Elizabethan English Is Spoken Here!

Deareth me, I musteth needs to embeddeth a termperate mother of video.  Fucketh me if you hateth this turkey.   Calleth me a big fat jerk off.

Latest episode of my youtube podcast, The Not-Too-Social Hour

Here's a new rat's nest of recondite ideation....

Won't say whose, but I've been watching a youtube podcast regularly for a few months, and today, weirdness.  The person doing the show announced he is taking time away from his daily news and views production, for personal reasons, saying, mostly, that it's a personal crisis, is emotional in nature, and isn't anything listeners/subscribers should freak over.  It's disturbing.   The show is about politics.

Just yesterday I got a weird notice on my youtube, saying there was some sort of rule breaking on my account, not clear what I did, but it said my 'favorites' folder was being disabled.  Sounded like something I viewed is being called foul.  The notice said that none of my videos were being taken down, or I think that's what it said.   This happened right after I posted on my podcasts, this one..



Well, I'm still podcasting.   Hope all is grand.  I'm slightly weirded out.

Last month I mail ordered a dozen bandanas in a new color, and the slum dog inside me was awakened.  Burgundy warmed my gelid, chilly winter blood, this freakishly temperate winter.  A color can be successful, proved easily in that the same item, a large cotton snot rag, flatters me more so than others, given a choice of a dozen fruit patterns

.  Most people can learn which color best compliments them.  There may be rigorous trial error, for those who don't just throw their shit together.  There are slum dogs who do.  Not me.  I assemble my outfits with care.

Listen to me fuss and blither.  Maybe you are right.  Maybe I'm stupid.  I feel insecure and uncertain when left-handedly discussing Steve Bannon's big bomb, the term 'administrative deconstruction.'

A shift in administrative attitudes, from obstructionist to cheerfully networking, may be a step towards socio-economic rejuvenation.  If it was as easy as hiring a motivational speaker, great things would have happened while comedian Chris Farley was still alive, mocking motivational speakers, in the 1980s.   SNL.   Politicians have hired enough consultants to build a bon fire for Washington cannibals,   People have been negotiating their little ass off.    A careful process of disassembling partisan political structures was in order decades ago, and so far, no one I know of pulled it off, let alone even suggested it.

I like the idea.  Pittsburgh should have performed it decades ago.  Instead, it conserved what little economy and culture was left of the steel mill days, all the while doling resources to friends and relatives of the establishment, a febrile, crooked, dim one.  It took forever to initiate a revitalization, and my take on it is that it should start failing in few years.  We don't produce shit.  It's all service industry.   Most of it is tax subsidized.   We network like assholes.  Now would be a grand time to deconstruct partisan politics at the local level.

I'm conjecturing that if the Trump Brand deconstructs a partisan system of quid pro quo, this will reduce obstruction to economic growth in the private sector.  It could increase efficiency and reduce operating cost.  Free market econ opens opportunity.   Regulation inhibits it.  So does affirmative action. And torts.   People have been carping about tort reform  shit since the motherfucking Edsel.  If, like now, social economies inhibit  free market methods, such as through taxes, intervention and regulation, it may be effective to apply administrative deconstruction.   Nobody wants to be a lousy mean bastard, just less amenable to outside intervention.   This is part and parcel to conservative isolationist philosophy, which dear Trump is currently being accused of, in the media, of being.  If the media crap is true, so may be my bullshit.  Shazam!   Excelsior!

poem: It's a Wonderful Community

flower petals in the air
said the visiting Frenchman  Pierre
your boy is getting busy with the clippers
a shorter stemmed rose is only fair
for the upwardly mobile  pair

roses clipped off folks with greenbacks
leads to vigorous hacky sack
big boys looking chipper
like an acrobat
over top of a net made of crack

petals falling into the muck
once a month a pastry truck
full of workers and hedge clippers
pulls out the folks who have been getting stuck
and removes them in the truck