It Doesn’t Make Sense

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crap I learned. Crap I will never learn, Humor, satire, the far far Right.

I live in perpetual confusion.

I’m pretty certain that it’s the best place to be.

My mind is never at loose ends, with nothing to think about.

I have a long list of confusing things I can call upon at a moments notice to occupy the time.

I’m not sure I’d want to not be confused. It would mean I was a fundigelical (fundamentalist/evangelical). They are not confused about anything they tell me. They are quite sure all the answers are in one book, and they find it not the least confusing.

But it’s not because the book (the bible) is not confusing, for it is and has been for as long as it’s been deemed a “book” to all the people who actually are paid to figure it out and have prepared for years to be knowledgeable about all the stuff one needs to know to well, know.

No, it’s because they don’t have a confused gene in their brain. See, we regular folks have a confusion gene. It enables us to know that two things don’t add up and thus are C O N F U S I N G. See how that works? A gene in DNA enables you to discern that shit don’t go together. Like gasoline and a match or like a cliff and the continuation of a road. It’s an important gene, for it helps us survive.

I’m not sure how fundigelicals survive. That confuses me a lot.

Another thing that confuses me is that many of these fundigelicals think that poor people are lazy. Now, that is not true for the most part, as most of us know, but fundigelicals insist that it is, and they sure aren’t confused about that. I think they found it in that book some where, or they think they did. In any event, they want poor people to get jobs.

Well, that logically follows I guess.

Except that these same fundigelicals don’t want employers to have to pay a fair and living wage. They are, mostly at least, very much against raising the minimum wage to a “living wage”, meaning a wage that allows a person to pay their bills and ya know, eat, and take care of their families. The fundigelicals say that this impinges on a employers right to pay what they want. And they add that some jobs aren’t worth a “living wage”, they’re just starter jobs, ya know, to wet your toes on.

So the logic  goes at least.

Ya see, a job is a hard thing to learn. Any job it seems. And it seems that even though every job requires very different things such as placing a round thing in a round hole, or screwing something into something else, or making change, or painting between the lines,  reading and finding errors in a manuscript, or taking out a heart and putting in a new one (well not new actually, but newer at least). See? Lots of different things.

But somehow, there are “universal” things about jobs that need to be learned, and no employer, so the theory goes) should be asked to pay much for this learning curve. The first employer gets stuck with teaching these “things” and he should get a break for doing so.

I guess that’s what it means.

What are these “things”?

Let me see.

Get up on time?

Maybe, but getting to school/the bus stop/the car pool required that as children.

Getting dressed properly?

Yep, but mostly we learned that stuff in school too. Wearing the wrong things got ya sent home, or mom scurried to school with the “right” clothes.

Doing your own work?

Ummm, teachers usually took care of that with various forms of discipline.

Not talking about non-business related subjects during work time?

Kinda like not talking in class when the teacher is talking.

Oh I got one. Learning to punch the clock!

Yep, that takes wow, better than 30 seconds if you go through it twice.

What to do with a paycheck?

Well, if you’re not sure, pin it to your pocket and give it to mom like at school.

See? I’m out of “things” to learn on the job, other than the SPECIFICS OF THE ACTUAL JOB WHICH HAS TO BE TAUGHT AT ALL OF THEM.

So I’m confused, by why you don’t want people to get a living wage.

Since you want them to work to avoid being on the dole, so doesn’t it MAKE SENSE that it actually be ENOUGH TO NOT BE ON THE DOLE TOO?

Which is what Wal-Mart does, not pay a living wage so better than one half of their employees work there and STILL have to use government assistance.

So, you don’t want to give people food stamps, and you do want them to get a job, but you don’t want to pay them enough not to need food stamps?

You see my confusion?

I’m told there is this thing called a “smart gun”. Through some magic, it won’t work except for the person who bought it and owns it legally.

It would seem that if all the guns were eventually of this type that trafficking in illegal guns wouldn’t work. You couldn’t buy a working gun “off the street”. You couldn’t break into somebody’s house and steal their gun cuz it wouldn’t work. If you disarmed a homeowner defending his home against your intrusion, you couldn’t use it against them, except to hit them with it. If your kid found your gun, he couldn’t shoot himself or his best friend by mistake.

It seems like a good thing.

The NRA is having babies of hysteria over this thing.

They are the people who claim that the only way to deal with bad guys with guns is for good guys get guns. So they want to sell all the “good guys” guns.

Except they don’t want any checks of any sort to determine that good guys are actually good. Wouldn’t it make some sense to know that first?

