Thursday, August 30, 2012

'Shaking Out The Man Inside Mike Dempsey'

I have nothing more to insert here. 





You Will Be Assimilated

The first noticeable changes shall be in your diet.  One day you will wake up to find that you still consider sushi to be exotic.  You shall be honestly taken aback that your servers at Mexican restaurants speak to you in Mexican accents. You will start to view any meal that is not at least half composed of red meat, including your rushed workaday breakfast, to be intolerably 'hippie'.  While a cup of coffee that tastes like anything will leave you astonished to the point of tears

The next step shall be the growth of a deep bitterness towards the elitist bastards who shop at Target' ordrink Michelob Light instead of Bud Light.  Soon after this you will start driving to places that you can see from your front window and assume out of hand that anyone who walks or bikes is a homeless drug addict.  You shall come to compliment you Black friends for how American they are, how refreshingly different they are from those ghetto kids with their pants around their ankles. 

It shall come to pass that you will be intimidated by any music which does not proclaim your day-to-day life to be the greatest glory of the universe.  You shall come to be disgusted by any film that does not tell you who the good and bad guys are, loudly and directly, over and over and over again.  You shall become vaguely aware that your own denomination is only one of many, yet still be mystified when you learn that other churches and even Jewish temples have fundamentally different practices and beliefs.  Any suggestion that the exploits of a twenty year-old quarterback are not objective proof of your own superior virtue can only be the ravings of the most banshee-screaming insane Satannazi lunatic. 

You find, in the very end, that you still do beleive in such a thing as secret Satanic indoctrination.  If Lady Gaga should come on the radio while you make your lunch, you shall be frozen in terror.  Convinced that at any moment now Satan shall compel you through backwards English (Fowards Arabic?  Have they been the same thing this whole time?!) to saw your own head off with your butterknife. 

You will be assimilated. 

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Some Random Notes

Mayhaps this will come as obvious or pendantic to you, but delusions of omnipotence never cease to intrigue me.  Those who honestly consider omnipotence to be their natural state are faced with the problem of why they continue to suffer disappointment and defeat at the same rate as mere mortals.  They generally solve this problem by telling themselves that their own failure of will is the only reason they ever lose; or that it was some dark corruption from beyond the natural universe and its godly order that caused them to lose, or some combination of both.  I am fairly confident that President Obama will be reelected this year.  (Though I should be especially careful on this point to mention that I could be wrong.)  I am therefore also fairly confident that our political discourse will shortly be filled with stabbed-in-the-back myths more numorous and fantastic than even God has ever seen before.
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Um, people?    You seem to think that things are so far gone that even the GOP is allowing people from random foreign nations to address your convention.  No worries. 

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I warn you, fellow Nebraskans, that the cougar is more numerous, mentally developed, and technologically advanced than the human in every significant measure.  If we carry on with slaughtering the peasant class among them in this manner then we can do nothing but ready ourselves for that holocaust which will befall us. 

The Funny Has Got Me Thinking

Has an immediate family member of a major candidate ever publicly opposed their bid?         I've heard that Laura Bush is a Democrat.  Yet I'm sure the prospect of having her own eternal entourage inspired her to sincerely believe, or at least 'believe' that her husband was the right man for the job. 

Obviously one's upbringing has a very large influence on what beliefs they hold in adults.  It is also obvious, right-wing Borg fantasies aside, that opinions are not some genetic force of nature.  We would all be in eternal deadlock over the Missouri Compromise if that were the case.  There must have been someone among the hundreds of wives, children, and husband of major contenders who had some fundamental disagreement  with what their loved ones stood for, and kept their mouths shut out of wither loyalty; the prospect of privilege, or both.

At any rate the fact that it's SOP for family members to speak at conventions bothers me greatly.  As does the general public fascination with them.  These are common people of no more importance to the republic than your ex-con side cook.   I can accept the need for Secret Service protection.  Any action movie "we have your daughter*give us the codes" scenario obviously needs to prevented.  Otherwise the cultural deference and attention to these people is the most despicable royalist blasphemy and no more.   And as a Democrat I most especially include Jackie Kennedy and her 'Camelot' nonsense in that statement. 

(*  Now that I think of it.  It has been twenty years since we've had a sitting president with son(s).   George Bush the elder was the last one.  That's about as funny of a coincidence as it gets isn't it?  Perhaps some mystical judgement from the heavens against nepotism.  And it does call to mind the National Review's creepy attempt to build a 'Great Man' cult around Romney after the fact.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The First Husker Game is Saturday

The state fair is not in Lincoln anymore, which means there won't be quite the historical crush that Lincoln usually has. Still it will be crowded enough to where you had might as well watch the game, because, you're simply not going to be able to do anything else.  You had might as well start drinking before the sun goes down too, start off light of course; because again, there is nothing else that you will be physically able to do.  Oh the rhythms of life. 

One could, I suppose, tolly off to Omaha for the scene there, but by God you had better fucking well do that before Saturday afternoon; or else it would take you three hours and a full tank of gas.  We'll see how the new Antelope Valley project improves the crush of traffic coming from and then going to the northeast; if at all. 

I do in truth have something high-brow to do during game time.  I'll be at my Writer's Group, checking the score on my phone whenever it's polite to do so.  I do feel increasingly guilty about my love for this game and I know it's no excuse that it was bred into me.  So violent as to be physically worse for the players than cocaine, there is that.  And of course corruption that has always been endemic to the sport.  In the past the dirtiness could be thought away as somewhat endearing bullshit but recently of course it has revealed itself as at the level of truly evil and life-destroying. 

And yet, it will be Saturday in a college town.  There's no sense in trying to not notice it. You would have to live a solid four miles out from the city center, out with the bankers and the CEO's and Bo Pelini, to not be greeted with the sight of Husker fans stealing the neighborhoods' free parking and making the hike to their seats.  You had might as well join the party.  Even the bars that are generally hipsterish; Duffy's, Jake's, O'Rourke's will be catering to the mob out of economic neccessity.  These are the places with the good free finger food, sometimes.

