Filth and Dirt - Censorship and Poetry

Disqus is an internet comment system I use on my blog.

Dear doG, I hate internet censorship with all my heart and soul. Disqus channels' robot censor suspends Charles Bukowski. A Poetry site. He is unacceptable. I wonder if he will ever get out of PENDING. 

I tell you the truth, I cannot live in a world where Bukowski is unacceptable and I cannot use the word SLUT in a bit of Doggerel. I wonder if I will ever get out of PENDING.

Here is my doggy silly transgression:

Suckabee!
He's oozing all over me.
Fat right winger on a spree,
Peddling God for the GOP.

Suckabee!
Calling me 'slut' for a fee,
To takeThe Pill from me,
Peddling shame and eternity.

Suckabee!
Left FUX Snooze TV,
To run for the Presidency
An act of cupidity.

Refrain:
Just ignore the crucifix in the parlor.
Suckabuck sells Jesus for the dollar.

Here is what the great Bukowski is not allowed to say. And he is such a cute old guy. I think he was old when he was young. And he got younger when he got older.

Ultimately, when I think about it, I have been pretty unacceptable at times. When you are bipolar, you tend unacceptable. So take the grain of salt with the whining.

Back To The Machine Gun - Poem by Charles Bukowski

I awaken about noon and go out to get the mail
in my old torn bathrobe.
I'm hung over
hair down in my eyes
barefoot
gingerly walking on the small sharp rocks
in my path
still afraid of pain behind my four-day beard.

the young housewife next door shakes a rug
out of her window and sees me:
"hello, Hank!"

god damn! it's almost like being shot in the ass
with a .22

"hello," I say
gathering up my Visa card bill, my Pennysaver coupons,
a Dept. of Water and Power past-due notice,
a letter from the mortgage people
plus a demand from the Weed Abatement Department
giving me 30 days to clean up my act.

I mince back again over the small sharp rocks
thinking, maybe I'd better write something tonight,
they all seem
to be closing in.

there's only one way to handle those motherfuckers.

the night harness races will have to wait.

Teenager Cold Cocks a Pervert and Gets Arrested - UPDATE

Teenager Cold Cocks a Pervert

I love this. I would do the same to any sexpig Preacher. 

There is a difference between Law and Justice. The Pervert Preacher got justice; Tabitha Brubaker got law.

You go, Tabitha Brubaker. Such a satisfying sound that bat makes. I wonder if the pervert came when she connected?

This Pervert Preacher denounces homosexuality and holds signs telling young women they deserve rape for not being true Christians.

Brother Dean posted YouTube video of his demonstration at Apollo High School. In the video, Dean admits he is often confronted and yelled at. He uses a megaphone to tell students they're going to hell.

It is too bad they do not teach Machiavelli in high school. 

People should either be caressed or crushed. If you do them minor damage they will get their revenge; but if you cripple them there is nothing they can do. If you need to injure someone, do it in such a way that you do not have to fear their vengeance. ― Niccolò Machiavelli

Holes In The Foam

Her big mistake was that she rendered her act without thinking things through. She didn't plan accordingly to deliver her brand of "street justice" without getting caught. Perhaps she should have toked a bit more and thought it through.

All she had to do was a little homework, casing, observation, and planning.
Wait outside his place of employ/home/worship, etc after dusk donning dark clothing, leather gloves, a ski mask and a tire iron. Simply wait for him to exit into the outdoors. Ski mask over face, walk over, deliver karma across kneecaps, and cleanly escape into the night via a pre-planned getaway scheme. Lay low for a couple of days, say nothing to no one, no posts on FB, no tweets about it... discard any forensic evidence ala Dexter style... boom... done. Maybe she learned a few things for next time. :P

Listen to all the shyte this pervert said to children. No need to wait for the thunk. You can scroll to the end and listen a couple of times to the nice solid connection Tabitha made with a good ash bat. 

Jokes from God

I write Comedy and Plays among other things like this Blog. Sometimes the jokes just write themselves.

Example: this conversation about

"Did Bill Clinton bump uglies with Liz Gurley while Hillary was in the room next door?"

on a right wing blog. Authoritarians worry about these things. This conversation is verbatim.

PLUM:
Our Bill, he's a slut and I love him.

XYZ:
he's also probably had to deal with his share of STD's and I would be surprised if his 'tool' has shriveled up and fell off by now. What a disgusting pig of a man. God help us though because Oblamer is worse than him. Barry is a man slut. (sic)

PLUM:
You have a rich full fantasy life.

XYZ:
And you have your cranium up your distal alimentary canal.

PLUM:
Google "scat" and you will get what you so obviously want and need.

ABC:
I don't buy this crap. Bubba is a sex fiend but I don't think every woman in the world is susceptible to his serpent-tongued "sweet talking". I'm sure there are quite a few women who would vomit at the prospect.