And they don’t want smart guns that only fire for the good guys.

I’m really confused about this one.

I guess Wayne La Pee Pee LaPierre doesn’t have the confusion gene either.

So, anyway, I could go on. Reams later, I would only have scratched the surface of stuff that is confusing. Time dilation could take days all by itself. So, I’ll just stop here.

For today.

I hope you are confused now.

Really, it’s the only sane place to live.

 

 

Oh the Hypocrisy of It All

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Humor, hypocrisy, racism, right wing nuts, satire

H Y P O C R I S Y !

A sweet sounding word. Like a crispy hippo maybe?

Oh, sorry, words do that to me sometimes. Just love the little buggers.

Back to hypocrisy, which as you know is not a good thing to be. Hypocritical that is. Or to be: a hypocrite.

Defined as:  a person who claims to have certain beliefs and/or values, but does not actually live by them.

Street definition: asshole.

The world is full of ’em. And to go by what I see, most of ’em don’t seem to know that they are such. Which leads me to the conclusion that people who are hypocrites are not very good at thinking.

See, the reason most of us aren’t hypocrites is that we rather immediately see that our beliefs and actions aren’t lining up, and we work pretty fast to correct that, lest we be called a . . . .wait for it . . . . H Y P O C R I T E !

We have talked many a time about the religious right, the fundamentalist, who proclaims Jesus as their savior in a very earnest voice (God bless!), shaking a tattered bible in one hand while doing so. One would wonder if the tattering came not from reading but from all that shaking of it, given that said fundamentalists mostly do not practice what they preach.

You see, it flies in the face of their emotional attachment to themselves and their desires. So the Good Book is twisted and mangled until to them at least it says that the poor should get off their lazy butts and get a job, that gays should give up sex because it’s nasty “their” way as God sees it, that the rich are people whom God obviously loves since a free market is right in Luke, if you just read that parable about the landowner paying different wages to his workers. God loves him some weaponry too, as Jesus said, assault rifles with big clips are part of everyone’s attire to go shopping at the Wal-Mart. And let’s not forget dear Sarah the Bible hugger herself, who just a few days ago reminded us that to a “real” Christian like herself, why waterboarding was just baptism for Muslims! Can I hear an Amen?  The list goes on, but you get the picture.

Why we have the fine example of one Cliven Bundy who it seems figures that he should be able to graze his cattle free of charge on government land. Said hypocrite then went on to ‘splain to all of us stupid people about them “negroes”, and what ails them. It seems that those “negroes” sit around on cement porches all the while they wimmin’ are abortin’ them young chillen, and they be sending their young men to prison. All cuz, they have no DIE-RECTION in life, which is cuz the feds are givin’ them those SUB-SITIES.

See that’s how Cliven sees things, and Cliven sits atop a horse so he can see a far piece.

All the while, Cliven of course don’t think that he is getting any SUB-SITY all the while grazing his cattle on someone else’s land for FREE for TWENTY FREAKIN’ YEARS.

See that is whatcha call hypocrisy.

Now the Rightie-Tighties were all in favor of Cliven at first. It was just wrong for the Government to OVER -REACH as Sean Hannity told us. I mean forget that it was RONALD REAGAN who signed that EXECUTIVE ORDER way back that was the source of Cliven’s pain. (can I get two hypocrisies?). Forget that. It was wrong, Sean said for the big bad government shouldn’t show up with guns to take the cattle. I mean, it’s only grass for God’s sake, and who should care? I mean Cliven is just cheatin’ the gov’mint out of a little bit of taxes. Ya know.

But then Cliven opened his pie-hole and forgot to use those racial code words but just spoke out the truth as God made known to Cliven, and well, all those rightie-tighties started backin’ off.

Sorry Cliven, you aren’t a very good person, but the idea was still worth supporting, however you might be.

And some said it was REALLY about the dang government havin’ that land in the first place. All that eminent domain stuff. I mean seriously. Just another instance of the gov’mint having stuff it don’t need unless it wants to run your life.

Yeah.

Cliven could have that land iffin’ the gov’mint weren’t grabbing it all, to “protect” it and stuff, from lawful use by say, yer gas and oil interests. Yeah, just another example (eminent domain) of gov’mint messing with capitalism. Next step: socialism, which we are already nearly there so, safe bet you can say C O M M U N I S M !

Oh, nuts, did you hear any of them rightie-tighties talking about the evils of eminent domain when it came to the Keystone Pipeline? You don’t really think that thing is going only through land owned by the gov’mint did ya?

