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September 10, 2005

Sandy Burger-Meister Meister Burger

I gotta tell you, this one stinks! Yep, no doubt. The dude admits that while acting as "National Security Advisor" to President What's His Name, that he stole documents from the National Archives and then destroying some of them. Admitted to it! So what happens? He's a political guy, with a network, so he gets a fine and can't hold a government clearanace for three years. Man! He got the book thrown at him!

Oooooh! Buuuurn. Somebody save him! Yeah right. If that was me, or you, well, especially me in my job, I'd get "conduct unbecoming, larceny, grand theft, destruction of property, etcetera, all stuck on me...lose my job and then end up in jail. Not this asshole, noooooo.

This is one of the reasons why other countries hate us!!! Will we ever learn? The rich criminals get away with murder (no O.J., you don't need to go anywhere) while others get hammered. Senators kill women and "oops, guess I can't be Senator anymore," or the now famous "what? That wasn't me" (yes Senator Kennedy, I'm talking about you), or "some of the documents fell out of my suit into the fireplace by accident, " or "no, I didn't have sex with that woman." Liar, Liar, classified documents on fire! Have vs Have-not strikes again. Book-em Dan-O!!!

There's a general officer right now that's getting hammered for having a relationship with a woman after separating from his wife, while the President of the United States can do it IN the White House, lie about it, get away with it, still be president, and let everyone still say "what a great guy!" We live in a house of hypocrits.

What's really ironic is that even in light of all these crooked sum-beeyotches, I still worry about saying too much, going overboard, and getting slapped. Man! If I committed a felony, I think I'd be okay, but get a little too non-PC, and I'm screwed...I guess.

Everybody run! Sean Penn's got a Gun!!!

Sean...you're the man!!! To go from bailing out a boat with a beer cup a couple days after it was all over, to patrolling the streets a couple days after everyone is outta there...man! Talk about cajones! Danger man! Living on the wild side! Strapped! Forget the kevlar vest you wore on the boat, you're Danger Man!!!

Wait!!! Aren't you the same Sean Penn with anger management issues? Aren't you the same guy I saw a picture of serving a knuckle sandwich to a photographer? Are you supposed to be within 500 feet of a firearm? The paparrazzi better watch out or you'll murdelize' em, see! Yeah! Hopefuly they can't chase Sean down in New Orleans because he's packin some heat and ready to bust a cap in someone's ass! When does the movie come out Sean? Will you send free copies to deployed military?

Actually, it's nice to see a liberal come to his senses, realize that people's rights are protected by people with guns, that the cops and troops aren't the only people that can grab a "shootin iron" and go out and maintain order, then actually going out and doing it. I never actually thought I'd say it, but Sean Penn is doing an admirable thing. Sean, you're still not forgiven for going over and hanging with your buddy Saddam, but it's a start. Go grab Tim Robbins! You know he's just dying to pitch-in. Here's your chance Tim! Ever hear the expression "put up or shut up?"

Really, carrying a shotgun and treading through that water...I would actually like to join him...well...except for this little deployment to the Middle East thing I have going on right now...

Some helpful hints for you Sean, since you are an actor and all...
1. The pointy end goes away from you.
2. Using a gun to lean on is strictly a movie thing...don't do it for real.
3. Loaded guns work better than unloaded guns.
4. Don't let anyone take it from you.
5. Extra ammo is a good thing.
6. Shotgun shells really don't like the water for too long
7. Pulling the trigger makes it go "bang" really loud...just thought you should know.
8. If you have to "waste" anybody, make it George Clooney or Jane Fonda

Wow...Sean's got a gun! Nice! He may just be more normal than I thought, since I saw him on "Bam" and now he's totin a gat! Hey! Are you the legal owner of that thing? Now let's go get two more for Rosie and Springsteen!

By the way...I have an NRA application and hat for you!!!

September 9, 2005

Ace and Gary...tail gunners...

I figure while I'm spreading hate and discontent for the races, the genders, etc. etc., I may as well hit on gays. You know, there's nothing more odd than a flamer. You know? A dude that acts like a chick. It's weird, and it's not trendy or fashionable, it's just weird. Now I have no qualms on how someone lives their life, as long as they're not hurting anyone, but it's strange to see two dudes hugged-up on each other and I just don't dig it. As your typical guy from Jersey, I can handle lesbians, but two guys just creeps me out. Sorry. Good thing I don't have to deal with it much. I'm thinking though, the terms used should change, since so many negative connotations have come on the current ones.

Take for example the term homo-sexual. It just sounds bad, like you're having sex with yourself or something. Get rid of it. Also, the term "gay." It just makes people think of pink tutu's and all that Dorothy and Wizard of Oz shit, so scrap that one too... Fag? Gone... Lesbian? Outta here. Queen? Well, that makes people think of Freddie Mercury as well as guys who are wanna-be chics, and the cranial conflict often leads to vapor lock with Bohemian Rhapsody stuck in your head for days, so out the window it goes!

Now, I like the classics, you see... Fairy? It still has merit when discussing the masculinity of the individual. "Bull-dike." Wow! That's clear enough for even the most clueless individual to understand. "Poof." British in origin, but I'm still tracking. It's where the slang turns graphic where I get all misty-eyed for the days of old, where you could talk about such things without being branded a "hate-monger," homophobe, or some such thing and have a bunch of protestors show up at your door or get forced into "sensitivity" training. You know, things like "rump-wrangler," etc... Truth is, I think this country is now way beyond the pale of sensitivity and into a politically correct hell! Here's my solution...

As I've said on previous occasions, non-heterosexuals need to demonstrate how much they are just like everyone else, not different, and all will be well. I believe in equal protection under the law, and that gays in the US already have the rights they want, but all the protesting and bitching just pisses people off. Also, if you're a guy and you're into other guys, at least be a manly guy. Don't try to be a girl. Same applies for the women. If you're a broad, don't try to be a dude. (Yep, I bet the word broad is getting under someone's collar). Then you can be "ambiguously gay," and use the term "Metrosexual." It has a "queer about town" kind of ring to it, with no negative side effects. Kind of like non-alcoholic beer...

Hey...don't ask, don't tell...right?

I didn't quite think that, but...

I tried to log onto a website given to me in a comment by Anonymous called Americanwomensuck.com and it was blocked by a "ratings" filter on my network.

Now that's funny, I don't care who you are...

Hello Mr Lightfoot!!

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down,
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.

Well, it's not the Gitche Gumee, but Lake Pontchetrain. Big Lake, in the heart of an area where some very evil shit was done in the 50's and 60's when people were pushing for equal rights. Where were the three civil rights workers killed while they were registering to vote? In Mississippi, fairly close by. Where were they buried? ...a levee... Creepy, eh?

