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Posted by on May 15, 2015 in Blog, Essays, Politics, Rants and Raves | 2 comments

How the Fuck Did this Woman Get into the United States?



How the fuck did the bat shit crazy bitch who birthed two monster terrorists get legally admitted into the United States as a — gulp! — permanent resident?

Although her name won’t be used during any point whatsoever in this column (nor will I identify her two monster sons by name either, the goons who conspired to and carried out the bloody murder 3 innocent people and injury to 264 more), one might initially have sympathy for this disadvantaged immigrant family which was allegedly torn apart by hardships in Chechnya (formally Kyrgyzstan), which then took an extreme turn towards political and religious radicalism and eventually acts of terror once they began living inside the United States.  No mother — indeed, not any blood relative — is guilty for the sins of their offspring, no matter how despicable the crimes.  In fact, based on many family case studies of some of history’s most notorious killers, the majority of society’s worst monsters had loving and supporting parents who then were forced to carry the shame of their children’s actions forever.  In a sense, the parents of monsters are often victims, too.

However, I’m not so sure about this woman.  She’s a real piece of work.

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Posted by on May 11, 2015 in Blog, Rants and Raves, Restaurant Reviews | 1 comment

How to Use Blockers and Buffers When Dining Out With Bores and Braggarts


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Even been out on one of those dinners from hell, a gathering you’re absolutely obligated to attend, that would otherwise be perfect in every way — except that there’s one prickly guest at your table who blathers on forever and basically ruins the meal for everyone?

Well, I’m here to help.  Today, I’ll be sharing one of my best-kept trade secrets.  The advice I’m about to give should be packaged and sold, in which case I’d probably make a fortune.  But you’re lucky, because it’s free.  Sometimes I can be so generous.

For the first time ever, I shall introduce the most effective method by which to counter the unwelcome company of our most dreaded dinner companions — including obnoxious in-laws, jerk-off co-workers, your former ex, boring strangers, and about half the world’s poker players.  The topic of discussion will be how to effectively use blockers and buffers to enhance one’s restaurant experience.

If you haven’t heard of “blockers” or “buffers” before, don’t worry, neither have I.  Hell, I’m making this stuff up as I go along.

When deployed for maximum effect, blockers and buffers are powerful tools which can rescue a night out and ensure a pleasurable meal for everyone, even in the cramped company of bores and braggarts.  Put into action, blockers and buffers effectively neutralize the pungency of irritating dinner guests in the same way amino acids attack bad cholesterol once that greasy cheeseburger enters the body.

Before listing my recommendations, first let’s examine this widespread problem more closely.  Take the following test:

— Ever been to dinner and gotten seated next to the ass joker who won’t shut up?

— Ever dined out with the blowhard who talks only about himself and his accomplishments during the entire evening?

— Ever attended one of those dreaded dinners which included never-ending conversation about trivial subjects which you had no interest in whatsoever?

— Ever been seated next to a hijacker, who constantly interrupts others and commandeers the table discussion?

If you’re normal, the correct answers are — yes, yes, yes, and yes.

What follows are the most effective countermeasures to stop these creeps:

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Posted by on May 8, 2015 in Blog, Essays, Politics, Rants and Raves, What's Left | 2 comments

America’s Age Restrictions and Consent Laws are Insane




Right now, it’s perfectly legal in 30 states for a child as young as 12 to own a rifle or a shotgun.  Let that sink in.

In some states, there are no age requirements, which means an infant can legally hold a baby rattler in one hand and a loaded 12-gauge shotgun in the other and there’s not a damned thing that either you or law enforcement can do about it.  It’s also legal for Americans of all ages to fire deadly weapons — including handguns, shotguns, and assault rifles — at public ranges and other prescribed venues for gun enthusiasts.  Imagine your paper boy peddling his mountain bike with a private stash of Bushmasters a few hundred rounds of live ammo sitting at home inside a closet right next to a broken X-Box.  Oh, and about 10,000 children either die or are injured by guns every year in America.  [SEE FOOTNOTE 1]

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old by to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.  In some places, there are even laws on mountain biking.

Right now, young people — the majority who are within that impressionable 18 to 21 age range — are encouraged to join various branches of the U.S. military, and then enticed to obediently march off into war, where they are given the weighty responsibilities of risking their lives while operating tanks, heavy artillery, machine guns, and other instruments designed solely to kill and maim.  “Be All You Can Be,” which is the recruitment motto for the U.S. Army, comes with the alluring promise of being trained how to fire guns and blow stuff up.  Oh joy!

