Monday, April 17, 2006

Dante Benedetti Classic


Very soon, I shall post (or re-post) a complete history and analysis of the Peak Mass Media Bullshit Production Matrix, so stay tuned. In the meantime, if you are not doing anything next Tuesday at 1PM in the afternoon, how about a little baseball?

The Dante Benedetti Classic features an afternoon game between the Dandy Dons of the University of San Francisco and the California Golden Bears. Following that match-up, the Giants will be taking on the Mets in the evening finale.

I am rather excited, as I have made a short film which will play on the jumbotron at the stadium. That should explain where I've been in the last two weeks. By the way, does anyone know why ghost frames appear underneath cross fades? Please advise.

Thank you. By the way, check out the link for the website I'm also putting up.

Friday, April 07, 2006

Rage!

I think I need a martini....a nice, fluffy, sparkly, apple one at that. In fact, make it a double and sprinkle some cinnamon on top, if you please. Before I start rambling on and on about my yearly tithe to be paid in support of a bunch of Republican and Democratic arschlechers, please do the following: scroll down to the picture of the poor chap with his hand inside the totem pole. I posted that photo a couple days ago, not knowing the horrors which lay ahead.

And then I did my taxes tonight.

Ouch.

Everyone pays taxes and not merrily, I should say. The thought of surrendering hard-earned money, when there isn't a whole lot to part with in the first place, is not an easy thing to do. But most of us soldier on. We understand the benefits of paying into the giant pot which gives us infrastructure, student loans, government protections.....

...and two trillion dollars for a stupid, fucking fraud spewed upon a bunch of frightened suckers. Yes folks, I'm talking about we the people; this war-like tribe who gave a coke-ridden chimp and his Republican mafia billions of dollars in order to make ourselves feel safe. Say it: "FEEL SAFE." Dig this....this "war on terrorism" is a fraud. The attacks on 9-11 were not...they really happened, but everything that has followed has been fraudulent. In fact, most of what we know about what happened on that Tuesday morning back east is bullshit...BULLSHIT! We calculate prescriptions for national security based on facts which change with the winds, make no sense at all, or upon the slightest examination can be nothing else other than what it truly is: bullcrap.

(By the way, the figure of two-trillion dollars is what the War on Iraq is supposed to eventually cost, based on future projects of medical costs for war veterans, as well as current actual costs.)

We all sit on our asses watching "American Idol" while Republicans astutely roll back advancements gained through blood and toil...all the way back through the last century. That is correct: the Republicans have been on record as not targeting the New Deal exclusively, but wanting to gut Progressive Era legislation as well. They are on record as wanting that very thing to happen. They want to kill our government, destroy the American way of life, and eat your children

And "American Idol" sucks anyway. But you continue to watch it.

I am not angry at having to pay taxes per se. We all should do it once in a while. What slays me in the aisle is the fact that our government gets larger every year, while the services it dispenses continues to shrink. Most of this is due to increased debt servicing, tax cuts to billionaires, and military expenditures. And the latter: Jesus Christmas! If we were actually "supporting the troops" through the kinds of benefits we should be paying those poor idiots, I could sleep at night and snore rather loudly with a smile on my face. BUT..... we don't. Most of the billions we have poured into Iraq have been s-t-o-l-e-n. Ripped off! By whom, no one knows...nor does anyone really care. In fact, a government audit of the Pentagon a few years back found a trillion dollars to have just.....disappeared. Vanished. It just blew away like dust. Beyond that, many believe we're still fighting the Soviets on Neptune, so we need more toys. Trillion? That rhymes with million, which is a thousand thousand. The latter starts with the letter T and that stands for trouble. I guess our fore brothers and sisters worked so hard over the years to create a middle class; but in order to be in the middle class, you have to be an ignorant fucking idiot. Hmm...perhaps I sound a little bitter. The problem is that in most middle class homes, a computer is usually within a twinkie toss of the TV (which is usually tuned in to "American Idol.") And the computer is a funny thing. It tends to hold a lot of information, which if noticed from time to time, could make people a whopping bit smarter than they tend to be. And if people were more aware, they might make better decisions at the voting booth. And if that happened...oh, whatever. I quit.

The strange thing is that I fear no terrorists. Terrorists??? Who the hell are they anyway? Thirteen-hundred bucks...now that's scary.

Thursday, April 06, 2006

It Could Be Worse.


It's funny what you can find in the picture box at 12:24 at night. This photo has no hidden or higher/lower meaning. I think it speaks for itself.