I was fourteen when I fell in love with GWAR. That was a long time ago, I hate to say it was a lifetime ago. The music was a constant in my life. They are the only band I've gotten into fights over. I even went to jail over them once. We GWAR fans are fanatics, make no mistake. Being that as it is, yesterday was a tragic days for those of us who loved not only GWAR but DBX and SLAVE PIT TV as well. Yesterday, Dave Brockie died. He was only 50.
Over the years I have heard many rumors about Dave Brockie and in part I came here to dispel the stupider of them. I have decided not to. I think Dave would have liked it better to have everyone think that he was whatever the fuck they think he was. And if he wouldn't have, Oderus would have. I will say that the man was a genius poet regardless of what the myopic masses think, their vision pressed too firmly to the frontlines to see where the truth lives in the middle. Also, he was and will remain the most innovative artist of my generation. My parents had KISS and we had GWAR.
How did he die?
How the fuck do you think he died? Probably with a needle in his arm or a dollar bill up nose, both full of some illicit substance, searching for his lost guitar amongst the fodder of numerous forgotten debauch. I only hope some cocksucker didn't sell him a hot shot. Anyone who can find pictures of the genius's corpse should post them all over the internet forthwith. Normally I wouldn't say something like this, but once again, I'm sure Dave would have wanted it that way. He was a pretty limitless guy. He represented the destruction of puritanical views. I like that. There's nothing quite as pathetic or hypocritical as living like a fucking puritan and Dave Brockie make a killing from taking a giant shit all over that life.
At the end of the day, he had more balls than you, and that is why his death should be written about time and time again. Even Christ would agree: "Dave could have done it better."
Farewell, King Queen. You will be missed. Enjoy the Great Krak-Down in the Sky.
Tuesday, March 25, 2014
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Thursday, March 13, 2014
The Era of the Facebook Reactionary
These days, everyone is a political pundit. For the past four years Facebook has been rife with would-be Hunter S. Thompsons posting poorly written expositions about pols that serve more to polarize the nation than anything else. Partisanship bred of half-literate internet trolls divides the nation further than Fox News and MSNBC and hammers home the goal of the government; to stultify civilian progress. In the scramble to sound smart, people alienate and insult one another. This doesn't help.
These individuals think they're doing something good, but they never stop to ask themselves: what is the goal? Is it to spread awareness or to proselytize? Or is it just prideful banter, small people straining to sound intelligent, usually fucking up the facts and confusing people? These wannabe reporters get it wrong but no one bothers to check their facts and soon this speculative fiction will be known as the facts much the same as Ebonics has made a place for itself into newer editions of the dictionary. Just as those jumbles are not words the spittle is not factual.
It is gossip and dubious babble at best and at its worst it causes an epidemic of self-righteous stupidity. People talk of Obama, thanks to the internet, as if he is the first president to cause the economic problems of today. Far from it. None of today's problems are new. They are just versions of the same old bullshit--World Police 7.0 or The Grapes of Wrath 2014. We have been feuding with the Middle East, vying for oil profits since the late 1940's. Our World Police action started the moment we got involved in World War One, taking until World War Two to mature. The Treasury Department has had its hand in raping economic profits and controlling both opinion and action since 1901, maturing fully with the Prohibition. Businessmen have been wasting goods that could go to feed the needy since farming became a for-profit enterprise. Obviously neither Obama, Bush, or that earlier devil, Nixon, held the presidency during these eras.
Getting personal:
Your vote has not counted since the nineteenth century, when politicians decided that you were too stupid to vote for yourselves and created the Electoral College. And that is really why the EC came to be, even though it is written that the "average person is not well-enough informed" to vote for themselves. Translation: "Shitkicking Farmer Joes don't know jack about how government works--let's just allow them to keep thinking it matters when they hit the ballot box."
