled giblets and force you to inhale some of the ungodly shit you're spewing out for the rest of us to choke on. And that someone is my foot. I'll jam one of my steel-toe boots all the way up your fetid, rancid poop hole stink chamber to where your slippery, drippery ass cherry bursts so far asunder, you'll know what it's like to have someone fuck up your healthcare just to prove a point. I'll give you such a horribly fucked up pre-existing condition that even the proposed healthcare reform won't be able to cover it, you unholy melange of shit, piss and gangrenous schmutz!

So consider this a warning. I don't want to have to warn you again. Your phony self-righteous self-importance doesn't trump healthcare reform, you whiny, human soporific piss-ant fuck, so get that fat, bloated turncoat head of yours out of the health insurance lobby's fucking doughy white ass, grow some full size man bags out of those dinky little groin grapes of yours, and do your goddammed duty, you idiotic lowlife, opportunistic, shit slurping, traitorous, dickhole remora fish!

Have a nice day!

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

The GOP And Its Thoughts On Miscegenation--Yeah, It's What You Think, If You Think Its Thoughts Are Racist.

From the GOP Facebook page. Cute isn't it? A picture of a our bi-racial president eating chicken with a caption reading: "Miscegenation is a CRIME against American values. Repeal Loving v. Virginia". Interracial relationships are a crime against American values? Seriously? Well, it's certainly no crime against my American values or the values of any sane, reasonable person, but apparently it really, really bothers the precious widdle "moral" sensibilities of some really, really fucking ignorant people. Hmmmm, I can't help but wonder if it could possibly be considered a "crime" against the racially bigotted, eliminationist and xenophobic "values" defined and practiced by the GOP? Yeah, I can buy that...

Face it, the GOP hasn't earned the privilege of being given the benefit of the doubt on issues like this; its own history of blatant racism and its laissez faire position on dealing with socio-cultural racism are a matter of public record (follow the link to a fucking brilliant blog post). And even if the GOP manages to offer up some sort of an apology or explanation for this particular incident, for it or anyone else to suggest it isn't responsible for this act and others like it, is completely disingenuous, because the real issue, and what might get overlooked in all of the semantic hullabaloo surrounding this whole affair, is that the person who posted this foul, racist garbage obviously felt the GOP site was a warm, welcoming and inviting place for this kind of thing. I wonder why? Now, if this racist shit had been posted at a Democratic website it would've been for shock value to enrage the lefties, to have some fun at their expense, but this was posted at a GOP site where it was thought to be right at home, perfectly in line with party ideology and practice. The point is that even if the GOP is not directly responsible for actually posting this image it is indirectly responsible for it being posted by fostering an environment that lures these kind of people to itself, people that feel comfortable manifesting their racism under the auspices of their political overlords and fellow party affiliates. I know that I wouldn't call anyone a racial slur unless 1) I am in fact a racist, and 2) it is considered acceptable behavior by a group of like-minded people in whose presence I feel comfortable. You know, strength through unity, unity through a shared vision...and all that crap. Well, I guess when the GOP's biggest, most vocal spokesperson can repeatedly call our bi-racial president a Halfrican American without censure, criticism or condemnation from his own party, what can you expect? Certainly not an ownership share in an NFL franchise, thank goodness. And, again, certainly not the benefit of the doubt in all matters racial. And the GOP wonders why it can't win over the African American community? Really? I guess when one's collective head is so far up one's collective ass that one is collectively able to sniff one's own collective armpit from the inside, that can easily happen...collectively speaking. But in all seriousness, the GOP really couldn't care less about winning over the African American community. It's quite apparent that it thinks its done quite well without the blacks, so it isn't too concerned about fixing what it doesn't really think is broken, right? By constantly having issues like the one mentioned above cropping up over and over again, almost ad nauseum, the Grand Old Party makes it pretty clear that it's not really interested in being inclusive to anyone but straight, white, Christian males, despite its claims to the contrary. It undoubtedly causes one to be very wary of the great yawning abyss between the GOP's de rigueur words and its de facto actions...actions...actions...

While I know it won't erase the GOP's long track record of racist horseshit I'd like to see if the GOP does the right thing by apologizing for this act and condemning it or if it tries to defer responsibility by claiming it had nothing to do with it, that it can't be held responsible for what gets posted on its website. My bet is the latter, but it might actually be a little bit of both. Hell, I wouldn't at all be surprised if it tries using the first amendment, you know, this person has the right to say anything he or she wants so who is the GOP to deny that right? Of course that's entirely true, but it's also completely lubricious bullshit. All I know is that as a white man dating a black woman I believe she and I both are owed an apology by the GOP and, really, so is every one else as well, because if we aren't all allowed to freely choose whom we love then true freedom is a chimera, and real American values are a fucking sham. There's no place for the kind of rhetoric contained in the image above, so make it right GOP. That is, if you actually have the courage to do so for once. We're all waiting...

ADDENDUM: Apparently this photo was on the GOP Facebook page since 10/20/'09, only to be quietly taken off the site very late in the day on 10/25/'09 with no commentary or explanation from the site administrator regarding why it took so long to remove it. This only further reinforces my thesis. Truly shameful and utterly reprehensible.

Friday, October 16, 2009

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! A Conservative Women's Calendar!?? Yeah, Right. They Always Say That And It Ends Up Being Photos Of Squirrels Fucking A Titmouse.

You've read about it. You've heard rumors about it. Now you can see it for yourselves. The Clare Boothe Luce Policy Institute and Libertarian Livestock Quarterly Magazine have teamed up to bring you the 2010 Conservative Women's Calendar. Now every month you can be exposed to conservatism and not feel guilty about it because it's women this time! WOMEN! Well, mostly. Anyway, this calender will boost your morale and morals, even as it shames you into fiscal responsibility for not reusing that same special jerkoff napkin every time. Each month has a different conservative woman, along with her description and a horoscope for that month, so enjoy and be sure to wash afterwards!

Thank you, Clare Boothe Luce. Nothing personifies conservatism better than an elegantly attired dead person, and you're the deadest.

January horoscope: You'll feel kinda bad part of the time, but at other times you'll feel pretty good.






Who says conservative women can't be sexy and intelligent? Well, okay, but thanks to Kate Obenshain, the founder of the Clare Boothe Luce Policy Institute, you can decide for yourself. Out to prove that conservative women can elicit more than just anger and condescension from their own men, she's succeeded in showing they can also draw forth laughter and vomit from the rest of us.

February horoscope: A lemur will kill you with a rock filled tube sock.


Unsure of your sexual preference? Well, heeeeeere's Ann Coulter. The offspring of an Afghan hound and The Fountainhead, she excites and teases with her wit, charm and ovotestes. While her gender is unclear, his ideology isn't; she's all Galt. Truly one of a kind!

March horoscope: You will find that having opposable thumbs will be too much responsibility.




Asian Malkin was born in the Phillipine jungle to a white pagan couple who adopted her from a Moro tribe, as depicted in the film Apocalypse Now. Today, though still a little brown foreigner, she's all growed up and fully Americanish. Able to overcome objective reality and truth with her blogs and books, she's a beacon of light for people who feel fettered by such constraints.

April horoscope: Feta cheese will find its way into your Greek salad. Why?



We don't really know who this is, but we needed 12 women for the calendar, so, well, there you have it. Had to cast a wider net, as it were, and dredged this up. She may be the cafeteria lady at the Clare Boothe Luce Policy Institute. Or a hooker. Whatever.


May horoscope: You will get a blister on your forehead in the shape of Ronald Reagan. Get ointments and call Politico.



This is another filler female. It's not easy finding 12 neocon women that don't look like Karl Rove in drag, so we had to farm out the month of June to the fry cook at the local KFC. She loves long walks, puppies, scraping people's genitals with clam shells and being called a skank. Talk about diversified interests! And she has all of her vaccinations! She's one finger lickin' good filly.

June horoscope: Your life will spiral downward into an unending miasma of bandages and cornish game hens.


Born to a family of naked, inbred Sasquatch in the forrested highlands of Mordor, Bachmann's political career was in fast food until she licked the backside of a woman she thought was Jesus. Undeterred by her complete lack of sanity, she entered the national political scene, where ironically, her many limitations and her unique comedy stylings make her a standout inside the beltway.

July horoscope: You will be declared the new George Lucas by the press, only to have God kill you and say, "Not again. Never again."



Like your conservatism with a couple of silicone dollops? Well then, have we got the woman for you! The liberal media elites did their best to destroy her by trying to make her look really, really stupid, but she outfoxed them and did it just fine on her own, embodying true conservative self-reliance in the process. She's self-made! Well, except for her tits.

August horoscope: Sorry, due to technical difficulties, blah, blah, blah.



Awwwwww, here's Bay Bay Bu Bu, or has her friends call her, Conrad. Need a doppelganger for the transsexual Erwin in the great Werner Fassbinder film, In A Year of 13 Moons? Then look no further. Bay Bay is way way too too awesome in her dual role as herself! Great at parties, and what party isn't complete without a little gender confusion to liven things up? Hilarity!

September horoscope: I'm not sure, but that mole on your neck is really getting redder and redder...


Formed in the galactic core during the last Mayan calendar long count processional 26,000 years ago, Schlafly has been a thorn in the side of liberals ever since, which may explain the fate of those nasty Meso-American leftists, the Mayans. Still going strong, Schlafly likes to taunt worms, puree salamanders and roast children she traps in her gingerbread cottage in the woods.

October horoscope: You will move to a new town and it will force you to duck a lot.



After years of driving nails with her face and constantly being attacked by feral cats, Crupp decided to try her hand, and face, in a new arena: politics. Now driving people crazy with her conservative views, she's still constantly being attacked by feral cats, but now she just bites their heads off and feeds them to Jim DeMint. Such a good little neocon!

November horoscope: You better stow away a little money for an emergency. Oh, and your head will be crushed in a car door.


Oh! Almost forgot. We have a black one. Some of our best friends are black ones. No, really.

December horoscope: A new year is just around the corner. Hold on. HOLD ON!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER - Obama's Homo-Erratic Gay Rights Policy.

