Sorry.  People are un-inventive twits and this is burdening progress.   With food prices astronomical no one is suggesting the government release cows, horses and pigs in urban areas like here.   And it is imperative that live stock be allowed to sink or swim in the local forests as people spear the animals for their dinners.

 Everyone should be practicing with a sport javelin, in their back yards or at the city parks, so to prepare for the real event.  Hunting and gathering.  Surely someone from CMU knows how to grow fruits and vegetables in a miserable excuse for a town, such as here?  To fill out our miserable diets, now that a  one pound bag of rice costs eighty dollars?

We should all be eating free ham.  Feral pigs!  Why not?  Free range ham, if you will.  And beef.  Horse meat, too.   Why do people assume commercial beef is better?    And the hunting and gathering will help obese hunters and gatherers shed those bulging love handles.    This is gonna' be great.   Release farm animals in city parks.  Also, we need more apes and giraffes.  I know we can swing this.  It'll bring tourists downtown to see the beasts.    

 

 

Normally no one invites friends to have an unpleasant visit.    I am talking interiors.   And personal failings.  

I am not a hoarder.  I am not unsanitary.   I’m a filthy bad house keeper, and I can’t afford to redo the interior of my house.   I’ve lived in shabby places galore since adulthood.

I accept and understand   social norms and common human needs.  

No judgment is made against people who hate the interior of my house.  They are as much as maybe half mitigated in so feeling.

I am respectful and tolerant toward  shit-eating human frailty.

Don’t visit.   You’ll hate it here.   I’m a disgusting housekeeper.  The furniture here is disgusting.  So’s the lighting.   There’s no rugs at all.  

I am a happy soul in my hovel.  I’m made for this dump.   I would like everyone to forgive me for being an awful housekeeper. Why does Jesus Christ look like Ted Nugent in the late 1970s?

I don’t invite guests here out of respect for others.  But that could be taken many ways.  Suffice no one visits here

Holy huge rat pellets, Batman! I reminded myself, like a cruel typing teacher might do, in class, and it's...it's...it's traumatic, really. Prounonce that 'really' 'rilly' It's painful...rilly. I just remembered what the antidote was for ugly interior design. Alcohol. I would walk to a bar, commence drinking, chase some skirts, maybe meet a female who wants to do the wild thing. I like doing the wild thing. Nothing queer. No rough stuff.

Alcohol was essential, and bars made it possible for bad housekeepers to socialize.

I socialized in bars, drinking holes, years ago, and yielded many interesting sex lives in many filthy apartments I rented. I'm a god-awful house keeper, I like pussy, and with enough beer and whiskey pre-existing in sex partners such as mine...their doing... not mine...bliss finds a way, with no arrests or abortions. I dated many low net worth female alcoholics. Best was having sex in a new partner's clean apartment. Naturally, dirty joints were okay, too. Proud. I'm proud of my history.

And I socialized zillions of low net worth men asexually and para-fraternally. Some of whom were gracious guests in my shabby dirty apartment full of dirty dishes and ashtrays and I don't own a vacuum. There were bars in walking distance everywhere I lived until I moved here.

The Northside is a cesspit of addiction and abuse, but there aren't any bars in walking distance, and I don't drive drunk no matter how boring it gets anywhere. So these days, I just don't receive guests. How shitty. Thanks for reading,

 

Years ago, when I was still working, I recall people collecting money, everywhere, to save whales from extinction.  Dripping reasons why the  Marxist concept of history is working magic, allow me to relate  theory to Herman Melville’s novel, Moby Dick.      

Marxists apply the concept of history to explain how capitalists are always wrong and communists are always correct.   Mother Russia was  like Gorgeous George in drag.    Stalin was a peach of a guy.   Chairman Mao, too.   They all cared deeply about the Rainbow.  

 Marxists prefer not to go there, in a discussion.   Their concept of history places them, folks walking about among us all,  on  the correct side of all moments, happenings and events since Genesis.   They were on the appropriate side of all wars, world over, and were correct about the Central American Sandinista/Contra conflict of the ‘80s irrespective of what actually happened.  .  They despise whale hunters historically, and feel even worse thoughts about modern Republicans.   Allow me to slide in Melville’s book about the great white whale.   

 To some voters and politicians, anyone who voted for Trump is a dreadful person.    Not fair or logical, but it’s possible to presume all people who voted for Trump have forebears,  distant great-great uncle fascists, who speared whales for a living.  LIke  Captain Ahab.  Gregory Peck, in the film.  In this way, the Marxist way, everyone who voted for Trump harpooned Moby Dick.   Captain Ahab got what he deserved, and that would have been an awful way to go, roped to an injured great white whale.  

In Marxist thought, history proves that communism is  inevitable, humane and scientific.  Capitalists, and Republicans, side with fascists to get and stay rich.   For the trillionth time, Republicans are responsible for all  loss of life and hardship.    Stalin was no big deal.  Let me tell you about the whales.

   People who vote GOP are worse than Captain Ahab.  And people to the left of center, all happy zilliion of them,  are as lovely and temperate as a summer’s day.     Best yet, it is impossible for Marxists to be wrong about Moby Dick.  

Republicans, all of them,  harpoon whales.     Democrats rescue whales just like  Moby Dick from  slow gruesome nautical demise.        Marx was nice to Moby.

