Thursday, September 25, 2008

The Bail Out is Bigger than the Universe is Old...

The Universe is thought to be 13.7 billion years old. That is $51.09 an Earth day - 13,221.60 an Earth year. That is classifiable as the lower-class of this nation. This bail out will murder the poor, decimate the middle class and even humble the upper-crust.

Chew on that fer a minute and tell me if this government is working!

Until the next fuzzy math lesson - take care

Friday, September 19, 2008

Republicans skirt the law again...

Palin attorney Thomas Van Flein argued Thursday that Todd Palin did not have to comply with a subpoena because Alaska state law bars ethics investigations of people running for elected office. Though the law appears to apply only to candidates for state office, a McCain-Palin spokesman said the subpoenas violate "the spirit of the law, if not the letter."

I'm sorry to the author, I don't remember who you are or who published it - but don't worry, no one reads my blog...

Read this - especially the last statement. Make you think (scream) WTF?!?!?!? Me too. First Bush and Cheney and their justices and their out of work aides set the bar by refusing subpoenas served in the investigation of the Supreme Justice firings. It seems the future republican wanna-be's are choosing to follow in suite and their "executive privilege" has not even begun. I'm just waiting for best friend Bush to step in and exonerate Sarah of all charges. Then have daddy rig the election for a third glorious time. Pretty much what is happening with the introduction of known-faulty electronic voting machines and databases.

Taking a step back, I am still in awe and want explanation of the statement, "the spirit of the law, if not the letter." I wonder, does the American government practice a looser law, in the "spirit of the law" of course, with their own - because every time I have ever stood before a judge, the prosecuting attorney was sure as hell practicing the "letter of the law"!

I wonder how even the most low-browed mongoloid mid-western right wing christian conservative could accept the elephant's attempt at nullifying the very constitution which made our country great. Is it your fear of the black man? Are you one of the ignorant who assume Sen. Obama is Muslim based on his appearance? Do you just like that pretty face and milf ass Sarah has in tow? Git yer head out yer ass and listen to the candidates, NOT THE COMMERCIALS! Make your own decision - don't ride on the coat-tails of yer daddy or your buddies.

This election needs to be about the economy and not the hype. Terrorism is not our biggest threat, but the failing economy. Unlike the great depression, when there was very little media available to the common folk, this depression (yes, it is - don't deny it)is saturated by government sympathetic news stations who control media ranging from television, radio to cell text and email - spinning the situation to make it look very much like all is well on the economic front. We are in a terrible depression. Even the moderately wealthy are finding themselves out of house and home in the paralyzing grip of this Bush / Cheney led economy.

McCain is not a bad person, just a bad presidential choice right now, as he has no clue what the common folk is feeling right now. His presidency would allow for a slightly better economy for the common folk and a superior economy for the super-rich. The conservative goal is to bully and buy the world, country by country and let the masses toil to provide their comfort.

Sen. Obama - well, could wanna take over the world too - I don't know. Hell, I want to take it over my self. Not enough money though. He, at least, and his party are adjusting the economy just so, to allow the less financially secure to keep and spend more of the money they earn. He aims to bring jobs back to America by taxing companies who outsource to other countries. So, when McCain's associates (lobbyists) say that Obama wants to raise taxes, they are correct. What they are not telling you is that it works in the favor of the middle and lower class. It only applies to those making over $169.480 a year (source: non-partisan tax analysis group / Channel 7 News, Denver).

As you can tell by my obvious bias, but truthful statements, I support Obama. I urge you to as well - if for no other reason, to get this economy back on track and make the American dollar a force to be reckoned with on the world market again. When America is 490 billion in debt and Iraq is 89 billion in surplus, America is not safe!!!

Register To Vote

Register please, if you haven't already.

Monday, September 8, 2008

The mind tastes like a monkey

Title isn't relevant! Let's go on an imaginary journey deep w/ in the universal cortex membrane, i.e. the mind, the head, the psyche... Inside the dark brine of your walnut-shell skull swirls a wondrous pool of forgotten fantasy. Do you remember being a child, by a ditch and a tree w/ a vine and thinking you were Indiana Jones swinging whip-first over the grand canyon? Remember your action figures and the elaborate fort a molded block of Styrofoam could provide? Of course I am speaking from the male-child's point of view - but, for you purdy gals poking yer nose into this perverse blog, remember the Strawberry Shortcake dream house and all those stinky lil' dolls inside??? It was your private wonderland.