Guess they forgot.

Can I get a H Y P O C R I T E ?

There there is Donald Sterling, a man with a name that in no way describes his character I tell ya.

Donald is an old fart, I mean old. And like a lot of old farts, he has hisself a young mistress, cause he could afford to buy one. And she is exotic, meaning that she has a heritage that would be called “mixed”. She claims she is part African-American and part Hispanic. Donald don’t mind, cuz only the Hispanic part seems to show much, and that is still okay among his white old fart friends.

But this cute little thing is pissin’ Donald off, cuz she’s “hanging around with black people” in public, sorta like “pallin’ around with terrorists” I suppose. That makes Donald look bad with his white old fart friends.

So he told her to knock it off. She can bring ’em home, f**k ’em, feed ’em, and do anything else with THEM, but NOT IN PUBLIC. A bit of decorum you NOT WHITE TRAMP PLEASE!

All the while Donald owns the Clippers, which is coached by an African-American and whose players are mostly African-American, and their SUCCESS reaps him tons of money. Hard to figure how that can happen when Cliven ‘splained that they just sit on porches all day. Guess Donald was given them plenty of DIE-RECTION or somethin’.

Yes, it’s time to shout H Y P O C R I S Y ! again.

And I bet ya, I just bet ya, though I am just speculatin’ that if you check on his right ass cheek, you will find GOP emblazoned there.

I just betcha.

 

 

 

Well, Where Have You Been, Huh?

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GOP, Humor, satire, tea party, teabaggers

Got your attention didn’t I?

Well where have you been? I been waiting here it seems like forever, and NOBODY showed up. So I thought I might jar you from your lethargy with Buttons here, my friendly pup.

Actually I have just been busy in a fairly good way. Holidays and all. Finally have days utterly to myself. Made enough food yesterday to last until at least Monday. By then, I think we will start to be tired of it all.

Frankly the political scene both disgusts me and bores me. I still keep INFORMED, but I’m just so tired of Republicans being, you know, so Republicanish, which is a nice way to say douchey. Do they ever stop being douche bags? My representative sure doesn’t. Steve Pearce is his unholy name, and he is a douche of the very first order.

A millionaire they tell me, and owned lock, stock and barrel by the TeaDrunkards. I find it amusing to read the GOP playbook (sent around to all the lil man and woman/childs pretencing at actually serving the public). Said playbook is regularly filched/gifted/snuck to various liberal organizations and published for all to see. It consists of phrases (typically called “talking points”) and suggestions of things to do to make the GOP look intelligent and the Democrats to look stupid.

The playbook lately has focused a lot on Obamacare, of which I am thoroughly tired by the by. So, to make a long story not quite as long, old Steve has been busy reading his, and he regales us regularly on Facebook with lists of all those tens of millions who have lost their coverage in New Mexico, followed by a plea to “please send us your stories of misery”. He then reports one or two of these, and dusts his filthy lucre hands off and thinks he’s done his “job.”

Of course he offers these people no help of any sort, and fails to bother suggesting that they go to the exchanges and see what they might be offering. We have no individual exchanges here since our other douche Guv Martinez, didn’t sign the legislation until it was too late to have the time to set them up for October. So we are very douchey here. (Guv Martinez may have some serious problems of her own since her main man on her staff is a Rovish like creature that a number of people have suggested might be leading her into some illegal behaviors )

Anyway, his latest addition to stupid dialogue is to suggest that Domino’s Pizza is paying $15-20 per hour to drivers, but only in “energy selling” states, meaning those states that are pumping oil and frackin’ their way to heaven with gas. Now any student in the first fifteen minutes of undergrad school (pick your subject) knows that one has zero to do with the other on so many grounds that we reach infinity. But what was funny was that a whole bunch of Domino’s drivers chimed in with “hey Steve, you idiot!” Turns out that the $15-20 is an estimate of what drivers CAN make with tips off their base crummy salary, and DOESN’T include the cost of maintenance of their vehicle and GAS. But poor old Steve fairly misses that, since he’s simply following the PLAYBOOK.

I figured after going a few rounds with Steve, that well, I was right in the ball park with this next story. It seems like dinosaurs liked to poop in groups.  In this they are similar to camels and elephants, which means the apple don’t fall far from the tree, I guess. Or not. Evolution is a strange thing.  I’m really pretty sure that Republicans poop in groups too.