I could, I suppose, turn my attention to soccer then I normally do.  Except that my main club, Celtic, faces a virtual walkover to the Scottish title after their primary rivals; Evil WASP Bastards FC, were kicked out of the league for buying players with Milton Bradley money.     So I guess that I'll be keeping it domestic for the Fall as per usual. 

Monday, August 27, 2012

I Have a Cold: Am Somewhat High on fever

Friends and family(Hey there if you're out there. Erm, Love it or Leave it?) will be glad to know that I have quit smoking for at least the duration of this illness.  Bronchitis has tried but so far failed to congest my air hose.  I am nothing if not filled with the most utmost concern for my health.  Not healthy but HEALTH in the same way that Moses is PROPHECY.  Afuckingmen. 

In my wondering thoughts I am currently filled with a passing obsession with sick food and what makes me good.  If a sore throat is part of what ails you than I don't know what to say.  You have to eat at least once a day and I know it's fucking dreadful.  I also know that they do make products akin to science-fiction protein paste at any number of facilities.  If you're the sort of person who has really fucking weird 'hook-ups' then that's the route I would take. 

If you're lucky enough to be free of an affected throat, as I am right now, then obviously the thing to do is to combine light with spice.  Spice and pung to the hilt;  chilles, cilantro, capsaicin.  Keep the mucus light and running and never mind social nicities. They should be irrelevant.  If you're employed by the sort of fuedal thug who expects you to come to work in such a state than you're better off on the dole anyway. So anyway, withing the parameters of spice. light, spice, hydration, and spice it seems clear to me that an ambitious serving of beef pho is by far the greatest minor illness food ever devised by mortals of any breed.  (If it was invented by mortals at all, I should say, this is far from clear.)  Reduce the amount of meat as your condition dictates.  Replace the beef with more, fucking, heat.  As much as you can stand; and you must surely know that there is only one way to stand more than you can.   Now here's some Asian porn for you; or for me.  It doesn't matter. 








 
 
 
 




 



 
 
 








 
 
 
 



 

 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Booker T is Still Alive

I mean the 'Green Onions' guy.  And still under 70 too.  I did not know this. 









In honor of Neil Armstrong, here's some of the best 'Stanley Kubrick faked the moon landing' links.


"I am sure that 2001: A Space Odyssey is the only film in MGM history where the executives who funded the movie never scrutinized the film.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
(* Emphasis mine.  Just wanted to make sure you caught the funny.)
 
Anyways, it seems obvious, that a little 'Great Gig in The Sky' from DSOTM is the most appropriate sincere response to Armstrong's passing.  Wouldn't you agree? 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Sunday Life Alert: Or, Your Wedding Poem




Fertilization is murder and abortion is only a propellant. 
Fertilization is murder and every live birth is an abortion. 

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Oh Onion

Y'all are some beautiful motherfuckers. 

Friday, August 24, 2012

I Saw Bo Pelini Jogging

A very unimpressive mook-looking sort of guy, it must be said.  My mother saw him at her North Platte Catholic church one time while he was out recruting.  I didn't ask her it he was wearing the same gray t-shirt and sweatpants to church that he wears on national television; or while jogging, but I would guess that he probably does.  Why he was running on downtown streets, out where traffic can interrupt his cardio stimulation, instead of simply doing laps around what is essentially his stadium.....????  I guess famous people like to be famous, generally.  Like to be seen.

Thursday, August 23, 2012

Old Age: Not Always Wizining

In fact, if one has gone through life with a general sense of entitlement, than the added expected deference of old age can be what pushes one across the threshold of stone crazy bitch. 

It wouldn't surprise me at all if this woman would feel justified in murdering someone who vandalized her property, but never mind.  She is obviously no believer in equal treatment.  If you're one of those uppity youngsters who thinks  you're too good for the true American way, than she is under no obligation to respect your property.  She was just teaching them a lesson is all, one that they will surely thank her spirit for once they grow old and wise like she is. 

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

I'm Experimenting

Trying to See if I can Memorize these lyrics accurately without looking them up.  Though I suppose I have no means at all of proving to you that I'm not.  Anyway...



Don't Start me Talking
I can talk all ni-ghht
My mind goes; sleepwalking
When I'm out putting the world to right
Call careers information
Have you got yourself an occupation?

'Oliver's Aremy are here to Staayyy!
Oliver's Army are on their waaayy!
And I would rather be anywhere else.
but, here todaayyy!!

There was a Checkpoint Charlie
He didn't crack a smile
But it's no laughing party
When you've been out on the Murder Mile
All you need is one itchy trigger
One more widow, one less White Nigger

Oliver's Army are here to stayyy.....

Hong Kong is up for grabs,
London is full of Arabs,
We can be in Palestine,
Overrun by the Chinese line
with the boys from the Mersey and the Thames and the Tyne.....

But there's no Danger!
It's a professional career!
One That can be arrainged...
with just a word in Mr. Churchill's ear!
If you're out of luck, you're out of work
We can send you to Johannesburg!!

Oliver's Army are here to stayyyy!........

Woah-oh-oh-Woahh!
Woah-oh-Woh-oh-Wohhh!


 

Well, This does Complicate Things.

Very much so.

I suppose it's not hard to understand why this Rodgers would do such a thing, if that's what she did.  Her life story, such as it is, is one of a person who grew to become accustomed to public admiration.  She played basketball for the South Sioux City girls, (one of the more dominant & high-profile high school programs this state has had in any sport,) pipelined to the Huskers from there, free to be as 'masculine' as her nature desired without too many dirty looks, and now barreling towards middle age as just another Near South misfit.  Still if it's heroic victimhood she wanted then why did she request anonymity?  We'll see what further twists might develop. 