A little narcissism won't hurt

 

Being a prick is a full time job.   A cynic, let's say.   People love generous productive people who make them feel good about themselves. In a sickening social appeal this could mean common crummy people gain from ambient well being shared with them.  Bad people can be fun.

By contrast, too many sick assholes of the universe impose their unpleasantness on others, and detract from collective happiness.    People I know too well spread gloom.  The purpose in 'splaining this is a cynic can be harmless, possibly didactic.  Unless the individual is a complete asshole.  

It has been, for me, hard to grasp that people are good for one another, in the main.   If the only author a person read, while isolated from polite society,  was William S Burroughs, and the jerk studied exhaustively, the poor asshole might have a raft of problems socializing among people who live and breathe Winnie the Poo and Alice in Wonderland. 

Rolling the gurney back to start position, a person might isolate deliberately, aware of being toxic to other people.  Persons I've associated with were  more likely to express to other people their negative opinions and irrational, hateful demands than to provide therapeutic emotional support.   They always need the cooperation of people to whom they feel superior, if only everyone was smart enough to appreciate whatever nonsense the finest of imaginary people believe and practice, by way of their obligation to the ugly american.   

Surely people exist silently aware of  great and perfect humans who didn't amount to much and deserve fame and fortune.  If so, they need to get the lead out of their ass.  Help.  I'm going nuts here.   

 I feel like a complete idiot, and a lucky bastard, both at once, like the angel of crippling ambivalence flung pancake batter on my Nehru jacket.  It's the kind of good luck that keeps life slightly toxic.   

 I stupidly mail ordered a purported 8 terabyte external hard drive, offered from GiantStupidProducts  at a stupid low price.   Only a stupid, stupid fool would trust that simpering gaseous pipe dream.

Great mail service.   I got the thing in two days, took the risk, right out of the box.  Plugging it into the only desk top computer I have left, the precious few video and audio programs I use free of charge, and bazillion of photos, videos and text work could all eat shit for eternity if the device contains malware.    The defective hard drive appeared to be letting me copy terabytes of files and folders.  Elated stupid me till I checked results and the drive was defective in the same way other super-cheap storage devices have been.   I am a stupid slow learner.  I must 'splain.

Me, low net worth.  Very low.  I always risk misery such as I just had by buying items running at insane low prices.  It works well sometimes.  I've done well buying bargain musical equipment and jewelry.  The hard drive posed serious risk of damage to equipment, but luckily the only problem was it doesn't work.  It did no damage to the computer, so I'm happy about that.  Better, the seller will refund my money without my having to return the item.  I was fearful if I sent the hard drive back I could be vulnerable to cyber crime.  I have no way of knowing what info may have transferred from my computer to the shitty item.   Bastards could steal my identity, if they are that fucking desperate.

There's nothing illegal on my computers, but hackers hack into computers how ever they do and steal intellectual properties.  I'd rather they not grope the hard drive.  I'm sharing I still feel like a moron for buying the hard drive.  It wasted a load of time.

 Heavens to Betsy, for some reason I feel like my thighs got a million times flabbier when I pontificate on the meaning of words and phrases, in this instance, 'attractive nuisance.'   I'll get less attractive, physically, yet, when I get to 'hostile and discriminatory environment.'

Insurance professionals gave the world 'attractive nuisances.'   Home and business owners are liable for harm people incur by their own stupidity and disrespect for others.   People who owned swimming pools were sued because people went swimming without permission, and drowned.   Rather than opine, or command,  for instance, adults and children have no right to trespass, and are expected to use judgment of normal people, it is on the owner of the pool to install fences and other appurtenances to protect stupid people from their negligent, disrespectful selves.   Invaders could have the sense to bring their own life preservers, but  home owners can be sued for not providing them.   People who need them are unfit to make decisions that affect other people.   Back to square one, people are sued for things people do to themselves without permission based on the reasoning that swimming pools are an attractive nuisance. 

Fast review:  Homeowners know people can drown in their swimming pool, and that children and adults are likely to trespass and drown.   Meaning no tall fence and warning signs, no Klieg lights, no security staff, no pontoon boat to extract indigent families who invade your pool and are drowning, if you are negligent in not providing everything conceived by man or God,   Your pool is an attractive nuisance, and you must obey.  Now to bring more shit into the great stone soup of philosophy.

I've noticed over the years that people create attractive nuisances by bringing outside agendas into schools, libraries   This example is sick as fuck, sorry, but programs intended to help people addicted to drugs can have the effect of attracting drug dealers.   Dealing precipitates anyplace addicts meet, rehab facilities included.   Sorry again for bringing it up, but any institution that serves kids can attract sick disgusting perverts.  Again, the concept of attractive nuisance pops up.   

This blog entry happened after reading something in a newspaper opinion section.  It had to do with signage and other media supporting the Rainbow and Inclusivity, DEI, other common identarian  political movements.  There are many sides to the arguments for and against gender and race politics in public institutions.   I have noticed what I considered to be hostile environments, and as well as complex of attractive nuisances on college campuses.  Agendas for or against Israel constitute both nasties, hostile leaning environments and the nuisance, in this case, violence and malice.   Any protest activity on a campus is likely to endanger people.   Sad to interject that any agenda could be inherently malicious, fraudulent, or criminal.  Marxist agendas are hostile in more ways than can be wunked out here.   Peace.