Thoughtless for the Day

Saturday, January 22nd

Super Sabado Gigante Edition


Well, I certainly picked the shittiest week possible in which to get a
sinus infection.

Not only did I miss out on playing at the Alan Mann memorial show, but
there was actual news happening on which I could've commented on daily -
perhaps in some sort of "blog" format. OK, let's recap some recent big
events:

Professional turd Charles Grainer was convicted of torturing prisons at
Abu Ghraib. Fortunately the Army judges where able to see through Chuck's
cleaver plan of studying Arab culture, purchasing 200 black hoods, conning
Army Intelligence officers into appearing alongside him in photographs of
the abuse, and forging Donald Rumsfeld's name on documents which approved
the use of torture
.

condi1 (16k image)Barbara Billingsley photo-negative Condoleezza Rice was unable, during her
Senate confirmation hearing, to provide an accurate number of Iraqi forces
who have been trained and are ready to replace US servicemen. That
number could be 120,000 (according to Rice), 4,000 (according to Sen. Joe
Bidden), or 3 guys just outside of Tikrit armed with baseball bats
(according to people who have actually attempted to train Iraqi forces).

Indecently, the above marks the only know paragraph concerning Dr. Rice
which does not include the word "cunt". Looks like I'll be getting that
Pulitzer after all.

In the middle of the week, residents of the greater Boston area (Another
first! Using "greater" and "Boston" in the same sentence) were told to be
on the look out for either four Chinese Nationals or Ten Chinese Nationals
or Seven Chinese Brothers who may, or may not, be terrorists and who may,
or may not, have entered the US by way of the Mexican border (the most
porous substance know to man).

The issue of border security has always been of great interest to me,
mainly because it's one of those areas in which most of the "experts" have
their heads planted completely up their asses.

Right Wingers may, on occasion, get all fired up about locking down our
Southern border (although you would think that they'd be more concerned
about the Canadians whom they view as an entire nation of pot-smoking
Socialists who are too busy protecting their natural resources to get
around to passing some decent anti-homo legislation), but they'll never
another foot of barbed-wire stretched across the Rio Grande as long as
George Bush is President.

Too many contributors to Bush "re"election want nannies and gardeners
who'll work for 25 cents a day and, until W. succeeds in his goal of
reducing our economy to rubble, those workers will have to come from
Mexico.

Leftists (who have the annoying habit of pronouncing Mexico as
"Meh-ee-koe") are so hung up on multiculturalism that they'll let any group
come streaming into the country unchecked as long as they wear brightly
colored, beaded, clothing and have at least one traditional dish that
causes explosive diarrhea.

What my fellow Leftists fail to understand is that Mexicans are, as a
group, more conservative than a Baptist tent meeting. I know; I've watched
hours and hours of Super Sabado Gigante. Hey, I haven't spent half my life
trying to get "In God We Trust" taken off of our money just to wake up one
day and find it replaced with the Virgin Mother of Guadalupe.

Is there a solution that will satisfy both the Left and the Right? No, but
there is a solution that'll make the American working class, the Mexican
poor, and me happy. That solution is to make US trade with Mexico
contingent on Mexico's agreement to pursue economic policies that shift
a greater share of that countries wealth into the hands of its poor. Face
it, you could build a 200 foot tall electrified wall along the US/Mexico
border and have it patrolled by laser cannon wielding werewolves and poor
Mexicans would still sneak into the USA if it were the only way that they
could be assured of feeding their families.

Mexico is home to more millionaires than any other country in Central or
South America, so some part of their economy must be productive. If that
cash were spread around a little more evenly, thus removing the incentive
for Mexicans to come to America to earn a living, we wouldn't have 3
million people with the surname of Rodriguez slipping into our country
every year. It might also make it a little easier to spot ten Chinese guys
trying to sneak into Texas while lugging a refrigerator sized box that
reads "Plutonium: This end up."

horns1 (26k image)On Thursday the mildly-retarded son of the adulterous former head of the
Secret Police was sworn in as the leader of the Free World. Mr. Bush's
inaugural address was filled with references to defeating tyranny and
bringing democracy to the furthest corners of the world.

In other word; "We're going to invade Iran."

The inauguration was also memorial for the entire Bush family taking a few
minutes to salute their dark, Norwegian, master. I almost don't have the heart
to tell W. that those horns also stand for "cuckold".

Bush later swung by a few galas, but was still able to be back at the White
House, and awaiting detailed instructions from Israel, by 10:00 PM.


But last week's big story, as far as the local ABC affiliate was concerned,
was the IGGLES!

Yes, I know that, in the past, I've gone on ad nauseum about Channel Six
Action News' (the station, which I recently learned, inspired the film
Anchorman) pitiful track record of covering important events, but
last Monday they managed to top themselves.