Now we see dead people floating around after the levee broke. Maybe it didn't break. What if it "gave up it's dead?" What if the lake did that when the skies of September turned gloomy? What happens if they identify the bodies and find someone who went missing years ago?

Could this mean the lake actually pulled the storm to New Orleans? Was it divine justice? Was the place getting so wicked it had to be cleansed? Was giving up the dead part of the process of the lake repairing itself like it was? Or were the "Ghosts of Mississippi" pulling the storm over across the river? After all, it hit on the Mississippi coast, not directly on New Orleans...

Who knows...maybe we'll find Jimmy Hoffa floating by...

Da Goddess told me so...

I see her comment that there are still some American women who have values and know what loyalty is...

I don't know about that...thinking about that makes me dizzy and I think I hear a clicking noise...

Just kidding. Actually, there probably are some quality American women out there with good values and are honorable people...but I just don't have that kind of money and don't want to live in Alaska... :) Besides, if you watch "Desperate Housewives," you're out! If you are a single mother or divorcee and you let strange men in your house around your small kids...you're out! If you own any women's self-help" books...you're out! If you know what time Oprah comes on...same thing. If you can explain to yourself the difference between loving someone and being "in-love," hit the doors! If you can pull off a disgusting round of adulterous behavior and then pin the blame on your husband, not only are you all jacked up, but you're gone! If you can look your husband in the face and invite him to come hang out with you and your boyfriend...well, then you're my ex, but you're also gone! If you believe you still have to make sure you don't "miss" any part of your youth after you have kids, and your kids are not your all-enthralling mission, not only do you suck, but you're gone!

...oops...talking about the ex again. Basically, after taking a marriage vow, you should at least demonstrate loyalty and respect for the other person...at least until the divorce is final. Running out and banging someone else and catching a disease and blaming it on your husband while he's home reading with your 3 1/2 year old ...oops, there I go again...but at least the carpet cleaning shithead she had got his commuppance when she pulled the same crap on him she did on me, not six months later...after he was living in my house and...much to my surprise...I was supporting him. Pathetic...but some women love to see how low they can go...

But now there are no worries!!! I have an absolutely amazing chica, I wouldn't walk across the street to pee on the ex if she was on fire, and hey...Acidman still talks to Da Goddess...

Blame and Shame. Are we as weak as we look?

Hate to say it, but it looks like my predictions for after the storm, posted on 2 SEP, are going to come true, and do so in spades. (no, that wasn't a racial reference) . I'm actually listening to some Spanish guitar music which always mellows me out, so the real edge is off. Too bad...

The democrats are purposely trying to divide this country in the hopes of gearing-up for the next election. Despicable yes, but not surprising if you think about the dickheads we put in office nowadays (that's a term for both genders in this situation). No one wants those jobs, since you have to hang out with back-stabbers, brown-nosers, apple-polishers, liars and ass-kissers, who are basically reprehensible and annoying. So look who takes them... Are we a country of people who can't step up and say "yep, we fucked that up" and then try to fix what they did wrong? Nooooooooo. Of course not. It's much easier to blame someone else. Weak-minded knuckleheads, all of them. We look like France on this one...which is ironic in the light of the fact New Orleans is another failed French idea...not surprising, right? People are laughing around the world!

I think the next person in Washington DC that lays blame on someone else for the theoretically poor (but actually as good as you could expect) reaction to the hurricane should be required to take his or her cronies down and bail out New Orleans with a bucket.

You know, protesting for the hurricane victims in front of the White House is real effective. Yep, so is trying to shove a pillow up your own butt! Go to New Orleans and help out, or go back to work and send the extra money over to the Red Cross. Those people make about as much sense as that goofy professor from Colorado. Again, we look like fools overseas, where I happen to be, watching all this crap on foreign news channels. No wonder why people hate us so much...

We bicker, we insult each other, we continue racial stereotypes and racist tension, it's like a scab...it'll never heal unless you stop picking at it. I'd love to tell all the politicians and ex-politicians to shut-the-hell up.

Oh, read the article called Two Americas, One White, One Black, on the website "Hispanic.cc" and see if that retard doesn't have a political bias and a warped sense of reality.

You know what, I'm just tired of talking about it.

September 7, 2005

How did I get so lucky?

I'll tell you what...fortune comes in many forms. Where once I was married to a skanky little fake blonde fragile ego Florida cracker who could best be described as a manmilk guzzling gutter-slut, I'm now blessed by a woman who is old school, good family, loyal as a guard dog, and smoking hot in the classic sense. Want something better? She's from Spain, and grew-up in Panama, so there's no American girl chip on her shoulder. I'm actually her biggest fan, since after devoting the 12 years after her goofy husband left her for that faggoty game called golf, she devoted her life to nothing but her kids, and she has the best attitude of anyone I know. Hopefully some of it rubs off...

A friend of mine, who used to be a Catholic priest and an Army Chaplain (but that's a story for another day) now finds himself equally fortunate. While going on a chaplain's retreat during his service in Korea a few years ago, he met the love of his life waiting to go to Hawaii in the Inchon airport! She was actually the niece of another chaplain, and fast forward to today, he has two beautiful kids, and his wife is ready to have the third any day. I have to say I'm envious of him, as I was only able to have one kid with my ex before she turned into a porcupine (you know..if she poked-out as many times as she's been poked-in).

What's the key ingredient here? The similarity? My friend's girl is from the Philippines, and has no American girl chip on her shoulder either. In fact, she's not upset at all about being a woman, unlike my ex. There's no foul language coming from either of them. They were taught that men and women should live harmoniously, not be in competition with one another. They understand that just like lions and tigers, we're both members of the same species, but we're different, so no need to compare. All those typically American phenomenon like "the battle of the sexes" are seen as ridiculous by such women, and should be. Moral of the story? In 99% of cases, marrying a foreign woman will give you a higher chance at a successful marriage and a happy life.

To add to my assertions, here's what my friend recently said:

American chicks will constantly put stress on their husbands about not having enough money.

On my way back to Iraq, a soldier had left an FHM magazine lying around and having never seen one, I decided to take a look. What a stupid magazine. Do men really read this? The women are total skanks, hussies, sluts and hos. These are the exact women that men should avoid at all costs (except, perhaps, for the occasional sport fuck.) Is this what American women aspire to be? Do men realize that if one of these skanks is able to snag him, his life will become a living hell? (For the time it lasts and she no longer needs him and she has found something better (read: richer). My perception was that this magazine (and probably those like it) actually mock men, ridiculing him and blinding him from seeing that there is so much better out there.