XYZ:
One can only hope this is true but I think it is becoming more of a rarity. Even my ex-wife was "sweet talked" by some low life from the internet she met playing scrabble. Doesn't say much for her and the woman she has become. I'm with a woman now who I can confidently say would fall into that category of those "who would vomit at the prospect." She's a real lady, all woman and a total class act, so to speak.

PLUM:
I would do Bill Clinton in a New York minute. Let me at him. Sexiest man in the world. One of the smartest men in the world too. I envy Hillary bigtime.

XYZ:
You like perverts? He also has a few rapes under his belt. Wear a condom, don't want those nasty STD's!

PLUM:
Depends on the pervert. I do not like you.

I am writing a play (trying to write a play) about the politics and sociology of abortion/contraception in the USA. "What is funny about that?" you might ask. Good question. I was asking myself the same question. And coming up with nada.

People do not come to your plays if you bore them silly. All I have to do is plug this conversation among characters into the script with a bit of editing. Cracks me up. Scrabble? This is the wages of hanging out on message boards. Laughing my ass off.

It is a Kurt Vonnegut world. So it goes. - UPDATE - Monument go Boom!

Oh, a sleeping drunkard
Up in Central Park,
And a lion-hunter
In the jungle dark,
And a Chinese dentist, 
And a British queen--
All fit together 
In the same machine. 
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice;
Nice, nice, very nice--
So many different people
In the same device.
― Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle

The Satanic Temple plans to erect a monument to Satan in Oklahoma. It may include an interactive display for children. This is the statue. Satanic Temple has proposed to erect it on the Capitol Building lawn near the Ten Commandments Monument recently erected at the State Capitol.

The ACLU is suing to take down the Ten Commandments Monument. And the Satanists say they do not have a problem with the Ten Commandments Monument as long as Satan gets equal time. The Atheists are suing the State because the Constitution...well you know.

Lord Hanuman moves the Mountain

Rajan Zed, president of the Universal Society of Hinduism, said in a statement that if the Oklahoma State Capitol was open to different monuments, "We would love to have a statue of Lord Hanuman, who was greatly revered and worshiped and known for incredible strength and was a perfect grammarian."

The Church of the Flying Spaghetti Monster has also expressed interest in erecting their own monument and have been denied. Get out the popcorn. This is going to be a hoot.

Touched by His Noodly Appendage

UPDATE: LMAO 
Ten Commandments Monument reduced to rubble. 

Quote: Reed allegedly told agents with the Secret Service that Satan made him crash his car into the statue. He also told agents that the devil told him to urinate on the monument. 

http://kfor.com/2014/10/24/ten-commandments-monument-at-oklahoma-capitol-reduced-to-rubble/

Quote: “The Satanic Temple was appalled to learn of the act of destructive vandalism laid upon the 10 Commandments monument in Oklahoma today. As many are aware, we are seeking to have a Satanic monument erected alongside the 10 Commandments — and only alongside the 10 Commandments. We do not want our monument to stand alone. If our monument stands at the state Capitol, we want it to compliment and contrast the 10 Commandments, with both standing unmolested as a testament to American religious freedom and tolerance. We hope that by respecting religious liberty in allowing our monument to be displayed, Oklahoma will help ameliorate any animosity between differing perspectives, not cultivate them.”

“To be clear, The Satanic Temple will not seek to erect its monument unless the 10 Commandments is restored.” Oklahoma City has the option to wait until the ACLU’s case regarding the legal status of the 10 Commandments is resolved before it permits its replacement. However, if the 10 Commandments is immediately reconstructed, our monument will be ready for unveiling quite soon.”

Life is Good or Drunk Ramblings

I got a bottle of Stella Artois and some decent doob. I got the Monday night quiets. And that is good. It is cooling down a bit outside.

Huma and Hillary prove the law. When a husband acts like a manwhore and follows his dick, it always his wife's sin/fault/responsibility. I get married and his dick becomes mine. I do not ever want to be a dicksitter.

Walter brought me a copy of the Polish paper and the St. John Cantius festival is happening again. Maybe I can find some old Polish Eagle to jump on. And I need real Polish food like a drunkard needs his booze.

I will give more information about the festival, but at the moment I am trashed. And happy about it. And dancing my ass on out here in internetland.

Super Mary Says No No! Musical Accompaniment Provided Below.

Flip Benham's float or march presentation entered into a Pride Day Parade celebration can be seen in the video below.

Tasteless and poorly rehearsed. No feathers. No body paint. At least Westboro has banners.

Flip Benham is the guy way in the back wearing jeans, white shirt, red tie, suspenders and large bay window. Muscle and Bullhorns. So phallic.

I cannot understand why some sweet slightly crippled old lady like me has not walked up to this fat ugly Benham dude all smiling, crucifix flying and kicked him square in his junk. 

