Things of that nature
Tap tap tap in the USA
And the universality of porn in our sight and support those agendas.
speaking plainly
let us be honest. the human race is unconscionably stupid and cowardly. it coagulates into little comforting cliques that seem to provide a kind of temporary buffer against the realities of life, but ultimately fail, forced to yield to harsh evidence which is neither comforting or even remotely salvific. we ought to regard religion as a childish fixation on any number of wish-fulfillment fantasies and psychological placebos which ultimately prove to wield more powers of destruction than those of healing. I equate religion with delusion, with paranoia, with unreason, with a childish insistence of holding onto wholly absurd fictions; the extreme tragedy is that supposed “grown adults” persist in propounding ideologies based upon these same lurid yarns, and dupe young uninitiated youths into buying them. They then grow up to be the same paranoiac, neurotic, psychotic membots who somehow are able to hold enough to sway to influence public policy, and to play a major role in politics.
How does this happen? How is it that even with all we know about smoking I see plenty of “youth” sucking on cancer sticks, apparently convinced that their unwitting conformance to a desperate corporate ploy is some form of “rebellion.” Shit. Rebellion is co-opted before a child hits their teens. What IS hip? What de man says it is.
The New Testament’s Jeshua says something about “rendering unto Caesar what is Caesar’s….” Okay. Why don’t Churches therefore pay taxes? The state levies them upon individual citizens, why, therefore, not on the churches, who, through the wisdom of their fancied stick figure savior advises them to “render onto…”? Where does stickman ever say, “oh, be a tax exempt entity and feed off of the state like a good cult should….” To pay taxes would be the first step towards a a semblance of credibility for these socially sanctioned cults, call them group fetishes, cliques, “special interest groups,” etc. Not that such a cultish persistence of absurdities ought to be sanctioned or subsidized at all. The fact that they exist at all is testament, if you will, of the cowering nature of humanity, it’s weakness and subservience to whatever wretched being or entity that promises a “happy ending” to “believers” and eternal damnation to the rest of humanity who are not sufficiently deluded.
Let us grow the fuck up. Grow a pair of cerebral lobes with strength enough to eschew fear-based (not so-called “faith based”) cults and their accompanying arrays of lies and stupidities. Recognize that the “President” of this wretched state is an abject moron and the policies of his “administration” equally moronic, but certainly not “ha-ha” funny, but rather tragically, comically, deadly and serious. And the media are the lapdogs of this horrific state of affairs.
fuck it. bring back the “fairness doctrine.” AM radio membots are quaking in their civilian boots over the prospect of this little “policy” coming back, seeking to introduce a little intellectual parity to the “airwaves,” which, at least on the Amplitude Modulation frequency are all too fecund with right wing cheerleaders and religious sycophants and paranoiacs.
Hazardous meat
Whenever what remnant of a superego (in the Freudian sense) exists within me chides and berates me for continuing to produce a steady stream of puerile, kitschy, double-entendre laden sound clips, I am comforted by the ever wise id/ego who reminds me to take a look at the world around me and see that it’s non-stop malaise and cruel political farces are far more puerile than anything I could possibly create. And in fact, I use the world’s media for the bulk of my material.
Hazardous meat? Isn’t that redundant? Oh yes, I must inform you that I reject the term “meat.” There is no such thing. I call them “dead animals.” You might call them “lunch.” But I wouldn’t.
the immensity of it
Hmmm. 4000. 4.00. Hmmmm.
Aztec sex in the parking lot
ah yes. and Bob gives thanks and encourages bibulosity and general debauchery. And Jack Webb is looking for Tom Petty to tell him he doesn’t have to live like a refugee. And the latest “free” release by Nine Inch Nails? Worth every penny. Talk about a waste of Adrian Belew’s considerable talent. Oh well, the packaging is real pretty and stuff….
power sneeze
The United States of America stuck in a toilet for how many years? five? six? I guess it depends upon when one begins counting, how far back one trawls through U.S. history. We need a power sneeze and national enema of immense magnitude to gain some clarity, you know, get the cabeza out of the culo…..
…”that lifestyle”
tree hugger, queer or assassin for hire? which is the more honorable? which would you rather be? or maybe a condescending yet brainless membotic televangelist? who do you want to be today?
sibilant fictions, so deep
Coke Time
Issue the plastic
Brain Awareness Weak
And rehashing crap. What writers are good at. Pay them more, more, more. Royalties on crap. Compare with turd polishing.
we need to evolve
Jerk and Spit
Clean and jerk? Or Jerk and Clean? New sitcom, maybe? Spit or swallow? And/or? Partial spit, partial swallow? Enough of this, though. Enjoy your spermon; raise your hands in the air and beat your thighs black and blue with that tambourine. Foam at the mouth if you need to. Histrionics and going into psychotic states is a good substitute for critical thinking. Spazzing out removeth all doubt, at least during the period of psychosis.
no, it’s okay – I’m having fun
Yeah, but we sure as hell ain’t….
no matter
I keep us WEAK
You DO know cult
Boys and girls, can you say extinction? Good! Can you say anachronistic? Good. How about Out of Touch? Excellent. Dodo is proud of you.
Please, please, NO!
Ya musta been an ugly baby
Who is this Buttars clown of the Senate Utah? When, oh when will all the bigots, racists, homophobes, xenophobes and just plain morons die off? We may take comfort that they will not live forever, but then express some chagrin at how they seem to indoctrinate the youth to take their foul place, just like cigarette companies never seem to run out of victims, er, customers.
And troglodyte bigots like Buttars don’t even have the sense to exercise any degree of decorum or discretion. They just out themselves as the miserable fucks they are with their (presumably impulsive) idiotic statements. Well, I got news for you, brother Buttars, I seen your picture, and let me tell you something – you are one butt-ugly motherfucker. So nauseating is your grinch-like puss that I wouldn’t even put it on this website. And I’ve got some hideous dogs on this here site!
Oh, BTW, there’s a cover of the Lost In Space theme song–from season One, mind you–the one that the producers discovered the general population couldn’t hum and so they changed it to a much more “user friendly” (and hummable, albeit forgettable) ditty.
Ethnic Physics
Excerpts from the “end of faith,” and “Bugsy.” Add reverb and chill.
Cheapest Trick
HeavyConfetti
- Latcho Drom August 29, 2010
- Track Listing for “The State of Things” Album August 21, 2010
- Changes, future August 17, 2010
- The State of the State of Things June 21, 2010
- Working Three Tracks June 12, 2010
- the state of things without and around us June 8, 2010
- Long time no post…Three cuts from Phronemophobia April 17, 2010
- Kill Television! December 24, 2009
- The Cut of Your Gib October 25, 2009
- Don’t Blame Me October 25, 2009
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