Did you ever wish everyone could take a Quaalude and wake up someplace nicer?
Thursday, March 26, 2026
Hot damn! This is dreadful. The Rob Reiner double homicide. Tsk. I'm watching a stupid quazi-news and info program about Nick, family annihilator.
Personalities are debating how Nick and nut/murderers should be adjudicated, treated for illness, and kept from killing moms and pops. It's possible, rotund healthy maybe-like, if young Nick had been lobotomized after his umpteenth psychiatric freak-off he wouln't have killed the mums and dads Nick Xed. Zzzzzzzzip!
There are long acting medical needle drugs, like prolixin, that keep violent loonies calm and free of aggression for weeks or months at stretch. No need to make sure the jerk took pills as prescribed each day. He get the shot on schedule, and maybe he won't kill.
Team Reisner right here is rooting for lobotomy. This is because there are so fucking many dangerous assholes out there, and no good way to confine or medicate the jerks. Another answer to the Nick Reiners of the world is confinement in state hospitals, locked up, long as necessary, maybe till the end of crazy time.
Holy shit, this is awful but I'm watching youtube shows again. What if it's an elaborate hoax. It's a surprise party, the joke's on everyone, the FBI is in on it, so's everyone celebrity or near enough to it. Common stupid, emotional, meddlesome television viewers, overweight and infirm are on pins and needles wondering what happened to Nancy.
I'm making all this up, it's happy horseshit and nothing else. What if they all have Nancy holed up in suite in Trump Tower, Trump's in on the joke. The cast of the Today Show is in on it. Hoda will pretend to search for Nancy, it will be like hide and seek for adults, and then...surprise...Nancy is a live, the FBI was pleased to waste money on the hoax, Trump liked the idea because it's fun, has glitz, people buy tickets of anything.
Maybe it's a hoax. This could be real fun.
Tuesday, March 17, 2026
Mummery
I mummerate. Flail. Gesticulate the way swarthy ethnic people do. I perform acts of mummery. One must when slinging hash on the least popular of subjects, in his moment, a major scumbag, criminal, pervert, pedo, and asshole of the universe, Jeffrey Epstein. In spitting this out I expectorate zero tolerance for creeps and perverts, but need to explain that there have always been cults and civics groups, societies of geniuses, philanthropists, intellectuals, and everyone likes sex drugs and rock and roll.
Assholes like Epstein provide sex, drugs and rock and roll, caviar, stogies, also dip-shitty alcoholic drinks with paper umbrellas in them. Wealthy, powerful pigs like Chad Computer Genius and Mr. Big Dick Former President of the US, and they all enjoy hospitality such as Jeffrey provided them along with the digs to do what they do best, whatever BS that may be.
Just examining possible ways to go forward absent of sex crime. The fun and games can be a good thing. Been thinking hospitality businesses could be a direction in grass roots politics, if you get my drift. The key to cooperation is in providing sex, drugs and rock and roll. Thanks for reading!
Monday, March 16, 2026
Epstein... the new and much worse form of a J. Edgar Hoover type
Old late J E Hoover of FBI fame was an expert in finding dirt on people. He extorted the bejesus out of many big wigs. Getting photos of men and women doing illegal sex was best of all. Anything taboo is great for shutting people up and for making people do what they are being extorted to do. Do it or Edgar will rat it to anyone bad for his victims. But enough of Hoover, that prick.
I'm conjecturing stupid stuff about fucking Jeffrey Fucking Asshole Of The Universe Epstein. No respect at all his way, the man was a pig. Start with a grocery list style analysis. Both men used compromising information for similar reasons. Other reasons, too. I'm not saying anything in this barf bucket is good, but...
What if Epstein was operating a sex and drugs business, illegal in the US, that is bad, not so? If one turns a quickie blind eye to law and ethics, he may have used Pedo Island as a brain trust, or think tank. Suppose he did it by providing guests, like Bill Clinton and so many great brilliant gifted other, Dershowitz, sex, drugs and rock and roll. He created a pleasure business, and used it to place smart people, such as college faculty, industrialists, artists, brainiacs of all kind in a common meeting, Pedo Island. Disgusting, yes, but maybe the people brought together on Pedo Island will find a cure for cancer as a result of meeting with genius perverts of all kinds? Maybe guests on Pedo Island will find a cure for the common cold.