The shadiness of this incident, along with last week's Family Research Council shooting, is starting to concern me greatly.   “I will be a catalyst. I will do what it takes. I will. Watch me.”  It would break my heart to see a cult of martyrdom or heroism arise in the gay rights or any other progressive movement.  This would first of all be the deepest possible betrayal of the whole idea; that life is self-justifying and institutions, causes, and beliefs exist to serve our lives instead of vice-versa. Second of all it simply makes you and whatever cause you represent look very stupid; as anyone who has seen Ted Nugent symbolically jerking off in eight different ways at the same time must well know. 

This ball shall roll where it will. 

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

I Was In Pioneers Park Once

It was a day much like this.  January, so at least thirty five degrees cooler, but still freakishly warm for the season.  Bright and dry yet with a crackling humidity.  The ground was thawing and everything smelled dirty wet.  I was in sandals near the Bison statue.  By the creek a few fly lava were buzzing, doomed.  It would freeze several more times that year.

I came across a dead raccoon at about the same time as a middle-aged woman in a red dress.  She pitied the fellow mammal and didn't want to leave it to just rot in the sun.  She asked me to pick it up and lift into a trash bag she had brought with her and I agreed.  It seemed like the decent thing to do; both for the animal and human help.  When I grabbed it's tail I found that it's flesh had already degraded to the consistency of warm custard.  My hands simply slipped until there was nothing left of the tail except some nerve ending or something.  The woman apologized and thanked me for my efforts.  My hands remained covered with meat for some time as the nearest bathroom was several hundred yards away.  Once there I found that it had no hot water.

I returned home, showered, and fasted for several hours; even though it was Sunday and I usually gorge on Sundays. For several days afterwards I was psychosomatic with the fear of catching whatever exotic microbe had killed the raccoon.  I turned out fine.  The coon I suppose was eaten by birds. 

Candor: Not Inherently Good, But Always Interesting

Here's someone over at American Thinker openly proclaiming "normal" to be the greatest cosmic good in the universe. 

Of course, it goes without saying that "Normal" here means primarilly 'White'.  Not just White of course; Also Male. also a willingness to constantly reinforce  the self-image and beliefs of his followers of authority. Also a Nietzchean willingness to dismiss suffering as self-imposed by whatever rationale availible; so as not to be infected with Smotherly compassion.  But mainly or course normal=White and that's that. 

Still it's so damn telling in so many different ways isn't it?  There's a hell of a lot of life that you're bound to miss out on, if you reflexively equate normal with good and weird with bad.  Surely it must get exhausting, to constantly dream up new dark conspiracies for why the ninety eight percent of humanity living by some other standard of normal are all being so deliberately evil. 

I'm a White man myself; blue eyed, blond haired, raised in a Christian household in a small Midwestern town, and I am not normal.  I am completely insane. There was probably a time, in my youth, when I was conciously trying to be eccentric for cheap rebellion's sake.  But I stopped having to try to be weird very long ago.  It's nothing that can be faked but I would say that it has greatly enriched my being on this earth.  

I can play normal for short periods, when it suits me.  I make a point of not putting my actual likeness on here or Facebook or any other of my online domains.   My personal friends who come here know how I look and if you are not one of them than I do not want you to know.  I want to sit at the end of a small town bar and have Real Normal Americans come to me with perfect assurance of shared perspective about the Good Old Days before Those People ruined everything. 

Sunday, August 19, 2012

I Don't Blog of My Personal Life All the Much.

But I should have made some mention of these people before now. 

This is my tribe of bohemian elitist degenerates... 

We've been renovating the downtown Lincoln studio where we do at. I took no pictures, either before or after.  Still it strikes me as important enough to make some quasi-public mention of it. 


In other news, heaven is real, because a child says so.  The boys hometown newspaper, (The Imperial Republican, via Nor. Platte Bulletin) reports the following as straight journalistic fact. 

During emergency surgery Colton slipped into heaven, survived and began talking about meeting a miscarried sister and his great grandfather, who died 30 years before Colton was born.

Colten's family, the Burpos, have apparently made very good bank out of their sons's not quite dying.  All for the glory of the Lord.   I've heard nothing about them before, prhaps I should have?  Anyway they seem pretty solidly fundy, believing in an 'infallible' Bible etc.   It is certainly forbidden to imagine such a thing as a child coma-dreaming about the only things his parents ever talk about.  Unless you hate children and like to scream 'liar liar' to their faces until they cry. 

“When you talk about heaven or faith in this world, you can count on a negative reaction, but you can’t wish away God,”


I've never tried to, for the same reason that I have never tried to wish-away the laser-spitting insectoid men. 

Because I love those motherfuckers. 

Friday, August 17, 2012

Poe Hauntings.

If this is some pranksters" idea of a joke, it's a very good one.  Though still nowhere near as funny as it would be if it's earnest. 

"Dogs are known for their loyalty, making them one of the most conservative pets. Dogs represent Real America; they are often found on farms in red states and not in cities, where liberal apartment rental agreements often prevent renters from having dogs. Dogs are an important part of family values, as the quintessential American family is often featured with a dog. Dogs also are often used to search out Muslim terrorists, serving America honorably in the army and police forces across the county.
Compared with lazy, entitled cats, dogs represent the epitome of a conservative animal. Historically, dogs earned their role in the home through hard work herding animals and assisting men with hunting. Cats, on the other hand, were worshiped as false idols in ancient societies and do little to earn their keep in the home. Liberals often use dogs to their political advantage - Barack Hussein Obama keeps a dog in the White House. This is clearly a liberal ploy to win over dog owners in crucial swing states. In reality no true dog would voluntarily be a part of the liberal propaganda machine, especially given how many liberals are atheist and the proven link between atheism and bestiality."



It's true enough, I suppose, that dogs do tend to be theatrically submissive towards authority, knee-jerkingly hostile towards outsiders, and absolutely obsessed with private property.  So maybe this person could be on to something if they could only resist the rhetorical orgasm; and what a tragedy that would be. 