These people hate the traditional, conservative values of real women, the foreign ones. Maybe Acidman needs a vacation in the Philippines or Panama.

I've read Acidman's comments on women, and agree with him.

Brainclogger

Bob Denver's Doomsday

Man! Just when you think things are chugging along, good old Bob Denver up and dies on you! Rats! He'll never know that he's one of the reasons why I don't believe we ever landed on the moon. Yep, you heard me right.

Riddle me this...Gilligan's Island in black and white, but color movies from the MOON? Yeah, right! Next thing you'll tell me is that's Tang powder in the hula hoop instead of sand! What's more is, in one episode the space capsule landed on Gilligan's Island and there was way too much room inside it and way too little shit that should be in a space capsule. Not serious about that last thing.

He also taught me about women (believe it or not). Sadly, I must have stopped watching the show entirely too soon, which probably explains the ex. He showed me there are two types of women (mostly, with exceptions). There are those you marry, and those you F (word beginning in F, rhymes with Firetruck) . Ginger was the plaything, the one whose looks wouldn't last and you got the idea she had taken a few trips around the block. Besides that, she was egocentric, insecure, and a giant tease, just the kind of chick you don't want. Maryanne was the girl from back home, not worldly in her ways and old fashioned (which means she was nobody's college f (same word as before) doll, but who just so happened to be smoking hot with looks you could tell would last longer than Gingers. She was insecure also, but in a naiive, young girl getting compared to an unfair example of another woman sort of way. Ginger was the one you screwed, Maryanne was the one you married. Through all this, Gilligan maintained an obvious vow of abstinence as did the other castaways, because unless they had a boat full of condoms, no one was having sex on the island! Just a TV show? No way man...it was the first reality series just like Survivor!!! There are STILL things you don't show on TV...

Well Bob, I'm not done my lesson, but what can I do? I still wonder how after all that time, the Skipper was as fat the day you were rescued as the day you were marooned. Also, would you have stood a better chance of surviving the storm if you didn't let people pack so much shit for a three-hour tour? Also, why does the show have one picture of the boat on the beach, and in another, it seems to be half-way up a hill? Okay, in the episode with Reb Brown as the surfer, how could you be up in the tree and see him surfing in a wave at the beach after he decided to paddle back to Hawaii, but not realize you were close enough to swim there yourself? Oh well, secrets Bob will take with him to the great island in the sky...

Fair-thee-well Gilligan... Fair-thee-well...

The term "that's to die for"

You know, I think the term "to die for" is really situationally dependent, and if used in a non-combat or not in a "protection of your family" reference, it's actually pretty f-ing stupid. Take for instance your basic 18-year old know-nothing-fashion-immersed twit, who eyes a new pair of low-rise jeans where they've finally figured out how to expose a girl's vagina while keeping them up. she looks longingly at them and breathlessly utters that rediculous comment "those are to die for." Oh yeah? Excellent! I was just thinking the same thing! If you're offering to push that teen suicide rate even higher, I'm all for that! There you go genius, here's a toaster to take in the tub with you! Mak sure you push the pretty little bar on the side all the way down once you're in the water, it's really fun!

Then we have your basic overweight, self-proclaimed "gourmet," which in most cases is just that person's excuse for having a body that looks like 200 pounds of chewed bubble gum. As they hoist a spoon full (a spoon the size of a kids beach shovel) of some type of crap no regular person whould eat based on the unusual looks of the chow alone, they trap the contents of the shovel in their mouth like snapping a rat trap, close their eyes, pull their head back revealing the third chin, and there we go again...out comes the phrase "that's to die for." Again, if said individual would like to die for that, I'd be more than happy to cram the rest of it down his or her craw, along with any other food item, utensil, or object within reach at that moment. What a silly thing to say! BrainClogger strikes again!

Some other things not worthy of dying for: clothing, vehicles, properties; the "shit" you have in your pockets; anything that has that stupid f-ing "Starter" logo or a sports entertainment "team" on it; food; the money in your wallet; in response to something stupid someone said to you; cheerleading (yep, in Texas they kill each other over cheerleading), any kind of sports contest; someone else's girlfriend or spouse; parking spots, pets (you can buy a new cat for less than 20 bucks), someone else's fight, traffic jams, bling-bling...well, you get the picture.

If you need to know what is worthwhile in case that life and death decision actually comes, here is the short list. Your family and friends, most human life...and Slurpees. Yes, Slurpees. Hey, I'm in the desert. What did you expect for me to say?

...as for the dying for your God or your country thing, the jury is still out on that. Your God isn't everybody's god, and until he actually shows-up and tells you to give it up, I'd hold back a while. As for countries, if you think it's your fight, have at it, but remember, your country is made up of a bunch of lying politicians who can very easily get you into a world of shit that isn't your fight, and it's not your time to die for those dipshits. If you think it is, that's fine too...

Austin Powers meets Blacula!

I betcha Mike Meyers won't ever do another telethon! Imagine that...forced to stand there while Kanye West blurts out "George Bush doesn't care about black people." Wow! Kanye, it took you that long to think that up between shopping trips for "bling-bling?" Mike must have had a shiznit! Flash! Austin Powers ambushed at politically-correct guilt-laden charity event."

So Kanye, how long did it take you to think that one up? No worries, you'll probably boost your album sales with an idiotic comment like that anyway! One problem though...there are no black people. Nope. Sorry. You have to call all "formerly" black people "African Americans." didn't you get the memo? So you see, Mr. Bush can't possibly hate "black people" because there aren't any. I thought you knew that?

You see...political correctness just bit old Kanye in the ass... Scroll down for my earlier moment of racism. There's a message about standing on your own two feet and taking personal responsibility Kanye may want to read. After all, weren't YOU supposed to have the disaster plan for New Orleans? No? Then why was it Mr. Bush's job instead of the guy that runs the actual city? Hmmm. I wonder who's being a racist now, Kanye?

You know, I'm trying real hard to stick to my personal philosophy that only two types of people exist in the world...regular people, and assholes. Problem is, people all over the place are doing their level best to get me to change my mind.

Hey! Isn't that a United Nations symbol on his shirt? That's all we need... I don't want to hate you Kanye, and luckily, I don't have to. Why? Because you're an asshole. Just ask Mike Meyers...

September 6, 2005

Evacuate England!!!

Do you think Mr. Blair has a plan to evacuate all of Great Britain in case of disaster? Does he expect to have to do that?

Well, New Orleans is bigger than that! Was the President really supposed to have that plan ready? Was he really expected to react with perfect timing and evacuate an entire city's worth of people somewhere else? Come on...whatever these politicians are smoking, I don't think it's legal!