The guts-o-this rant are gonna manifest as the loss of innocence. You ever wonder why there aren't more inventors? More mathematicians? More creative thinkers? What was going on in the Renascence? Where did all the masterful thinking come from? Its simple - we, as a species, see it necessary to breed out imagination at a young age because it is not conducive to the logical stream of life: school, career, money, money, money, marriage, children, death. Not very exciting, huh? But it has been time proven to get you through life. "Get you through life."? Is life something to merely "get through?" If you are a conservative, then, maybe. But, as an animal, as a species of this planet - we are to hunt, frolic, enjoy, provide benefit for and reap from the Earth's soil. We are not meant to be locked in a cubical, apartment, city block or any other confining structure, especially the skull. That gray-meat in the middle holds limitless open space beyond even our understanding of the universe outside of our planet. The only reason we ever feel "trapped", "stuck", "lost", "in a rut" or any other boundary-fast emotion is because we build a wall of safety, well established by our logical minds, to provide security in our every declining mental and social lives. As a species we are destroying ourselves by destroying the lines of communication between ourselves. As a species, we are worrying ourselves to death - and it is all on the account of dissolving the imagination and abandoning all right-brain activity.

|------[intermission - to be continued]------|

Monday, September 1, 2008

What a pussy hurricane!

I'm not there, but I'm just sayin' =/

Naw - truth be told, after Katrina the New Orleans has done what was necessary, which was over-react. No known fatalities so far, which is awesome. I think what happened, the evacuation process and all was orchestrated as it should have been with amazing results. Here's the problem: next time, no one will leave. Its back to business as usual for the gulf coast. I mean, hurricanes have been hitting that area for a very long time. Katrina was an exceptional storm and, unfortunately, no one could ever predict, in time, if a storm is gonna be a Katrina or a Gustav.

When I was a boy I was in Clearwater Fla. on vacation with the family when a hurricane, name unknown, came into the gulf. My family packed up and we headed back north with haste. Like all but 2 or 3 storms I have known have been, this one wasn't a huge thing to deal with.

The folk of Fla. got complacent and when hurricane Hugo moved through, they all got raped.

No point to this blog - just thinking.....

What wookies do in the woods.

I'll bet you all wondered about those hairy, nappy human-like creatures that seem to literally crawl outta the woods every year. Yes, I mean Wookies! Hippies, dreadies, wanna-be rasta's, bums - whatever you may call them, I'm-a tell you about one I got close to and how ugly that beast turned out to really be. By the way, tonight's drug of choice is Tylenol Cold PM and some beers. Very regrettably, I am not drinking my beloved Pabst Blue Ribbon beer because it has become too popular and my two favorite stores were out. I'm a lil' ill so I settled on Strohs. Pretty terrible tasting stuff.

Back to the story: My buddy of 5 years kinda fits into the wookie category in the fact that he had a big dreadlock jetting from his head like some long unpinched turd when I met him. He masks himself as a redneck now - but, much like you can't remove the trash from the trailer-park, you cannot, and I mean never, become not a wookie once you have lived in the woods for several years and eaten trash.

This weekend, I rode ma cycle up into the hills and scored a primo pay-camp spot (not my usual style, but...) on an over-booked labor day weekend. I knew my friend loved to fish the area and there were plenty of trails for his girl and I to hike so I invited them to come along. It was all excitement and grins at first - beers were drank - bowls were smoke - it was a regular hootenanny. Wookie went toward the river with fly rod in hand while his girl and I went off into the woods to get high. Nothing really out of the ordinary. I ran into my weird hill-jack friend Rev. Giddeon and filmed another rant of his. This time about recycling. The video is in limbo as it is held by an intermediary. When we returned to the river the wookie was just a raging douchebag screaming about how we just left him in the woods and how he climbed the mountain and heard it all. Heard everything. Being the generous fella I am I offered to smoke a bowl w/ him cause, it was his weed, you know. After that there was some ugliness about firewood, hired goons and who my boss is?!?!? I meditated my way through it.

Wookie and gal in tow went back down the hill in a drunken rampage. The gal and I have no bad blood. The wookie has grunted himself outta a friendship. '

Great weekend, huh?