Posts Tagged ‘2015’

A brief spike in traffic

Wednesday, 14 February 2018

For 3 days running I had over 100 views to the site, akin to a miracle.  I’m not that interesting, so it must’ve all been for recent Jeopardy! contestant Rachel Lindgren.

It’s my duty to warn you thirsty nerds AGAIN that smart women are not a solution to anything and being a sapiosexual is a road to nowhere.  If she’s smart while you’re enamored (subtract 25 IQ points for each boob and asscheek) you’re in QUADRUPLE the danger of being manipulated.  Not that I overly give a shit what happens to you, you’re probably better off than me.

I believe this blog is now 10 or 11 years old, which means little because I rarely posted after 2009, was it?  It has brought me neither joy nor grief, certainly no money or gavina.  I don’t read my own shit so I’ve forgotten most of it, except to remember impassioned movie reviews about Batman (pointless) or politics (far more pointless) and cussing out my wage slave job while doing nothing to improve my lot in life.

Two things happened in the last 5 years which changed the entire arc of my  inclinations, I got out of the shit job and I “discovered” whores.  Also, my father died  at 73 of natural causes, if you count lung cancer as natural.

The whores saved my life.  Once I was getting laid fairly regularly all the Mysteries of Womanhood evaporated, which was bittersweet, but poetry is either written out of your system or it burns you from the inside out like drinking bleach.  Poetry IS drinking bleach, usually for the reader. 

The women’s humanity made me less of a misogynist, and it even seemed a few of them enjoyed the ride beyond getting paid.  (I haven’t been laid in over a year due to health problems so that’s on pause.)

I’m closer to 50 than 40 now.  I’m not better than I was in 2006, but like to think I’ve learned much the last 10 or 11 years.  I wouldn’t trade my scant “life’s work” of writing for falling in love.   

Here are the final lines from a long ago poem.

I know it’s coming, death or a balloon.

The slitted eyes of a petted cat.

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obozo: a mixed race between ignorance and evil

Friday, 27 November 2015

This post is not for obozo kool-aid slurpers.  Stupid can’t be fixed, so move along.

Sometimes it’s hard to discern the difference the two obozos: the batshit obozo with intellect ranging from idiot to ignoramus or muslim obozo who truly believes the bullshit he’s spouting.

Did you know the syrian “refugees” are just like the Pilgrims?

Sigh. One year and 2 months left of the kenyan muslim emperor’s reign of error.  A true case of, “This too shall pass.”

The grubers will next vote en masse for cankles the communist cuckold, but being ill-informed is what makes a gruber a gruber.  

 

 

 

These new federal regulations are so wonderful we’ll just sneak them past you during Thanksgiving

Monday, 23 November 2015

This story fell off Drudge before the day was over.

Obozo Quietly Releases Plans For 2,224 Regulations Ahead Of Thanksgiving

Really nothing new, the federal mafia passes new regs all the time, but since 2008, with an anti-American “president” running amok, the destruction has accelerated. The muslim turd will try to get as many laws passed that hinder, harass and weigh down the already-weak American economy.

Since the Donkey Party and RINOS think people live to serve the State and more and more government power is the answer to everything, why do they always quietly sneak this shit past us when no one is looking? You’d think they be CELEBRATING ALOUD.

 

There is such a thing as good government, accountable and existing with the consent of the governed. 

Right now we don’t have it.

More Than 1 In 4 Americans Believe Government Is The Enemy

It should be 4 out of 4.

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