...or I might just stay off the sauce for a while. lol
A Moment of Balls: The Sappers
I've just reached the point in Breaking Bad where Mr White reaches his turning point--what Sappers call degrading an enemy's capacity for resistance, and what I call giving the finger to assholes who go around treating everyone like shit.
For those who have dealt with assholes in the past, this scene is particularly satisfying.
For those who like setting assholes straight in really dramatic ways, the US Army Sappers do this kind of shit all day long. They are combat engineers who specialize in cornholing the enemy in ways they never expected. In my opinion, their motto should be:
HOW THE HELL DID THAT HAPPEN?
https://www.army.mil/sapper/
Live Organ Transplants Are Now A Thing
I HOPE MONTY PYTHON IS WATCHING.
I BET THE PATIENT HAS NO IDEA
WHERE THE ORGAN CAME FROM.
FORTUNATELY, I HAVE A VIDEO
OF THE ORGAN DONATION BELOW.
Blood Drive Targets Drug Addicts To Donate
BLEED FOR WEED
Blood banks have decided that targeting drug addicts is a good idea to preserve the quality of blood being donated, and because they seem to be used to needles and don't care.
The Bleed for Weed campaign is trading drugs for addicts' blood--so if you are an AIDS patient short on cash, have more diseases than a rabid bat moonlighting as an assistant crack whore, and have a massive drug addiction you'd like a fix for, stop on by the Bleed for Weed bloodmobile, and trade a pint of red for a bunch of free drugs, and then get fucked up hoping whoever gets your blood did something really fuckin evil to deserve it.
Karl Pilkington: The Most Amusing Moron Who Ever Lived
Karl Pilkington is a constant flow of the most accidentally entertaining statements I have ever heard in my life, it's all FREE on youtube, and none of it will cost you a dime.
If you have not experienced Karl,
you are letting the best in life pass you by!
Cthulhu: Fuck YouTube--it got published anyway. :)
The ones who tried to prevent me
from publishing this can eat a dick.
It got published anyway, didn't it?
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Nuclear War LITERALLY On A "Hair-Trigger"
The US has put a fleet of ICBMs on a "Hair-Trigger Alert"--meaning they're ready to fly at a moment's notice. Everything points to an imminent nuclear war. Putin is not backing down, and neither is the Western world. Putin has just scrambled 300,000 more soldiers, and been giving Kim Jung Un the ballistics to pair with his warheads, so now KJU is an imminent threat as well. China is just waiting for the perfect moment to take Taiwan, and 90% of the world's computer chip production with it. The right moment would seem when we're overburdened defending NATO and Gaza, making a third front less likely and less dangerous for them to pounce on Taiwan.
Nuclear war is literally on a hair trigger--but what would it look like for YOU personally? It's a hard thing to imagine, and so there have been a million videos made over the decades, trying to give people an visual aide to enhance their understanding.
Church Life, Safety, and the Irrelevance of Doctrine
I just had a line of thinking about church life that makes me want to bite my fist, for reasons that will be obvious to anyone who I've discussed the subject with for many years.
There is one major feature of church life that removes an enormous problem out of social life, and I think I've missed that because I don't have a social life. I'm not married, have no kids, my relatives are traitors and I don't interact with them, and most all my friends I interact with online these days. I have a wealth of friends, but as we get older, seeing them every day becomes less important. It's all a gigantic blank in my life, but it's something everyone else has. I also consider that the arguments I have set forth, are usually the kind that are not taught by anyone but our parents, because they involved personal safety matters that are exposed by that conversation, and handed down from generation to generation, with the accumulated wisdom of our ancestors. I didn't have that either, and had to figure all this shit out for myself. It takes a lot longer when you do not have help.
There is one function that is critical that has nothing to do with any other feature of church life--you could take religion entirely out of the church, and if all the social relationships remained the same, it would still serve the same function, and that function cannot be dispensed with.
The function I'm talking about is reputation. When we are involved with other people, marriage, kids, family, in-laws, friends and community, etc.--people all do a lot of talking to eachother about eachother. That is immutable, it's always going to be that way. Whether out of competition, or dishonesty, or manipulation, or just plain being evil, or even by accident through faulty communication, a rumor can easily get started and spread like wildfire through a community, and do enormous damage to a person's reputation--and for most people, reputation can change one's entire life. You could lose your job, your wife, your kids, everything important to you--just because some cunt decided to use her influence to fuck up your life.
