Down here it's Florida vs. Everybody else

Fat Chance I'll leave this alone for too long. This topic is novel worthy, screenplay exotic, Elmore Leonard cool. That's hot. We'll kick your ass in football, then show you a prehistoric sunset that'll make your nuts squirm in the strangest way. Great place. More to come.
Orange and Blue.
What other state wakes up every morning and remembers that it's governor is the brother of the worst president in history. He's a great governor....Practically invisible until hurricane season. Know what? He will be president one day. You watch.
This nation is too dumb too nose led too obsessed with God and possessed by idiocy to see that it is on the brink of extinction as a nation of liberty and freedom and choice. Why do they hate us? We used to talk a truth we as a nation could justify by our image and actions. We projected hope and help to the eagerly watching eyes of the hungry and the tortured. Now we ignore defending the hungry in favor of defending the rich, and we clandestinely torture with impunity those with whose God we disagree. Old virtues, constitutional values, compassion based on need not on wealth, are not important to the rapturist army of ignorant right wing Christians.

You Fuckin' with my ISP

That's it. I've had it. Bell South can kiss my ass. I'm old school. No, I'm old pre school. Ask for service, pay for service, expect service. Bell gives great lip service but it stops on the hangup. Or maybe...........It is possible that Georgie's anti-Bush surfers told the NSA to tell Ma Bell to slip a sticky wicket into my inner workings and hidden mechanisms. No matter I will endure, cast aspersions, and continue to infuriate the Blackies. Why is change so resistant. Why are the Bushites shrugging off the signs of planetary eruption and chaos. They want it folks, they need it, They will do anything to maintain it. Their control over You demands it.

Lighten up reverend

Fuzzy little fucker flitting round the flower patch.

God gave him Zarqawi

"Oh thank you God. Oh thank you Jesus. I was beginnin' ta' think you .... no no ....I am president for a reason. Oh sweet Jesus this is fun. Thank you for killin' that Godless Beheader" Said George W. Bush. The man that kills while sleeping, eating breakfast, pimping dignitaries. The man that likes a good life takin'.........Taken in the name of God. He has that cool God that lets you fuck up all week and if you pay the man once a week you get your slate wiped every Sunday. Then you can take off to fuck up some more soon as you get past the preachers handshake and into the parking lot.
Would have been really cool if I had thought to use Zarqawi in my last post. Ah sweet serendipity, George gets a boost by the death of a one time peaceful man turned Jihadist by situations unique to the Bush Administration. I doubt we would have ever heard of Zarqawi or that Zarqawi would have become a Jihadist had not George W. Bush invaded Iraq and occupied it under false pretenses, or as some would say outright lies. How queer, how quaint, how George. But he and Fox can't get enough of it. Like the public display of the bullet ridden body of Jesse James, the face of Zarqawi is shown again and again and again, and every Fox digit flexes his own special flex bending and mentally mooning the bloated face of a dead man. Slathering and spitting their words of despise. Fox is a bloated violence promoting pompous ego forum for self righteous educated lunatics through Christ. Bush is a murderer again... wooppee.. farout... and the Shiite keeps hitting the fan. "Thank you Jesus." Said a very thankful Bush this Sunday morn. Catch the irony?
And a... George, what did you and God plan today?
So sorry for the half ass post, but that's all the half ass president gets for now.

Sunday Bush

Hey George Bush! What are you doing today? Are you and God hashing out the details of some clandestine effort to reduce the sum of Republican suffering inside the Beltway? Or maybe you and God are working out the details of justifying Haditha. The devil got into them boys fer just a second and well ....It troubles me deeply.
Hey George Bush are you sweating or are you truly a psychotic lunatic planted by God to bring the vast majority of Americans, the faith based uneducated masses, out of the darkness and into The Apocalypse? Doesn't make any sense to me either. The only justification for the presence of George W. Bush as the leader of the free world that I can imagine is that God could give a shit about the crap Americans dish out as Christianity. He could care less about a country that tries to stuff its moral crap down the throats of every oil bearing Muslim country in the world. Thanks Asshole in Chief for creating the impression throughout the world that America is the problem, that peace is for pussies, that God is might. Hope I'm around when the world wakes up to the truth, and you are brought to task for your impertinent brutality and planetary provocations. These are ultimate times and you are ultimate evil.

While I'm thinking of it

Doesn't anybody get it? It,... the whole ball of wax. Do you understand what is happening all around you? Do you know that what's happening is you? Yeah. It is the you that is, that was, that has always been, it's you. It's what you do with that knowledge that matters. I think it's time to be revolutionary. I opened a t-shirt shop (yeah I know big fucking deal .... try it), that screams disgust and coarse contempt for the commiserated in chief, decider in chief, educator in chief..you know God's president. It's hard to keep up with what he's calling himself on your behalf in order to fuck with some new responsibility taken on in the name of God, Country, Freedom. This is horseshit. I can't write anymore......... basket ball is on.........go Heat. George Bush go fuck yourself and the ship you rode in on, you worthless pampered pussy. It bothers you deeply THAT YOU HAVE CAUSED MORE BRUTAL BASELESS SUFFERING than what?.. than you thought you would? I've got more diatribe for your sorry ass later ....tuf guy. The toughest thing you've ever had to do was quit smokin' crack and glugging booze. How's that second part coming by the way.

Whew.. there.............try it... give the little bastard a piece of your mind ..you'll feel better. I guartantee it. Or you could wear one of my shirts and says what you think, all day long, effortlessly.

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.

God & Consequences: The Other Side Of The Story

How do bloggers do this? With such a shit load of possibilities and perceptions vying for center stage. There is so much to get involved with but this is insanity. I am a democrat, once upon a time I was an independent with glowing ideals and visions of how cool earth could be if we tended it rather than mined it. I thought with naivete that religion was what you decided it was as long as your God was a good god. That's a laugh. Gods are hypocritical, scary evil motherfuckers that foster minions of mindless, filled with righteousness, to pity and scold and reform and kill in the name Big Mambo, or in the name of a man who would have no part of violence or killing or hate.

Anyhow an independent has no power so I became a democrat because I believe democrats want only enough power to make a difference, to start the turn toward planetary salvation.. I think they still can find room in their world for anyone's gods, even though religion in general gives fire and fuel hostile violence, world over, daily..hourly.
It's just too hard to maintain any coherent stream of consciousness without seeing the futility in it all. I'm happy religion is becoming as polarized as it is. I' m glad that it is as creepy if not creepier than ever, to watch the rapturists and the fundamentalists get all worked up. I hope a fucking asteroid hits the earth and some of us wake up to find we have nothing left to do but wake up and start all over again. I snatched this blog up. Then saw a million more and stopped. If one is to survive and see the signs one must be a party to serendipity and feed it. I don't know what.
God & Consequences: The Other Side Of The Story

If at first you don't succeed ...

....your mother should have shot you. I am so pissed by the idiocy and infantile lunacies that suffocate reason and common sense so thoroughly in this country. This is one fucked up America. I can't remember when I have ever seen it this fucked up and I'm 60. Just drive a mile and see if you don't get pissed enough to wish evil. Oh that's right you wouldn't. You're the ass hole that's got the phone up his ass, your passenger wheels in the bike lane, your head so low in the seat that your Neon looks pilotless, and the ground shaking intrusive coming from it should get you shot for noise polution. Someday when they determin that the slamming bass of momma's tricked out Neon has caused irreparable damage to the environment or the critters in it, I hope you're strung up by the nuts and have your sound systems surgically implanted in your pointless ass and cranked up all the way.

Looks bleak, think I'll freak.

There are strange times a comin' I'll be a talkin'.