Goddammit, Mr. Obama. Why bother to take the five seconds to sign an executive order ending the enforcement of the ridiculous DADT policy, when you can just string along and fuck with gay people? I mean, it's only their inalienable rights that are at stake. Fuck. Most gay people know that getting obstructions to their rights removed via legislation will be a protracted, bitter and violent fight, but why can't you just show some good faith with the aforementioned executive order? In that one simple gesture you will have done more for the gay community than any president in history and shown everyone that you mean business. Your signature would equal an immeasurable and unequivocal statement of solidarity with not only our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters, but with the whole of humanity; for where the rights of a few are deprived, none are safe. So start the ball rolling and begin to remove the obstacles to what gays and lesbians are entitled to, allow them access to what you and I take for granted: basic human and civil rights. Unless, of course, there's some specific exclusionary language in the Constitution or Bill of Rights showing the need to strip those rights from people with a certain sexual orientation. Ha ha ha, just kidding. There's no such language. No more excuses. Get with it, mister.

Monday, October 5, 2009

Nation Stunned, Shocked To Discover Giant Feminine Hygiene Product Posing As Duly Elected U.S. Senator

Of late, the nation has been horrified to discover that Kentucky has forgotten the ways of both God and man by having a genuine douchebag as its U.S. Senate representative in Washington, DC. How Kentucky was able to keep up this charade for as long as it did is still unclear, but John Schmoopie (R-Wyoming), Chairman of the Senate Subcommittee on Vaginal Cleanliness states that, “We are on top of this and we will not rest until we get this whole thing cleaned up. Get it? H-O-L-E thing...cleaned up?" He then snorted and proceeded to giggle like a little girl for the next few minutes.

The douchebag in question goes by the brand name of Jim "Summer's Eve" Bunning (R-Kentucky), and it first entered the U.S. Senate in 1998, and remained inserted there ever since. Before then it spent the preceding 20 years in Kentucky politics, routinely buggering Bluetick Coonhounds, after ending its Hall of Fame baseball career in 1971, due to its unhealthy obsession with Bluetick Coonhounds and its unsightly, irregular man tits. In fact, many investigators suggest that its baseball tenure should have been the very first clue to its douchebaggery since professional baseball attracts many, many more douchebags than any other professional sport. When informed that this conclusion doesn’t necessarily follow, since there are maybe even more assholes in baseball, one investigator replied, “Yeah, well, it could very well be an asshole, and that is one avenue we are pursuing, but the preliminary findings point to it being a douchebag due to an overwhelmingly terrible vinegary smell associated with it when things heat up on the Senate floor and several people have filed reports that this thing drips and oozes certain, uh...liquidy substances normally found in menses. That and the fact that it just looks and acts like a typical fucking douchebag. Uh, pardon my French."

When asked how it would be possible for any feminine hygiene product, let alone a gigantic one such as this, to go unnoticed for so long, one anonymous insider said, “Are you kidding? It wouldn't appear out of place here in D.C. since this place is full of nothing but pussies...and all of the requisite accessories that involves, obviously. But lately the evidence was too overhwelming, what with this thing cursing, openly hoping for certain people to die, spouting debunked talking points on healthcare reform and falling asleep in the middle of Senate sessions...and the smell. It was just really obvious. The truly remarkable thing is that some people felt that by inserting this horrid, toxin-spewing tool into the Senate chamber it would flush out the mess and make Washington a fresh, squeaky clean place. Uh, wrong. This thing is a complete poisonous mess and needs to be disposed of quickly before it does any more harm than it already has, which is really quite considerable..."

A spokesman for Jim Bunning declared, "The Senator wants me to tell anyone concerned that he not only 'is not a douchebag but anyone who thinks he is a douchebag is a goddammed douchebag. So there!' Further, he says, 'You don't know me. I do what I want. Yeah, how you like me now, bitches? Leave me alone--I need to go find a warm moist place to take a nap'"

Apparently, the hilarious incongruity inherent in its statement of denial is lost on the douchebag, which is one of the things that points to it being one, I guess. Oh, well. As the facts unfold, I will keep you updated, dear readers...

Addendum
: Just as this article was about to post news came in from the prestigious Zach Galifianakis Institute for Ironic Research and Non Sequitur Studies: "Summer's Eve" Bunning definitively determined to be an asshole/douchebag and not just a douchebag. Submitted to various stress inducing measures, such as having his testicles deliberately caught in a zipper (not his own) or being told that Ronald Reagan was routinely fingered by Bonzo, Bunning's responses were recorded, measured, tallied and gathered to determine his proper category, with the new designation listed as the aforementioned asshole/douchebag (also referred to as assbag, assdouche, douchehole or Kanye West). This is important knowledge as it will affect census data for certain voting districts around the country, namely areas with large Duke Blue Devil basketball fans, and/or Dallas Cowboy and/or New York Yankees fans. The 2010 Census has added the new asshole/douchebag category for its information gathering purposes based upon a recent scientific study that found a high overlap between douchebags and assholes, with many socio-gynecologists claiming these two groups are in fact indistinguishable, therefore not separate species, much like agnathan fish and FOX News talking heads, or nematodes and the Michelle Malkins. For now, the asshole/douchebag will be classified as a distinct subspecies for matters of pejorative nomenclature, linguistic taxonomy and having enormous fun at other people's expense.

Friday, October 2, 2009

I BURST MY HEAD UPON A THOUGHT AND A DREAM FELL OUT AND GREW: A COLLECTION OF RANDOM THOUGHTS AND OBSERVATIONS AND SHIT...



* I finally figured it out--Michele Bachmann wants her own TV show. Don't believe me? Watch at about the 34 second mark when she pulls her hair back, takes off her glasses and looks directly at the camera with a very cheesy melodramatic flair and talks to it. Now tell me she's not auditioning! I pray it doesn't work, because if this googly-eyed gorgon of egregious gobbledygook gets her own TV show then people everywhere will end up in epileptic seizures from the overwhelming power of her heebie jeebie, flittery jittery ocular orbs.

* If I see one more of those black and white, Match.com TV commercials that try to convey just how precious and quirky its clients are I'm gonna burn the mothafucka down! No more rollerskating, kilt wearing, quiche eating, stilt walking, hipster bullshit. It's got to stop or I'm gonna fuck someone up. Shit!

* Does Glenn Beck ever clean out his vagina? Seriously, does he ever fumigate that thing to keep it from causing him, or us, any undue irritation? If he doesn't, it might explain everything...

* On these TV judge programs (Judge Judy, Judge Joe Brown, et al.), why does the white judge always have a black bailiff and the black judge always have a white bailiff?

* I want to go see the film 2012 in the worst way, even though I know it's not high cinema and it will suck horribly. I mean, it's directed by that hack who made Independence Day, that putrid Godzilla remake, the simply awful The Day After Tomorrow and the truly ridiculous 10,000 BC. (sorry, Jennifer--maybe one day you'll forgive me for that one), but I love seeing massive destruction on a grand scale up on the big screen. Unless it's done by Michael Bay, then I say fuck it.

* Why do my neighbor's kids always recoil in horror or cower in fear when I threaten them with my tire iron? Weird...

* Why does the FOX Broadcasting Company have the best shows on network TV, but the worst news channel subsidiary? Fringe is the coolest show, while House, MD is probably the best. Go figure.

* I wonder how many of these so called "pull yourself up by your own bootstrap" self-reliant right wingers pray to God for help in their daily lives?

* If guns don't kill people, people do, then guns don't save lives, people do. It doesn't work both ways.

* I really hope Texas secedes. Most of my family lives there and I've yet to visit another country, so this would be my best chance to do so...

* No matter where I live, my heart will always rest in the warm bosom of the West Virginia hills.

* I should challenge Rush Limbaugh to a no holds barred, all out street fight, sanctioned and governed by UFC rules and officials.

* The thing I love most about this country is that it allows us all to have differing opinions: you yours and me the right one.

* Are Mika Brzezinski and Carson Kressley the same person?


* Prairie dogs are fucking racists.

* Why can I stoically sit through a whole work shift while passing a kidney stone, yet whine and bitch like Glenn Beck if I get a cold or sinus infection?

* The best time of day is that magic hour of twilight when all the world is golden red, transcendance distilled in the last light before the infinite night.

* Never trust a proctologist who's missing some fingers.

* Does Sean Hannity have a large dead groundhog covering his head or is that really his own hair? His head looks like a chicken egg that exploded into fur.

* I have no faith in cantelopes.

* If I were given the Ring of Gyges would I use it for good or evil?

* Babies are such douchebags.

* If beagles are so fucking great why can't they fly airplanes?

* "We weren't fighting, officer. We just were hugging...with extreme prejudice."

* My girlfriend's farts are so cute. It's like her little butt is saying BLLLAARRRGGHP!!!

* Why are the worst drivers always the people who have those Jesus fish on their vehicles?

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

DOUBLE SARDONIC POSTER: Sarah Palin Edition--Turning Self-Generated Victimhood Into a Virtue

Thank you for returning to the spotlight, Sarah Palin. With the announcement of the November arrival of your mavericky memoir, Going Rogue: An American Life, I'm reminded how you were able to throw self-created victimhood and lack of accountability into the highly pressurized crucible of intense public strutiny, transforming them not into irrelevancy or ostracism, but into absolute zealotry and feverish fervor on the part of your followers to position you as a paragon of political pertinence. Your infinite shortcomings and gaffs have become cute and endearing traits that your fans simply ignore or spin into positive boons to prove your qualifications for a serious, sound leadership role. Now, if a doctor, lawyer or auto mechanic were similarly inept or equally unqualified we would just pass them by on the way to find one who is competent and qualified, but not so with political leaders. No, apparently they get uncontested acceptance and approval if they're supremely stupid enough, the idea being that no one can be that stupid, so he or she must be stupid like a fox. God, I love this country. Sarah, the savior, outwitting the backstabbing, evil liberals on her way to rejuvenating America and leading it back to its former greatness and glory, pulling it out of the slough of putrifaction in which it is currently mired, just like several other right wing leaders tried to do with some other countries back in the 20th century, in Europe, I think...

Well, anyway, I wish you great luck with your first book. Actually, you don't need luck, do you? You have a solid, built in fawning audience that hangs on your every word and it craves after any tidbit of info on you it can suck the life out of and ingest. If you say something they will believe it, hook, line and sinker. Having said that I can't help but wonder if you're aware of this insignificant little matter, that the word rogue, by most accounts, doesn't have any good or positive connotations to it. Just in case you have no idea what I'm talking about I've provided some nice dictionary definitions of the word for you below. I hope this doesn't cause any trouble for you, but then, I won't be surprised if you're able to turn this negative into a positive too, like you've managed to do with oh, so many others, you savvy political alchemist you. Anyway, keep fighting that fight that only you are fighting and don't stop being so fucking stupid, you insufferable twit. It just might get you the presidency.


rogue

n.