During the half hour noon news cast, over seven minutes were devoted
to the IGGLES and I have the pictures to prove it. Three-and-a-half minutes
were devoted to a piece about Martin Luther King Day, and a little over one
minute's coverage was given to six deaths in Iraq. This means that the
IGGLES are twice as important as the greatest American of all time and
seven times as important as the war in Iraq. Thank you WPVI for helping me
get my priorities straight.

By the way, the fourth story on Channel Six's parade of the inane was an
obviously government-prepared segment about teenage drinking. Look, if
you're just going to parrot the government, at least have the decency to
change your name to Al Jazeera…or FOX News.



The ancient Greek word of the day is:
polemoj - war

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
then you need to go here
and download the SPIONIC font for either MAC or PC. Dude.



The Latin word of the day is:
bellum - war







Rodney on 01.22.05 @ 04:49 PM EST [link] [No Comments]


Tuesday, January 18th

Ice Cube is Down with the PG


Newsflash: PASS on the Radio Tonight (01/18/05)


Patriots Against Senator Santorum
will be featured tonight at 10:00 pm on the "The Live Mike" hosted by Mike
Romigh (KDKA Radio in Pittsburgh). According to Mike, the station can be
heard in over 38 states.

icecube (22k image)I've always been intrigued by how one thought naturally leads into another.
For example, a few nights ago I was watching TV when I saw an ad for one of
those "the whole family will enjoy this insipid comedy from the producers
of some other total shit" flicks. What sets this movie apart from the other
celluloid atrocities current lowering the collective IQs of America's young
is that it stars former NWA member Ice Cube.

One of the things that you have to love about Capitalism is its ability to
co-opt any sub-culture no matter how radical. The man who once told us all
to "Fuck the police" is now appearing in a film that's so
sugar-coated diabetics have be warned to stay at least six blocks away from
theaters show it.

Hey, I've read The Conquest of Cool, so I should've seen this
coming. After all, somebody is making major bank from those Che Guevara
t-shirts and Courtney Love just approved Fruity Nirvana Breakfast
Cereal
. Still, I couldn't help but thing "Isn't this the kind of
shit-film that Sinbad used to make?"


And that go me thinking about one of the turning points of my life.
A little encounter that I like to call "The Sinbad Incident."

About 15 years ago, I was paying for some food at the supermarket when
the checkout girl looked at the clock on the way and said "I'd better get
home in time to catch Sinbad's HBO special."

"Why?" was all I could manage to wring from my shocked mind.

"Because he's funny."

"No he isn't." I had crawled back into the world of the living and set
about explaining the myriad of reasons why SINBAD IS NOT AND WILL NEVER
BE FUNNY.

"Yeah, I guess you're right. He's not funny" the girl said after a few
moments reflection.

"I'm glad I could be of help."

"But I'm still gonna watch him tonight."

"But we've just established that SINBAD IS NOT AND WILL NEVER BE FUNNY."

"Yeah, but he makes me laugh."

You see, some people - even when presented with overwhelming evidence to
the contrary - will hang on to their current belief system. A perfect
example of this would be the War in Iraq. It's been proven beyond a shadow
of a doubt that Saddam possessed no Weapons of Mass Destruction and had no
substinative links to al Qaeda., yet not one week goes by during which I
don't hear some old hillbilly rant about how the war is "payback for what
them Iraqis did to us on 9/11."

Another good example would be all those kids from MoveOn.Org who supported
John Kerry because they were against the War.

"But JOHN KERRY VOTED FOR THE WAR!" I'd scream at them before reminding
them of Kerry's support for The Patriot Act and No Child Left Behind.

"Yeah, but I'm against those things so I'm gonna vote for Kerry. Maybe he
can get Sinbad to perform at his inauguration."

I don't ask for much (because I ask for a lot), but I pray daily to
Dionysus that should I ever be presented with evidence that contradicts
a long-held opinion of mine I'll have the courage to not to dismiss it.



The ancient Greek word of the day is:
prattw - to do, carry out

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
then you need to go here
and download the SPIONIC font for either MAC or PC. Dude.



The Latin word of the day is:
virgo - girl





Rodney on 01.18.05 @ 03:03 PM EST [link] [17 Comments]


Monday, January 17th

Who's your omnipotent daddy?


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Bernard… Bernard… Bernard…

Bernard, I want you to know... that I try. When Jean and the kids at the
school
tell me that I'm supposed to control my violent temper, and be
passive and nonviolent like they are, I try. I really try. When they remind
me that Lisa Whelchel (AKA TV's Blair) is just a washed-up former child
actress with some harmless (unless you happen to be a child with an
aversion to Hot Sauce and poop-filled brownies or one of the dozen or so
"Godless native jigaboos" who are currently locked in Blair's basement
until they "accept the love of Christ"), though admittedly bizarre,
religious beliefs, I try my best to remember that.