Which leads to this: did ya know that some soft tissue from a T. Rex survived 68 million years? It was found in Montana, and I have no idea whether that mattered at all, but factoids are important in Jeopardy, so consider me a coach. I mean under the best conditions it’s only supposed to last a million years. Anyway, the collagen from the beastie resembles that of birds, which must make the people at the Creation Museum go scrambling for an explanation. It all has to do with a lot of biological mumbo jumbo and IRON-rich blood that for some reason known only to a BIOLOGIST, helps preserve the tissue.

Which reminds me of Coach, Craig T. Nelson, who is among the dumber of the Republicans I know of. He hates paying taxes, hates the “welfare” society we now live in, hates Obama for bringing all that to Merika, and so on and so forth. And he’s not going to take it any more, refusing to pay taxes for things he doesn’t believe in. After all, he says, “What happened to society? I go into business, I don’t make it, I go bankrupt. I’ve been on food stamps and welfare, did anybody help me out?. . .” YES YOU IGNORANT FOOL, THE GOVERNMENT HELPED YOU OUT WITH THE FOOD STAMPS AND WELFARE!!!  I mean this is Louis Gohmert stupid.

Louis by the way has been ear-deep in Obama conspiracy theories, claiming that the President is busy via the AHCA in amassing a private army. He’s been at this for some time, and the stories of the government buying up ammunition only goes to support that idea according to the Galloping Gohmert. A portion of the law which allows the training of a group for public health and national emergency response, is to Louis a smoking gun. But he’s a bit unsure of what the weapons of choice will be for this group:

“I’ve continued to ask questions, what is this for?” It says it is for international health crises, but then it doesn’t include the word ‘health’ when it talks about national emergencies. And I’ve asked, what kind of training are they getting? It provides in Obamacare that this commission and non-commissioned officer corps will be trained. But I want to know, are they using weapons to train or are they being taught to use syringes and health care items? But we’ve got no clear answers on that.”

Seems like dear Louis should bring up this subject at the next group poop he has with Cruz and King, and well, all the bare butted GOP’ers at the gathering. Hey, whose poo don’t stink?

Happy leftovers!

A Typhoon in the Bathtub Only Threatens the Rubber Ducky

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America, Health care, Humor, immigration, life in the foothills, Politics, satire, state of the freakin' world, teabaggers, the GOP

Excuse me if I’m a bit confused here.

The GOP has agreed on one thing–to a man and woman they HATE Obamacare. I mean they don’t just think it’s not a good program, they see it, also to a man and woman as the singularly one piece of legislation that will be known historically as the only and complete cause of the demise of the Republic and like a domino, will precipitate the collapse of Western civilization (which is the only one worth discussing of course) as we know it.

They have worked tirelessly since its passage to repeal it, defund it, and/or otherwise make it ineffective. They have sued it, screwed it, and otherwise squeezed it until every bit of blood was drained from its carcass. This they have tried.

They have warned the public that the plug would be pulled on grandma, that death panels would deny their precious precocious preteen the very treatment needed for life, all in the name of communistic commune-style equality. They have said that the doctor you love so much that you never forget her birthday, will be ripped from your arms to be replaced by automatons spitting forth paper check-off symptomatic lists and nurses that cackle in the hallway as you sit drenched in sweat and shivering dressed in your paper suit awaiting the verdict from a committee of cost-cutting psychopaths.

They have, in the guise of their governorships and GOP-controlled state houses, refused to participate in enlarging their own Medicaid rolls, even when guaranteed that for the first three years the Federal government would pick up the entire tab and 90% of the tab thereafter. They have sat with arms crossed and refused to set up exchanges to allow their citizens easier sign-up.

They have threatened the very economy of the entire country rather than give up on their pipe dream of ending this law–all in the name of stopping the vicious damage they have predicted would ensue to Ma and Pa Kettle and all their lil’ childrens across the great American landscape.

Sooooooo.

It strikes me as odd, that when your constant refrain to folks is, by golly gee wiz, doncha dare sign up for that devil-inspired, dripping with communistic red health care plan, that when there are problems, as there always are, with the website and sign-up procedures, you are not jumping for joy at how many people are being saved from the evil law, but rather you are complaining about how difficult it is for people to sign up as if that is evidence that the law is all kinds of bad.

I mean my head is turning around faster than Regan in the Exorcist. Aren’t they glad the sign-up is not working? Instead all I see are properly “horrified” members of Republican rectitude moaning about how this “has got to be fixed” or defunded, or repealed, whichever.

Has there been ONE SINGLE offer of a solution?