The news is no better. I'm suprised and saddened by Fox, who seem to be on the "Bash Bush Bandwagon," and don't even get me started on CNN World. Things take time...

My racial moment...Sorry

Well, if Farrakhan was here, what would he say? Who knows, because he is BLINDINGLY absent! Tell you what I say...if people in New Orleans want to bitch and complain about how they're treated, they need to ask themselves some questions, then look at their situation.

-they're no longer residents of anywhere.
-they were living on hand-outs from the government they apparently have such a dislike for
-they're a burden on the rest of us.
-they're on the road...some of them were actually on airplanes!
-they claim to be "African-American, not Americans or Black Americans.

What does this add up to? If you're disgruntled with the U.S., you think you're getting screwed, you have no home, and you claim to be from somewhere else...now is the perfect time to go back to Africa, or forever SHUT THE FUCK UP. Get off your ass, grab a broom, a shovel, or whatever, and help yourself and your neighbors get themselves out of the crap they're in! Stop waiting for a handout! You be the one that gives out the food. You be the one that carries the old ladies. You be the one that picks up the trash. Maybe somewhere along the way you'll find your self-respect? Maybe somewhere along the way you'll understand what it is to help someone else for a change. Maybe then you'll understand how frigging weak you look and how much you embarrass yourself and those around you by actually trying to be helpless and worthless and having a "slave" mentality. Your dignity is only a step away! Take the step! You'll be glad you did! It's not even that big a step, but it can make all the difference in the world! Take it...take the chance you're given, or take it on your heels and piss off!

Still waiting...

...for all those people who said they were leaving the country if GW won the presidency to finally leave. Problem is, they're liberals, with skewed senses of reality, altered states of consciousness, a flair for the dramatic, and a penchant for lying...

Hey! They sound just like the ex!

She won't go away either...

Puddle, ditch, big city, whatever...

Another successful French experiment, on the same list of successes as Sierra Leone, Haiti, their response to World War 2, French Indo-China, Le Car, Pugeot sales in America, their help with 9-11, etc. Okay, instead of a house on stilts, they build an entire city below sea level next to an ocean! A house on stilts in parts of New orleans would still be underwater!!! Yep, another bright idea, about as pleasant as goat cheese. Storm water run-off? Not in New orleans. It's storm water pump-out. Did any of these people ever dig a hole on the beach? You reach water really fast people, really fast! How the hell did ANYONE get flood insurance in this "accident waiting to happen?" My old house in Florida was 8 feet above flood level, not just sea level, and I still had to get flood insurance!!! Maybe New Orleans just wants to be the next Atlantis. Hey! Who are we to screw with that, eh? Let it go, it was a shithole anyway. When the place is in the middle of the divine "smiting" process, best to not interfere!

I have an idea! We'll go down to the beach, wait for low tide, get as close to the water as we can, and bury ourselves up to our necks in the sand. Nothing will happen...trust me...

Brainclogger...

Mayor Ray "Please Go Away" Nagin

Did Rudy cry? Are big city mayors like the Mayor of New Orleansupposed to cry like little girls in the face of disaster? Does it help? Is it to get the sympathy vote? Is it for the chicks? Is it so people will think he's a nice guy? Is it because he was being screwed over by "the man?"

No. It was because he failed. Mayor Nagin could no longer live the lie that the federal government or even the state were to blame for the crisis in his city. Say again...his city. He lived there, knew the issues with the levee's, and had an emergency management department, city engineer, city manager, police and fire departments, as well as others right there in the city available to him. He should have planned for this. He could have planned for this. He didn't plan for this.

He failed. He demonstrated incompetence. He stood by while the governor, the congressional black caucus, and the democrats in Washington deflected the blame. Trouble is, he could only do it for so long. That's the problem with being a figurehead...you only last in that glass house until a crisis comes along that you should have been ready for, or at least planned for help to come to you "just in case." Your new claim to fame is being on air Force One, advising the governor and the president to "be on the same sheet of music." Well, I have some music for you...it's called Taps...and it's playing for your political career...

Don't let the door hit you in the ass, or better still - don't drown...on the way out of town.

Kevin Bacon to Blame for Flood in New Orleans

That's right! I saw that bastard down at the levee with a shovel! Or did I?
Hey! When your career starts to flag or people hate you like Sean Penn, what can you do? You can either go on a drunken bender, kick someone's ass, check into rehab, come out and have a comeback, or create the biggest UNNATURAL disaster in history and then "ACT" like you came over to help with the relief effort!!! Plus, the ass-kicking part is a "been-there, done-that" for old Sean. What a great guy that Sean Penn, he showed up and rescued one person, while simultaneously wearing body armor to protect himself from all those FRIENDLY people, while making sure his personal photographer, (who was on the boat), got lots of "money shots." Now there's humanitarian relief in action!!! Problem was, his "entourage," (and only assholes have entourages) took up too many spots on the boat, and if you've seen the TV, you obviously noticed the size of some of these New Orleans residents, so fat chance of Sean helping out unless you're a 10-year old. But he's a liberal and can't possibly be to blame. I know, it's Kevin Bacon's fault! He gave Sean Penn the idea when they did the movie "Mystic River" together, with that other hateful liberal Tim Robbins!
Want more proof? "A Streetcar Named Desire" was based in New Orleans. That movie featured Marlon Brando. Marlon Brando was in Apocalypse Now with Lawrence Fishburne, and Lawrence Fishburne was in Mystic River with Kevin Bacon! Did Kevin feel left out? I wonder?
It may just be a democratic plot. Hillary Rodham Clinton was in Last Party 2000 with Tim Robbins, and Tim Robbins was in Mystic River with guess who??? Need more?
Ted Kennedy's brother was president Kennedy, who was in the Zapruder film of the Kennedy Assasination with Jean Hill. Jean Hill was in Beyond 'JFK', The Question of Conspiracy with Gary Oldman. Gary Oldman was in Murder in the First with Kevin Bacon. More?
James Carville (the evil one) was in The People Versus Larry Flint with Courtney Love. Courtney Love was in Trapped with Kevin Bacon.
Democrat liberal Bryant Gumbel is from Louisiana, and was in the movie The Hard Way with Mos Def. Mos Def was in the Woodsman with Kevin Bacon.
New Orleans native Harry Connick Jr. helped pitch the new movie Beauty Shop with Kevin Bacon. He was also in My Dog Skip with Kevin Bacon
Bayou LaBatrie Louisiana was devestated by Katrina and also by hurricane Camille. Bayou LaBatrie was in the movie Forrest Gump, played by Tom Hanks. Tom Hanks was in Apollo 13 with Kevin Bacon!
The actor John Larroquette always seemed like he could be either really cool, or a complete ass. He's from Louisiana. He was in JFK with Kevin Bacon.
Arthur Franz was in The Young Lions in 1958 with Maxamillian Schell. Maxamillian Schell was in Telling Lies in America in 1977 with Kevin Bacon. Arthur Franz did a movie called what? ...you guessed it...New Orleans!
Louis Armstrong, the most beloved man in New Orleans, was in Hello Dolly in 1969 with Walter Matthau. Walter Matthau was in JFK with Kevin Bacon!
Kevin Bacon also has a history of tragic movies involving water, including The WildRiver, Wild Things, White Water Summer, and Mystic River.
James Earl Jones is from Mississippi. James Earl Jones was in A Clear and Present Danger with Benjamin Bratt. Benjamin Bratt was in The Woodsman with Kevin Bacon.
Gerald McRaney is from Mississippi. He was in Hansel & Gretel with Dakota Fanning. Dakota Fanning was in Trapped with Kevin Bacon.
Sela Ward is from Mississippi. She was in The Day After Tomorrow with Emily Rossum. Emily Rossum was in Mystic River with Kevin Bacon.
Oprah's from Mississippi and we all know how irritating she is. She was in The Color Purple with Lawrence Fishburne, who was in Mystic River with old Kevin!
Truman Capote was a weirdo from New Orleans. He was in Murder By Death with James Coco. James Coco was in Only When I Laugh with Kevin Bacon.
Kevin's always seemed like a guy frustrated with not quite breaking out and achieving the stardom he expected. I think he was tired of living in people's shadows, and broke the levee to settle some scores.
...or is Sean Penn the genious actor and self serving knucklehead he appears to be?