One could roll up in one's wheelchair on one of the Twins, pretending to have found a rainbow dildo that has got you all twitterpated, and use your cane. Badda bing.

I admit that on manic days I advocate violence. I am a diagnosed nut. I do not hit people or disrespect them in real life. Only in my blog fantasy. What is Flip Benham and his Sons excuse? Why fret? They dissing folks for Jesus. We all know that is not good. Ain't Christian. But it is mighty Right.

Losing my Mind on Tuesday Afternoon

Very often the comments on my little essays are better than my remarks. A fine intelligent creative set of folks bless me with their company.

PhoebeQueen said something in the comments recently that spoke to my condition.

I understand people are testy. I can see it all around me. People have lost their fucking minds.

I saw my handsome Black neighbor waiting on the EL by chance. So we chatting. He looks me dead in the eyes and tells me he is voting for Trump. And grins.

Man is about 55 and he must work in some serious sort of job. Always spotless white shirt. Black suit. Never jeans. If he wears jeans on Saturday they are pressed.

I try to find out why. For him, like a lot of Trump's supporters, this is a big fuck you to Republicans and Congress. Race has nothing to do with it. Or party really. Democrats included. Bi partisan FUCK YOU.

I am giving him the whole whitebread civil rights argument and he is steady nodding. I asked him straight out "I can tell by your grin you are going to vote for the monster." His grin got bigger.

 "What have you got to lose?" asks Trump. And that is a good question.

Somebody tell this Hippy that my Neighbor is not correct. Tell me that the intelligent vote right now is not a big FUCK YOU in one form or another. Talk me down. I have lost my mind.

I get it. What is there to respect? Right now there is a Governor who is a proven poisoner of children and others. Public tax money is paying for his defense. He is wealthy; he will never see one day in prison. Nobody is fixing the poison pipes. We are paying, you and me, to save the Poisoner rather than stop the poisoning. I so get it. My Neighbor is correct. There needs to be a big FUCK YOU.

The Black Man who made this video knows where he stands and who he is. I am just a flaming ball of rage and sadness. Lady Shrink told me today that many folks are experiencing fear, sadness and rage during this endless disgusting campaign.

Fear and sadness and rage are contagious. Especially for those of us who are second generation Americans with Grandparents who immigrated here fleeing grinding poverty and/or war and Fascism. Lady Shrink says Do not Look. Disengage. But it is like a car wreck on the interstate. You cannot look away. I get it that the Black Men's forebears have been here, speaking English, longer than mine.

I learned a new phrase. Stochastic terrorism is the use of mass communications to incite random actors to carry out violent or terrorist acts that are statistically predictable but individually unpredictable. In short, remote-control murder by lone wolf. This is a disgusting election. It has to be over soon.

Comment from my Millennial Daughter:

The problem is for a long time politicians. especially GOPers, no matter how much they "want" to lower taxes, use taxpayers as one big endless slush fund. I think they act this way because taxes are taken out automatically. No citizen is trusted to pay them ourselves like we do gas and electric bills.

To be fair I like paying taxes for things like schools, roads, social programs whether I benefit from these things or not, and I appreciate not having to remember to pay them but I am incensed by the sheer piglike attitude of some state, local and sometimes federal politicians and their assumption that I am a cash bearing tree, ever fruitful and never in need of gardening care.

Do I want to fund a big war machine? No. Do I want to keep sending military aid to countries with so so human rights. No. If you "love America" then start speaking up about what taxes you don't like while shutting up and paying up. Don't just shout no more taxes.

Where do you live that money is not needed to keep the ball rolling? I don't want to hear some old man with no kids tell me he doesn't want his taxes to pay for public schools. Do you want to live in a nation full of idiots incapable of creating, thinking, or even defending our country. This isn't about "issues" its about common sense use of public money.

Smile with Music

Even though I am sick to death of this election, I am going to make telephone calls at the Democratic Party local headquarters on Wednesday night.

I give good phone. I used to work on the phone selling advertising for the Princeton Packet group of newspapers. I started in classified and won a prize selling the most Pick a Present ads at Christmas.

Never volunteered for a political party before. Did lots of volunteer church work. Trashmouth old me cleans up good if I have to. It is so hot that I spend most of my time at home in my undies. This was a good excuse to put on a skirt, some jewelry, a little Chanel.

I met Alvin, my section leader. He is 26 and cute. Too clean cut for me. I like the faintly evil type. August, the month of boredom and flies.

Art from Freaking News. 

Smile is based on an instrumental theme used in the soundtrack for the 1936 Charlie Chaplin movie Modern Times. Chaplin composed the music, inspired by Puccini's Tosca. John Turner and Geoffrey Parsons added the lyrics and title in 1954.