Has there been ONE SINGLE offer of an alternative to insure those presently uninsured?

Oh, yeah, I forgot, this is the party of NO. This is the party of destruction. This is the party of no government is good government.

Except where you and my uteruses are concerned. Except where who I sleep with is concerned. Except where who I pray to is concerned. Except to what I learn as science is concerned. Except there. Oh yeah and except where there are enough cheap junk F-18+ how ever many more there are today that still don’t work worth a damn but until there are enough of them to have one in every damn driveway of America–Strength Through Massive Military Might–. Except where it concerns black and brown people and their pesky determination to continue having children and making me sooo uncomfortable that they might not want to the same things I do, so I need to keep them marginalized with voter suppression laws. Have I left anything out?

Now, the President has called once again for the House of Representatives of Big Business to get off their yawning asses and get on with some immigration reform. And the response of  Speaker out of both sides of his mouth, Boehner and his wanna be speaker next, Eric Cantor, has been, why sure we need some of that, cuz as rational? Republicans we know that we gotta placate those brown faces EVENTUALLY or we will never win a damn election again. But the rank and file? Oh my heavens no.

The same crazy that brought you 16+ days of glorious “screw America” can’t wait to bring you more of that sort of crap, because “I can’t stand to even look at your face” and you know that means that we can’t do a thing that would make this BLACK Demon look good. We enjoy cutting off our noses to spite our ugly faces doncha know? Course it ain’t got a thing to do with our fear that we as pasty white dudes are losing control of the reins of power. We are wearing Depends all the time now, cuz we are so scared you will do unto us as we have traditionally done unto you. But you’re being Black? Why that’s irrelevant to our cause, and besides you are only half-black which means something even worse to hear it from the TeaLegions of Crazy.

Which all goes to say, that I am expecting nothing to change.

Did you know these lazy asses have only 19 more days to work for the whole rest of the year?

And I am so very sick and tired of talking points.

And I’m in favor of taking a lottery system and putting everybody’s name in the drum, and drawing out the requisite number of sending them forth to Washington. It could not seriously be worse. I mean can you imagine worse at this point? Don’t you feel rather Italian? Or Greek? Hurrah, we now have governments just as chaotic and worthless as much of Europe. Or truthfully, are we more like China, with only the illusion of government meant to mimic real ones?

I’m going back to bed. At least my dreams involved palm trees, and warm sands and softly brushing waves upon the shore of my sanity.

And What Was the Point Again?

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and learned again, crap I learned, guns, Humor, ranting, satire, unlearned

Or: I am a masochist and I love it!

I was thinking about doing a post about Planet Earth traveling through the Backwards Belt. Trust me, it exists, astronomers just haven’t discovered it yet.

Since we passed through that belt of backwardness, everything pretty much means the opposite of what it portrays itself as meaning.

Example:

Stated Truth: Rick Perry signs into law a bill that is designed to help ensure women’s health safety. It inadvertently might make it more difficult for clinics who do abortions as a minor part of their total service.

Actual Truth: Rick Perry and those like him hate abortions because they have found it useful to portray themselves as “good Christians” for political purposes and making regulations (which are absolutely a job killer in any other arena according to the GOP mantra), so onerous that it essentially puts most women’s health care clinics in Texas out of business and thus makes abortions unavailable to millions of Texas women is the real goal.

Another example:

Stated Truth: Republican controlled states throughout the nation pass laws making it much harder to vote for their citizenry under the stated purpose to reduce the fraudulent use of the ballot to dilute the value of real voters vote, and thus to alter the real will of the people.

Actual Truth: Republicans can’t will elections because they have so alienated the vast majority of middle America, so the only effective way to get a win is do make it as hard as possible for voters who are likely Democratic voters to cast their vote.

Another example?

Stated Truth: The only defense against a bad guy with a gun, is a good guy with a gun. Guns don’t kill people, people kill people. The government is determined to take away your guns because it knows that it can do anything once you have no recourse through armed rebellion.

Actual Truth: We hope you will buy more guns in an effort to feel safer from the government and if you aren’t afraid of the government, we will do everything we can to make you afraid, in the hopes that you will buy more guns. We get rich and powerful that way, and we really like that.

Okay, so you know all this stuff already. Of course you do. You wouldn’t be reading this blog unless more or less you agreed with me. We all have learned that. We all started out on this Internet adventure thinking that we would have a forum finally to talk about issues and hash out differences, and come to agreement, more or less.

We knew there were crazy people, but we didn’t think they were us. But they are.