Maybe together, they'll design a vaccine that prevents perversions and criminality. One shot in the ass, and we can empty the prison industrial complex. Epstein is a total skumbag, but what if he saved mankind, not that he really fucking did, he didn't, still, what the fuck if? The world was always a creepy place. Remember Raspuntin? De Sade? Other famous perverts. Okeeeeee.
I Need To Compose A Song Called "Why Do I Feel Like An Asswipe?"
I feel like shit because I'm talking. Tough shit, one could say.
Maybe there is no equivalence. I say there is, between transgender surgery and the once optimistic procedure, lobotomy. Both have been considered good ideas. As the old joke goes, once lobotomized one has nothing to worry about. And nothing to worry with. I ripped that from P.T. Barnum.
He said it about a circus freak in his side show. I'm making a jingly paperclip chain out of several things that trended in the last half century. The trend in changing gender surgically and chemically, with the old trend in generous frivolous psycho-surgeries of the 1950s. Could, sometime in the sci-fi future, transgender medicine be in the same paper envelope as cosmetic surgery, in the widest way? Remember the late singer, Michael Jackson, the way his nose, after a zillion alterations to it, nearly died on his face? People all over were having excessive surgeries and were getting grotesque long term results.
No shit, I mean no harm to anyone with this post. I'm concerned a lot of people could be worse for wear after too much medical procedures and meds. The future might suck worse than now. But hasn't it already?
Thanks for reading!
Tuesday, March 3, 2026
It's easy to opine from a safe space, like me, here. So fuck me for being a presumptuous little prick. And it's easy to be crass. I don't mean to be, but to simplify, one gets rude... Shitski.
Without specifying one goddam idiotic brain damaged thing, people began back in the 1950s to say, "let's bomb (fill in the blank) back to the stone age." That's crass. It's of interest over some shit in the news, overseas, the US involved, some rough stuff, missiles, what have you. Suppose the plan, maybe now, is to inflict a shitload of harm over there in hope of divesting the where with all to attack the United States. Cave dwellers don't have much in the way of weapons. If the plan works, life is safer for Americans. The bombing destroyed the resources terrorists would have used, in this smiley faced possibility.
This is shitty. I hate being a blowhard. Just weenie wagging the outside opinion there could be benefit, in the long term. Shit, shit, shit. It is so painfully true. Opinions. Like assholes. Everyone has one and they all stink. Thanks for reading.
Sunday, March 1, 2026
Hey-ooo. That's my new greeting. Hey-ooo. Oh, shit. It's already in use. A rival youtuber opens his show saying 'hey-ooo.' Now I have to fabricate a sub-human sound that prompts listeners to my unique wonderfulness, on my youtube show, The Zane Zog Show. It's an open secret I use the name Zane Zog as a pen name for certain projects. The dirtiest stuff. Here's some shit in my real name, me:
As a life long low earning, low net worth male pip squeak, I need to go public with something that effected me and many others. Gender disparities in the disposition of public and private business capital. I contend there has been a sussed but pervasive thingy: For decades women have received preferential treatment in the disposition of public revenue earmarked for small business development. Men are aggressively discriminated against in the disposition of business capital. So what? Here's so what:
Myself included, a tall shitload of low net worth men, in seeking jobs, wind up subordinate to women business owners and the management there-of. Men are insulted and made fools of. Women are granted hiring preferences in corporations, public and private. Men, subordinate to this, are open to outright mistreatment plus any consequence to their careers as they become victims of incompetent leadership. Male subordinates are blamed for the poor results female bosses force by poor decision making.
After decades of affirmative action there is a human capital crisis at large that favors interest groups, to the detriment of others. My point, society is rotting from the inside from the hatred affirmative action has manufactured. I am speaking from first hand experience. It is degrading and damaging to rank and file workers to be subordinate to incompetent and or despicable affirmative action hires. Women can be as abusive and criminal as men.
I don't support Trump or any other politician, but I need to huck out, here, that this beef is a factor in the support base for Trump. Dems need to change method. I'm still pro-civil rights. Too bad people are ass-wipes. Thanks for reading.
Friday, February 27, 2026
What a sleazo. And a sagacious SOB. Smart prick. Epstein. The man had vision, along with a juggler's dozen perversities. Perversions. However sexual and social manipulators are discussed, Epstein went into the hospitality business. Also, the persuasion biz. The extortion biz. Espionage! And a few happy things, too. Pedo Island could have been similar to what the Algonquin Hotel was, a meeting place for people with great minds. To good ends. Arts and sciences. Technology. But mostly, he provided a safe space for perverts. He arranged sexual playdates.