Upton Sinclaire had a lot to say about poor work conditions and poor pay in his book The Jungle, which told the story of the Chicago Stockyards in a time before child labor laws or health standards. I could go on, but brevity is the name of the game in these days of ADHD. Anyone who wants more facts can use the internet to find them if they care to.
All government here, overseas, and everywhere else is, always has been, and always will be nothing more than a gigantic piss-take. It's a mirage. An unfair game in which a group of like-minded, nepotism-placed used car salesmen vie for power and favor and money. The big names have been at the top since the start and even though they let the occasional newcomer like Obama through the door to throw the public off their fetid stench, the rules are really being made by names like Rockefeller and Rothschild. The general public really doesn't even know who the true leaders of the "free" world are or where they sit because the general public never sees them, and the general public never will.
It is better this way. This way, the true bastards of the game are never seen or held accountable for anything. The Congress, who really do nothing aside from stamp papers they don't even read, never minding the fact that these papers are new laws, can only be blamed for laziness and carelessness. The President doesn't even know what fucking day it is. Everything he says is written for him. The people you want to blame, the ones who are really ruining everything are almost impossible to find. For them, it is better this way. You cannot kill an illusion.
If you're going to post lengthy "comments" about the power struggle, know why you're doing it. It is, after all, not all bad. Sometimes, you folks actually catch a break and mass-gripe about a real issue,(and no, it isn't Health Care. Sorry, but that, like Gun Control and Abortion, is a cunt's issue) causing the Elite to back off and not mass-exterminate in order to meet their 500,000,000 total population mark. Just take care not to further the polarization. Once you start losing friends and calling everyone a motherfucker, you chalk up a loss for yourself and a win for J.P. Fatback.
These individuals think they're doing something good, but they never stop to ask themselves: what is the goal? Is it to spread awareness or to proselytize? Or is it just prideful banter, small people straining to sound intelligent, usually fucking up the facts and confusing people? These wannabe reporters get it wrong but no one bothers to check their facts and soon this speculative fiction will be known as the facts much the same as Ebonics has made a place for itself into newer editions of the dictionary. Just as those jumbles are not words the spittle is not factual.
It is gossip and dubious babble at best and at its worst it causes an epidemic of self-righteous stupidity. People talk of Obama, thanks to the internet, as if he is the first president to cause the economic problems of today. Far from it. None of today's problems are new. They are just versions of the same old bullshit--World Police 7.0 or The Grapes of Wrath 2014. We have been feuding with the Middle East, vying for oil profits since the late 1940's. Our World Police action started the moment we got involved in World War One, taking until World War Two to mature. The Treasury Department has had its hand in raping economic profits and controlling both opinion and action since 1901, maturing fully with the Prohibition. Businessmen have been wasting goods that could go to feed the needy since farming became a for-profit enterprise. Obviously neither Obama, Bush, or that earlier devil, Nixon, held the presidency during these eras.
Getting personal:
Your vote has not counted since the nineteenth century, when politicians decided that you were too stupid to vote for yourselves and created the Electoral College. And that is really why the EC came to be, even though it is written that the "average person is not well-enough informed" to vote for themselves. Translation: "Shitkicking Farmer Joes don't know jack about how government works--let's just allow them to keep thinking it matters when they hit the ballot box."
Upton Sinclaire had a lot to say about poor work conditions and poor pay in his book The Jungle, which told the story of the Chicago Stockyards in a time before child labor laws or health standards. I could go on, but brevity is the name of the game in these days of ADHD. Anyone who wants more facts can use the internet to find them if they care to.
All government here, overseas, and everywhere else is, always has been, and always will be nothing more than a gigantic piss-take. It's a mirage. An unfair game in which a group of like-minded, nepotism-placed used car salesmen vie for power and favor and money. The big names have been at the top since the start and even though they let the occasional newcomer like Obama through the door to throw the public off their fetid stench, the rules are really being made by names like Rockefeller and Rothschild. The general public really doesn't even know who the true leaders of the "free" world are or where they sit because the general public never sees them, and the general public never will.
