A Short Monday Musing…

I couldn’t think of a good title for this post! It sort of deals with labels and how people define themselves and others by these ever-changing, subjective definitions.

These thoughts began percolating over the past week. Whenever I hear a discussion being had by others, or read dialogue in the comment sections of blogs, news articles, YouTube videos or in-game zone chat, the inevitable accusation made by one person to shut up another is this: “You’re such a politically correct, overtly sensitive SJW – get over yourself!” Merely telling someone not to be an asshole or a douchebag will have people hurling that label at you wherever you go.

It is almost as if being “PC” is the worst thing for a human being to be. It’s perfectly fine to be a racist, rapist, thief, liar, murderer, child molester, or abuser of anything and everything you can get your hands on; if you actually give a shit about how another human being is treated, people act as if you should be strung up from the highest tree by a tiki-torch-waving mob.

In the spirit of calling things what they are – you know, calling a spade a spade – I figured I’d get all that icky, gooey, PC-speak out of my system. It is hard to be completely honest if I’m always biting my tongue or walking on eggshells, so it is time to purge.

* You don’t have CPTSD from your daddy looking at you cross-eyed when you were four. You’re a mentally imbalanced, sobbing, incoherent mess who lashes out mindlessly at everyone who asks you what is wrong. The people who enable your bullshit are just as psycho as you are.

* You don’t have ADD / ADHD or whatever other alphabet soup acronym you choose to excuse your disordered behavior. You’re a scatterbrained, disorganized, unreliable flake who is unable to commit to anything unless you deem it important to or for yourself.

* You don’t have a hoarding disorder due to OCD. You are a disgusting, subhuman creature who chooses to exist in mountains of your own filth.

* You don’t have DID. You get attention by feigning helplessness and by being chronically manipulative.

* You’re not bipolar. You’re incapable of taking responsibility for your impulsive, immature actions and want a free pass for them.

Do you like me better now that I’ve posted something that isn’t oozing with what you determine to be political correctness? No ranting was involved, either.

I’m finally getting the hang of this blogging thing!


I’m Loving “The Orville!”

It’s a great show. You should check it out sometime! Especially the most recent episode, titled “Majority Rule.”

Who would’ve thought that Seth MacFarlane could be behind a show that didn’t rely on racist stereotypes to gain an audience? Fascinating…


Author Paul Beatty Becomes 1st American to Win Man Booker Prize With ‘The Sellout’

This is excellent…I’m ordering this book tomorrow.


Paul Beatty, who won the Man Booker Prize for “The Sellout,” a satire about race in America, at a ceremony Tuesday in London. (Credit: John Phillips/Getty Images)

article by Alexandra Alter via nytimes.com

Paul Beatty’s novel “The Sellout,” a blistering satire about race in America, won the Man Booker Prize on Tuesday, marking the first time an American writer has won the award.

The five Booker judges, who were unanimous in their decision, cited the novel’s inventive comic approach to the thorny issues of racial identity and injustice.

With its outrageous premise and unabashed skewering of racial stereotypes, “The Sellout” is an audacious choice for the judges, who oversee one of the most prestigious awards in literature.

“The truth is rarely pretty, and this is a book that nails the reader to the cross with cheerful abandon,” Amanda Foreman, the head of the judging panel, said at a press…

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41 Days To Go…

The first debate is in the books…and, to my knowledge, there are two more to come in these final 41 days of this election fever for the next POTUS. Me, I look for the humorous side to it all – because laughter is the best medicine! Enjoy this clip from Last Week Tonight with John Oliver, and The Daily Show with Trevor Noah – he has an excellent take on all this, as well!


The Daily Show with Trevor Noah: Jordan Klepper Talks To Trump Supporters

The Daily Show with Trevor Noah: Donald Trump’s Post-Debate Spin

Thursday Thoughts: Censorship


Here we go again. I’m getting a bit tired of people who would rather talk about the confederate battle flag than discuss the real issue of racism and domestic terrorism in this country. It’s now become a red flag to be waved in the faces of others; knee-jerk reactionaries on both sides of the issue are distracting and detracting from what really needs to be talked about. What offends me most is that I have to take a position and kinda-sorta defend it! Here’s why: because of a television show from the 80s that I and my brothers used to watch, called The Dukes of Hazzard. From IMDb:

Cousins Bo and Luke Duke and their car “General Lee”, assisted by Cousin Daisy and Uncle Jesse, have a running battle with the authorities of Hazzard County (Boss Hogg and Sheriff Coltrane), plus a string of ne’er-do-wells often backed by the scheming Hogg.”