1. An unprincipled, deceitful, and unreliable person; a scoundrel or rascal.

2. One who is playfully mischievous; a scamp.

3. A wandering beggar; a vagrant.

4. A vicious and solitary animal, especially an elephant that has separated itself from its herd.

5. An organism, especially a plant, that shows an undesirable variation from a standard.

adj.

1. Vicious and solitary. Used of an animal, especially an elephant.

2. Large, destructive, and anomalous or unpredictable: a rogue wave; a rogue tornado.

3. Operating outside normal or desirable controls: "How could a single rogue trader bring down an otherwise profitable and well-regarded institution?" (Saul Hansell).

v., rogued, rogu·ing, rogues.

v.tr.

1. To defraud.

2. To remove (diseased or abnormal specimens) from a group of plants of the same variety.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

OBAMA'S AMERICA: WELCOME TO THE RUSH LIMBAUGH SCHOOL OF RACIAL SENSITIVITY AND ETHNIC HARMONY

I know it's been a while since I posted anything, and frankly I was seriously debating the prospects of giving up on the blogging venture all together, but leave it to that fat, fucking low life, inhuman piece of shit Rush Limbaugh to get me so fired up that I had to respond to his incredibly assinine, fucked up logorrhea and twisted, St. Vitus' dance logic. That people seriously take this runny scummy human butt boil as anything more than a mere caricature of a human being is beyond me, but since so many people do, that means he must be dealt with. Hence, I'm going to delve into his latest stupidity which involves his not so veiled, Klannish views on race and his delusional rhetorical and logical failings.

Limbullshit's latest egregious moronic endeavour is the big pile of completely slimy horseshit contained in his comments about race in relation to a recent fistfight on a school bus where a white kid was beaten by a couple of black kids. Lots of people were jumping to make racially charged claims of black racism and "white victimhood" without waiting to find out what really happened. Limbaugh in his own typical overblown, hyperbolic, holier-than-thou, righteously indignant, knee-jerk reactionary way jumped into the fray with the following gems of racial insight, beginning with him crying racism and laying the blame for it at the foot of President Obama:

LIMBAUGH: Greetings, my friends. It's Obama's America, is it not? Obama's America -- white kids getting beat up on school buses now. I mean, you put your kids on a school bus, you expect safety, but in Obama's America, the white kids now get beat up with the black kids cheering, "Yeah, right on, right on, right on!" And of course, everybody says, "Oh, the white kid deserved it, he was born a racist, he's white." Newsweek magazine told us this.
Here he is disagreeing with the police assessment that the infraction was a simple case of bullying:
LIMBAUGH: I think the guy's wrong. I think not only it was racism, it was justifiable racism. I mean, that's the lesson we're being taught here today. Kid shouldn't have been on the bus anyway. We need segregated buses -- it was invading space and stuff. This is Obama's America.
On trying to disingenuously undermine homosexuality and justify racism:
LIMBAUGH: If homosexuality being inborn is what makes it acceptable, why does racism being inborn not make racism acceptable? I'm sorry -- I mean, this is the way my mind works. But apparently now we don't choose racism, we just are racists. We are born that way. We don't choose it. So shouldn't it be acceptable, excuse -- this is according to the way the left thinks about things.
Yeah, no white kid ever got beat up by a black kid before Obama became president. In fact, before Obama there was nothing but rainbows and kittens everywhere and blacks knew their place... Nevertheless, I wanted to be sure I was understanding his pseudo-philosophical pig-itude properly so I cut and pasted Big Pigshit's first quote into the Limbaugh Online Translation Service and this is what it said he really meant to say:
"This illegal Kenyan blue gum's presidency is all it took for these brutish, savage young bucks to unleash their naturally forceful rascality so as to undermine the innate, holy goodness of white culture, attaining unfair reparations through outright violent acts since they can't do it with right-mindedness. Pandora's box has been opened and hell hath no fury like an uppity moon cricket that's under Obama's evil influence."
Shit! I'm glad I have no kids that could be subjected to that kind of torment. And by "that kind of torment" I mean, having a child actually hear anything Limbaugh spews out of his hateful, gob-stopping, baboon fellating pie hole. What a horrible fucking human being he is, a real piece of racist donkey shit. I guess in Limbaugh's America little white kids getting beat up by black kids is not only wrong but clearly symptomatic of a larger, overall developing trend, and incidents of blacks being beaten with baseball bats on the night of Obama's election or even President Obama recieving 400 times more death threats than any other president are not only acceptable but obviously isolated. I mean, Lord High Pigshit's silence on the latter in contrast to his howels of horror regarding the former is so deafening that his tacit approval for the latter is to be inferred, especially since he apparently recognizes such bigotry when he thinks he sees it directed at whites. He's not completely blind to it, just selectively so. This speaks volumes...

What also speaks volumes is that, as usual, he doesn't know what the fuck he's talking about, and not just regarding his racist numbnuttery, but in his Newsweek citation as well. I'm aware of Limbaugh's many intellectual shortcomings and profligate rantings, but he still managed to pique my curiosity with this Newsweek story, so I found the article, read it for myself and, lo and behold, I discovered a very minor, inconsequential matter that Limbaugh apparently failed to notice:

Neither the cover nor the article itself claim that babies are born racist! In fact, the article answers the cover question in the negative. The story explains how organizing principles in a baby's developing brain will group items together, and how, over time, without proper parental guidance those organizational constructs may go on to coalesce with ambient pressures to develop into racial biases or preferences. Babies aren't born racist, they're born with the ability to form simple associations based on basic physical traits, not based on abstract notions such as race or culture. In short, racism is nurtured by one's environment and can be facilitated by the natural mental tendency to gather "like" things with each other. That's it. So where Limbaugh got the idea that Newsweek says babies are born racist is a mystery. Or maybe not. Assuming Limbaugh could even be bothered to actually read the article, it's clear that he's either such a fucking terminally stupid turd slurping, butt nugget that he couldn't possibly understand it, what with it being all full of words and numbers and stuff, or he's just towing the through-the-looking-glass partisan line of claiming black is white and up is down. Personally, I think it's a whole lot of both, because you don't need to read something or understand it to be intentionally daft or to just make up whatever kind of shit you want. Who needs reality when a fantasy can be so much better?

Concerning the second quote all I will say is that I love how Limbaugh just knows this was a racial situation on the part of the black kids. He obviously knows more about it than the cops investigating the matter. Those kids are black, so they must be racist! I mean, it has to be a black racist shenanigan or Pigshit's notion of an evil empire of Obama's creation and influence just doesn't hold water, right? Well, it doesn't hold any water anyway, but that's from a sane person's viewpoint, so we won't say anything to Rush or his shitto--er...dittoheads about it (they have so little, obviously). No, the facts are fungible, the important thing is that people see Limbaugh as savior to Obama's racist Satan.

Also, that he's even trying to defend racism says a lot about what a genuine douchebag he is, even if it's done in apparent jest, especially with his track record of racial bigotry and in relation to the subject matter he's discussing. Smart people know that just because a condition is congenital that it's not necessarily acceptable, nor unacceptable, for that matter. There are many congenital conditions that are detriments, diseases or pathologies, so it's clear there are other criteria involved in determining the validity of homosexuality or any other congenital condition. People who do reduce it down to the notion that something is valid by virtue of it being "inborn" are just providing soundbites for easy public discourse on the subject or are simply giving an opposing answer to address the ridiculous and overly simplistic notion that being gay is just an easy matter of cavalierly choosing one lifestyle option among many others, like changing careers or learning a new language. No, there are many other determining factors involved in assessing homosexuality, and they're not part of some grand conspiracy to enforce an agenda, or to destroy Western civilization or to undermine heterosexuality but to enlighten people and redress superstitious and unfounded misgivings, outright ignorance and biases that have lead to unnecessary hostility, violence and deaths--you know, all the stuff Limbaugh relishes, defends and condones. That Limbaugh conflates the acceptance of homosexuality with racism, creating a patently false equivalency between them, shows just how fucked up this mind-numbingly moronic dickhole is and how much he's just grasping at straws to make a "reasonable" argument in order to justify his own bigotry.

But to be fair, and to show just how far his rhetorical reach has exceeded his logical grasp, let's say he's right; let's say that racism is inborn therefore it should be acceptable, doesn't that undermine his position that Obama is responsible for what those horribly racist black kids did to that sweet, innocent white kid? Obama's America, remember? Racism is inborn, remember? I mean, I know that in Rush's world apparently only black kids are racist, but using his "logic" they can't be doing what they're doing because of Obama, not if they were born to it. And to think there are people who take this buffoon to be some great political thinker; he couldn't think his way out of a wet paper bag. He has no logical leg to stand on and since he can't have this situation both ways, we have to label him a pitiable fool and move on from there. Actually, he's just a fucking partisan tool with nothing good to say or do for this country. But let's be clear here, Limbaugh has a long, strong history of lies, bad logic, race baiting and using hatefully stupid and inflammatory rhetoric in order to further his political agenda, which is to secure unbridled capitalism and total conservative, white male hegemony. Therefore, we, the sane, need to be vigilant and wary of anything and everything he says or does. He's an evil sack of pusillanimous pigshit and as such deserves no respect, no support and no concession. He deserves only our scorn, rebuke and ridicule.

Imprecatory prayer anyone? I'm sorry -- I mean, this is the way my mind works. Maybe I was born this way...

Friday, September 4, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER - The RePUBLICan OPTION


Holy fucking shit! Thanks GOP for trying to remove the public option from any talk on healthcare reform. The last thing I need is one more choice to confuse me or to complicate my life further than it is currently. You understand that though, don't you, GOP? You know more than any political party just what the real "salt of the earth", regular folk need out of life. Obviously, your decision to keep the public option from being a real part of the discussion on H.R. 3200 shows that you know what's best for us, that you are not in favor of letting the government interfere in our lives. I mean, a public option, with its Medicare-like structure and implimentation, would be a monumental mess just like Medicare, or so you tell us. Of course, when you decide something for me beforehand on a matter that isn't mandatory or even requires me to make any decision on whatsoever, you're not asserting any control over my life or even insulting my ability to decide for myself, you're just following your principles of preventing an evil invasive government from putting something in front of me that I may not choose anyway. You've just cut out the middle man, so to speak. Who wants a life where there are as many options as possible, some of which might ensure better medical coverage, lower costs and even peace of mind? Peace of mind? Who could possibly have peace of mind knowing there is a myriad of choices to make each and every day? No one wants that burden. That's not freedom, that's slavery. You're simply trying to keep us all from being slaves to choices, choices made available by that dumbshit government you're protecting us from, and I for one, applaud your totally un-ironic and non-hypocritical position on choosing the option to not let us, the people, choose for ourselves. Why, it's as if you've come between me and my healthcare decisions, effectively killing off what you decide is completely unnecessary, behaving like, well, some sort of bureaucratic determining body--like, oh, I don't know, say, some kind of...death panel or something. Bravo! And thank you, thank you, thank you.