The only thing that can counter that is knowing a lot of people over time who all talk to eachother, and who know your reputation, and perhaps even details that would counter the rumor and correct it, along with whoever started it. When you know a lot of people, chances are also very good that there will be witnesses who actually knew your whereabouts or witnessed the specific details that counter the lie.
For those whose family's survival and prosperity depend on their reputation, that process and solution is not optional--everything depends on it.
Another major factor is just that people are less likely to do bad things when heavily involved in a community in the first place, because there's a huge chance of getting caught. Proximity to others often accomplishes what the law cannot--it's a great deterrent to have a lot of other people around.
Another factor is whether people have jobs that require a fairly private life. It's hard to have a great social life if you're a cop, a judge, a corrections officer, or any number of jobs where having children is an extreme vulnerability to a lot of violent enemies your job makes for you. It's not just a rumor that can be dangerous, it's a bullet in the ass. Having lots of people around helps deter that risk, and if you have kids, that's not optional--you are forced to do whatever it takes to protect your family, and how do you have a social life if you never leave the house? Where is safe for the kids to develop socially without getting abducted by some violent felon you sent up the river? No choice there, it has to work however it works.
For these kinds of families, it also helps to have everyone's attention firmly pointing in a different direction so the topic never comes up. Keep everyone talking about Jesus, and they will be less likely to start asking a lot of dangerous but perfectly natural questions that make you look like a guilty dick if you refuse to answer. Making it so the subject of any conversation can be quickly changed without offense is a huge asset in that regard.
If church is essential to providing this, one has to abide by the established rules of inclusion, regardless of how dishonest, predatory, exploitative, and just plain fucking evil they are. Lying and giving some dead Jew a lot of credit he doesn't deserve, is way the hell down the list from one's children being in danger from vengeance seekers if you're a judge or a cop--and furthering the obsession keeps the conversation in a safe place, where nobody thinks to ask questions that can out you publicly, and you can always switch to Jesus with no resistance if the wrong question arises. It's a wonderful avoidance scheme.
It is also apparent to me why nobody is going to talk about any of these things--because they are all the kind of factors that are perfectly innocent, and yet you don't want to attract attention to them, because that produces the risk we're all working to avoid, and would undermine the entire point of it all.
None of this absolves clergy of requiring a percentage of one's income or anything--that's still exploitation--and they could easily get by on some monthly support fee like the Jews do for their temples, but aside from that, the institution makes a hell of a lot more sense in that light.
Now comes the question of why we have to have a bunch of religious nonsense gluing it altogether, and I think I've figured that out as well. For whatever reason, religion DOES bring people together and they form strong bonds with eachother that create a community. All other things aside, if that is a fundamental need, then it works. Why it works is of secondary importance, if it's the ONLY thing that really works well. Aside from work, which we often can't control, there are three major types of institutions in society, where large numbers of people show up at the same time, routinely enough to create relationships. There are schools, bars, and churches. Bars are out for obvious reasons, schools don't work for adults, or provide a context where both are welcome at the same time, and also have a specific focus that is never about family.
It also explain a lot about why church people don't give a damn about all the dishonesty and contradictions of doctrine and bible nonsense--it's of no importance to the true mission of the church, it's just a front, but it's a critically important front nobody's going to give up.
I invite the open discussion of church life against all my prior attacks on it.
I will ask that we distinguish between the content of religion, and the social structure of church life, because that's the big mystery I'm trying to solve here. I'm not really concerned about debating scripture, I'm more looking at the social role and function of church life in a community--which may not be as simple as it looks, and which I very well may have misunderstood for most of my life, having had to figure it all out myself.
Juneteenth: It's Easier To Just Call You Stupid
I can see why people celebrate the holiday, and I have no objection of course. The name is really stupid though. What the fuck is the name "Juneteenth" supposed to mean, other than "I'm a fuckin moron, and I don't call things what they are because I don't give a shit."
