The Coming Civil War Ain’t Coming
We are the righteous and the fools. We are those who dream of better and, like Ripley, cannot be fucked with because we can operate a giant robot forklift. We are the Ghostbusters, the Three Amigos, and The Expendables (minus Chuck Norris).
I Believe… [Lazy Gangsters]
I believe… that people pining on for the Old Vegas can’t be too horrified at random gun violence. Today’s gangsters are just too lazy to dig that hole in the desert.
And The End of the Democracy Will Come at the Hands of...Brett and Amy?
On Becoming Addicted to Misery and The Quest for Psychological Safety
“I’m being mugged” became “I was just mugged” which transformed into “I survived being mugged” to “Did I ever tell you about the time I was mugged?”
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 20, 2020
Fall is always in such a rush to get here. Spring refuses to leave. Summer is a fair-weather friend, and winter is a drunken old bastard with an axe to grind.
What A Ride
We are all just playing chess. On a roller coaster. In a hurricane. I don’t know what your plan is, but I want to enjoy as much of the ride as possible. Even if I lose a few pieces off the chess board, I guess it doesn’t matter as long as I can use my brain.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting | The Perks of Being a Slave
The Perks of Being a Slave | A Patriotic History Lesson
Optimism When Things are Easy is a Sham
Given the larger picture, belief in democracy is only slightly more delusional than the guy playing slots so he can pay his rent. The odds are astronomically against success and yet the choice to persevere is made.
I Believe… [Gambling Away Your Unemployment Check]
I believe… that if you use your unemployment money for entertainment instead of paying your bills, you’re a human shit nugget.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 13, 2020
The change of the seasons was far more enjoyable when I was younger. It meant a new school year, new clothes, new classes, new girlfriends. Now it means I have to put on more clothes to walk the dog.
Meet Me By The Sky | Poems
FUCK/MARRY/KILL-
For a total amount you talk
Unless violence swings on complete
Cock, we had better measure
Kiss with an element which exceeds
Morons deer games …
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting | Batman is the Night! Or Just Batman.
Bats don’t ride horses. I have a car.
Finding What Really Matters When It All Shifts for the Worse
The Vegas mid-day sky is strangely dark and slightly orange. The sun, ordinarily a blazing hot laser that has this amazing hostility in the desert, is muted. I can stare right at it and see it’s perfect circle. It is the stuff of a Ridley Scott dystopia.
I Believe… [Using Privilege While Fighting Privilege]
I believe… that White looters and antifa wannabes fighting against White privilege not being charged with obvious crimes they committed is kind of the most ironic use of White privilege. Ah, Paradox!
Blurring the Lines of Villainy
We love Walter White because we understand him even as we know that if he was a real person we’d want him imprisoned until the cancer ate him alive and as far away from us as possible. Harley Quinn is a blast unless she showed up at your kid’s birthday party and started swinging her anarchist giant croquet mallet into the faces of the screaming parents.
The Tone of the Exchange is the Music of the Moment
The dilemma is a lack of curiosity with a sense of cultural animosity as an obstacle. The best musicians see all music as worthy of study and appreciation. The musicians of note explore the music of everyone to find influences and include them into their own repertoire.
Notes from the Post-it Wall | Week of September 6, 2020
The seasonal change from summer to fall should depress you. It’s the sign that things are about to die. Leaves on the ground are the carcasses of nature’s annual genocide.
Systemic Homophobia: A Comparison
He just threw out things he had determined were homophobic without anything but his saying so as evidence. It was like he had a dartboard of society, tossed a dart, and whatever it landed on was that day’s new homophobic thing.
The Minutes of Our Last Meeting – McConnell’s Scaled Down Relief Bill
If your income is over $150k - A China Virus Swag Bag!
Setting Yourself Up for Crushing Disappointment
High expectations are a mistake.
How do you want to be defined? By one action? By some opinion that could evolve? By a mistake, regrettable only with hindsight? Or by the sum of your parts? Okay, do that for other people. Start the trend.