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.

Right now, a young woman can shed her clothes, get nude, and dance legally in a strip club in front of strangers — so long as she is 18.  Young people, many disoriented and utterly desperate to make ends meet, are free choose to participate in acts of pornography, potentially making what could be a regretful decision with devastating consequences for their futures.  While there’s nothing inherently wrong with stripping or doing pornography, not many of us wouldn’t want our 18-year-old daughters or sons to do those sorts of things, now would we?  Is an 18-year-old really mature enough to make these kinds of decisions?  Apparently, our collective society thinks so.

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.

Right now, an 18-year-old American citizen can vote in an election, or even run for office.  Some time ago, we recognized the blatant absurdity of drafting kids who were still in their teens to be shipped off to the slaughterhouse called “Vietnam,” while denying those same citizens the basic right to have a voice in politics and the right to determine their country’s future.  In the first presidential election where those aged 18, 19, and 20 could legally vote, Richard Nixon was re-elected in a landslide.  Go figure.

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.

Right now, an American female of any age can become a mother.  Any American male of any age can become a father.  Kids get pregnant and pop out children by the millions with no legal consequences whatsoever.  Not only are these kids ruining their own lives in most cases (at least for a time), they are also victimizing their newborn children, who according to all statistical evidence often end up being abused, unwanted, disadvantaged, and a huge burden upon government social services and a financial drag to taxpayers, which have to bear the costs.  Fact:  Young people are ill-equipped to be parents, but we inexplicably legally allow them to breed like rabbits.  We shouldn’t.  Parenting should have a minimum age requirement.  [SEE FOOTNOTE 2]

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.

Right now, kids as young as 15 can get married in some states, and 16 in others.  Think about this — before they’re fully grown up and still going through puberty, kids are entrusted with making life-altering choices of holy matrimony, arguably the most important decision made in life — and they need not be adults.  Shouldn’t we require reaching some level of maturity before getting married?  Well on second thought, maybe not, since the minimum age for being mature for many might be 45.

Yet by law, in most states you must be at least 21-years-old to play a hand of poker, or purchase a beer.

The minimum age to work a job in America is 16 in most states (or more like 6, if you buy products manufactured overseas in sweatshops and sold at WalMart).  It’s also age 16 to drive a car, with parental supervision.  So, we allow our kids to perform manual labor and get behind the wheel of a car five full incomprehensible years before they can ever post an ante, or order a Budweiser?  This is madness.  This is insane.  This is ludicrous.  This is hypocrisy, which must be exposed, protested, and corrected.

By this point, you’ve probably caught on to how wrong age restrictions and consent laws are here in America.  Kids can own guns and have children.  Teens can enlist in the military and die in war.  America, fuck yeah!  Youngsters can perform sex acts on camera.  America, double fuck yeah!  Adolescents can vote, get married, and drive cars.  Young people can get married and rack up tens of thousands of dollars in student debt.  But they can’t bet a few bucks at the poker table or drink a Budweiser without getting arrested.

Everyone aged between 18 and 21 should be out in the streets rioting — think Baltimore on a national scale — or at the very least should never enlist in the military, nor agree to any of the responsibilities of adulthood without getting the full treatment of rights.  Let the older fucks like me who can go out and buy beer and play poker legally go off and die in the wars.  Young people should have their collective middle fingers raised to the world and targeted at all of us — hell no, we won’t go, at least not until we are treated like adults.  As the song from Bye Bye Birdie goes, “what’s the matter with kids today?”  Wake the fuck up, people!

Fact is, there probably should be age restrictions on things like buying and owning guns, performing sex acts for money, voting in elections, and getting married.  I totally get that.  These are all major decisions with life-altering consequences.  The same can’t be said of gambling or drinking, usually.

Face it.  Most of us who legally gamble and drink as adults started doing those things as kids.  We didn’t wait until we were 21.  No one did!  And frankly, I’m sick and tired of hearing all this nonsense about underage prohibition and the duplicitous preaching when it comes to these two specific activities — which are the least benign of all the things we’ve discussed.