The name makes it sound like a blur of June 10th, but it's not, it's June 19th. By giving it a name that leaves out the 9, it indicates entirely the wrong date. Why leave out the 9 anyway? It's a fuckin number, so did an entire culture decide to cancel the number 9? Did someone discover the number 9 is racial or something? Is it just for this context, or did BLM suddenly go batshit over the number 9? Is there some kind of strategy for pretending it's June 10th or is that an accident? Is it not meant to be either, and they just don't give a shit what they call it? Do they just not like accurate dates? Do they care which date it's supposed to be on? Honestly, what the fuck is wrong with black people?
Next thing you know, they'll be giving themselves stupid names instead of just their holidays, and condemning the only culture in the modern world to abolish slavery, instead of crediting us for being the first to put and end to it.
Fortunately, black culture is a self-correcting system, so we can have full confidence that any mistakes in judgement will not last long, or affect the rest of the world. If there's one thing black culture is famous for, it's knowing when they're wrong.
JUNETEENTH:
IT'S EASIER TO JUST CALL YOU STUPID
Should Reporters Showcase Their Assholes?
It's a question that we all have to face someday...
Do we showcase our asshole
on national TV?
Warpaint Tricks Null Into Gluing His Balls To His Butthole Again
Goddammit! I am so fucked.
Warpaint shared this stupid song with me, which he should have known better.
The second I heard the idea, I grabbed the superglue and gave it a try.
Holy fucking shit. You have NO IDEA!
I am sitting here in a fucking Denny's restroom with my balls glued to my butthole, and on top of that, they're both glued to the toilet seat. How the fuck am I supposed to get out of this?
Dammit Warpaint, you knew full well that I believe everything said to me by anybody, and that all it takes is the mere suggestion of anything stupid, and I have to give it a try. Remember back when you told me my dick would fit in a pencil sharpener, and I was stuck in the goddam ICU for 12 weeks?
Fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!!! Sonofabitch!!!
Las Vegas Luxor Hillbilly Vaginas, Finger Amputation, and Violent Felon Police
I too, have arrived at the crossroads.
I have reached that point every man reaches in his life, where he adds up all the experiences he's had, and sums them all into one grand success or failure.
I too, have come to the crossroads.
The conclusion I have arrived at, is that I have no fuckin idea what my life actually adds up to, other than I've done a lot of dangerous things to better the world and suppress the evil destroying it, and that I am now enjoying immense rewards for it all.
My Army recruiter told me
I'd come through dead or deserving,
and I have to say, of all the rewards I hoped for in my life, the last thing I ever expected was to be getting blasted out of my mind with a bunch of Irish and Jewish mathematicians, in the middle of a several billion dollar casino, with a psychotic drunk hillbilly woman billboarding her vagina to fucking god and everybody in the middle of the Luxor. I must admit, I was not expecting this. If we're really being honest though, aren't the greatest rewards in life less about getting the things we want, and more about the things we never knew we wanted?
Please enjoy this picture of a psychotic hillbilly's vagina.
...and believe it or not, I got her fucking permission to take this picture, and security's permission to keep it. :) Well, full disclosure--I got security's permission to keep it after the guard finally was able to compose himself. He got the giggles, and every time he tried to talk, his giggles would take over and he'd laugh so hard I literally thought he might be shitting himself.
I'd have posted this earlier, but I had to explain to enforcement what kind of mental health issues might be plaguing a man with all his fingers amputated, whose mother had accused him of domestic violence, and was running around my hotel like a chicken with his head cut off.
Then there was a security guard who is a three strike violent felon in Louisiana, but got a panel of Nevada judges to give her clearance to be a security guard, on a path to joining LV Metro PD. Believe it or not, a lot more interesting things happened tonight, but there's just so fucking much that I feel like I should just leave it at that for the time being.
Tomorrow lets talk about the hugfest I had with a weird 80s musician that took me back to my first dance with my first girlfriend, to Journey's Don't Stop Believing. Everyone there thought we were fags, and I don't give a shit. The man deserved a big fuckin hug, and it was his idea anyway. I stand by it. There was a lot of love in that room, and it was all about my first girlfriend. :)
I'm getting something back in Vegas I thought I'd lost forever.
The experiences that have shaped my life killed my spirit,
and to such a degree I never even understood it.
Those days are over. I have my spirit back now.
I am whole again. I am human again, and I am finally happy.
I am healthy, wealthy, happy, safe, and free.
Against all odds, and my own nature, I have survived!
Welcome to Vegas!
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