Because if you care about what is happening to this country, then it makes you crazy.

If you don’t believe me, read this: The Most Depressing Discovery about the Brain Ever.

Except, that it’s not. There are TONS of similar studies. Heck Jonathan Haidt’s book, The Righteous Mind, is ALL about the same subject.

The truth is, the more you care, the less you are persuaded that you are wrong by facts. You look the facts straight in the face, and your lyin’ eyes, well lie. The remark attributed to  Richard Pryor comes to mind: “Who you gonna believe, me or your lyin’ eyes?”

We are about to go round and round in this circus of guns. After yesterday, and another mentally disturbed man, with a history of inappropriate use of weapons, manages to buy more, and walk into a facility and start killing folks. And WE WEEP that we are such a place where people who are ill are ignored as long as they stay out of our way and don’t gum up our life.

And the head of the trauma center Dr. Orlowski said this:

And we will all say similar things, and we will all mean it, and the crazies on the other side will mean what they say, because they really believe that we’re coming to take their guns and then force them onto communes where they will eat three squares a day and pray to Allah upon pain of death, and that there are death panels, and that Obama is a Kenyan Muslim, and that quiet is kept, black and brown people just not aren’t quite like “us” and never will be, *wink* *wink*.

And I think they are loon crazy bastards and I wish they would just tend to their Ice Road Truckers and Boo Boo whoever that is, and stop meddling with adult issues. Because I can’t convince them that they are wrong on just about everything, and I am told that I am not better, just the other side.

And I HATE believing that, which is quite a corker when you think about it, because if I say, they are wrong, and I’m right, and I’m not like them, then according to the professorial class, I am but proving their point. So.

But I AM NOT LIKE THEM.  I do listen to other views, and I do change my mind, so how can I be like them?

But I sure can’t change them.

So let’s just face it.

All of us bloggers who are pounding away at the keys because we want to make a difference?

Well, we aren’t.

BLOGGING: WELCOME TO MY DIARY.

Or to be “today” let’s call it journaling.

Or, to be cool, let’s call it a rant.

Crap, I sometimes wish I was just part of the great grey cloud that only cares about whether my pinochle game will be disrupted, and of course what they are serving for lunch today at the senior’s center.

Chicken ala King anyone?

 

Sitting Around the Trailer

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Beck's Nincompoops, Humor, satire

Hey, girl, it’s Jaylene here, in the park. Grab yourself a Bud and come on in. We figure to have us our weekly meeting of the Tickled Pink Rebel Trailer Park TEA-BIRCH Or-gan-i-za-shun.

So get your shitkickers on in here, and mind that door, the hinge is broke.

This meetin’ will be comin’ to order. All present raise a bottle:

JimmySnot: HERE!

Brandilicious: HERE HONEY.

BobbiHung: YO BYOTCH.

Hey Bobbi, watch that mouth or I’ll pull them balls up around your ears and pierce ’em for ya.

Glendyne: I’M HERE, THOUGH LORD KNOWS I SHOULDN’T BE. THAT CHILD WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME YET.

HairyJack: YUP.

Okay, that is ever’body I do believe.

So, what ya got to say about that Prez of theirs? Talkin’ all that “I’m TRAy-vaaaan” shit? I mean did that Blessed Man, Ronnie Raygon, ever liken hisself to a damn gang member? Can ya beat that? What ya all gots to say?

As always the ghost of truth hovers in the trailer, offering sage wisdom.

From the ProgressiveSlayer:

The only racism that exists in AmeriKa today is this regimes war on whites, the regime has proven their racism from day one. I still want Zimmerman to get the presidential medal of freedom for his efforts to reduce crime. Yes PS, the lot of white folks is so terribly much worse than it was in 2008 when the beloved compassionate one was sending your sons and daughters off to death in Iraq. So much better when we were just facing the near destruction of the entire economy by a bunch of very rich and very white dudes on Wall Street. Yes, I can see how the murder of a young black kid sure helps reduce crime. Maybe Mr. Zimmerman can help rid us of the crime that purports to be your mind.

Grimster adds:

The difference between we the people here, and the idiots in Egypt, we throw lead, not rocks……odumbass will incite a riot, so he can declare martial law and put his civilian army (dhs) the guard, and UN troops on the streets of America, but he has one problem, not one active military personal I know will follow his orders to do so, and this includes officers…..He needs to remember, sometimes you get what you wish for….. Dude, doncha remember that the declaration of martial law was supposed to start right after the election, then it was the suspension of all further elections, the imposition of Sharia law, and then all the little white chillun’ was to be transported to FEMA reindoctrination camps. Keep your paranoia in order will ya. And remember the shiny side of the foil is to be kept on the outside.