Note that it is listed as a “Family Classic.” Anyway, because of the flag flap, the show has been pulled from whichever stations currently air it so that the “General Lee” can be ‘sanitized for your protection.’ I disagree with that being done – the show should air as it originally did, with the offending flag on top of the car. What good will come from deleting it from the show? Answer: not a damn thing, other than maintaining the advertising revenue of those television channels…which, if I’m not mistaken, still air shows such as Little House on the Prairie and The Waltons. I distinctly recall a specific episode of “Little House” which had a special guest star: Todd Bridges, who played Willis on “Diff’rent Strokes.” He spoke the N-word in that episode; I’m quite sure that word has never been erased, edited or bleeped out of said episode.

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Digressing: a Masters golf champion named Bubba Watson currently owns the original “General Lee,” and he wants to replace the confederate battle flag on that car with the American battle flag. Others are freaking out over his personal decision, claiming that he’s ‘destroying an icon.’ No…no, he isn’t – destroying it would be putting it into one of those old car-mashers! If he wants to paint it over then that is his right to do so, because that vehicle is now his own personal property – he can do whatever he damn well likes with it! This is what many people are overlooking: the request has been to remove the confederate battle flag from PUBLIC PROPERTY. Do whatever the hell you like on your own PRIVATE PROPERTY, provided you aren’t breaking the laws of your city, county, parish, state, or whatever. If people aren’t intelligent enough to know the difference, then it would be nice if they would kindly shut the fuck up.

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When the Disney ‘classic’ Fantasia was originally released, there were some extremely racist images in it. Those images were removed when the movie was re-released in Y2K, solely for sales purposes. Still, who can forget The Song of the South, or Dumbo? Let’s get real, here: erasing and ‘sanitizing’ things doesn’t do much good, and really serves no purpose in the grand scheme of things. This country has a racist past and that past still influences things today – whitewashing and revising the history doesn’t help matters any.

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In my own collection of VHS tapes, I have Bugs Bunny Classics, Bugs Bunny Wartime Cartoons, and one simply titled “Weird Cartoons” – that one has oh-so-priceless gems such as Little Black Sambo and “Scrub Me Momma With a Boogie Beat.” The voices in the last one are done by the Andrews Sisters…you know, those women who originally sang “Boogie-Woogie Bugle Boy (of Company B).” Why do I possess those things, you might ask? Simple: for the same reason that I own the special edition of Reefer Madness – because I can.

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I was inspired to write this post because of the new season of Key & Peele, which aired last night. I personally think that the show is hilarious; obviously, others will disagree. Do I think that some of the sketches fall flat? Of course. Do I think that everything they do is funny? Not really, any more than I think that every single episode of South Park is funny. There are at least three episodes of South Park (over how many years?) that I find completely unwatchable. But guess what I do? I don’t send endless letters to Comedy Central about it…when those episodes air, I turn off the television and do something else. I can’t and won’t tell anybody what they should watch, read, or listen to. I sure as hell don’t need others telling ME what to watch, read, or listen to. Some people love The Boondocks –  I fail to see why, but again – I change the channel or turn the TV off when that bit of tripe airs.

So, Bubba, go ahead and paint over the flag on the top of the “General Lee” – it’s your vehicle. TV stations, don’t erase the flag in the show – leave it as it is. For that matter, put The Cosby Show back on the air: after all, what is happening now has nothing to do with the show, right?

Censorship sucks – especially when it’s gratuitously selective, as it is with every single nude scene in every movie and TV show. If I have to see barely covered breasts and tons of female ass on TV – and that’s just in the commercials – then get some hard-bodied men in the same scene. Be sure to get some nice close-ups of semi-erect members, barely covered by tight boxer-briefs. Kind of like Anthony Wiener’s junk, but better displayed. It’s only fair, IMHO…


A Torrential Flood of Verbosity!

Wow – here it is, the New Year…2015, which marks the Year of the Sheep (19 February).