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In personal news my sleep last night was disturbed with some very real nightmares, if you can call them that.  I mean, there was no hellish experience of doom or entrapment. Just, running footsteps and whispered 'heys' outside my window all through the deepest part of the night, along with a knowledge telling me over and over again that this was the Land Of Eternal Autumn. 

Of course it was ghosts.  I mean, I don't beleive in ghosts.  I am proud to be a modern Materialist, liberated from every form goblin, god, devil, and anyother form of Hoodoo bullshit.  If I ever heard that you, dear reader, had made the slightest hint of a suggestion that I beleive in ghosts I would be insulted to the point of wanting to fight you. 

 These guys were obviously long-dead Natives.  I mean every modern rationalist knows that any ghost is always that of a dispossessed person.  They cannot physically hurt you but they can act as Harpies to steal the oppressor's sleep, or drive him maybe half-mad if he's especially sensitive, and gain some cheap satisfaction for themselves in that way.  I myself, rationally speaking, must surely have dozens of Polish ancestors walking as ghosts through the only towns they have ever been for all these centuries. But this doesn't mean that I could ever be a ghost myself. 

It is self-evident, to all enlightened people, that the priveleged can never be ghosts.  Or at least, not ghosts that can move around and interact with flesh.  Rather we can only be stuck awake in our coffins while voices all around admire us for how much our stones cost or how many things we have. 

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Speaking of Royalty and It's Skeptics.

Um, people, you seem to not have noticed this before; but 'Song of Fire & Ice' is just a wee bit cynical towards traditional right-wing ideals of  'Great Men', patriarchy in general, martial glory, moral absolutes, tribal supremacy, fetishized loyalty cults; etc, etc.  So yes, is spite of the WASPy name,  George R.R. Martin, is in fact one of 'THEM'.   No. He is in fact one of US.  And we, we are LEGION, and we are coming for you even as you sleep unawares. 







Then again; that's exactly how you want it right?  A righteous remnant who are at the same time both constantly triumphant and , all the same, still forever imperiled?

"The hat is the standard commie worker's hat."   (From comments.) 

So that would be a yes then.  Very well.  If that's what makes you folks happy then I am nothing if not the servant of my fellow man's happiness.  Here you go. 









"Debout, les damnés de la terre
Debout, les forçats de la faim
La raison tonne en son cratère
C'est l'éruption de la fin
Du passé faisons table rase
Foule esclave, debout, debout
Le monde va changer de base
Nous ne sommes rien, soyons tout
|: C'est la lutte finale
Groupons-nous, et demain
L'Internationale
Sera le genre humain!"







"Il n'est pas de sauveurs suprêmes
Ni Dieu, ni César, ni tribun
Producteurs, sauvons-nous nous-mêmes
Décrétons le salut commun
Pour que le voleur rende gorge
Pour tirer l'esprit du cachot
Soufflons nous-mêmes notre forge
Battons le fer quand il est chaud
|: C'est la lutte finale
Groupons-nous, et demain
L'Internationale
Sera le genre humain!"






"Ouvriers, paysans, nous sommes
Le grand parti des travailleurs
La terre n'appartient qu'aux hommes
L'oisif ira loger ailleurs
Combien de nos chairs se repaissent
Mais si les corbeaux, les vautours
Un de ces matins disparaissent
Le soleil brillera toujours.
|: C'est la lutte finale
Groupons-nous, et demain
L'Internationale
Sera le genre humain !!!!"












 


I Had a Dream That my Family didn't Know who Prince Philip Is.

This struck me as very odd. I'm not particularly interested in the British royal family.  In fact as a Yankee left-winger from a Catholic family with a dash of Irish I do feel some vague moral duty to hate them.  They do seem to be somewhat circumscribed, boring people from what I've seen on TV.  But that's not enough to make me hate them as this weird part of me says I should, and of course what's on TV is all obsessively sanitized theatre anyway.  The lack of personality is intentional.  I know this.... Ultimately though I cannot obey the self-righteous demon telling me to hate the Windsors.  Because there's a sort of prog-rock quality in lines of succession or ancient blood loaths of loyalty that appeal to me somehow.  I guess it's nothing worth thinking about too hard anyway.  Considering that we Americans did famously tell the Empire to fuck off long before anyone else.  Quite a hell of a long time ago indeed now too.




Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Just Found Out These Guys Exist(Ed:) And Seriously Need To Lighten the Hell Up

"And for what I believe I'm willing to die to free those enslaved I'll take a life. Won't shed a tear, I know I am right, and if I am caught, I'll pay the price"







I'm cool with Veganism myself.  Though I myself am not one, at all.  And I've never had much stomach for those more-manly-than-you yet constantly threatened types who consider the mere existence of vegans and veggies to be some claim of moral superiority to their own diets.  Not everyone eating a wheatgrass salad with their lattes thinks that they're better than you or hates the American rancher fellas.  Though, apparently, there are some of them that do.  And they don't care much for latte drinking either :(,    or alcohol,:(   or casual sex, :(,  or legal abortion, :(.  or tobacco (Ehh, I really should quit) I mean, I can only assume that the 'Hardlines' have little choice but to self-segregate in their own enclaves simply to put on the shows that no one else could possibly want to go to.  And if you were to ask me what they ask me what they... do; when the shows over and it's two o'clock on Saturday morning.......

Planning to install the reich I suppose.  And always in an air of perfect, perfect, absolute seriousness.












Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Still Haven't Thought of Something all That Moving

Except; well, there is, directly across from me, in this very lab, a blond woman of abouts 22-30 with a very expressive face, wearing a torn Pink Floyd 'Dark Side' tour shirt exposing some kind of tattoo where her very well-tanned shoulder meets her chest.  I intend to talk to her about what I would like to do right now.  Goodbye then dear reader. 

I Might Have Something to Say Later Today Maybe

In the meantime here's Mother Angelica on how to avoid Purgatory. 