OH! GOP, I forgot to ask you this question: if the government can't start up, run or manage any of its many programs and services without fucking them up miserably, just how exactly is government competent enough to take over our lives? I mean, I understand how you say it can't run our lives properly, but how is it even able to take them over in the first place? Is government really that bad all the time or is what you are saying about the competence of government just a chimera? Hmmmmm, curious...

Thursday, September 3, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER - The Great White Trope



Thank you, Rep. Lynn Jenkins (R-KS) for having the temerity and stupidity to cut through all of the GOP bullshit and boldly proclaim that the great white way is the only way. You get mad props for openly declaring what the GOP privately endorses and publicly denies. It's funny, this whole affair reminds me of this T.S. Eliot quote:

"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time."

I guess that for Mrs. Jenkins not only did the end of all GOP "exploration" lead back to the place where only a white person will do, but all of that "exploration" merely confirmed what Republicans believed all along anyway, right? Right? Oh, hell, who am I kidding--the GOP never explores any other options, everything else is just pure political posturing and unabashed tokenism. The GOP does a pretty good job with all of the monumentally hypocritical "wide tent", "we're inclusive" rhetoric, but every now and then some GOP dunce lets slip the tongue, tumbles ass over elbow into some dumbshit racist controversy and ends up exposing the real GOP position, and frankly it's both hilarious and pathetic to see. And the Republicans wonder why they can't win over the African American or Hispanic communities...

*I will try to be more relevant and topical in the future, but I wasn't in a very bloggy mood this past week, so this is what you get as a result :-P

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

YOU LIKE ME! YOU LIKE ME! YOU REALLY, REALLY DO!



I would like to thank the great Dr. Zaius for bestowing upon me the highly desirable and incredibly illustrious Honest Weblog Award. I would also like to thank everyone who stops by and makes me feel like what I do here has some value.

Honest Weblog Award Rules:

1. You must brag about the award.

2. You must include the name of the blogger who bestowed the award on you and link back to that blogger.

3. You must choose a minimum of seven (7) blogs that you find brilliant in content or design.

4. Show their names and links and leave a comment informing them that they were prized with the Honest Weblog Award.

5. List at least ten (10) honest things about yourself.

Then pass it on with the instructions!

A minimum of seven blogs that I find brilliant in content or design:

*I'm uncomfortable with this part of the award instructions because I'm in no way trying to suggest that any of the blogs not listed here aren't worthy of any recognition or mention, but simply that these are the blogs that I read every day without fail and I find them either humorous, informative, imaginative or a combination of each:

Phuck Politics--many of you have seen his comments on my blog, and in fact he did a guest post here a few months back, but you should all go and check out his site. He likes to curse and rant.

Osborne Ink--one of the best bloggers out there, period. He's smart, insightful, prolific, and every time I go to his blog I learn something new or see something in a new way.

Hysterical Raisins--smart and hilarious. Her movie posters are the best.

The Middle of Nowhere--intelligent, funny and a fine writer. She uses her wit and intellect to be really creative and her posts are inclined to make one say, "Damn, I wish I had thought of that!"

Michael-In-Norfolk--Coming Out In Midlife--a gay man's honest, courageous, heartbreaking and ultimately encouraging and humane blog concerning the cost of coming out in a world that is still way too hostile towards gay people.

Just My Little Piece of the World--just a really good blog. Straightforward and germane.

The Well-Armed Lamb --Woody is a proud, died-in-the-wool leftist with a sharp mind and sharp tongue (keypad) and isn't afraid to tell it like he sees it, which is why his blog is always such a great read.

Poietes--a fantastic blog about living, poetry, prose and turning life into art and vice versa from a great writer with a unique perspective on things.


Ten True Things About Me:

1. I have the best girlfriend ever. She's my buddy and she's the coolest person I know or know of...and she has a really nice rack. lol. Jen, you rock!

2. I used to be a conservative, but I recuperated and got over it. In my defense, it was the default setting in my household and in much of the region where I grew up, and honestly, I was never completely sold on it to begin with. However, over time, as I became an adult, and managed to get some life experiences under my belt I found that conservatism was not a viable ideology for the reality I experienced then and still experience now.

3. I hate driving. Well, let me say that I hate driving here in Virginia. These people are some of the worst drivers I have ever encountered anywhere.

4. I like dogs better than cats. I like both, I just prefer dogs.

5. I'm a birdwatcher, although I haven't been out just to bird watch in a while...

6. My favorite film is the mesmerizing and transcendental Andrei Rublev by the inimitable Andrei Tarkovsky

7. My favorite book is the astonishing and epochal Ulysses by James Joyce

8. I find blogging to be a tedious chore, and while I have nothing really substantial to say, I find that I can't not say it, or write it, as it were. Which is why I admire people who can blog daily and have something fresh and interesting to add to the discourse.

9. For all of my intellectual pretensions I find that there is nothing better than just seeing stuff blow up. I think one of the best jobs in the world would be working on the TV show Myth Busters. It would be a perfect blend of logic, analysis and a more primal desire to make things go explodey!

10. I will always laugh at a fart. Always.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

RUSH LIMBAUGH CAUGHT IN PATHETIC SEX SCANDAL, LITERALLY WITH HIS PANTS DOWN. PITY, HILARITY ENSUE!

In a tale too hilarious even for GOP standards, radio personality and all around swell guy, Rush Limbaugh, is embroiled in a scandal, in what some are calling Limbaugh's "gay haze". It seems that the Jeff Christie part of Rush Limbaugh never really went away as Limbaugh was arrested for harassing strippers at a gay gentleman's club called The Mandango in downtown Palm Beach, Florida on Friday.

According to club owner, Guy Twohy, Limbaugh came in alone and sat in the back in a darkened corner, ordered a couple of drinks, and began smoking a cigar. "The only reason I remember his entry is that he came in as he always does, but this time he had on a nice suit and a big clown nose and cat rimmed glasses disguise. He had to use straws in his drinks (due to the mask) and that was odd for him, but nothing really outrageous. It seemed harmless; I mean, I was just glad to see him fully clothed for once, so I didn't think anything else of it. Rush is a strange guy but he always tips good and treats the guys really well, especially Darla, the Israeli pre-op tranny, so why should I care if he has on a clown face?", said Twohy.

But according to eyewitnesses Limbaugh was drinking heavier than usual and began to become very agitated. Reportedly, he would periodically shout at the strippers, "I got a stimulus package for you", or "If politics makes for strange bedfellows, well, how about it?", or "I feel like a new man, know where I can find one?", or "I haven't been feeling myself lately; mind if I feel you instead?" Several frustrated club patrons confronted Limbaugh in an attempt to get him to calm down but he just laughed, got up and pushed past them to get up on the stage where he began to harass stripper Mike Jones. At first Jones thought it was somewhat humorous as the situation was a bit confusing, but as soon as Limbaugh dropped his own pants and underwear (in a remarkably quick maneuver), touched Jones and began to sing the chorus to It's Raining Men, the exotic dancer whirled around and kicked the offender in the groin. According to witnesses it was a very well aimed kick, and had to be, because Limbaugh's package is abnormally small, even for a Republican. Limbaugh dropped to the floor of the stage, whereupon he was grabbed by bouncers and carried out of the side doors and dumped in the alley where he remained, laying like a deboned fish until the police arrived (pun intended).

According to early reports coming out of the Palm Beach Police Deptartment, Limbaugh had had a really bad day leading up to the gentleman's club incident. He had gotten hold of a bad batch of OxyContin and it made him trip out somewhat, causing him to whoosh about defecating on several people's lawns and shrubbery throughout the day, and later on when the alchohol was mingled with the OxyContin it caused Rush to blow a gasket and drop his inhibitions which in turn caused him to drop his trousers, and finally his dignity. When asked about the disguise, Police Chief James Agger replied that Limbaugh had confided to detectives that, "...he knew that the great love of his life, Ronald Reagan, was watching him from above and he didn't want Him to think that he, Rush, was cheating on Him, but at the same time Rush couldn't not go and try to get some, so he tried to disguise himself. Of course, he was off his gourd from the bad OxyContin, but I'm sure it made sense to him at the time. It might explain some of the other things he thinks and says on a regular basis though too, but that's another story, I guess..."

No direct comment from Limbaugh as of yet, but when we find out something you'll be the first to know, good readers.

Friday, August 21, 2009

A Foul Fowl Foot Afoot




Hey, Dick. DICK! Look here for a minute. Yep, that's what I thought. You got a little something on your lips there. Somethin' stuck in your teeth too. Right, there! Yeah, there. You got it.


Fucker.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER, PLUS A CAUTIONARY TALE

A Burlington, Vermont man is in critical condition and remains in a coma since a devastating misshap over the weekend. According to reports, the man (who remains anonymous upon request of his family) was eating dinner in his lounge chair, watching TV, when he began choking. His wife, who was in the kitchen when the choking started, rushed into the living room to see her husband convulsing in massive distress. Not knowing what was wrong, therefore not knowing exactly what to do, the quick thinking wife, on a hunch, turned the TV to the Glenn Beck show, whereupon the man coughed up the offending obstruction and immediately passed out.

Doctors are being extremely cautious about the man's chance of recovery, however. Family spokesman, Dr. Leonard Toole, says, "Well, it's a very touchy situation, that's for sure. Due to this terrible accident he's sustained severe brain trauma so we're going to have to take this moment by moment, day by day. There's just no way of knowing if he'll regain any or all functionality or if he'll remain a complete, drooling vegetable, which, unfortunately, is the state he's in currently." When asked if mere choking could cause such a horrible physical injury, Dr. Toole responded, "Oh, no. It wasn't the choking, it was the second of exposure to the Glenn Beck show that caused all the brain damage. So yeah, there's real cause for extreme and intense concern."