Jeffrey provided sex and drugs, other pleasure-related activities, sports, games, freak-offs. In a spread of luxury party spots. He was a professional party boy. And, like J Edgar Hoover, he kept files on people. Incriminating photos. Dirty secrets. Best, for him, of all, he had the power of opprobrium, to inflict it, and to get people prosecuted for sex crimes. In some circles it's called entrapment, setting up a service that provides illegal whatever, or, more obviously extortion, not to mention manipulation. The late Jeffrey might be accused of suborning sex crime. In this case world leaders, industrialists, politicians, scientists... wee doggie, as Jed Clampett would say on the Beverly Hillbillies.
Linking it together like dreadful pork sausages, maybe he worked for certain shit heel foreign government agencies, and maybe some here in the US. I fart. I fart at the very thought of that shit. Thanks for reading.
Friday, February 20, 2026
This post is just one more unsolicited theory about what happened to Nancy Guthrie. She might have been driven by car or van to a conspiracy friendly funeral parlor. She could have been cremated a few hours, maybe minutes, after abduction. I saw a horrible youtube show about cremation.
Pacemakers are removed from corpses by however methods before they are fried to ashes. The devices can have years of useful battery life left on them when someone croaks, and the things are routinely recycled, as are titanium screws and mechanical fixtures of all sort. The stiff is then cremated and the end product of that is crushed into a powder for placement in an urn. If I'm right Nancy's pacemaker would have been inoperable soon as possible after abduction. She may have been dead from day one of the caper. That's all the crass ugly American stuff I have for you for now. Could be total BS. Thanks for reading.
Monday, February 2, 2026
I am watching a documentary about the serial killer David Berkowitz, and want to so share a detail that caught my attention. While police were searching for the killer it was theorized that the culprit was impotent, and was using a gun to derive the gratification he couldn't achieve sexually. Or in other words, homicide is a sex act. Author Norman Mailer said that it's never asexual. Jeez, the 1970s were cool.
My moment of arousal came when a cop, during the time frame, reported that they think the killer is impotent, and police stations got hundreds of useless leads from all over town. Women were reporting their impotent husbands and boyfriends to the police.
It's no good that Son of Sam did what he did. And it's no good being reported to the authorities for sex problems. I wish it was easier.
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
More Tough Tittie
It's a fucking compulsion, dammit. As in OCD, the big 'D' for 'disorder.' But you don't need that shit right now. I keep trying to explain the difference between 'supporting' the president or anyone else, and 'explaining what is taking place.'
I don't support Donald Trump, or any other politician. I have been raising the point that Trump acts autocratically because Democrats and Trump's opposition in general act exclusively in opposition to what he does. This renders it pointless to apply the so called 'democratic process.' That wheezing ancient ailing concept requires fair consideration of actions proposed. Since Dems oppose all objectives of Trump's, like it or not, on a woolly defacto basis, the actions Trump takes are 'tough tittie' for anyone opposing what he does. The bastard refuses to engage dialogue with hostile personage.
I've been saying from the git go, 2016 Dems could offer appeasement towards the Christian right. That could ease a few hostilities and open a few positive coalitions among otherwise disparate interest groups. Likewise, Dems should have gone with a pro-social, pro-coalition methodology. No fucking with anyone. Docile. Open to partnership. In spite of some differences. It's the hard part of multiculturalism. Pricks pretend this isn't a problem, when it's a chubby one. Dems needed to go humanistic and negotiable.
Instead, like apes, they lept aboard the cruise shit,... (notice it's 'shit' and not 'ship,' e.g. the television show The Love Shit)... Like the old television series but in antimatter form, The Hate Boat. The once gentle and humane progressive Dem party is The Hate Boat.
I don't hate either party. Ignore both. Think independent of party affiliation, vote as you wish. Its idiotic for Dem and GOP voters to be lousy stupid rude ignorant pricks to each other. Be sweet. Share the anejo. Get laid. Get fucked. Dance, together to songs like Mony, Mony. Play golf together. Have bi-partisan sex. Misceginate.
The Constitution of the United States guarantees every American citizen the right to tell dirty jokes. Americans are allowed to buy pencils at the Westview Dollar Tree Store. A notebook too, Jasper. Everyone, fucking near about, even legal fucking aliens and stowaways not yet adjudicated, is allowed to compose limericks in said fucking paper notebook, like the one asshole peckerhead Mark David Chapman carried around, taking filthy notes to himself before the senseless murder of Beatle John Lennon.