Chief George opines:

He is not helping our children, only those who look like him while eventually sending ours to the back of the bus. In 10-20 years from now, White Americans will find themselves a stranger in their own country. It is being taken over racially speaking and those taking over are systematically being transformed themselves into good little socialists by the new breed of racial politicians. It will not end well. Um, Chief, isn’t that a bit of a conundrum, being a RED person and all. You are a Native person right, being Chief? or is that some other kind of chief such as Chief of Bein’ Scared that Whites are soon to be A Minority? So, it sounds like you’ve seen the FEMA camps? Good to know that the White brains are immune to being transformed unlike the brains of color. You’re going to just love being a minority. I can’t wait.

The Jerk weighs in:

Ron Goldman could have been me. Nicole Brown could have been my sister. Should we live in a nation that does not value the lives of white men and white women? Where were their civil rights? Where was their justice? Where was the DOJ, the FBI? Where were all of those black race baiters?

Blacks… you decide. But I thought you said before that the jury spoke, and that all these African-Americans shouldn’t be protesting because the jury didn’t find that Mr. Zimmerman was in the wrong? Didn’t the jury speak in the Simpson trial? I guess it just depends as far as you can tell on whose race is on the winning side. You don’t know where white people’s civil rights are? Oh…let me introduce you to the Constitution of the United States of America. It was written expressly for you, did you forget?

JJoy pipes in:

@LEADNOTFOLLOW ““Obama was elected BECAUSE he is black”, is so right.
In my opinion, he got elected via white man guilt and voter fraud.”

Don’t forget the 30+ millions of illegal mexican invaders that were allowed to stuff the ballot boxes with illegal votes for obama… Why my lawdy, there is so much white guilt around I am gonna drown! And voter fraud, yikes, don’t forget that ghost of wispy nothingness. I guess you are unaware that there WAS NONE, and nobody can find more than 10 examples over 10 years across the ENTIRE country. But I do take umbrage at “illegal mexican invaders”. Isn’t that a tad pejorative? I mean you wouldn’t want to be accused of racism now would you? And aren’t your figures just a bit wild? I mean since it’s not anywhere near 30, or even half of that, I wonder what the + is? is that the number you personally have witnessed “invading”?

The Squirrel murmurs:

TED / TED 2016.

Cruz / Nugent Oh now that is rich ain’t it. I kinda bet you guys aren’t gonna even say a peep about Ted’s parentage or where he was born as having a darn thing to do with his eligibility will ya? And the Nug? Oh heavens. Squirrelly, you know your choice of nomenclature is psychologically most telling they say. Mouth full of nuts? House full of nuts? Hiding nuts? Eating nuts? Being obsessed with nuts? Beginning to sound at all familiar?

Victor 991 whispers:

Since the verdict and all the craziness since, I’ve noticed that the Black citizens I’ve encountered so far are not making eye contact, but are keeping their heads down, avoiding any possible interaction. I’m speaking about ordinary, everyday people, who, before this nasty mess, were going about their lives normally. I haven’t met up with angry mobs, but in stores, restaurants, and various other places I’ve been to, the reaction is the same. Uh Victor, it might have something to do with your t-shirt dude. “I Stand My Ground with My Little Friend Smith and his friend Wesson” kinda would make any sane person look away. Since you were going about your black-free world living “normally” (whatever weirdness that might be for you), I doubt you had a clue how African-Americans were living their lives.  And what is your issue with saying African-American?

Put-God-First Sermonized:

You know everything that Obama said happen to him in his speech, I had happen to me too. When I was young I would cross the street and hear people lock their doors on their cars. I would get in a elevator and older women would grab their puse tight. I would get pulled over by the police just for driving in a nice neighborhood. I have been pulled over and my car searched for no reason. And all the other things he said that happen to him too. That is all but one, I never was black or a minority. Obama If you don’t want to be treated like a punk, thug, thief or low life, don’t act like one, or dress like one. Trayvon God bless your soul! George God bless you too. As long as people on both side keep making race an issue there will always be racist on both sides. Start working to make peace not hatred. As long as you continue to believe everything bad that happens is because of racial hatred, then there will be resentment for it. Remember It happen to me too. So you are saying that people profiled you because you were actually DOING what they were afraid of? Dang and I was sure it was the dildo strapped to your forehead that was causing it. My bad.

