Hey! Happy Fucked Memorial Day!

Watch any of the spin today? Get with it America, get out there and wave those flags. Celebrate war. Well that's what most of middle America thinks today is for don't they? Most have seen only two wars till now, unless they are over 60, the Vietnam and Gulf wars. Two great wars, one lost one half heartedly won. When Bin Laden bombed us with some guys with box cutters, Bush chased him directly into Baghdad. We have had him cornered there for four years now. But we want the Iraqi police to catch him, cause he really isn't that important in the overall picture. We have decided to "take the war to every shore" in pursuit of the jihadists who killed thousands of Americans on American soil on 9/11. Bush has since been heard to call this war World War III. The implications are terrifying.
Wait. This is getting confusing. We chased Bin laden into Baghdad, and all of a sudden these Al Quaeda show up that Saddam Hussein had taken great pains to keep out of his country. But since Saddam, who must be hiding Bin Laden is hiding himself, we decide to give training to the Al Quaeda in the form of our weekend warriors brought to active duty to find Bin Laden in Baghdad. What am I missing about this?
Is it the facts? What are the facts? These certainly aren't facts. We have certainly not been given them. I am filled with bits of this fact and strains of that one depending on what the matrix has decided is the overall influence to be pumped to my senses this day. Who are we gonna kill and who is gonna die for what today? Are we still killing for Christ? Anyone seen Bin Laden? What do you believe about this "World War III"? What do you know for sure? Do you think you could handle it if you learned your God was dead? Where do facts end and your beliefs begin? Why would someone take the time to make this?

I celebrate the warriors that fought the good fight. There are many. I celebrate the warriors that give their lives for one an other in the bad fight. I defy the leaders to justify the deaths of fine warriors in unjust war.

I defy our president, the dishonorable George W Bush Decider in Chief, to celebrate himself on this day for warriors.

Seasoned greetings

Mid afternoon in the land of the gator. No rain for weeks. No negative ions to refresh, no smell of nitrogen in the air after a mid day thunder boomer. Cool. Hey if it's not raining we're not having a hurricane. I've lived in Florida since 1961. Until 3 years ago hurricane season was almost looked forward to. All we ever had were tropical storms and brushes with cat ones and twos. They were for the most part so benign that they rarely even made an impact on the lake levels. In fact it made the summer interesting. Summer is a very scary time here now. Someone will loose their life every year someone will be wiped out every year, and not just someone but many someones. It's like a lottery down here now only you don't want to win. I'm building a new dwelling on my five acres of north central Florida when this years hurricane season is over. It will be rated to 140 mph. I am 60 miles from the Atlantic and 45 from Gulf. That should be enough. But first I have to get through this season without being blown away. In 2004 with Ivan and Frances coming within 100 miles I lost power for 7 days. Last year we had no squirrels. The 4 storms that hit Florida in 04 blew the unripened acorn laden branches of all the oaks here to a pulp. There was nothing for the squirrels to hide in the fall nothing to dig up in the spring. This year I see a few more but where once there were 10 squirrels rummaging about in the leaf litter of my back yard there is 1 or 2, once in a while.

I'm gonna take a nap now. We need rain.

Hey I made a new t-shirt.

What I know but time...

I make designs for t-shirts and other things that reek with disgust and contempt for the current president of The United States of Your Ass. I heard that phrase used the other day somewhere on the media or a parody thereof, and it won't leave my mind. I'll have to make a t-shirt and a thong and a throw pillow and some other stuff with Bush and that phrase.

It's not America anymore it's Your Ass and Their Ass and ain't nobody gonna Savior ass but you.