I’ll even go one step further.  We have it all wrong — backwards even.  We should enact state and federal laws which prohibit many activities by minors.  For one thing, joining the military.  I’d make that at least 21.  Getting married?  Also 21.  Having kids?  That should probably be more like 25.  But I do want my porn stars to generally be somewhere between 21 and 25 — call me a progressive on this issue.  At the same time, we should educate as well as encourage our kids to gamble and drink responsibly.  That’s right.  Encourage them.  Kids should be taught games of chance in the schools.  Classes in poker and all casino games should be offered.  Wine tastings should be given.  Children should be allowed to drink alcohol under strict parental supervision, and given all the tools necessary to make smarter life choices than many are doing now.  Whatever we are doing now, isn’t working.  Indeed, we like to go on and pretend that our kids don’t drink and gamble, when they do behind our backs, and then we’re shocked when they make mistakes in life.  The shame should be on us — not them.

Shame on us!

Most of us….who started drinking as teens and began shooting dice or playing poker when we were in junior high school….did something remarkable.  Clear your head.  Listen carefully.  We turned out okay — thank you very much.  We did alright.  We drank when we were 16.  We learned how to play poker when we were 12 and we were gambling our lunch money on the playground because that was the only option.  Underage drinking and gambling, when undertaken responsibly and in moderation can actually produce better adjusted adults.  Tens of millions of responsible drinkers and gamblers are proof of this fact.  So, quit this preposterous pandering to hypocritical moralists and so-called freedom lovers who do nothing to correct millions of teen pregnancies or think nothing of an 18-year-old dying in Afghanistan, but who are aghast that a senior in high school somehow went online and played a few hands of online poker.

It’s time to raise the minimum age requirement on important things like guns, marriage, and children, and lower the age requirement on drinking and gambling.  Not later, right now — before even one more innocent 18-year-old dies in some pointless war for the bogus notion of defending their “freedom.”


Footnote 1:  “Nearly 10,000 American children are injured or killed by guns every year” [SOURCE: MSNBC]

Footnote 2:  In response to actual instances of underage pregnancy, as a national policy I would make abortion free upon demand to anyone.  Moreover, I would encourage the alternative of adoption for those who insist on carrying pregnancies to term.  Underage mothers who are unable to prove the ability to support newborn children should be given only two options — either abortion or adoption and then provided with the proper support by government-funded social agencies.  Males (fathers) should also be required to provide financial restitution to the mother(s) and/or perform community service

Addendum:  Here are the age minimum age requirements for gun ownership in all U.S. states [SOURCE:  SMARTGUNLAWS.ORG]


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Posted by on May 7, 2015 in Blog, Essays, Rants and Raves, Uncategorized | 0 comments

Desolation Angels: The Empty Churches of Ireland




Are we finally splintering off from the evil epoch of organized religion’s incontrovertible power over vast populations, on the verge of entering of a new age of reason?

This certainly appears to be the case in many the world’s most advanced cultures and countries, and no where is this metaphysical revolution more blatantly obvious at the moment than what’s happening within the Republic of Ireland (and Northern Ireland, too — although the casualty here is Protestantism).

Once one of the most fiercely loyal Catholic societies on the planet, Ireland is now changing before our eyes, certainly by the day, and almost by the minute with every new birth certificate being inked.  Each new birth currently means it’s more likely that child will not be part of what used to be called the traditional religious order.  So severe has been the decline of conventional practices of faith and the collective national trust in organized religion within Ireland, that a whopping 25 percent of all former practicing Catholics (from just a generation ago) have since abandoned the church.  Two things — (1) rampant indifference to organized religion and (2) secular humanism — have stepped in and filled the void.  READ MORE HERE [SOURCE: THE GUARDIAN]

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Posted by on May 1, 2015 in Blog, Personal, Rants and Raves, Travel | 1 comment

Only in Philadelphia (The Story the 6-Year-Old Girl Who Shot Me the Middle Finger)




Question:  What does a six-year-old girl making an obscene hand gesture have to do with an obnoxious sports fan getting thrown out of a ballpark in Philadelphia?  To find out, read on….


Just when I thought that perhaps, just maybe, I was being a bit too harsh in my brutal assessment of Philadelphia as the festering hemorrhoid on a rabid pit bull, earlier this week, an otherwise lovely flower of innocence plopped down in the rear seat of a family sedan, donning golden locks and pig tails, pressed her freckled nose upon the smeared window glass and proceeded to shoot me the dreaded middle finger.

My infraction?  Walking on the littered sidewalk at the precise spot where her beaut of a Mommy was apparently trying to make an illegal U-turn.

Fuck you!!!

Okay, I get the message.  Loud and clear.  When it comes to civility, they sure teach ’em young in Philly, don’t they?

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