Democrats Hate Black People

The Democrats are absolutely overjoyed that Katrina caused the damage it did! They're ecstatic! Why? To them, Katrina's wrath and the resulting situation is yet another chance for them to do their favorite thing...ABSOLUTELY GODDAMNED NOTHING!!! Why work when you can sit and bitch all day about how bad the Republican administration's response was! When asked what they would do, all you get is "not what the republicans did," but when asked for specifics, they freeze-up like deer caught in the headlights. That's because they're a political party on life-support, one that is a regime of hate bigger than any movement in modern history, bar none. but they are expert in covering up their own incompetence, and there's lots of examples of that. The difference with them is, they're sneaky, like a bunch of cats coming to tip over your trash cans at night, but not brave enough to be there in the morning and let you see who did it. They want to rule by turning you off to others, yet offer no plan of their own. Want proof? It's all around you. Here it is:
-Hilary Clinton: She wants to be president one day, and while her sickly "husband" is off trying to apparently help out, she wants to form another beaurocracy to "study" the problem. People should understand this means in order to not have to do any other work that may impact badly on her chances for election. After all, lame ducks are still ducks. She also wants to form another cabinet position for the FEMA chief, apparently expecting more disasters of this kind. Truth is, she wants the black vote in Louisiana, Mississippi, and Alabama, and would stoop this low to get it.
-Senator Reid. Do I even need to comment on this dipshit? Whenever they need an example of a hateful, vile obstructionist with no agenda than to trash others, they wheel out this relic. Just thinking about him makes me feel the chunks rising up in my throat. Truth is, he wants a democrat in the white house, is in-step with Mrs. Clinton, and could care less about the hurricane victims.
-The Congressional Racist(Black) Caucus. Hey, any chance they get to trash the president they take. Why did they take this one? Easy! The blame for lack of preparedness lies with the Mayor of New Orleans, who is a democrat and a black man, and the governor of Louisiana, who is a democrat and a female. Why take the blame when you can pin it on "the Man ... Whitey ... White Devil" George Bush? That's a no brainer, so they wheel out perpetually hateful and useless Senator Cummings to shamelessly bash the president and further the democrat's dream of doing nothing and pin it on the republican administration before anyone catches onto their fiendish plan! How do they cement the notion of wanting to be worthless and inept? Another no-brainer...wheel out Jessie Jackson's kid, who got elected on the color of his skin and uses it as his only qualification. Again, shamelessly pushing the "no responsibility means no accountability" democratic agenda. Deep down, they hate blacks too, because they never want to help any out, but just yell at others for not doing it and point out how evil everyone else is. Get off your own asses before you blame someone else for sitting on theirs. Do you realize you're being televised around the world and not everyone is mesmerized by your dog-and-pony show?
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September 2, 2005

How much dough do we spend on New Orleans?

I don't know. Are they as deserving as say...Iraqi's? Haitians? Israeli's? Egyptians? How about Colombians? Now is the time our government will show us in as clear an example as the world has ever seen, if we care more about foreigners than we do about Americans...
We don't stop the flow of Mexicans, while we claim it's absolutely vital we close of the border of Iraq. We don't establish mass feeding programs for our OWN people, yet we feed the North Koreans. We give away the Panama Canal and weaken our defenses by throwing in all our military bases in that stupid deal, and we throw 300 BILLION dollars into a worthless cause in one year in the Middle East while we put Americans out of work in the idea of saving 48 billion over the next 20... So what makes you think we'll do the right thing for New Orleans? Please! We are incapable! As a taxpayer, I'm flat tired of these incompetent assholes in government who are more interested in arguing amongst themselves and getting their asses kissed than doing the right thing. If it's politically correct, we'll jump right on it, but if it even remotely looks like we're going to stop our egomaniacal worldwide charity operations in order to help our own citizens, the politicians will run faster than a dog with its ass on fire!

300 billion this year in Iraq, but 10 for New Orleans... Nice...

My predictions for the hurricane aftermath...

1. More welfare recipients. Look at the people from the projects, either waiting for a handout, or letting the animal in their nature take over. These are people who scream "fuck you," while at the same time scream "why aren't you helping me?" Looks like Haiti to me.
2. Profiteering and looting. Yep, the worst in people will come out as everyone gets the "I gotta get some free stuff" feeling and we see at least five of the deadly sins rear their ugly heads.
3. Fuel efficient cars become more expensive, while the gas guzzling pigs sit on the lots. What the f--k was Ford thinking with that damn Excursion anyway?
4. Democrats will blame the President for Global warming.
5. Democrats will blame the President for the oil crisis. Of course, there was a Dem named Carter that screwed it up in the first place. Plus, look at all those wonderful alternative energy sources and fuel efficient vehicles that came from the Clinton Administration. Yeah...Right.
6. Blacks will embarrass their race, but "African Americans" won't see it that way. We will all embarrass our country around the world. Why let a volunteer driving his own boat on his own dime rescue you, when you can tip it over, steal it, and now you have a boat! Or do you? Where the hell are you going to go where you won't get caught? New Orleans is a fishbowl, remember?
7. Rich people will get paid first. Hey, no one told you to put that 5 million dollar house 200 feet from an ocean, but you did it anyway. Now you can wait for your check! Poetic justice would be the government reclaiming the land as "barrier, wetland, coastal conservation zone, or buffer."
8. The French will be recognized for another failure, which was their bright idea called New Orleans. Sure, let's build a city below sea level right next to the ocean! Didn't anyone back then look at a puddle and wonder why it was a puddle? They aren't doing that anymore! Yes, Mother Nature is a bitch with a bad attitude and a sick sense of humor.
9. No one will recognize the debris left behind as a source of fuel for powerplants. Why think about anything other than the term "trash to steam?" It works, and I think they have enough trash and debris to go around.