Okay TeaBirchers, time to vote: all in favor of impeachin’ the half-black man in the White House say “ANOTHER BUD!”

The Buds have it. Meeting adjourned.

** All comments are from real people who said this shit on Blaze.

“BobbiHung”

The Decline and Fall of Humanity

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evolution, Internet, life, satire, Social Networking

I don’t mean to scare ya or nothin’. That is not my intent. And I’m not complaining actually either. Hardly. Just a little.

Mostly, I’m just wondering.

I been kicking this around the old brain pan for a few days. You know what I mean. A thought raises an interesting idea, but it doesn’t really seem to connect or go anywhere. So it just lays there, floating around in the hungry sub-conscious, peeking out every so often to inquire if any new facts have come along that it can connect to. You know what I mean.

Actually this blogging is symptomatic of it. It’s that idea that really valuable ideas are generated on the fly, just letting the old fingers fly over the keys, caressing them in synchronicity such that they produce words in an order that makes intelligible sentences if not intelligible thoughts. Blogging is defined by talking out of your ass about any subject that comes to mind with no filter and no grade at the end. It eschews the very notion of editing. What you write today is not even what you believe tomorrow.

But isn’t life becoming that. If you want proof go to The Tale of My Heart, and her post, Proof of the Doomed Society.  We now go nowhere without our smart phones. To have a dead battery stops the world until you are recharged and redownloaded. Google announces it is shutting down its reader and panic ensues. HOW WILL I GET MY NEWS? Newspapers are for wrapping gifts to be avant-garde.

It’s all about the sound bite. It’s all about the photo snapped. A picture is worth a thousand words you know. And we are all photographers now. News agencies depend on us. They depend on us to snap the “I was there at the critical moment when death arrived!” My opinion, written in the semi-formal but oh so official looking template from a free blogging platform is sought by journalists who sit in Starbucks with laptops aglow while sipping the latest de rigueur in designer coffee blends.

We are all so with it with our “clouds” and our insta-messages. No one is disconnected. No one is alone because there is a vast matrix of interconnected “friends” instantly at hand. You aren’t lonely any more are you?

So connected am I that I have to “manage” my social media, and set up filters, because you know, you have your business socials and your college socials, god forbid your high school socials, your hometown socials, your family socials, your kids friends parents socials. Filter!

I live in a city where I as an Anglo, am a minority. So I’m doing my best to learn Spanish, even more urgent since my new housekeeper (meeting her Monday) doesn’t speak any form of the King’s English. So I have a program for that.

A nice virtual “coach” tells me “way to go Sherry” and “now you’re really moving!” at the end of each lesson, although I can call on her at any time for words of encouragement. And boy, do I feel encouraged!

I bought a piece of software to organize all my recipes and connect my pantry to my grocery list, to my ingredient list, to my blog, to my brain. I will have the most interactive and clean little piece of recipe joy in a few months after I have painstakingly “captured” all the nearly 300 recipes I’ve published on my web site. And then interfaced them with the pantry inventory that I will spend days painstakingly adding. I will be able, so they tell me, to put in ingredients from my inventory and it will “find” recipes that I can make with nary a foot in the food store.

No more stuffed little 3 x 5 boxes crammed with newspaper recipes and handwritten ones that one day you will sit down and copy to a card. No more of that. And while you’re at it, no more sisters sitting around with kleenex with “mom’s recipe box” going through each and every one, laughing and crying at the memories induced by “Aunt Tilda’s Wild Jello Swirl” and the fun that was at the family reunion back in ’93. No, Mom’s recipe box is online, and prints out professional looking copies, instead of the one that used to be in the box–you know the one–with the chocolate frosting stain on the corner where it fell in the bowl when Alicia grabbed it out of Becky’s hand that time?

No more of that. Let’s hear it for the INTERNETS!

Let’s hear it for technology and connectedness and never having to look someone in the eye who you are calling a jackass.

But hey, I can play games and I can “beat” other people, real or otherwise, and do I really care? I win!

And after all, I did learn how to fold a fitted sheet. That’s something to be proud of.

And I did learn 7,329 more ways to cook chicken.  That’s something too.

And if I want to, I can publish a book, and not have to wait on some snotty editor to tell me I write like shit. I can ignore that. After all, what do they know about this rockin’ civilization at this point?

Gibbons was wrong. Rome didn’t fall. It just re-invented itself.

Don’t we all?

Every week?

It’s all just evolution, can’t you see that?

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