Off the record, several reliable sources confided in this reporter that this poor man is totally fucked. One source said, "He just didn't have the systemic capability to withstand such a sudden, overwhelming onslaught of toxic, bilious, batshit insanity. Yes, that is the proper medical terminology. Nevertheless, most people get enough small doses of it throughout the years to be able to fight it off, to build up an immunity to it. Some simply get infected by it and it slowly rots their brains out over time like syphilis, and a small percentage of people react like this guy did. His whole being shut down rather than face it. He was just too sane to handle it. Damn that Glenn Beck! He should be declared a public health hazard!"

So there you have it, good readers. You've been warned...

Monday, August 17, 2009

WHILE HOME I HAD THE OPPORTUNITY TO REACQUAINT MYSELF WITH OLD FRIENDS, VISIT FAVORITE PLACES AND--FUCK IT! JUST GIMME A BISCUIT!

I'm from the South. That means among other things that I was raised on a steady diet of deep fried fatty substances, heavy starches, and the occasional green vegetable. You could pinch my skin and lard would ooze out of the pores, but I'm not complaining. In fact, there are few things in life I love more than a meal of chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes with white gravy, green beans and butter biscuits, and, by god, if there's a heaven, it will be full of light, flaky, buttery, cat head biscuits--the term cat head denotes the size, not the content or ingredients...I think. Anyway...

The day is almost over, suspended in that short time of half-light right before sundown when all the world is golden and ancient, and an end is come to my hallowed pilgrimage to the elder shrines of my life's experiences--reliving shimmering memories of halcyon days of bygone times, traversing the winding backroads of my ephemeral existence--when I get a fuckin' hankerin' for somethin' to eat! Fuck nostalgia, I need to get my grub on! And not just any old food type thing is gonna do either! I need a biscuit from Tudor's Biscuit World, that gullet gorging gluttonous pagoda of the gods common to the hills and valleys of Almost Heaven, West "By God" Virginia. Now, for those of you unwashed heathen unfamiliar with this magic kingdom of gastro-hedonistically delicious delights, you can be forgiven because as far as I know this franchise has not crossed any borders into those nether regions known as "states" that aren't West Virginia. Once it branches out into such heretical and barbaric areas (indicated by blank spaces on any map that's worth a cartographer's ass), these places will be blessed with something truly special and really, so totally above them. But I digress. So, Tudor's it is then. But which biscuit? Which one can slake my hunger and leave me completely sated and contented? I begin to panic. It is now, at this moment of greatest existential indecision and least moral certainty that I have a revelation, an epiphany: check out a menu. Yeah, that's it! Gosh, I'm really smart. I rule! When I finish congratulating myself for my super-colossal, amazing powers of deductive reasoning and Fregean logic, which, when you really think about it should not be that big a deal since by now I should be so used to it and all, but I'm only human so I amaze myself--what was I saying? Umm...

So, anyway I scoot on over to the restaurant and pull up to the drive-thru menu. As soon as I roll down my winder (that's "window" for all you un-West Virginians), the order box crackles and zaps, "Bwahn tak da uduh pees".

"Oh, she's fine", I say, messing with the order taker.

"Motted oohh zay", says the metal box.

"Nothing. Can you give me a moment to decide what I want?" No time to be silly, I have important things to do here now.

"Yex", it said.

Clearly some circuits were blown, I'm just not sure if they're mine or the order box's. Nevertheless, I proceed to scan the menu. Should I get the Thundering Herd, the Mountaineer, or any of the other tasty artery choking WV themed creations? Nah, just gimme a Peppy and a Mary B, whoever the fuck she is. I understand why the Peppy is called the Peppy--it's full of pepperoni (I told you I'm smart)--but why is the Mary B called the Mary B? Is it full of Mary B? Well, if it is she tastes awesome and she must be huge because I've been eating little bits of her for ages now. I guess it works like transubstantiation, only tastier and more fulfilling and practical; a kind of southern fried hillbilly eucharist!

I race home to make sure these beautiful biscuit babies are still warm when I get to them. On second thought, you know what? Fuck it. I'm gonna eat the Peppy right away. I grab the bag and find the thinner of the two food-like things, unwrap it and begin to "go to town" on that biscuit like a hooker at a cock convention, when suddenly the car swerves onto the shoulder of the road, causing me to miss my initial bite of food! However, I manage to bring the car back into the lane with my free hand, thereby heroically saving my biscuits....and myself...and possibly pedestrians and property...and possums. Nevertheless, there's a casualty--my biscuit just spooged a cheddar cheese money shot all down the front of my shirt! Looks like that hooker metaphor is applicable in more ways than one now. Oh, well. I forgot just how sloppy these things are even when you're not engorging yourself with one while driving. No problem though. I'll clean up when I get back to my folks' house; right now my priority is to finish inhaling this superoni biscuit...and not wreck my car...in that order.

At last! I make it to my parent's house and into the kitchen, and at the prospect of finally getting around to eating one of my favorite foods ever I begin to experience a transcendant feeling of sheer and utter bliss, like a Buddhist attaining Nirvana or a penitent recieving absolution--that or I'm just reeling from a lack of oxygen due to not breathing while choking down the first biscuit. Nevertheless, I'm about to consume another biscuit so light, so buttery, so delicious, surrounding a firm, golden, downy scrambled egg, along with fresh, crunchy bacon and mouthwateringly warm and creamy cheddar cheese I can hardly stand it! With trembling hands, full of rapt awe, I unwrap and pick up this Holy Grail of atherosclerotic comestibles, this Golden Fleece of fluffy, flaky food fetishes, this--ah, shit! I dropped it in the dishwater!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Thank You For Everything, Les Paul

Today Les Paul, legendary creator of the only electric guitar that really matters, the eponymous solid body musical wonder produced by Gibson, has passed on to that great gig in the sky. I am saddened more than I thought I would be over this event. Granted, he was 94 years old and I knew he wouldn't be around forever, but he was still rather spry and vigorous right up to the very end, so his passing comes as something of a powerful blow. His music, playing style, influence, legacy and his wonderful guitar forever altered my views on music, culture and life. He will be missed. He already is.

Lester William Polsfuss, known as Les Paul (June 9, 1915 – August 13, 2009) now jamming in heaven with Hendrix, Vaughan, Rhodes and Allman.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER

Click on image to enlarge. Enjoy. Or not.


I didn't create the photo used in this poster. It's actually an animated GIF file I found online. Here's the original. Scroll down about halfway into the comments section. It's pretty funny.

Monday, August 10, 2009

THEY TOOK MY BANKY WANKY! WAA, WAA, WAA. -- HEALTHER SKELTER UPDATE!!!!!!

This is a repost of one of my first blogs because I think it is worth keeping the focus on just exactly what the GOP is all about, especially in light of all the healthcare town hall “protests” and the GOP’s completely disingenuous and disgusting fearmongering. Ostensibly this delusional Limbaugh logorrheic douchebaggery was about exacting revenge on the Democratic Party at some possible future point when the neocons theoretically regain control of Washington, but since the GOP has always been a bunch of duplicitous dickish fuckheads and never stopped being such, Limbaugh's whole theme hilariously undermines itself. But it was good of him to pretend otherwise and openly declare that in the future the GOP will become what the sane among us have known them to be all along. Nevertheless, while some of the original post's details are dated (obviously) the overarching themes are still timely and relevant and will be as long as President Obama is alive and in office: first, the neocon fuck-a-loons raison d'etre is to stop at nothing to fuck over the Democrats, and second, anyone with half a brain and even a modicum of time can easily refute any of the GOP's arguments and positions. Anyway, it’s a long post, so I don’t blame you if you skip it, but here it is…


I was surfing the web searching for Republican hardcore porn sluts when I came across this item (no pun intended). If you ever wanted to know what truly matters most to Rush Limbaugh and his conservative buddies then this transcript from his own website should make things crystal clear. It's a misguided, malevolent manifesto boldly declaring war on Democrats, liberals, logic, reason, truth, decency, African Americans and homeless people; basically, anything that stands in the way of total conservative hegemony in American politics and life. Actually, it's nothing but a paranoid, delusional hissy fit about retribution and payback. It reads like it was composed by a spoiled rotten, sulking little 6 year old kid who just needs to be spanked and sent to his room without dinner. This is from a grown man. Amazing. You can read the whole thing for yourselves, but I've highlighted the most egregious parts and the things he gets absolutely wrong by posting them here along with the necessary corrections, the appropriate links to my sources, and my wonderfully biting and amazingly satirical commentary. Italics and varied color are mine for emphasis and to keep my writing distinct from the Limbaugh transcript...

RUSH: I got an e-mail. This is from Susan in Virginia Beach. "Dear Rush: You are my professor. I am indebted to you for the knowledge that you have given me. You've always told us that you would tell us when it was time to panic. Well, so much for Rush’s listeners being free-thinking autonomous people if they need Rush to tell them when to panic! But Rush knows they're nothing of the sort, in fact he relies on it, or he'd tell them to stop calling themselves "dittoheads". He'd have no audience otherwise.

This next part is where he begins his little juvenile foot stamping tantrum where he explains how the conservatives will get back at all of those nasty wasty people in the Democratic party for all the meaney weaney things they've done to those poor widdle innocent Republicans...

RUSH: I'll give you a little hint. We're going to treat them the same way they have been treating us for years. We are going to subject them to the same things they have subjected us to, and we are going to have a big and strong and powerful government to wield against them because they're in the process of building it. And we're going to win it back one day, and when we win this country back, and this government back, we are going to deploy government against them the way they have been deploying it against us, and let them find out what it's like, and they're not going to be able to stop it, because they will not have a power base anywhere that will let them stop it. This isn’t a little hint, it’s basically all he says from here on out, simply restating it ad nauseam, never backing any of his assertions with facts to make his case, but when you‘re Rush Limbaugh you don‘t really need facts, just your say-so.

Here's where he makes his holy proclamation to his followers that he has surveyed the vista of the political horizon and determined...

RUSH: No, my friends, it's not time to panic, because nothing gets done in a panic. What we have to realize is this: the left, the Democrat Party, will not control the government forever. Phew! I was afraid that I was gonna panic without Rush’s approval! But in a more serious vein: Isn't it obvious to most sane, intelligent people that the Democrats won't stay in power forever? I mean, does Rush really think so little of his listeners that he needs to tell them that this fact needs to be realized? I know that I often have to talk to them like I would a 5 year old in order to make my point clear and understood, if at all, so I guess Rush does too.

This section is from the same transcript paragraph as above, but he's talking about lack of partisanship on behalf of the Obama people in Washington concerning the Stimulus Bill, but as usual it's either a half truth, or an outright lie...

