Random Shit

What you call Thanksgiving I call Thanxgetting. It’s not really a ‘giving’ for me since I don’t cook anything, just set the table and do the dishes later. It’s the greatest holiday of all, and the most sincere.

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For Playboy readers: is there a cartoon with a post-coital Pilgrim buckling his belt (or hat) alongside a sexy Pilgrim maiden every year? The capton is always the same: “Thanks!”

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My rant/review about Bushite Fury’s The Virus seems to get a lot of hits. The longer I go without re-reading it the more ridiculous the novella seems. At the end, hero Aaron Winters is laughing with his family about shutting down the entire government’s computer grid. So with the entire government angrily threatening to hunt him down, Winters thinks he’ll be safe because he’s in the woods of a national park aka federally-owned property. Author B. Fury also doesn’t take into account that the feral Black gangs, once the food in the ruined cities runs out, will ALSO soon be scouring the woods. Fury states his case, but his conclusions are wrong: the real war is a war of ideologies. There’s nowhere to run.

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Although I’d love to be a positive voice promoting White history as noble and proud (inexorably linked with American history like DNA) I do have some Jewish blood, which means no Aryan Discounts for me. 😦 Maybe my role is to help divorce the legitimate and necessary Whiteness movement from the taint of goose-stepping morons.

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GTA IV. Graphics? Holy shit.

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The “Word-Maker”, a dedicated keyboard with tiny LCD screen, arrives Tuesday. It arrives on a day-off, hopefully early enough that I have time to get familiar with its controls. Like a recovering alkie, I’ve already admitted I have a problem. The internet to me is a fifth of Wild Turkey at the center of an AA circle.

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Man-made global warming is a religious belief, unsupported by factual evidence. Those that smirk at the priest’s sermon as being fiction are yet ready to throw away their freedoms because some asshole in a white lab-coat tells the biggest lies possible about the weather to win his government research grant. This is the folly of our age.

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Never invoke the gods unless you really want them to appear. It annoys them very much. –G.K. Chesterton

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