And here's Frank Black's 'Los Angeles.



Monday, August 13, 2012

As For Olympic Basketball

USA did sweep the golds, though the Men just barely so, as I somewhat expected.  There was some attempt to gin up controversy over claims by Kobe and other's on this years team that they could beat the hagiofied 92 team.   But I don't think all that many people bought into it. (That is, bought into the media encouragement to be shocked or outraged by such audacity.  Most people seemed to have accepted the claims as the meaningless 'Perfect Confidence' boilerplate they were.  Then again, the talent gap between the two squads isn't near great as that of the Mavs over the Warriors in 07.)

It's inevitable, I suppose, that the quality of the world game will only better and better in the future.  So that eventually the US men will find themselves in the same position as the Brazillian soccer team; still enjoying enough of a talent advantage to always be the favorite, yet faced with such a depth of good teams that not even the favorite has anything close to a 51% chance of winning the brass.  This is bound to happen while I'm still alive, and I like to think that I'm enough of an evil left-winger to accept that this is no threat to my own Purity of Essence.  Still it's going to feel very strange to see USA basketball lose on the reg.  Very weird indeed. 

I Didn't go to 'Maha'.

I went to Lincoln Rib Fest and saw a bunch of Randell Flagg clones sing Eagles songs.



Rib Fest is a street festival thing that happens here every August.  It's only four dollars to get in and then you have to pay triple the market for a beer or a plate of ribs.  Pretty typical small-city R&R, and also heavily invested in and promoted by our big-ag overlords.  But hey, that's not always a bad thing, and the ribs truly are delicious.  Several quality outfits come up from as far away as Australia f and you're free to gorge yourself until you shit red meat like a tiger if you want to. 

When I went there late Friday night I was rather drunk* and the "Salute To The Eagles" pictured above were on stage.  They were awful, mixing in the standard Eagles pap like "Desperado"  with some Henley and Joe Walsh solo stuff. (Though Walsh, it must be said, is very much the diamond in that rough, "Rocky Mountain Way is decent and the solo at the end of "Hotel Cali" which these guys naturally closed with, is genuinly good.)  But more to the point I found these guys to be deeply alien and frightening in my haze.  They were to a man paler than dead Swedes and decked out in those tacky black longcoats.  They were also decked out in face mics instead of stand up ones, which created a ghost effect of not being able to tell who was singing and who was just giving a stage smile.  Devil men with bad taste is the operating theme here, and that's really all there is to say about that.  Anyway how were Garbage? 


(Security seemed to be made up mainly of attractive older women concerned only with making sure that no one sneaked under the gate without paying.  I may have asked one of them for her number or maybe not.  I don't recall.) 

Friday, August 10, 2012

For My Weekend Wrapup I Wish to Emphasize.

Photographs of Biscuits & Gravy are pure high-grade porn, except more erotic.  It is my honest hope to inspire you into getting stumbly drunk tonight simply so you may have the pleasure of curing your hangover with some B & G.  My God but I love you so Fucking God Damn much.  Always remember, brothers and sisters, that life is nothing but diamond in the back, sunroof top,  ethanol, and protein with the gangster lean. 













I have also just happened to remember how much I love this fucking jam.  Right now I'm just feeling preternaturally happy for reasons that are alien to even myself.  I am emotionally affected by weather pretty hard, and this day on the Prairie is simply... perfect.  Perfect in a way that anyone who has lived to adulthood and experienced real pain would normally find impossible.  Yet all the same my mother gave me a life to experience this; this time right now in this beautiful and peaceful time and place.  I honestly just want to cry for joy right now; for reasons that... no reason at all.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

WOOT!

And we don't even like your commie girls game!

(Well, not good Americans anyway.  I am a deviant.)


 

Sometimes

I still send out my Oregon Trail characters without any supplies and force them to travel at full speed until they starve to death.  This gives me a pleasure that I am unable to describe to you with any real accuracy. Nor would I feel any moral compulsion to do so even if I could. 

They can make it a surprisingly long way, pretty close to the forks of the Platte. 

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Synchronized Swimming

Is God damn horrifying. 


I remember how the Igbo in 'Things Fall Apart'; would consider twins to be cursed and leave them to die of exposure.  Not a very nice thing to do obviously, but not incomprehensible either.  I understand fully. 

Attention Missiouri

You already had the freedom to pray in public before.   And liberals still have the freedom to
roll our eyes right in your face if you do so loudly or obnoxiously. Still I honestly think it's kind of cool that you voted in favor of nothing. I'm sure Andy Warhol is smiling down on you from somewhere.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

This is My 300th Post on This Blog




This is Abba's 'SOS'.......







This is a man who smoked a cougar.......





This is the  'Hand of God' game from the 1986 World Cup.........



  




This is 'Manos: The Hands of Fate'.......













This is something that I honestly don't know is sincere or not......










And this is how I feel about you; dear reader.  
















Monday, August 6, 2012

Damn

USA/Canada in woman's olympic soccer was impossibly awesome.  I am most  definitely a better, more vivacious person for having watched the last hour of it.

Yeh yeah we won.  Yes we did. 

The Growing Restlessness of White Male Assholes

Details in the Milwaukee slaughter are still unsettled.  The suspected killer Wade Micheal Page, is unavailable for questioning on account of being dead.  So it will be that much harder for authorities to figure out if he was acting alone or as part of some larger White Supremacist plot, if he knew exactly who he was killing or if he had confused his Sikh victims for Muslims.  (There was a good deal of this going around in the harassments that immediately followed 9/11.  Leaders in politics and media worked gamely and admirably to inform people that Muslims are not the only people on earth to wear turbans. No more so than my personal admiration for boss fedoras makes me Jewish.  And in truth they did seem to mostly settle this matter pretty quickly.  Still there are a few diehards committed to the idea that White American men can never be mistaken or wrong.)