RUSH: The conference negotiations are going on with not one Republican being permitted to participate. They weren’t permitted? No, that’s wrong. None of them would participate unless it was strictly on Republican terms, and since this is like saying, "Thank you for the dinner invitation. However, I won’t attend unless I get to pick what you serve for the meal", it’s completely disingenuous of you and them to claim they were locked out of the negotiations. Get your facts straight, Rush.

Here's an outright lie that anyone with a computer and access to the internet could verify, if they wanted to, but not if you're a Rush Limbaugh drone; you don't need no stinking facts! Rush said it. You believe it. That settles it!

RUSH: If they can give ACORN $4.1 billion then we can start paying our groups with federal money. Nowhere in the stimulus bill is ACORN singled out for funding nor is it even mentioned! What the bill does say is that funding will be provided "for neighborhood stabilization activities related to emergency assistance for the redevelopment of abandoned and foreclosed homes as authorized under division B, title III of the Housing and Economic Recovery Act of 2008". That’s hardly giving money to ACORN. In fact ACORN will not even apply for any funding. Here's a valuable link to the actual American Recovery and Reinvestment Act of 2009 so you can read for yourself what's in it.

Here's Limbaugh at his elitist, class warfariest, racist, sexist best, or worst, depending on your perspective, but I'll let you read for yourself...

RUSH: We have learned from you leftists. We have sat by, we have watched, and we've been too passive. We have sat on the sidelines as impotent observers, and we have trusted in the goodness and the decency of the American people. But you have even perverted them. It was a disgrace what was on display in Fort Myers, Florida, yesterday. It was an absolute saddening, shocking, depressing disgrace. And you have created that segment of America that has no faith in and of itself, no faith in this country, and thinks the only reason to talk to a president is to ask him for a kitchen, to ask him for a car. By the way, asking a president for a new car who hasn't even given his brother who lives in a hut a welcome home mat! I don't think he's given his brother a pot, much less a pan. A little context for this tirade: President Obama held one of his town hall meetings in Ft. Myers where a homeless woman merely described her situation and asked what Mr. Obama could do to help. But that wasn‘t what Limbaugh heard or saw. No, he heard her asking for both a car and a new kitchen, which she never did, and he heard people expecting things for free at the expense of the taxpayers. This woman caught the brunt of Limbaugh‘s fatuous, phony indignation, and I have to say that I can't help but believe it's because she's homeless, black and female--groups that Limbaugh on a regular basis belittles and denigrates, as detailed on the preceding website links. Damn, if only she had been handicapped, gay and Muslim. She would‘ve been the ultimate target! Anyone with one iota of humanity or compassion and without any resentful, paranoid delusions would simply have heard a woman telling her sad, compelling and, in this day, all too common story. As far as the charges that President Obama has not helped his half-brother to a pot to piss in, it seems that except for a recent marijuana possession arrest, George Obama appears to be doing just fine. He and President Obama are practically strangers and have only met twice, so it's not like there is a strong familial bond between them.

More Limbaugh idiocy follows...

RUSH: His brother lives in a nine-square-foot hut in Nairobi. You're asking the president of the United States...? God bless these people. What has this government done to them? What has the media in this country done to these people, depriving them of the very essence of humanity? No sense of self, no pride. This is what Democrats and the left do to people. They rob people of their humanity, of their goodness and their decency. They rob them of confidence. We are going to restore this. We are going to use the power of the government to tell people how good they can be, how important they are, and how much happier they will be if they're not looking to our president for the next kitchen or the car or a job. We're going to become activists. We'll take back our government. Hear that? Rush is calling Americans pathetic, saying that our self-worth is so tenuous and fragile as to be destroyed by a political party and that only he and his conservative cronies can restore it. He needs us to believe the possibility that a political party can destroy our self-worth in order to propose that another political party can fix it; in short, goverment is the answer, and he's trying to enable us to rely on it. Ironic, that the people can only be themselves (pure, righteous, good and decent) with the help of conservatives, with the help of government. Nah, not ironic. Just hypocritical. As usual. Also, did you notice the tell all statement: "We'll take back OUR government"? So, apparently, the government is not the people's, nor the many representative political parties' government, but the sole property of the Republican Party! Never forget he said that!

This part would be hilarious if it weren't so factually retarded and completely biased horseshit, but maybe that is what makes it funny...

RUSH: You know, we play by the rules all the time, and we aim for the hearts and minds of the American people, the American voter -- and these people are trying to dumb everybody down. Oh, really? Republicans play by the rules? Hmm... Now, both sides have been known to use questionable tactics to get what they want, but if you listen to this slimy, drippy, dickhole piece of shit you’d think the Republicans were innocent victims just trying to be honest, sincere, pious and holy participants in the political process. Poor Republicans. They'd never stoop to doing anything illegal, unethical or immoral to achieve their ends. Never. Why? They always play by the rules! Always!

Well, that's it. Fun, wasn't it? The rest of the transcript is just Limbaugh droning on and on and on about how the conservatives are going to fuck the Democrats when the opportunity finally presents itself. If you aren't outright perplexed, totally pissed off or completely drained of vomit by now then you're doing better than I am, but I trust that you at least found this blog interesting. Hopefully, the next time you hear Rush Limbaugh speak about less government, personal responsibility, self-worth, pride, freedom, and the liberal media bias you'll remember that he's full of shit; he speaks out of both corners of his mouth and the shit squirts out of each side. Never forget that his only concern and reason to exist is to spread misinformation in order to protect the conservative power base, and if that base has somehow managed to lose its authority he, and they, will lie, cheat, steal and impede all that's decent and honorable in order to help it regain its place. It's about nothing more than maintaining absolute control at all cost, no matter what's in the best interest of the American people. Don't be fooled.

I wrote this post 4 months ago and in that time the political climate has degenerated into the ugliest mess I have ever seen, and as far as I know Limbaugh hasn't yet given his peeps the go ahead to start panicking, so you have to wonder what things will be like when he does. Think about that for a moment and then see if you think things will get better or worse, or if you think civil discourse will have any genuinely positive affect on these people. All of which begs the question: if what Limbaush says is what the GOP is expected to do once it regains power is all of the hateful hooliganism and unhinged asshattery in the current political climate a sampling of what they will do to get that power back? Just how low will the GOP go? It remains to be seen, but I feel that it has an inexhaustible source of such scummy, slimy techniques from which to draw. And if anyone reading this post has sympathies for the GOP and wants to defend its indefensible positions and hatemongering fear tactics then get the fuck out of here now. You've proved over and over again that there's no reasoning with people who lack the ability to do so, therefore I won't waste your time or mine "debating". I, at least, respect you just enough to be honest with you in that regard. You won't even get that much from your false idol Lim-Ba'al and his cronies.

ADDENDUM: If the disruptive crazies protesting healthcare reform at the Town Hall meetings are called "healthers", shouldn't the chaos and turmoil created by them with GOP and Big Health Insurance backing and coordination be called "Healther Skelter"?

Friday, August 7, 2009

SARDONIC POSTER--NEW STUFF: SARAH PALIN EDITION!!!

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I didn't put much effort into this poster and I know it's more inflammatory than fair, but fuck it. You can't tell me there isn't an underlying strain of this kind of GOP racist ideology underlying the healthcare "protests" and opposition to Mr. Obama's policies at these town hall meetings. Well, I guess you could tell me that, but you'd just show yourself to be a disingenuous, idiotic fuckwit. So save me your defense of these repugnant pukes and I'll stop calling you out with perfectly apt insults.

ADDENDUM: Sarah Palin/Eva Braun had to chime in with her "thoughts" on this healthcare stuff and the "protests":
The America I know and love is not one in which my parents or my baby with Down Syndrome will have to stand in front of Obama's "death panel" so his bureaucrats can decide, based on a subjective judgment of their "level of productivity in society," whether they are worthy of health care. Such a system is downright evil."

And this gem where she singles out that paragon of rationality and sanity, Michele Bachmann, for being the voice of reason:
Rep. Michele Bachmann highlighted the Orwellian thinking of the president's health care advisor, Dr. Ezekiel Emanuel, the brother of the White House chief of staff, in a floor speech to the House of Representatives. I commend her for being a voice for the most precious members of our society, our children and our seniors.

Sarah Palin commends Michele Bachmann. Get that? That's rich! Talk about birds of a feather flocking together! In this case, the birds are a couple of loons. Holy fucking shit. This country is fucked up the yin yang. Between the racism and plain old stupidity coming from the right on this issue, no wonder people are acting like assholes at these town hall rallies.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

WHAT IF BIRTHERS RAN THE DMV?

Man in line at DMV: I'd like to get a driver's license.

DMV Birther: Ok, do you have two forms of ID?

Man: Yes, I have my social security card and my birth certificate.

Birther: Birth certificate, eh? How do I know it's legitimate?

Man: Well, unless you have good reason to doubt it why would you?

Birther: Don't get smart, sir. I need proof that it's a legitimate b.c.

Man: How would I go about doing that?

Birther: See, I can't really say how you would go about it because what I consider valid proof changes from one minute to the next, depending on my mood, what the goat entrails might reveal or what the high pitched screeching voices in my head tell me. Frankly, it's a crap shoot. The point is that I know I need something valid to prove the legitimacy of your b.c. and while I don't know what that proof is now, I'll know it when I see it.

Man: So you need something legitimate to validate the legitimacy of my birth certificate, but you won't know what it is until you see it, yet you expect me to know what you require as proof? Where does it end? What's to stop you from then needing something else to validate the legitimacy of the proof used to validate the legitimacy of my b.c.? And so on and so on and so on, ad infinitum?

Birther: Exactly, so you better get started! Unless you're trying to hide something. Anyway, our hours are posted--

Man: This is unbelievable! What could I possibly have to hide?

Birther: Sir, I have no idea what you may have to hide, and I'm not saying that you do have something to hide. I'm just saying that it looks pretty fishy that you can't provide any proof that you have nothing to hide. That's all.

Man: But there's really no way I can satisfy your "criteria" for proof!

Birther: See? I knew you were from Kenya!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

JUST SOME SIMPLE, RANDOM THOUGHTS ON GOP TREACHERY, GIVIN' SOME PROPS AND AN EXHORTATION...

FUCK THE GOP AND FUCK BIPARTISANSHIP. WE CAN'T LET THEM GET AWAY WITH THIS BLATANT HORSESHIT! MORE ON MONDAY.

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Also, I got word that the Blogger notifications weren't working on Wednesday, at least Blogger didn't notify on this blog post, so here's a new notice:

Die Fledermaus Und Michelle Malkin: The Epic Saga of Another Liberal Scandal Contrived To Make Her Look Batty And Shit...