Much has been going on in the world and many of those events have been tragic, saddening, disheartening, enraging and dismaying. The white sniper in Pennsylvania was caught and taken into custody, alive and well…as expected. No surprise there. Michael Brown was laid to rest at the end of August, and his murderer was given a pat on the back and cleared of any wrongdoing in November. Eric Garner’s killer was also found to have ‘done his duty’ – but really, we all knew that was going to happen. The victims are getting younger and younger, too…in Cleveland, a 12-year-old boy was shot and killed by a cop for…what, exactly? Some sweaty neo-nazi on some ‘news’ show claimed that it was justified – but I didn’t see where there was any threat to the cop’s life on the tape that was aired. A woman in Seattle was beaten by police for no apparent reason other than the colour of her skin. A mentally challenged 17-year-old girl died after being arrested by police and they ‘detained’ her. A 17-year-old boy was hung in North Carolina and the claim was ‘suicide,’ but the knowledge that he had a relationship with a 31-year-old white broad, on top of every other inconsistency surrounding his death, makes it very suspect…it’s almost a given that he was lynched. The woman herself should be questioned, IMHO. There’s a whole lot of wrong goings-on, there…meanwhile, cops are pissed off that people are asking for justice and accountability, and screeching that those who do so are ‘anti-cop.’ Sounds like the equally ridiculous assertions made by racist fuckwads that ‘anti-racism is anti-white.’ Insanity abounds as people hold President Obama personally accountable for everything, yet will never demand that white politicians take responsibility for the KKK and their ilk. Mindless cop-supporters have the gall to hold up signs that say “Stop the Hate” – how fucking laughable is that? As far as I’m concerned, the police force in this country is a terrorist group, just like ISIS or Al-Qaeda; we already know that a majority of the officers are members of all-white ‘unions’ and other organizations. I thought we were fighting a ‘war on terror’ – why don’t we start doing that inside our own borders, first? Hell, on 6 January, some racist fuckwad set off a bomb behind NAACP headquarters in Colorado – why has nothing been done about that? This country was founded on genocide…why do people act as if that isn’t a factor in ALL of this? I hope many people are having open, honest discussions about this over this weekend leading up to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Day. Yesterday, 15 January, marked his birth anniversary – he would have been 86 years of age.

Speaking of ‘terror attacks’ – and I see how redundant that term really is – the nation of France is being lauded as ‘strong’ and ‘heroic’ after some fanatics killed some employees of a satirical newspaper there. “Je Suis Charlie” is the new chant on everybody’s lips, and people worldwide march in solidarity for freedom of speech. At the same time, those who denigrate President Obama are castigating him for not being among those other leaders; personally, I commend him for not standing with hypocrites. Do you really believe that the leaders of Israel, Saudi Arabia, Afghanistan, Iran, or Pakistan give a flying fuck about freedom of speech?!? Countries where journalists are jailed, bloggers are caned, and women can’t ride a freakin’ bicycle in public – do you REALLY believe that the leaders of those countries stand for freedom of speech and expression? I write, and had journalistic aspirations in my youth, so freedom of speech is important to me. On the other hand, I wouldn’t shed a tear if a similar thing occurred at the FauxNews studios…a few less hate-mongers in the world would be a good thing, no? Freedom of speech is a wonderful thing, and I adore satire – MAD Magazine was my favourite for the ages! Speaking of satire, my biggest fan-troll tried to accuse me of not knowing what satire is, simply because I don’t like Seth McFarlane’s hateful, racist depictions of Black women. News flash, little troll: Racist stereotypes ain’t satire! Methinks you tried to project your ignorance upon me, and guess what…it didn’t work! Have patience, though – you will get a post solely dedicated to you, one of these days – I just haven’t been bored enough yet to shred your silly comments that you desperately attempt to post.

Digressing…hackers supposedly brought Sony studios to its knees and (almost) managed to stop a fully-produced movie from being released in theatres. I personally think that all of the hooplah was part of the biggest, most elaborate advertisement for a movie to date – let’s see how much they charge for the straight-to-DVD release; we know that Amazon.com will be the willing distributors, since they only want to prevent book sales…and speaking of Sony, how about that ridiculous cunt who decided to make some foul, racist statements about what movies she ASSumed the POTUS would prefer to watch – when caught, she did the typical white-trash move of begging Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson for forgiveness. Um, hello? She should be begging President Obama, the First Lady, and Sasha and Malia for forgiveness! She insulted the First Family, not Al Sharpton or Jesse Jackson!!! Neither of those men are the sole representatives of the ‘Black community’ – get a freakin’ clue! Ye gawds…and speaking of the First Family, I want to say a hearty “STFU!” to one Michael Huckabee. It’s nunya-fucking-beeswax what music Sasha and Malia listen too. Don’t get me wrong; I personally can’t stand Beyonce or anything she stands for – she certainly doesn’t represent me or any Black woman I know – but you know what? That isn’t the issue. Mike Huckabee should focus on his own family and kids! I fail to see how the President and the First Lady are reprehensible parents, simply because of the musical tastes of their daughters. Speaking of daughters, what music was played by Dubya and his unstable wife, Laura during their administration which led to their little angels, Barbara and Jenna, to go full-slut-hog-wild back in Y2K? There were some VERY scandalous images online at the time, but I think they now exist in the same plane as Dick Cheney’s home. Hell, Dick himself is most likely enjoying those very images as I type this!