Still it isn't all that terribly important if Page knew precisely who he was murdering.  Six of our compatriots are dead for exercising their freedom of worship and assembly.  The man who did it is a traitor, a traitor who it can may be safely assumed was acting out of rage of not having a rarefied social status bequeathed to him for simply being a White man.  His act was simply the logical extreme of the contemporary far-right (and increasingly mainstream right) narrative which holds that 'Real Americans' are by nature invulnerable, omnipotent, Heroic and always triumphant soldiers against cosmic evil, and above all else always in perfect absolute control over ourselves, our families, and 'Our' society.  This narrative further explains that our degradation to the state of mere mortals must only be the result of some unnatural, outside corruption, that we are only one Great Triumph away from defeating this corruption and regaining our rightful glory if only we vote GOP, assert Christian dominance of the public square, always keep a fatherly eye out for the commies and the queers and the Muslims under the bed, always carry our divinely-endowed firearms wherever we go so that we may battle against deviance wherever it may arise. 

One sees this mindset quite clearly in Russell Pearce's (Nazi chowderhead from Arizona, well one of them.) response to the Aurora massacre, lamenting that there wasn't at least one other armed Great American Individual  in the theater who would have been able to take Holmes out.  Never mind the logistics of picking out the right bad guy in a dark and panicked theater and then aiming correctly.  True Americans are supposed to believe that we are all instinctively heroes, endowed by fate to fight evil and win.  This childish claptrap is very upfront and obvious in American gun culture, and as is the case with Pearce  there are strong and numerous links between gun culture, white supremicism, anti (ILLEGAL!!!!) immigrant hysteria, or just dull contempt for the "dirtiness" of our multi-ethnic big cities.   Certainly this valuing of the second amendment as far more important than freedom of speech, thought, association, action is a product of history.  Not the history of one true 'original' meaning to the Constitution, but rather centuries of history in which White Americans were taught to equate liberty with the social power and exceptional status among men that we have been led to believe is ours by birthright.  We may no longer be explicitly taught that we are entitled to this power for being White, but we certainly are encouraged to beleive that we have been savagely wronged if we don't have it.  Buying a gun or ten and putting oneself at permanent war against criminals terrorists or whatever polluters of our essence one is able to dream of is a means of giving oneself license to assert this power.  For the greater good.  So Our Children Can Be Safe.  Naturally. 

In other news, someone in Missouri set a Mosque on fire.  Again.   Those of us who are proud to be children of a mongrel nation have some work to do.  Those of us who love the United States for what it is (instead of the horseshit John Wayne jerkoff fantasy of tiny little blockheads) are probably going to have to make ourselves ready to kick an ass or three.  So be it.  These clowns only think that they're tough; and the last time they tried to seriously act upon their insistence of being tougher than us.....







Sunday, August 5, 2012

The Sober Bloomers are Coming to Town

The Woman's Christian Temperance Union will be having its national convention here in Lincoln this Tuesday to Saturday.  Their choice to locate here can probably be explained by the 1920's WASP 'Nativist' sentiment that has historically controlled Lincoln, and though that sentiment has greatly faded and continues to fade one can still find echoes of it in our infrastructure, architecture, (Even for a moderately big town, there are a hell of a lot of churches here.  Seriously, a lot.)  and even the attitudes of some old timers.  In other words, the old mindset is just like the WCTU itself; faded, weakened, but not well and completely dead just yet. Now they bring their political and social ideals to the third most binge-drinkingest city in the United States.  They are of course perfectly in their liberty to do so. 

Friday, August 3, 2012

Of Gore Vidal I've Read Only 'Empire' and 'Visit to a Small Planet

Enjoyable, near perfect writing, too perfect for its own good would be the only thing resembling a complaint I have for it.  And of course I'm not bothered at all by the America-hating Eastern elitist factor, in fact I fully approve. 

In tribute to a life, here's some scenes from the famously tasteful and faithful-to-the-source movieadaptation of 'Myra Breckinridge'.


Of the Chick-Fil-A Business I Have Little to Say



I support the boycott thing, philosophically, abstractly.  I can not in any honesty participate in it because I have never eaten at a Chick-fil-A before.  Google maps tells me that there's one in Midtown Omaha around 30th and Farnam, or maybe 30th and Dodge, or for some reason two within three blocks of each other and no other in the whole of Nebraska.  I pass through this area somewhat regularly but have never noticed a Chick-Fil-A sign, none that I can remember anyway. There is a Little King sandwich shop on Farnam, if you're nearby and hungry for something unhealthy yet tasty and cheap.  You can get a Philly cheese with curly fries and a pitcher of  Rolling Rock and then you can play Mrs. Pac Man.  It's magnificient.  I know there had to have been a few CFA's in Chicagoland when I lived there, but when you're 20 minutes by train from Harold's Chicken Shack this is beyond irrelevant.

As for the image posted here for your pleasure, well it's very strange isn't it?  Forgetting, for a moment, the offensive snottiness, the casual dismissal of vast swaths of one's fellow Americans by people who claim to love America better than thou. This is is right-wing boilerplate. What strikes me is how some are able to denote any meaningful difference in 'cleanliness' between one fast-food joint and the other while at the same time maintaing an aristocratic, 'Chosen Race' view of themselves. And as for drugs; people, if whoever was economically forced to serve you at the drive-thru has found some means of not killing herself, you can be rest assured that it's good drugs, and this goes doubly true if her boss never shuts the fuck up about Jesus. Please don't try to act like you don't know this as well as I.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Chrisma Woman: It's Not funny to be Slightly off From Reality:

'AN EARLIER SWEET TIME'

"In the 1950's nobody cussed.  Nobody had assultive music, nobody had music about adultary or about under the covers experiences.  96% got married.

Watch Lawrence Welk with the sweetest lullaby music.  Young people yearned to be as nice as possible while dating to get married soon.

What happened?  Contraceptives, drugs, divorces in the 1970's and Nobama's adding cussing to Bonanza, to musac at the shopping malls, to subliminals on TV and allowing cussing and assaultive language on music CDs.   