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And one more thing, Matt from over at OsborneInk.com made an animated GIF file of the above blog's two Michelle Malkin images and posted it on his blog. Check it out, but more importantly check out his blog. He's one helluva a blogger and his site is terrific: well researched and informed, great writing and logically superior in exposing bullshit. He does some really great work so go show him some support and spread the word about his webpage.

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Have a great weekend everyone. Stay out of trouble and be good to each other. We're all we have.

MORNING MUSIC MAYHEM!!!! EXTREEEEEEEME EDITION!

Just kidding. Nope, just the extremely amazing gem called Hold On, Hold On by the equally amazing gem named Neko Case.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Die Fledermaus Und Michelle Malkin: The Epic Saga of Another Liberal Scandal Contrived To Make Her Look Batty And Shit...



On a recent edition of Hardball with Chris Matthews guest Michelle Malkin, in a continued effort to lower the bar for conservative outrageousness, reinforced her reputation by devouring a live bat during a commercial interlude. According to Chris Matthews, "We had just gone to break when Michelle reached into her blouse, pulled out a small, squeaking bat, threw it up in the air and snagged the poor animal with her long, prehensile, reptilian tongue. I couldn't believe it. I thought I'd seen it all when Pat Buchanan beat a river otter to death with a circus midget that one time on Crossfire, but I think this incident really takes the cake."

When Matthews asked Malkin to explain her actions, she stated, "What? I was hungry so I had a snack. What's the problem?" When told that eating live bats wasn't the kind of behavior usually exhibited by political pundits, at least in public, Mrs. Malkin reportedly screeched, "Oh, right! Like Asian, anchor baby conservatives are the only ones who eat zesty, exotic snacks! Typical! Looks like another personal smear to make me look bad. I can see the headlines now, 'Michelle Malkin Eats Too Much, Getting Fat'. I bet you never criticize Michelle Obama for eating between meals, you liberal jerkwad!" Enraged she stormed off of the set.

According to one source, at the point of Malkin's departure, Matthews was seen shaking his head and heard saying to no one in particular, "As usual, she misses the point. God, that bitch is one infuriatingly stupid fucking piece of crazy! I really can't stand that melodramatic, grandstanding butt-spunk. Bat goes in, bat shit comes out. Still, I guess it could've been worse. At least it wasn't William Kristol and his talking rectal fissures, Anus and Andy. Ugh!" Upon ending his tirade, the crew of Hardball gave Matthews a hearty round of applause.

Malkin could not be reached for comment as she is currently at an undisclosed location recuperating from a savage assault from a gang of dildo wielding macaques. The macaques are still at large and considered extremely hilarious...

On a side note, it's rumored that upon hearing of the amount of attention Malkin garnered with her unhinged Hardball shenanigans that Glenn Beck, never one to be outdone, began looking for a way to insert the remains of Ayn Rand into his vagina for his appearance on Larry King Live next week.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

So, I Called Sarah Palin...

Yesterday, I called Sarah Palin to see if she would mind explaining some of the points she was trying to make in her resignation speech on Sunday. As a concerned and patriotic American citizen I felt it was my duty to follow up on this matter. Indeed, I had no choice--I was compelled to do this.

Below is the phone call transcript:


Zirgar: Hello, may I speak with Mrs. Sarah Palin?

Voice on other end: This is she, how may I help ya? Support the troops!

Zirgar: Yeah, uh...Hi. My name is, uh... Zirgar, and I'm a concerned, private citizen and I was just wanting to hear for myself what it is you were trying to say in your resignation speech on Sunday. I don't trust the liberal media to allow your words to go unfiltered and unmoderated, so here I am coming to the source...

Palin: Oh, gosh. I guess so. It sure was pretty self-explanatory, but if ya want I can clear everything up for ya. Before I begin though, my kids are off limits.

Zirgar: I agree. I'd certainly never make more out of them than you feel inclined to do for your own benefit. Anyway, thank you. I'd really appreciate hearing your clarification.

Palin: Good. Oh, sure. Ya betcha. So, where do I begin? Let me start off last by saying that well, although it's a rim shot that casts balance off the politics as usual side of the bus to foment the dry mouthed crisis of the wintry road that leads lame duck politicians to where we need solace and belly dancing as per, yadda, yadda, yadda, do nothing goober peas of full insight that measures us against itself and not much.

Zirgar: Huh?

Palin: What?

Zirgar: With all due respect Mrs. Palin, what did you just say?

Palin: When?

Zirgar: Just now. Can you clarify your clarification?

Palin: Oh, for sure. Gosh, I love Alaska so we're not going to be not what we are to feel now our true things that see Democracy's light so we can go and stop end of term status quo that's out of baby dimples that make sure we're thrashing good old American hardwood bits when we've gone and been the tried and true of the love of the troops! With distributed cans of juicy walrus meat for little Hollywood starlets to make good momma grizzlies feel the need to be sure there was not any kind of happening idea values to confuse position flexibles or fill in heads of bad vibes and woodpeckers with. And also blippity blappity mavericky doo.

Zirgar: I'm not sure you're speaking English. Is that Aleut you're speaking?

Palin: Let me just say, in fact, straight talk per Washington insiders drawing in some of the biased East Coast liberal media elite point guards on full court press slam dunks within the aluminum foil lecture circuits! Cap and tax burning away many oil farms in delightful Denali tourist industry profits from continued Alaska independence in roughing it for sparking off optimistic wilderness wonderland of dead catfish going with the flow as funded by the government handout socialists in positive newspaper headlines who are saying double duty oil drilling rocker docker flicker flippity jippity zippity floo into the future and behind in. And one more thing--Oh, look! Is that one of those blacks? (speaking away from phone) Todd, we have the blacks up here now? What? Oh, she's just a reporter? Dang. Anyway, now where was I? Oh, yeah--

Zirgar: Uggghhh! Never-fucking-mind!

I could hear her still blathering away as I hung up the phone and promptly vomitted.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Thanks For Being There, But Really, You Had Your Chance, So Leave Now And Don't Let The Fucking Door Hit Your Sorry Ass On The Way Out.

Holy fucking shit, is Sarah Palin an oratorical wonder or what? I mean, her "farewell" or resignation speech from Alaskan politics was a real marvel, and by marvel I mean it was a real babbling, blathering brainwreck. Upon listening to her inane rhetoric and incredibly disjointed, empty-headed ideas and run-on sentences, I realized that Sarah Palin is nothing less than the real life equivalent of the Chance the Gardener character from the truly great film, Being There, starring the amazing Peter Sellers in his next to last, and in one of his very best, roles. If you've never seen it here is a partial synopsis:

A childlike simple-minded man is turned lose on the streets after the death of the wealthy, elderly man for whose house he (Chance) was the caretaker. Heretofore, in his entire life, Chance had never been beyond the walls of the man's estate and his only connection to anything other than his cloistered life was from what he saw on TV. Once out on the streets, through a series of comical misadventures he finds himself firmly ensconced inside the halls of power in Washington, D.C. through the kindness of a powerful businessman, Ben, who has many friends in the corridors of power. His simple-minded, TV inspired responses to the power elites' inquiries into his worldview convince these same elites that this simpleton is a muted genius full of profound insights. Obviously, the emperor has no clothes, but no one even sees he is naked, until at the very end of the film when Ben's doctor finally realizes that Chance is in fact a gentle half-wit. The very last image of the film is one of the most wonderful in movie history.

Chance was a kind, sweet, simple-minded faux wunderkind who blew onto the scene and left as quickly as he arrived; for the most part the film and Sarah Palin's life in the national eye have been eerily similar, despite glaring differences in personalities and character. She also comes from a cloistered place, but unlike Chance, who at least watched TV for information, she apparently didn't even read newspapers to gather news on the outside world, and through connections to a sickly older man she was let inside the corridors of Washington's power circles where her mindless, stupid and incoherent ramblings were taken to be pearls of great wisdom and she was taken quite seriously by people who should know better. However, unlike Chance, she is a mean spirited, irresponsible charlatan who passes blame onto anyone and everyone, and anything and everything she doesn't like and she is full of jaw-droppingly irrelevant jingoistic jargon, spewing true blue GOP platitudes mixed with a personal measure of good ol' faux folksy foolishness, as exhibited in this piece from her resignation speech today (italics mine for emphasis):

"Some straight talk for some -- just some -- in the media, because another right protected for all of us is freedom of the press. And you have such important jobs, reporting facts, and informing the electorate, and exerting power to influence. You represent what could and should be a respected honest profession, that could and should be a cornerstone of our democracy. Democracy depends on you. And that is why, that's why our troops are willing to die for you. So, how about, in honor of the American soldier, you quit making things up."

What a god-awful stupid fucknut. How arrogant, fatuous and irresponsible of her. She's trying to conflate patriotism with journalistic accountability, especially concerning its treatment of her during her run for VP last Fall and her subsequent shenanigans this year and possible future endeavors. I'm sure it's okay for the press to spout made up shit about Obama's connection to William Ayers, batshit birther bullshit, GOP lies about healthcare and cap and trade or Palin's own falsehoods. Those lies are okay? Of course, her ultimate, overarching and specific implication is that patriotism is really only equal to how nice the media is to her personally. Is that a stretch of logic or what? Still, I gotta wonder how many soldiers died as a result of those pesky, disrespectful journalists rightly exposing her multivariant and voluminous weaknesses compared to the journalistic charade that allowed Dubya and Cheney to invade Iraq... How many died on account of that stuff being made up? How respectful to the troops was that idiocy? Huh, Sarah? Huh, you dumb fuckwad? I guess when you are so monumentally stupid that you can't form a coherent thought or express yourself without falling back on the same tired, cliche ridden platitudes in every speech i.e., the troops, momma grizzly bears, politics as usual, lame duck politicians during the last part of their terms (actually working up until the very end isn't a legitimate possibility?), being mavericky, biased liberal media dishonesty, etc., you can make such stupid, Procrustean logical distortions like this one. And like all of the many others she has made, still makes and will continue to make for years to come yet, I'm afraid. I really wonder how she can sleep at night, but I guess since she has no conscience, sleeping probably comes swiftly and easily.