September 1, 2005

Thanks Jessie!!!

Pat Robertson is an idiot. There, I said it, bottom-line up front. What a dipshit. Okay, so here's a South American that's a bit on the paranoid side, and he keeps saying we (the US, not me), want to kill him. Hey! Did anyone remember who else we apparently say that about? And hey! Does anyone see a red-blooded Latin guy who obviously has all that macho bullshit in him? And who let this knucklehead Robertson on TV. Sure Pat, we may want to "off" Chavez, but you don't go telling him that! Why don't you just get Castro on the horn and tell him too! Retard.
The odd phenomenon in all this is, Jessie Jackson finally proved his usefullness, and we all need to understand the monumental proportions of what he did. I'll break it down really easily...
We have an oil president, fighting a war to "liberate an oil country, while we get most of our oil from foreigners, including the one Pat Robertson hates so much, whom the president has spent his spare time bad-mouthing. Oil has doubled in price during this "oil" president's term. After pissing off the leader of where 15% of our oil comes from, along comes a hurricane and wipes out the American oil supply to America. What do you think would happen if Chavez decided this is a great time to cut our asses off from that 15%. No worries, along comes Jessie Jackson, who pulls our heads out of the fire, and even gets an offer to let Venezuela send poor people in the US some cheap heating oil...ironically, only if he gets to deliver straight to them. Seems he doesn't trust our government. Without Jessie, it may just be like an episode of Mad Max around here. They would call it the Great Oil War, and we would lose, because all they have to do is get cut us off. Yes, we are that dependent on other countries... Now is no time to act like a bunch of imperialistic assholes. Humility people...humility.

Sometimes, even blogs piss me off...

Like today, when I try to sign up to put some ads and some other creative shit on this thing so it's not so boring, and I want to hit myself in the head with a hammer! I can apply for an ad program from one place by filling out an application online, which asks me for the user name and password of the very account I'm applying for, which I don't have yet, and can't get without applying for...but can't submit the damn application WITHOUT THE FUCKING USERNAME AND PASSWORD!!! AAAAARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!! Then I look at some other blogs where people are saying they would go to where all their shit was leveled by the hurricane, and even if it was completely gone save for a puddle of sewage and a giant "Katrina was here" scratched in the ground, they would pull out their guns and defend their property with their lives. What? What property you asshole? It's a patch of dirt! A parking lot! A pile of damn sticks and trash that somehow, I get the crazy feeling, is an improvement over the rathole shithouses these idiots had previosly. People are crazy.

August 19, 2005

Would you Clone your Wife?

I wonder about unusual things sometimes. This morning I wondered, "if people could clone other people, and I asked someone if they would clone their wife," what would they say? So would you? I know everyone thinks they'll clone their dog or some other damn thing, but when you really think about who you would clone if you could, would you clone your wife? Would you mire yourself down with questions of morality? Would you want to clone someone you know can continue the family name? Would you clone someone who you knew will die young? Someone who did? Is it natural? Should we fix all those accidents where some idiot says "it was just his time" when a 17-year old dies in a car wreck after being hit by some drunken asshole?
What if it's like in the movies, where the clone was your age after cloning? Would you clone your wife? If you did, would your wife freak out about that? Is she the jeaolous type? Would she get possessive of you, not trust herself, and get jealous of your relationship with "her?" Would she be upset if you spent time with her instead of her? If you took both of them out fishing, and then asked a question , would they both answer? Would it be the same answer? Would they get their period at the same time? If you took them both bikini shopping, would they choose the same one? I wonder...
On the flip side, if you said you wouldn't clone your wife, would that piss her off? Is she a nagging pain-in-the-ass that you wish would get hit by a train? Was she svelt in school but now resembles a trophy land-tuna? That may be a good break-up line..."if I could clone you, I wouldn't."
If you had a great kid but couldn't have any more, would you clone your kid? I would! I'd clone my girlfriend too, since she's one-of-a-kind, and the world would benefit from more of her. Yeah, yeah, she's a product of a great childhood, her parents did very well, I know. But something has to be said for her genetics too...Grrrrrrrrr. My old dog Jesse would get cloned too.

Would I clone the ex? Not a chance...

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INSURANCE COMPANIES SUCK!

So why is it I need a pin number to access the web page, then another pin number to access my own personal information? Wasn't that what the first f'ing pin number was for? Oh, so I enter the "temporary" pin (which they didn't give me) before I enter a new one? Oh, but if I have a problem, the website tells me I have people I can reach 24-hours a day. Bullshit. Unless you consider some woman's voice on a recording saying when they're really open is a person on the phone, you're screwed! Oh, but the recording says the website is available 24/7. That's true, unless you CAN"T ACCESS THE GODDDAMNED WEBSITE WITHOUT TALKING TO A LIVE PERSON FIRST!!! Arrrrrrrgggggghhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

I won't even talk about all the money I give them "just in case," but after years and years of giving them all that "just in case " money and nothing's happened, I still don't get any money back! Then I see all the people who give the insurance companies their money for homeowners insurance for years and years. Then a hurricane comes by, the company is finally needed to pay up, and they cancel people's policies because of "risk." Yeah, right...risk. The only f'ing risk involved in the risk to the insurance companies huge profit margin. I hate insurance companies!

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Mick Jaggoff

I hear Mick Jagger is really into political commentary these days, and a new song entitled "a Bigger Bang" is apparently more Bush-bashing. He is apparently accusing the U.S. government of hypocrisy. Wow Mick! You just figured that out? Man, you're smart...well, for an ambiguously gay singer whose greatest contribution to humanity is...well...nothing! Has anyone explained to you in terms you can understand, where exactly you're from? Can you get out of the haze you're in long enough to understand you're a Brit, not an American? I thought Keith Richards did all the drugs?
So what are you Mr. Jagger, a Brit or an American? I thought Brits had better manners than you display? Do you remember where England is? You make lots of comments about americans and America, but not so many about your own country? That's a shame because I find the British to be cultured, civilized, interesting, rational, respectful, intelligent people. I wish I could say the same for you.