It is better this way. This way, the true bastards of the game are never seen or held accountable for anything. The Congress, who really do nothing aside from stamp papers they don't even read, never minding the fact that these papers are new laws, can only be blamed for laziness and carelessness. The President doesn't even know what fucking day it is. Everything he says is written for him. The people you want to blame, the ones who are really ruining everything are almost impossible to find. For them, it is better this way. You cannot kill an illusion.
If you're going to post lengthy "comments" about the power struggle, know why you're doing it. It is, after all, not all bad. Sometimes, you folks actually catch a break and mass-gripe about a real issue,(and no, it isn't Health Care. Sorry, but that, like Gun Control and Abortion, is a cunt's issue) causing the Elite to back off and not mass-exterminate in order to meet their 500,000,000 total population mark. Just take care not to further the polarization. Once you start losing friends and calling everyone a motherfucker, you chalk up a loss for yourself and a win for J.P. Fatback.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
'Beetus Burger with a side of Bypass Fries
I wrote this to Bruni a moment ago. You recall last week I spoke of him dying. I know many other diabetics who are killing themselves slowly, and not with cigarettes, booze, or drugs, but with fucking food.
"Seems to me diabetics are food junkies, with the same yen for food that other junkies have for poison. No one seems to realize that food is just as deadly. Just because there's not a commercial for it doesn't make it any less bad.
"CHEESEBURGERS ARE BULLIES.
"Wouldn't that make an excellent commercial? Catching a beat down from the Golden Arches? Mayor McCheese slipping himself like a velveteen lover into your palms? Or better, one of those "I'm dead now" commercials that have become so popular being that anyone who remembers Yul Brenner is dead, but for high-cholesterol foods. It's funny to me how media still thinks anyone gives a shit. People don't continue smoking or drinking or drugging or gorging just because they don't know it is bad. They do it because they know and don't give a fuck. I mean, YOLO man, YOLO."
Begs a question, doesn't it? Why isn't there a media frenzy over gluttony? It is perfectly fine to feed ourselves and our children 20,000 calorie EnormoBurgers with a side of Bypass Fries at McInsulin's or Fatfuck's House of High Blood Pressure. Come on down to Artery King and Die Your Way! Try the new bread-and cheese-block 600 cheeser at Greasies! Load yourself up on fatty shit until your sweat is thick enough to aid in baking cookies. Squeeze your arm note the lard the consistency of toothpaste oozing out of gaping pores. Uses: Baking, Frying, Masturbatory Lubricant. My child has pink lungs and a heart that looks like a Grade Q cut of steak, something with a count like 22/78 instead of the other way around. Adults who have never smoked a cigarette or touched a drink but still can't put their clothes on without panting like a hound on a hot summer's day. Certain foods do this to people, so why isn't there a scream happening? Where's the TRUTH commercial for this?
Indulgence causes disease. Decadence. Period. There's no difference between one set of indulgences or another. Drinking 60 glasses of water a day can kill you.
The next time you see a fat fuck proselytizing about the dangers of smoking or drinking, refer their gelatinous ass here. I've got some fun facts for them, and am preparing a course on ways around the 1800 calorie-a-day diabetic diet. It involves a FlexPen and four times the normal amount of insulin. And if you think that will kill a person outright, I've got a few folks I'd like you to meet. The point is nobody gives a fuck, which is fine with me, so can someone please tell the goddamn hippies in the media to get their stupid commercials off my prime time? Cable costs way too much to have my ears and eyes raped by images of people with half their faces cut off because they smoked cigarettes. I'd like to tell those fucks that my grandmother smoked four packs a day, drank like a sailor and ate bucketloads of pills and lived to be a ripe old and decent looking 86 years old. Put that in dredlock, hippie.
Until next time. Enjoy that sextuple cheeseburger, and don't forget to wash it down with whiskey and OC.
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