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.

 

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.

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.

 

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.

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.

More Tough Tittie

I often feel like a big stupid ugly peckerhead when compelled to explain myself.  Why do it when it sucks so fucking bad?   Could more wheedling explanations be far behind?

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.