Damn, now I have to throw out all my Stones CD's, just like I did with Springsteen. Hopefully I won't have to see your face on Monday night football... By the way, Jagoff is the Jersey version of "Wanker."

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August 18, 2005

Help with your head

I heard somewhere the phrase "The World only Spins Forward." Technically correct, but if used as a metaphor, the phrase "Spinning out of Control" comes to mind. Why can't it spin fast enough to fling some of the idiots in the world clean off? I wonder what that would be like. I also think the "ex's" version is "the World Revolves around Me," while people that know her would tend to disagree with her and agree with me...especially my father. But I'm oddly comforted by "The World Only Spins Forward" in sort of an 'Indiana Jones running across the bridge that collapses behind him' sort of way. Like we're forced to look ahead, stop spending time lamenting the past, but rather planning for the future, or just bracing ourselves for what else is coming at us. It also makes me wonder if we're unique (since people who think they are unique tend to imitate someone else), and do we have our own freewill, or are really just like rats in a cage? I also wonder if the past is prologue and we're writing any of this down, or we're taking no lessons from it and doomed to repeat it. Does it bring back the phrase "don't mean nothing?" If I yell out "I'm mad as hell, and I'm not going to take it anymore," will someone hear me? Will anyone give a shit?

Regardless, the World only Spins Forward, and I like that phrase. It is at the same time, both comforting and something that makes me want to yell "Shit!" What do we do with our memories? Am I ready for what comes next? Will it hit me in the face like everything else seems to do? Will I finally learn to duck? Will I want to? Does that mean I say, "fuck it, the world only spins forward, damn the torpedoes" and all that?

Probably...

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Your "shit" is not important...

To all the pretentious, condescending fools in Hollywood who think what they do is actually important...it's not. To the people who get paid to play the games I played for free as a kid...you're not either. To the ACLU and your warped sense of right and wrong...neither are you... No one that pretends to be someone else for a living, bounces a ball, or argues to take the rights from the masses means jack squat to me. Cheese is more useful.

To all the soldiers out there, guaranteeing the rights of the same Hollywood idiots that would look down their noses at you, the sports people who would deny you their little signature, and the jackoff lawyers that want to turn the Constitution you swear to give your life for into nothing but toilet paper...keep it up, for they know not what they do, the sacrifices you make in order to give them something they don't really understand, or the debt they owe you.

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Guilt over time lost with my son

I can't help but think about my son...constantly. I see that in his scant 11 years, I've missed four of them being away with the army, as well as three first-days of school, four birthdays, two Christmas's, etc. It doesn't help that he lives somewhere else with that whore I was married to. It's also not fair how Florida thinks she's a better parent simply because he passed through a part of her anatomy, a part that now sees practically every tow truck driver and auto parts salesman in town. Problem is, all these men are also around my son.
I often say "what did I do to him," and then realize she ran out on us, but then the court gave him to her after I got orders to leave the state. Did I choose the army over my kid? Where would I get the $865 I pay her for one kid? Is that why I feel like I abandoned him? Did I donate years of my son's life to the army? Did I throw him to that bitch and let him fend for himself? Does he see through the bullshit as his mother keeps him from contacting me and poisons him with lies about me? Why do I so easily separate myself from my son? Is it all for a paycheck? Is it out of duty? Is it all bullshit? Why doesn't the Army help me with some BAH for child support?

I forgot...I volunteered.

I won't be ashamed to be heterosexual

No, this i refuse. I know the "in" thing is to be gay and married or a lesbian with a kid or some other kind of trendy bullshit that has to do with your sexual orientation "on parade." Well, I have a message for all the people that force me to know their sexual orientation, that think that by the sheer fact they're gay, they're entitled to special priveleges...SHUT THE HELL UP! I don't want to know it, I don't want to hear it. Don't you think it would be more productive to show everyone else how "normal" gay people are? All the parades, charades, screaming and bullshit just sets your cause back, throws a wall up between you and whatever the point is you're trying to get across. In my opinion, you have equal protection under the law according to the 14th Amendment, but you'll never be able to exercise that right fully until you stop pissing everyone off, stop demonstrating you're an oddity, and show that you're normal people who happen to have a different sexual orientation. Oh, and while you're at it, as much as you believe you have the right to do and say what you want...well...so do people who disagree with you. ...and I'm still not going to be ashamed to be hetero...

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Hi Honey

I can dream of you in places we've never been. I can hear all kinds of music when I see you, and feel you there, inside my chest, where my heart feels the miles between you and I. I never thought that would happen, but it has.

Natalie Holloway Reality Check

In an earlier entry, I spoke of "fault." Now people are in Aruba trying to establish fault for the disappearance of this 18 year-old girl. That's easy. Her parents are to blame. Wake up and smell the coffee!

She was only 18, a high school graduate for all of what? A day? Then she's out in a casino on a Carribean island where she was obviously unsupervised and unprotected. Want that in English? Her parents threw her to the wolves. She was a kid. Do you hear me? A kid. Then she was piss-drunk in a bar at barely 18 years old. Nice. How much more raw meat is that for the Wolf? Oh, I forgot, she was apparently so drunk, her friends were trying to sober her up in the bathroom...but where did these "friends" go? Do you want to know? They stood aside when they saw the Wolf. Then they let her get into someone's car in that condition, obviously to go have some type of activity with a guy...the Wolf. Why didn't they think it was odd that she was trotting off with guys? Why would they just let her go? Hmmm.

Now her parents can cut the shit. Okay, we see your despair and anger for what it is...guilt. The sooner you see that, you'll be able to live with yourselves...or not. Either way, the fault is yours.

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Jimmy

Jimmy came from humble beginnings. He got his first pair of new shoes when he received his issue at basic training. He was 19, and finally something he didn't have to share with his brother. Jimmy knew how to share, and it showed. He lent his heart to his fellow squad members, his body to the daily operations of patrolling the streets and handing out aid...and his soul to the Army. He wasn't particularly religious, still wondering why so much evil is brought on so many children in the name of one god or another, and if that god did exist, why it didn't yell out "okay, cut it out!" He didn't normally dream of home. His childhood was a poor one, and he found his first taste of opportunity and experience of the outside world in the Army, where he was seeing new things, but still had a family, of sorts. When he was sent to the desert, he didn't understand why, but he came. When he first got attacked, and when his friend got killed, he never knew why it had to happen, but he was a soldier, doing his duty.

He never did find out why he came here...and now he never will.

August 17, 2005

The "foresakethetroops" guy

This is a copy of the email I sent that jackoff.