Prophalactics have been punctured and thinned on one side by Chinese in the factory.  Contraceptives that have only progesterone or only estrogen give blood clots to women in too huge numbers.  You might as well get the family pack....."


'ISABEL DEGENERATED'

"Isabel was a bisexual that tried out lethal substance on her visiting cousin.  Her cousin coughed up blood and asked to go to the hospital immetiately after five minutes.  Isabel waited 12 hours before taking her to the emergency room.  She was still coughing up blood at the emergency room.  The diagnosis was liver impairment while no blood was drawn to find the lethal substance. 

Several years later Isabel gave a lethal substance to her mother.  After the funeral Isabel refused to pay for the burial.  The mother decayed for three week before she was finally put to rest.  Isabel wanted to see her decayed face. 

When Isabel went gay she gave up liking the way she was made, with two parents doing baby making motions.  After the first gay act she didn't like her parents as well.  Gays de generate meaning they dislike the generation that begot them and the generation to come.  It is not uncommon for a gay person to do away with her parents.

Since 2008 Hollanders brought free syringes to America.  Some gay men try out the alcohol injection while their parents are asleep as a method of homociding.  Lesbians tend to try a lethal herb in their food." 

'WHY DRUGGIES TOLD LIES'

"Lies in news written by gay Hollanders and druggies is an atrocious pattern.  They think it's funny to be slightly off from reality.  This group began with lies about HIV firstwith the New England Journal of Medicine statement that pot is a medicinal to be taken for AIDS.  Pot depresses the immune system.  A person with cerebral AIDS that tokes on Friday evening could become a corpse by Monday morning. 

Hollanders went from city to city to state false statements about gays for non discrimination ordinances in city council meetings." 

'ULTRA VIOLET LIGHT AND LASERS'

"When Chavez pointed his finger at American CIA for giving South American presidents cancer it could have been done by Nobama's group after they got Americans out of Langley Park Headquarters by putting Michael Hayden the white terrorist to head it. 

Our beautiful lasers were being used in 2000AD to cure many diseases.  Russians took these instruments apart and put in lethal lasers so an American that used one got torn tissure instead.  We Americans were coming into a time of a near paradise on earth with so many cures for diseases that we thought we would be praised by everyone.

...an elderly woman was given laser on her neck and immediately she couldn't talk anymore.  The laryngitis was caused by laser burn done by home health lesbians.  A non talker then has less rights according to Julie, a communist Chinese that still works at the state capitol as an ombudsman." 

'IF YOU"VE BEEN INCAPACITATED'

"If you came into your home or car and fell to the floor incapacitated Chinese may have left lethal laquer in side.  Eat clay or dirt and get molasses to recover immediately.  Open doors and pour molasses on laquer area."

'TREASON WITH 106 DRONES'

'July 21st news is that 106 drones have been given to law enforcement and universities in America.  George Bush would never have put a drone on American air space.  It's not needed.

The only use for drones in the United States is at our borders.  Other use may mean drones are in the hands of foreigners trying to intmidate and soon to genocide Americans.  These drones and their video game players should be found and taken away from them.  Anyone with knowledge of their whereabouts should try to contact American authorities."

'ANTANNAS ON INTERNET SITES'

"It is illegal to sell these antannas.  Only a certified TV satellite dish representitive is allowed to sell and put up satellite dishes.  Foreigners are using thse antennas for sabotage.  Nilesat and CCTV are illegal and state to do away with Americans."

'CITIES HAVE BEEN DEMOLISHED'

'DId Dallas really have ten tornadoes that tore apart many neighborhoods?  No.  It wasn't a tornado.  It was a wind cannon Chinese made and put in semis.  

Colorado Springs is abandoned due to diesal fires and chemical fires made by Moslems.  If we get Bopeing, Hewitt Packard, ITT, Lockheed Martin and McDonald's franchise to come back with only americans employed then their citizens will come back.  Right after Boeing workers left the buildings foreigners came in to take their place.  

Abacus and Jabil are examples of Moslems in government satellites in Colorado Springs.  this is illegal.  

Over a hundred little towns have been demolished besides Joplin Missouri with a wind cannon and San Bruno California with a chemical fire from a plane.  

How can Nobama be listed as leading the vote with Mitt Romney coming in second?  News tells lies.  No American would ever vote for a man who plans to demolish our towns and cities.  He never shows up to hug a survivor.  Voting procedure was hacked into in 2008.  Have your own paper ballot voting 1st Saturday in November.  Make a fence around your city."

'CONSEQUENCES'

"Chinese and Russian nuclear ships have been roaming the American coastline ever since South African Nobama became elected.  This is a great disservice to everyone.  Each country is experiencing less trade because more owners of nice commercial ships are concerned for the threatening behavior of Chinese ships, Russian ships, Iranian ships and South African ships.  Nobama's have had menacing laser tech with Moslems on board.

Europe has less commerce by boat because Iranians were at the Suez Canal since January 31, 1011 and Iranian ships kidnapped Americans and downed over 100 American and European ships.  Capetown has less commerce because President Zuma is siding with terrorists and communists on the high seas and has sunk our American and European ships rounding the Cape."

'HOW DO YOU KNOW A COMET IS IN SKY?'

"At 8:30PM each day check where the sun is setting.

Your head has to be exactly where it was yesterday. 

Sight the cross of the middle of the window set along a telephone pole cross.  Then your head is exactly the same place from day to day.

At 8:30PM draw where the sun is each day.  Twenty days after the longest day in the millenium, July fourth, the sun is setting further south, getting a lot further to where it is supposed to be. 

The sun this year was a lot more north than usual.  Internet articles note the axis of the earth is 26 degrees instead of the usual 15 degrees.  The equator was moved to the Texas Oklahoma border this year.  Weather was even hotter than the equator with more than 125 degrees on some days in July. 