Bernard, I want you to know... that I try.

Though when I see this e-letters... like the one below... and I think of
the number of years that my readers are going to have to carry it in their
memories... the savagery of this idiotic babble ... I just go BERSERK!




January 2005 E-Letter

Happy New Year!

Having completed all of Beth Moore's Bible Studies [And accompanying
coloring book]
I was forced [at gunpoint into the trunk of my
car]
to find a new Bible study last month. I discovered T.W. ["Tighty
Whitey"?]
Hunt
's study on "Disciple's Prayer Life" and have thoroughly
enjoyed it! One of the exercises he suggested was to personalize Psalm 23rd
from your own personal perspective [As opposed to personalizing it from
SOMEONE ELSE'S PERSPCTIVE?]
using the relationship you identified as
your unique relationship with God. As a shepherd, David could readily
relate to God as one of His sheep. [WTPFMP-FB? Who, in Hubbard's name,
is David and how did he line up that sweet gig as a shepherd? If there is
a God, do you think he'd rather have us think of ourselves as sheep or as
human beings?]
We were asked to think of the relationship we most
readily relate to God in our own lives. In my case, I find myself most
often coming as an "empty vessel" to God as my "Source," [Paging Dr.
Freud. Dr. Sigmund Freud to the white courtesy phone]
so this is how
my personal Psalm came out.

[Remember that part in The Magic Christian where Guy Grand
comes with the idea "The Bible, can you make it better?" Ladies and Germs,
Life is about to imitate Art]


Personal Psalm 23 - Empty Vessel to Source

The Lord is my Source;
I shall not rely on myself. [Normally, I'd make some snide remark about
self-reliance but I've seen Blair's acting, so I'm forces to agree with her
on this one]

He leads me to empty myself out before Him; [Heaven adopted a
drug-testing policy roughly four years ago. A urine sample is now required
to get in]

He makes me clean because of His blood. [That's just wrong]
He restores the gifts within me;
He leads me to be filled with His Spirit. [Too easy]
Yes, though I walk through impossible situations,
I will not be afraid; I will choose to believe.
I will put my trust in Your power and mercy.
You prepare eternal work for me to do;
You anoint me for the task;
Your glory flows in and through me!
Surely, Your name will be praised forever,
And I will humbly cast my crown [?] at Your feet in worship!

When I posted this paraphrase in one of my journal entries I encouraged my
cyber friends to come up with their own personal Psalms. [And I
encourage all of you, my cyber friends, to do the same]
Many were sent
to me but I was struck with how often we as women relate most readily to
God as Father. [Warning: YOU ARE ABOUT TO EXPERIENCE THAT "CREEPY
JANITOR" FEELING]
This inspired me to write another personal Psalm 23
with this particularly special relationship in mind.

Personal Psalm 23 - Little Girl to Daddy

The Lord is my Daddy,[You have to give God credit. In less than 3,000
years he's morphed from an angry, vengeful deity who smote babies for
having colic, slayed first-born males, drowned almost the entire human
race, and had non-consensual sex with a virgin to being Blair's daddy. God
has reinvented himself more times than David Bowie]

I will be loved and adored.
I crawl up into His lap [*shudder*]
and am safely wrapped in His arms.

I lay my head against His heart
and find rest for my mind, body & soul.
I learn to trust.
I take His hand; He holds mine
and we walk together through my life.

Surely, I will face fear, hurt,
disappointment and loss, [Translation: My agent doesn't return my
calls]

but You are bigger than any
ugly monster hiding under my bed. [INSERT GRATUITUS PENIS JOKE HERE]
I will not be afraid of the Dark,
because You are the Light.

I don't even think about tomorrow,
what I will eat, wear, or where I will live
because You are my Abba [Abigail, Anya, Bjorn, and…Benny?]
I don't need to worry;
You will take good care of me -
I am your little girl!

You are the Father of my future
and You have blessings and hope planned for me
You enjoy giving me good gifts.
I make You smile when I dance [Ah, yeah. Dance for daddy]
with giddy thanksgiving in Your presence.

Whether you had a wonderful relationship with your Father growing up or
not, it is never too late to have that special bond with your Father in
Heaven, Daddy God. He adores His little girls (and little boys!) [Like
a cosmic Michael Jackson]


My prayers for you to enjoy this and so much more in 2005,

Lisa



The ancient Greek word of the day is:
radioj - easy.

If the above word looks like ippojshit to you,
then you need to go here
and download the SPIONIC font for either MAC or PC. Dude.



The Latin word of the day is:
abbas - abbot





Rodney on 01.17.05 @ 10:18 AM EST [link] [18 Comments]




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