Hardly anyone is allowed to make you shut your foul blithering trap. Cops are an exception. Whatever the Constitution does, it isn't too enabling when a cop tells you to turn off the engine and get out of your SUV. Everyone has the right to compose and recite haiku in the front seat of their car with their girl friend off to the side filming the incident that follows. Poets are allowed to recite their sonnets during an arrest, while kevlar beasts pile on top like a rugby team loaded for bear. Madrigals can be performed during a strip search, for Godsakes. Is it possible the cosmos is too weak to benefit from all of everyone's Constitutional freedoms? Fuck no.
The worst barrier to free speech and to free thinking is the ordinary peer groups few people have the luxury of not knowing. People, ordinary pieces of shit, shit all over each other, like chickens at a processing plant. Everyone talks, no one communicates. Chickens remain powerless. In spite of being the liberal/progressive middle class.
Monday, January 26, 2026
Fiction: Not my best. Tough Tittie. Enjoy.
Looks like a mostly white sunflower seed, with smiling bad teeth and flax dreadlocks. Insulated work vest over his plaid flannel neo-grunge look.. Thanks for service. Eternally. Historically.
The incels on another placement block belt whack off in their SUVs and make internet news reels with their dashcams. School shooters. Different roosters. Whole other hens. Diff pecking order. There are new balls coming. You can... If you try.
Man will be known as a civil rights personality for as long as the planet lasts. He's a homely nerd. A tepid at best future. Worth more dead than alive.
He's a trend. Do it for yourself. Die. You are on the internet till doomsday.
Fiction: This is not my best creative writing, but I want you to love it.
What kind of pervert is he? He'd jack off to a picture of iceberg lettuce.
He doesn't stop when there's company. He's a terrible person and unbelievable fertile. He could repopulate the world with sociopaths like himself. And he's well liked on the party circuit. Who says drugs are a bad thing?
I miss the dude, had a heart defect and he coked his ass to death deliberately. In trouble. Not like going to jail, but his network was going down, and his way of life, jerking off and fucking more than normal, exponentially, was devastating. He was quietly devastated. Went out quietly, leaving his remains to the nurse who let him use her apartment in exchange for reliable abundant sex on demand. There were problems everyone was noticing, such as scarcities. Also diseases were spreading like red wine on a gingham table cloth.
Most important, he and I, not exactly but near enough, shared a gene or two. For being very complex and anti-orthodox. With large libido. He lived fast and croaked at 35. I changed speed too many times to count and don't have congenital heart disease. How fucked.
Sunday, January 25, 2026
Cognitive Twerking
It was an entertainer, Miley Cirus who invented, made famous, a dance move she called 'twerking.' No need to describe it in words, it's on video hither/tither and is known like the Grand Canyon, or Yosemite Park. She, last I researched twerking, had stopped doing it and moved forward in her career. I have to credit the author, she, Ms. Cyrus when I use the word she coined, twerk. I thought of the phrase 'cognitive twerking' today, and need to share it. My mind twerks often.
It matters, I tell you, that the mind can do what Miley did on stage. Every day. And when dreaming.
To be a free thinking person, one must twerk in mind.
I feel like a heel to bring it up, but maybe people are doing 'suicide by cop' in order to become posthumously famous. I suspect the ICU nurse went with open gun carry so to cause his own death and make himself a martyr to social justice. Another secular equivalent to religious dogma. But in this case, people want to be famous civil rights heros. Far out.
I feel like a puke for bringing up a few things. The media keeps reminding that the victim was an ICU nurse. There are zillions of true crime shows about nurses who poisoned patients, killed husbands for insurance, stole all sorts of drugs for sale for all reasons, homicide and sex crimes among them. Family killer Grant Amato was a nurse before being fired for stealing drugs and then killing his mom, dad and brother, in cold blood. I mention this crap because Pretti is being painted as a saint. He had a gun in plain site. And was resisting arrest. Nurses are respected, skilled professionals, with the same criminality common to white collar and blue collar criminals. Speaking of, it's never legal to obstruct a police action. Someone could get the impression that because the man was a nurse he used proper judgment, and was mitigated, in bringing a gun, open carry, to a protest in which people were obstructing a police action. Please be aware that the social justice movement is a linguistic war, a war of semantics.