Bill Cosby is being destroyed by allegations that are older than I am, by a woman who claims that he drugged and molested her when she was 15. Other women have since come forward with their own claims, which are fairly damning on their surfaces – who would have thought that Beverly Johnson would be one of those accusers? I have my own questions that I’d love to ask each accuser in person, but I won’t have the opportunity, and others won’t bother to think to ask them. So here they are: where were the parents of that girl? Cosby didn’t wave a magic wand or rub a lamp to get the girl in his proximity, so…how did she get there? She wanted to meet a celebrity and was willing to do anything, right? If women put themselves in situations because they’re seeking fame and fortune, then shouldn’t they take some personal accountability for being there in the first place? Similarly, all of those sluts who had nude pictures ‘accidentally’ leaked into cyberspace aren’t as indignant over their supposed loss of privacy as they claim – they are ‘actors,’ after all! No, women who make money by taking off their tops at the drop of a hat, or who are famous for making some pathetic sex tape that ‘accidentally’ gets ‘leaked’ on the interwebs, need to STFU and continue to use their mouths for what got them to the top in the first place…I have no sympathy. And don’t give me that ‘sisterhood’ bullshit, please! It doesn’t exist, much as I’d love to believe in it. Go ahead and accuse me of blaming the victim…I could care less. Rented opinions mean nothing to me. I will say that Mr. Cosby’s wife and daughters are the only women he need answer to and apologize to – period.

The race / colour debate continues to rage on…Idris Elba will play James Bond – and have shitloads of love scenes with white females. The new ‘Annie’ is Black…but of course, Jamie Foxx as “Daddy Warbucks” gets to have love scenes with a white woman. Black men still have no problems with being the ‘token,’ and Black women are seemingly undeserving of love – we simply get used, abused, and tossed to the side. Even more depressing are the writers and producers who claim to show the ‘Black Experience,’ yet they are SO “blinded by the white” – whether it’s someone’s skin colour or the substances they’re snorting or smoking – that they keep on keepin’ on with the same tired-ass, stereotype-filled themes. This opinion piece on Al-Jazeera scratches the surface of what I’m speaking about, but shows like ‘Empire,’ any of Tyler Perry’s shite, or the latest big-screen drivel such as ‘Lucy’ or ‘Jupiter Rising’ make me want to vomit with rage. Steady, Sepultura, steady…soothe thyself…

*SIGH* I think I’ll go to the battlefields of Cyrodiil and take my frustrations out on the avatars of others…it works.

Red Rider: “Lunatic Fringe

Body Count: “Institutionalized

Celtic Frost / Therion: “To Mega Therion

Wednesday 13 “Bad Things

Rob Zombie: “The Great American Nightmare

Friday songs: “Friendship” – Tenacious D; “Viva la Vida” – Coldplay

Tenacious D is a band, sort of, that only has two members – actor Jack Black (lead vocals / lead guitar), and comedian Kyle Gass (lead guitar / lead vocals).  From Wikipedia:

Tenacious D is an American rock band that was formed in Los Angeles, California in 1994. Composed of lead vocalist and guitarist Jack Black and lead guitarist and vocalist Kyle Gass, the band has released two albums – Tenacious D (2001) and The Pick of Destiny (2006). The band’s studio releases, and more recently[when?] its live performances, feature a full band lineup, including such musicians as guitarist John Konesky, bassist John Spiker and Bad Religion drummer Brooks Wackerman.

Tenacious D formed in 1994 when the members performed as an acoustic duo. The band first gained popularity in 1999 when they starred in their eponymous television series and began to support large rock acts.[1] In 2001, they released Tenacious D, their debut album featuring a full band. The first single, “Tribute“, was the band’s most successful achieving their only Top 10 in any chart, until they released “The Metal”, which was first shown at Saturday Night Live. In 2006, they starred in, and recorded the soundtrack for, the film Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny. In support of the film, the band went on a world tour, appearing for the first time with a full band.

Tenacious D’s music showcases Black’s theatrical vocal delivery and Gass’s acoustic guitar playing abilities.[2] Critics have described their fusion of vulgar absurdist comedy with rock music as “mock rock”.[1][3] Their songs discuss the duo’s purported musical and sexual prowess, as well as their friendship and cannabis usage in a style that music critics have compared with the storyteller-style lyrics of rock opera.[4][5]

Here’s the song – lyrics are in the video.  Enjoy!  🙂

Tenacious D: “Friendship

Since Friendship is such a short song, here’s Viva la Vida by Coldplay – Coldplay is an alternative British rock group, formed in 1996.  Other hits of theirs that I enjoy are Talk, Clocks, and Speed of Sound.  Lyrics will follow…

Coldplay: “Viva la Vida

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy’s eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
“Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!”

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People couldn’t believe what I’d become

Revolutionaries wait
For my head on a silver plate
Just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world

I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can’t explain
I know Saint Peter won’t call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world


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