"Oddly enough Sir, I agree with most of the things you say. If you could be a bit more constructive, it would add credibility to your argument. Anyone can attack the current events, but offering solutions would advance your position far more than sheer rhetoric, and I would suggest more constructive solutions than just telling people to go fuck themselves.

You are, however, incorrect as to one part of your assertion that the US Constitution alone affords you your rights. Remember, the writing of the Constitution was only possible after we formed our country, which was only possible after we fought the Revolutionary War. Soldiers paid for our freedom.

Like they say in pop-culture, don’t hate the player, hate the game. To hate those in the military is to hate people who are willing to sacrifice their very lives in order to guarantee your rights to say what you do. If we are all created equally, Sir, then you should love your fellow man, including those in the military, as yourself. Trust me, none of the soldiers want to be here, and none of them want to kill anyone. Most of them are just kids who would rather be back home in college or going to the beach instead of here. I believe that if my being here keeps one less of them from coming, then I’ll stay as long as I can. The same Constitution you use to justify your actions explains that the civilian politicians are in charge of the military. Your ire is misdirected?

Try not to hate, Sir. Hatred benefits no one."

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Sports "Entertainers"

It's hard to watch self-important jagoffs act the fool with straight faces, but you see it all the time. Of course, my GAS (Give a S---) level for professional “sports entertainers” is about as high as my regard for them…about as high as a lizard’s nuts.

These overgrown children with super-inflated egos fail to realize they are a collective joke, a temporary diversion, a momentary opportunity to lose oneself in the truly meaningless…all while they look down their egomaniacal noses at the “lesser people.” They have lost themselves in a sea of special treatment and ridiculous compensation, coming away from it all with a false sense of importance.

I don’t go to games anymore, the hassle and the cost, and too little action for my son make it just no fun, and I could swear I played the game as a kid for free, without needing steroids. What I do instead, is subject myself to missing years of my son’s life and go to places where people hate me and the conditions are difficult in order to protect these baseball knucklehead’s right to be the personification of the gluteus orifice. Truth is, they haven’t earned the right to act like they do, and none of them have the honor or the sack to admit that, then come on over and grab a weapon.

Tony Montana had it right when he said “I hate that f’ing Sosa!” Now I look at Palmiera and see Edward G. Robinson “you’re not gonna get me Copper, no! See!” Well, guess what Raffy…you are still dumb enough to use the tried and true excuse of a 6-year old, so when they ask you why you lied and why you use drugs, you can just say…“because.”

Problem with the Military Ex-Spouse Law

The problem is the elimination of “fault” and the use of the term “no fault.” We all know that in many, many cases, where the best interests of all parties concerned would be best served by the establishment of “fault,” it is not, and jurisdictions use the cop-out “we’re only concerned with the well-being of the children.” That is absolutely absurd. If you place the children in the hands of the parent who demonstrated to those very children a complete lack of morality, loyalty, honor, dignity, or any other worthwhile human virtue, you are doing an absolutely devastating disservice to them. I won’t even mention the lesson you are teaching them by your incompetence and inaction, nor the humiliation and injustice you put the parent through who maintained his/her moral compass and kept the moral “high-ground.

We have to re-establish “fault,” so that those deserving of support, get it. Should a husband who commits adultery on his wife and kids have to give her a large portion of his retirement? Hell yes. When roles are reversed, and she is the disloyal and dishonorable one, should she benefit from the fruits of her husband’s labor? Hell no. Are there extenuating circumstances and other considerations that make it necessary to treat these things case-by-case? Yes. Is giving custody to the one who commits immoral acts just? No, but it happens every day.

What does all this spell? F-A-U-L-T. We have to go back to the days of establishing fault, or else we will never be able to use the word “fair” again.

It may be time to tell you where I am...

I'm military, like I said. I'm overseas in a place very sandy, but can't be specific. It's the surface of the friggin moon, a desolate, unfriendly, irritating place to be. No wonder people over here are pissed off! The grass doesn't grow, the sand blows around getting into everything, and it feels like there's a blow drier being held by some invisible force right at your face! Basically, it's like a fan...stand in front of it, it blows...stand in back of it, it sucks. So yes I'm over here supporting the"effort," can't say anymore. All the while I'm over here, I see John Q. American back home abusing and mis-using the rights we guarantee...even guarantee to fools, apparently. The things my country and its citizens think are important sometimes just flat pisses me off, therefore this blog site. I need a place to tell people to get a grip, to wake up, or to get screwed...thus the name "Reality Check." More later

don't yell at me on the email!

Don't you hate it when some asshole emails you and makes the font bigger, bold's it, and changes the color? It just screams out "I;m an ass and i want you to know it!" Liberals do it all the time. Insecure dickheads do it all the time. If you want to yell at someone over the email, just make the letters big and bold! Red works nicely too.

I'm waiting for the italics... Feel-good letters...

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The new skank

You know, I'm waiting for the new skank. you know what I mean. In the world of skanky women, their shelf-life is really short. It seems to me that Paris Hilton has outlived her skank shelf-life, and we're due a new skank. I admit she was great, what with her strange face, odd body, no talent, and apparent problem with keeping her legs together, it was fun to last. but I think she's outlasted her utility, as there is apparently a skank shortage created by Paris's reluctance to go the "way of the buffalo and Tears for Fears."
The Reality check portion of this entry is really to myself! Why do i even bother talking about this broad? Well, because our country seems to be so interested in her that we hold up trashy gutter sluts to be important people in our lives, when she, just like Brad and Jen, Ben and Jen, Ben and Ben or whoever, just add up to meaningless diversions to take our minds off what's really important in life...and that's kind of sad...

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Brad and Jen

Okay, here we go. First things first...WHO THE HELL CARES? These are people who pretend to be someone else for a living and get overpaid to do it! This morniong on bill O'Reilly I heard Bill saying how bad of a guy Brad Pitt was for leaving his wife? WAIT A SECOND BILL! How do you so easily blame the guy? Come on...you can stick up for him...you know you want to... Even O'Reilly is now caught in PC hell! Well, here's a rope.
It is actually possible that Jennifer Anniston initiated this break-up, and it is also entirely possible her husband left after she drove him completely nuts! The reverse is also possible. Yet, the greatest possibility in all of this is that people lead too shallow and meaningless of lives and actually give a s--- about what two pampered Hollywood knuckleheads are doing. It must be a small place (Hollywood), because all the people out there are marrying each other, which, in the hills of Kentucky is called INBREEDING! Do they contribute to the greater good? Do they give other people the ability to learn from their mistakes? Do they protect the rights of others? Or are they just a silly diversion that has nothing to do with anything?

Reality Check...