Errand Boy, Sent By Grocery Clerks, To Collect A Bill
Here on this blog, we have previously considered the question of Texas. And determined that that state’s sole reason to be is to provide a place to contain the full allotment of sand allocated—back in...
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They have built a library for George II. Apparently the thought is that if they build a library for the guy, and name it after him, maybe he’ll go inside, pick up a book, and actually read it. The last...
View ArticleSerial Killers Continue To Cry
The nation’s serial killers continue to weep openly because they are no longer permitted access to the entirety of the federal treasury. The latest disgusting display occurred Tuesday, when John...
View ArticleFood Flight
The chickenshitness of Adolf Hitler is well-established. The very last act of his life—blowing his brains out—defined the essential chickenshitness of his existence: he was too much of a two-year-old...
View ArticleHeave Ho
I have not watched what they put on the television for more than 25 years. As I’ve said here before, when they started using Beethoven’s “Ode To Joy” to push dishwashing detergent, that was it for me....
View ArticleReality Theatre
This week we were asked to endure the dog and pony show in a clown car known as “Benghazi.” “Benghazi” is single-word shorthand for the most recent of innumerable attempts by members of the Confederate...
View ArticleMoney Honey
This is one of those stories that is hilarious, in a projectile-vomit sort of way. Apparently the nation’s banks have decided they are “too moral” to handle money earned by people involved in the adult...
View ArticleFriday News Dump
—Yesterday on the Sean Klannity radio show I heard the second generation of the insane Paul clan indicate that not only is he running for president in 2016, but he would like his three nutso teabagger...
View ArticleThe Ballad Of Edward Snowden
Filed under: Capital Crime, Cineman, Eternal Recurrence, La Musica, War On Terra
View ArticleCome On
What, in ill thoughts again? Men must endure. Their going hence even as their coming hither. Ripeness is all. Come on. —William Shakespeare, King Lear Yossarian was cold, too, and shivering...
View ArticleZimmermanning
Edward Snowden has successfully exited the land of Zimmermanning. Where, if you shoot and kill a black child, you walk. Just pick up your gun, and start roaming around Texas. But, if you show people...
View ArticleSign Of A Local Nigger Unravelin’
Michelangelo was a sculptor. That’s all of who he was. The rich rat bastards, they kept paying him for paintings—he didn’t want to paint, but painting was where the money was. So, he painted. A...
View ArticleSpace Balls
In the sewers of London, there are 15-ton “fatbergs.” Massive congealed clots of rotting fat. “Created,” it is said, “by people pouring cooking oils down the drain and flushing sanitary products.” And...
View ArticleIt Burns
Someone I Know, she works with a woman who draws a paycheck for pretty much nothing more than babbling ceaselessly, senselessly, uncontrollably; occasionally spinning her head round 360 degrees; now...
View ArticleWhat It Is
Those who can’t find anything to live for, always invent something to die for. Then they want the rest of us to die for it, too. These, and an elite army of thousands, who do nobody any good at all,...
View ArticleTombstones
“Profit motive” means very simply: you give less than you take. If you give less than you take, you grow mean and stingy. Everybody suffers. Morality is totally impossible. —Lew Welch Money is death....
View ArticleChaos Neutral
you know hunters are the gentlest anywhere in the world they halt caterpillars from path dangers lift a drowning moth from a bowl remarkable in peace in the same way assassins come to chaos neutral...
View ArticleThe Said Admiral Is Dead
(For, as ever, mi Anacaona, and all the Taino. And also for all and every life extinguished by racist genocidal killers, such as the unnamed victim of the unrepentant ARacistPoet, member in good...
View ArticleDown The Rabbit Hole
People in the television burrow of ABC, beyond a shadow of a doubt giddy and giggly on fun drugs, decided, a couple days ago, that The Thing To Do was to outrageously ravage a promotional spot for some...
View ArticleThe Light Is On The Left Side Of Your Head
Beshrew my heart, but I pity the man. —William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream So far as I can determine, Darth Cheney has always been controlled by Fear. He grew up—a child—in Caspar, Wyoming....
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