June 21st is usually the longest day of the year.  July is always hotter than June because heat is travelling slowly to the earth and cumulating after the longest day.  After the comet has passsed its zenith closest to the earth the warmth is travelling slower than the sight of the somet.  The rest of July is hotter than July 4th's longest day of the year. 

If the earth is going back into alignment with the equator at Panama we will notice the sun setting dramatically further south than it is now."

'A BILLBOARD WITH THE TRUTH'

"A billboard can be made for south of San Francisco stating 'A woman's uterus canal doesn't rip open with use.  a man's intestines do.'

There's no other kind of men that bludgeon a man's groin except a gay.  He is upset the other man mated with someone else or gave him AIDS and parishes.

Debestyrol has been used on girls in San Francisco to make them deeper voice and enlongated urethra.  This is child abuse."

 'LITTLE JENNY FINDS A NICER HOME'

"Little Jenny was the daughter of a lesbian and a biological donor man.  The ten year old hopped on a bus and got to a set of Utah hetero parents greatly distressed and greatly relieved.  She arrived in the living room and stated. 'I really want you to kiss each other.'  The new parents gleefully did.

Little Jenny didn't have a name because the lesbian woman didn't want her to someday tell a policeman her first and last name.  new mom Sherie suggested a few names and the girl liked the name Jenny.  Sherie wrote the work large on a piece of paper.  Jenny said the letters.  Jenny said she went to school about half the time and din't read. 

'The lesbian woman made me go to bed with another visiting girl and do awful things I din't like.  It hurt me a lot.  Can I go out and play?'

'What do you want to do outside?'

'I want to go out and pee.'

'You can do that in the bathroom.'

'They let me go without my clothes on and pee in the lawn.'

'No.  I want you to always wear your cloths.  Did the lesbian woman molest you?'

'Yes.  I learned that word in school.  It hurt me.'

'Would you like to draw it on paper and how you were rescued?'

'I don't use my hands for anything.  I watched these two jerk off each other.  They made me watch.  It made me so lonely.  Once I saw her with a dildo that was too big and the other woman passed away.  They buried her in the back yard.  My hands are shaky.'

'Would you like to draw yourself and what they did to you and how you were rescued?'

'Yes.'  Little Jenny drew a scene of her mom's face between Jenny's legs,  'That hurt me.'

'I'll draw a man and a woman for paper dolls.  I'll draw the woman.  You draw the man.'

'I like you.'  said Jenny.

'I like you' said the man doll.

'Can I kiss you?' said Jenny's woman doll to man.

'Yes' said the man doll.  They kiss.

'I was molested.  Were you?' said the girl doll.

'Yes' said the man doll.

'I like talking, no touch.  Can you like me that way?'

Sherie's doll said yes.  Jenny looked away. 'You have a Virgin Mary statue.  That lesbian peed on a Virgin Mary statue.'

'That's awful.'

'I thought so too.'

'Thank you for the beads around my head.'

'That's a rosary to help heal you and in your undies with the cross outside the waist band.'

'I feel better when I wear it.'

'The man doll is raping the woman.  At school a boy wanted to take down my pants for a while.  Nobody stops it from happening.'

'You can state, '''Nobody has permission to touch me.'''

'Okay.  Nobody has permission to touch me.'

'You can lock your door in your bedroom.'

'All the kids at school have been molested.'

'You will never be molested again.'

'I wasn't going to tell you but I do know my ABCs.  I wanted to hide that from you.  I can read a little.  I don't like going swimming either.'

'Why?'

'They make me go naked.'

'Oh that's awful.  do other kids go naked?'

'About half do.  I kicked and scratched that lesbian but she dragged me out of the car to the public pool.  Boys pinched my tush.  Older girls got raped every time they went.  Boys get raped sodimized at the pool especially by men and then it hurts and they bleed.  Some boys cry all day until they pass away.'

'In all other public pools in our country nobody goes naked.  We all wear swim suits so we don't get molested or raped.  you don't have to go swimming.'

'I want a baby with a daddy.  I mean a boy grown up to be nicest to me alone.  they made me take pot every day.  It makes me dumb in my school work.' 

Jenny was reated awfully by San Francisco lesbians.  Subjected to terrible molestations they become insanely anxious.  Where can they go for help in a city where everyone is perverse?  Their yearning to relate hetero is normal but they've never seen normal humans.  Later Jenny is going to learn reiki.  A hand on the head makes her feel better.  Transcendental meditation smoothes the hurt away.  She idolizes the Holy family statues in her room."

'HEALING A PAINTING'

Try to paint only what is pleasing.  Emotionally charged painting with sorrow or cruelty needs to be healed or it reverberates in your life for a while.  What you try to visualize, you think about more ant the picture tries to get into your life with unusual events. 

These paintings needing healing can have white paint coming from the top center of the painting gushing into the painting.  Repaint on topwith characters being nicer giving gifts or smiling tenderly.  Put a white cross in the painting or a rosary.  The Virgin Mary prays for it to be healed more with a rosary in the painting.  Immediately the artist may feel an intense high.  Further paintings of what is healing on earth can be painted such as children playing, holding hands, praying, and caring for each other. 

Every home in 1960 had a crucifix in each room.  Put a crucifix back in each room or/and white cross at entry ways for a healing and reminder that Christ is here among us.  Behave in a benificial way.  God is watching you."

"Join up.  Divine may I have a rosary?  Wear magnesium oil and don't masturbate.  State master garlic, wear garlic in pockets, sew undies to undershirt in front, put ice next to bed.  Throw out TV and dangerous items.  Log lock door or put rosaries on doorknob.  Put white crosses on entryways, head of bed and top of page.  Let Christ into your life with nicer communications, curing disease and care for the weak.  Meet at a library.  Use a megaphone through neighborhoods.  Speak impromptu to all at restaurants.  Group to solve problems.  Be prayerful.  Make copies. 







 
                                                           Inshallah.