Well, since common sense and humility obviously won't intercede on our behalf to rescue us from Palin's moronic monosyllabic mendacity and perpetually insipid stupidity, I can only hope that a maverick gang of lame duck momma grizzly bears who are tired of politics as usual commandeers a journalist soldier's bush plane and flies it into her, ending this debacle once and for all. She's a disgrace to governance and a complete fool. One thing's for certain, she's no Chance the Gardener. He at least was so unselfconsciously unassuming, unpretentious and guileless that he didn't even know to be deceitful or hateful or malicious or egotistical or jingoistic. He merely was what he was. Just being there was good enough. His tale, like all great art, is ultimately poignant and transformative for those who experience it, unlike Palin's story which appears to be deformative and transgressive by most standards and measures.

SARDONIC POSTER - No Longer Called Motivational Poster, Because, Well, Really It Was Dumb To Call It That

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We all have healthcare coverage! Who knew? Now, thanks to Virginia Foxx (R-NC), the cat's been let out of the bag and we can all stop worrying about healthcare and instead go back to worrying about finding jobs and holding on to our cars and houses and fighting off the threat of ACORN backed godless, commie, pinko, fascist socialism. Thank you, Virginia Foxx, for easing our nation's suffering. Words may never hurt us, but they sure do provide some sweet relief. Ahhhhhhh, yes.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

TWITTERING WITH LOU DOBBS--CHECK IT OUT!!!

I love Twitter. Lou Dobbs and I are exchanging tweets on Twitter about his free speech rights and the 1st Amendment. It's fun. Check it out; the link is off to the right on my sidebar. Tell me what you guys think. Awesome!

Friday, July 24, 2009

JUST VENTING. NO DEBATING. NOTHING EDIFYING. NO TRYING TO RAISE THE LEVEL OF DISCOURSE HERE...

Goddammit! I fucking hate that fucking vile piece of racist, elitist, slimy, greasy fucking pig shit named Rush-fucking-Limbaugh. FUCK! This heated, steaming mound of puerile dog vomit is a massive waste of DNA and airtime, what with his faux intellectual positions and mock white male outrage. I don't have anything to say other than I hate this fucker more than I have ever hated anything in my life. Yes, I...HATE...THE...FUCKER! If you have a problem with that then get the fuck out of here and go over to your safe, idiotic right wing blogs and tell them about how the loony lefties are talking trash about your fucking idiotic, fatheaded, ignorant, racist, sexist, homophobic, butt-sucking monkey-fucking shit-slurping fucktard hero. Fuck him, and fuck you for thinking he's some great American patriot and fair representation of you and your ideals and beliefs, because if you even try to defend this ungodly dickhole then you're no better than he is. There are genuine, honest spokespeople to whom you can turn to express the ideals of less government, lower taxes and a strong national defense; he's not one of them! This country deserves better.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

MOTIVATIONAL POSTER (Couldn't Sleep So I Made This...)

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This is dedicated to Phuck Politics who just respects the shit out of his own state's U.S. Senators!

Monday, July 20, 2009

Updates, Updates, Updates--Oh, Wait. No. Yeah, More Updates.

Not that anyone really gives a shit, but I don't know how many blog posts I'll be able put out this week (other than this one, of course) due to the time I'm spending chilling out in my home state, and frankly, while I'm still trying to keep up on the political scene while away, being here has my mind so mellowed out and free from stress and cares that I'm just not in the mood to come down from all of the heavenly goodness to deal with the stupid, hateful shit like the perpetual GOP insanity that, unfortunately, seems to drive the pistons of the political machinery in this country. Having said that, being here has also allowed my mind to open up to some new ideas so I may try some different things upon resuming my blog posts. Maybe not. Still, one idea, which isn't original on my part, I think is pretty good and I will definitely be doing on a weekly basis.

Also, I'll do a blog post with photos, possibly as a running story line, or as a serial item, about how awesome WV is, despite its reputation to "outsiders" as a hillbilly lair of unwashed, inbred imbecility. Yes, it's backwards, wayward and its idiosyncrasies are legion, but it's still a wonderful place and more civilized than people give it credit for. But then, I might be a bit biased in that assessment.

Finally, I want to thank everyone who has found me on Twitter and decided to follow along. Twitter is my new political outlet and I love it! While no politician or political pundit has yet to actually respond to any of my tweets, I still find it very satisfying to send out little blurbs to let them know what I think of their stupid horse-shit. Although I did send some praise to Russ Feingold, a guy I really respect. He and Bernie Sanders seem to be two fellas who have their heads in the right places.

Anyway, until I get back to blogging I'll just post a few pics from my sojourn.

This first photo is of the West Virginia Capitol building, the chief architectural structure of the whole State Capitol Complex. Some people have argued that this building is one of the most impressive, if not the most impressive, of the 50 state capitol buildings. The statue in front is of Abraham Lincoln, who created the state of West Virginia by proclamation and signature on June 20th, 1863.










This photo is of my parent's little shit-eater Chihuahua, who has yet to warm up to me, despite my best efforts at detente and my heretofore unblemished record of making friends with dogs of all breeds and temperaments.



Little bitch.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

MOTIVATIONAL POSTER

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Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Senator, Are You Saying We Cannot Withstand This Assault On--BWAH HA HA. Oh, Shit. I Can't Stop Laughing! Look At Your Face--You Look So Serious!

I sincerely apologize if there appears to be a horrible trend developing here at ZIRGAR's place, but holy fucking shit! It seems that the danger of human-animal mixing is a bigger and more imminent threat than we were lead to believe even with Brian Kilmeade's damning and horrifying declaration last week! However, it looks like Kilmeade's words of warning didn’t fall upon deaf ears. Thankfully, we have the vigilance and diligence of Senator Sam Brownback (R-KS) and friends to do something to stop the heretical genetic experimentation that gave us Brian Kilmeade and the humantelope that severely ass raped my cousin Gregor last month. Dear god, this horror must end and with the help of Mr. Brownback, it will. And while I know he’s aware that providing Americans with a nice public option on healthcare is extremely important (how could he not?), he rightly sees that the ungodly hordes of Island of Doctor Moreau-like humanitees, humanteaters, humangutans, humanzees, praying humantises, humandrills and humanticores running amok in our streets perverting and subverting our culture and infrastructure are a bigger threat to our glorious nation and our beloved assholes than being fucked over by the big insurance companies ever could hope to be! Humantithetical tragedies of scientific ethics, to be certain! But don't worry, Mr. Brownback's going about this the right way because if these freaks of nature weren’t out there to begin with we wouldn’t even need a public healthcare option at all. Unfortunately, cousin Gregor was dropped by his health insurance because it determined that being violated by a human-antelope hybrid is a pre-existing condition since he was also raped by a gaggle of dildo wielding macaques a few years back. Now he’s just shit out of luck. Sadly, if Mr. Brownback had been prescient enough and pushed for this ban years ago cousin Gregor would never have been in this situation in the first place and would still have his butt sphincter intact... Well, mostly.

Nevertheless, by pushing the healthcare debate to the side in order to be the chief architect of this historic and irrelevant bill, Mr. Brownback proves that priorities are a must. Why give two dirty squirty shits in the shorts about Mr. John and Jane Q. Public when you can make a name for yourself with a somewhat circumspect bill that will keep scientists from performing the morally reprehensible act of cravenly splicing human genes with animal genes, which without this ban they most assuredly would! Fists full of animal DNA being dumped into vats of human gene jizz cocktails! Oh, the humanity…and animality! Hopefully, by stopping this heretical scientific mockery and making his reputation by pushing this comically pressing and extremely fatuous piece of legislation through, at the expense of real, “pure gene” people with real, pure healthcare needs and no money to pay for them, Mr. Brownback can ascend the social ladder of his clan and finally become Mr. Silverback.

The following senators are original co-sponsors: Senators Sam Brownback (R-KS), Mary Landrieu (D-LA), Jim Bunning (R-KY), Richard Burr (R-NC), Saxby Chambliss (R-GA), Tom Coburn (R-OK), Bob Corker (R-TN), John Cornyn (R-TX), Jim DeMint (R-SC), John Ensign (R-NV), Lindsey Graham (R-SC), James Inhofe (R-OK), Mike Johanns (R-NE), Jon Kyl (R-AZ), Mel Martinez (R-FL), John McCain (R-AZ), James Risch (R-ID), John Thune (R-SD), David Vitter (R-LA), George Voinovich (R-OH), and Roger Wicker (R-MS).

Be sure to let them know you appreciate them trying to ignore the healthcare reform bill initiative in order to promote this dandy piece of incredibly impertinent legislation instead! All but one of the aforementioned are of the GOP persuasion. Partisanship or priorities? You decide.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Brown Haired Guy Who's Not Steve Doocy, You've Convinced Me That My Genes Can Have An Agenda!

The image on the left is a recently unearthed photo of Brian Kilmeade as a very young, yet very hirsute mixed species infant. As it turns out he's not really the offspring of Mr. and Mrs. Kilmeade, but rather an adopted creature that was created by combining his true genetic lineage with that of a human. As he grew older and puberty set in, his body hair diminished, which as you all know is just the opposite of what happens to a human with "pure genes", where, in fact, the body hair increases. Over time Brian was able to more comfortably adapt to human surroundings as his true lineage became less and less apparent due to a genetic expression towards a more human-like form...and his job at FOX News, where his less than human traits weren't hidden so much as embraced and championed as a major part of the skill set so highly prized at the network that also gives us the hilariously ape-like Sean Hannity and the affably warthog-like Bill O' Reilly. Yes, he fit in quite nicely into human affairs, even by FOX News standards...that is, until Monday, when his simian self revealed to the world the horrifying truth of what he really is. He's out of the genetic closet. Damn. He almost got away with it...

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Seriously, does it really surprise anyone that this retard's racial/genetic theory is completely opposite of what science/facts tells us about gene mixing, hybrid vigor, genetic drift and inbreeding? Does one's ideology, even inadvertantly, color one's world view so horribly that it conflicts with the known facts? Rush Limbaugh says the health care crisis is caused by healthy people, Sarah Palin says quitting is fighting, Cynthia Davis says hunger is helpful, Michael Scheuer and Glenn Beck say that a terrorist attack makes for a safer nation and this douche bag says inbreeding is good, gene mixing is bad. See a trend here? What is wrong with these people? Kilmeade is just the lastest in a long line of through the looking glass "logic" that is profoundly breathtaking in its monumental stupidity and lack of connection to anything reality based. I guess Kilmeade missed the science courses that show that health and vigor are strongest in diverse genetic populations. I guess the whole diversity thing scares him, since he's obviously so open to it culturally and politically, as evidenced by his position at the open minded and tolerant FOX News Channel. Oh, well. He can't help it, I guess. Monkey see, monkey do.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

MOTIVATIONAL POSTER

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