Saturday, November 03, 2012

SUNDAY BREAKFAST




















With the hype for the new Bond movie all over my TV I figured I’d martini my way through the weekend, then God got in the way. (See below)

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The secret word is Interrupted

GOD SEZ…



















Actually I lifted this from Tony Norman of the Pittsburg Post-Gazette. (Don’t ask how.)

"I am the god of the 1 percent. You shall have no other gods before me. I help those who help themselves and visit poverty over many generations to those who would redistribute the wealth that I have freely given to those who luxuriate without guilt in my love. I reward the spirit of material excess because I hate poverty and the poor who have rejected my ways.
"I am a vulgar god who never tires of the misery perpetuated by those who exploit the resources of the planet for tax breaks and personal gain. The smoke of belching coal plants and runoff from hydraulic fracturing pleases me. Let those who refuse to rape the earth that I have made in six days be accursed.
"I am the god of 'In God We Trust.' You shall have no other gods before me. Give to the poor (if you must) out of your excess and at your discretion. Don't be compelled by guilt. The poor don't need a safety net as long as I, the god of the Koch brothers and Ayn Rand, lives in the heart of every patriotic American. It is money that I love, not mercy for its own sake. Mercy without conditions offends me.
"I am the god of the morally upright. I abhor homosexuals, Democrats, mimes and all who believe in global warming. Those who have AIDS can give all glory to me. It is by my hand that every dread disease except obesity and cancer is visited upon the earth. Do not be fooled: I loathe the followers of Lady Gaga. Women who refuse to submit to male authority are an abomination.
"Those who believe in me know evolution is a lie straight from hell. The dinosaurs drowned during Noah's day because the ark couldn't contain them. This is not a mystery if you believe science is evil with all your heart.
"I am the god of war. I love violence and the mindless proliferation of guns in every home. Horses and bayonets proclaim my glory over the whole earth. That is why America is my blood-stained footstool. Guns don't kill -- I do.
"I am the god of the Invisible Hand. I hate the 47 percent who siphon the productivity of my blessed Job Creators. On Election Day, I will pour out my wrath on those who receive the mark of the Kenyan Keynesian. Repent of your idolatrous liberalism, or else."

MARILYN SEZ…















“What’s God done for me lately?”


IN OTHER NEWS I LEAVE IT ALL TO YOUR IMAGINATION




















“The Prime Minister thanked Mrs Brooks for letting him ride one of her horses, joking it was "fast, unpredictable and hard to control but fun.".

DOC’S PAPERBACK CLASSICS #105


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Wednesday, October 31, 2012

A HELL OF A TOWN














The only word is disturbing. To see long time familiar places on a flat screen TV in a foreign land that are ruined, wrecked, and under water. These are places where, once upon a time, I hung with comrades, went about my business, flirted with New York girls, or stumbled drunk in the dawn. The power is out. Streets are dark. The elevators no longer function. The subway is a storm drain. The traffic lights are dead. Automobiles have been thrown about like toys. Ranks of yellow cabs are partially submerged. The bars and saloons I knew so well are silent. What has become of The White Horse, The St. Mark’s Bar & Grill, The Grass Roots, The Park Inn, Dan Lynch’s, Tramps, McAnn’s The Chameleon. Have they been washed away or were they all ready gutted by yuppies or moved to Williamsburg. It’s been a while.
            Meanwhile, on the other side of the coin, Hurricane Sandy produces a distinct Godzilla foreboding. A tropical hurricane, wrapped in an arctic cold front, and driven inland by a rogue jetstream was the stuff of science fiction or disaster movie, or else a worst-case horror theory of extreme climate change in action. How long has it been since Tokyo was simultaneously attacked by super-earthquake, tsunami, and hard radiation? When the fuck do we get the message?  

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The secret word Inundated

POSTED LATERSeems I was fooled by the image. It’s mighty symbolic but also Photoshop. I’m leaving it, though, it doesn’t change how I feel. 

THE FROZDICK FAMILY















Josh Frozdick’s dog Butch was infinitely patient.

Monday, October 29, 2012

STONES ON THE ROCKS



















Okay so we’ve had the Swedes merchandising Motorhead vodka. And now the Japanese are punting out Rolling Stones scotch. To celebrate the band’s 50th anniversary Suntory Liquors will release a limited edition Rolling Stones 50th Anniversary Whisky limited to 150 bottles. The press release doesn’t say how much the damned stuff costs, but with tickets for the upcoming Stones’ shows in London priced up to £400 you gotta figure the tab is more than a couple of yen. I wonder if it’s rock & roll and I don’t think I like it.

“This whisky is a blend of carefully selected malts distilled and casked in milestone years throughout the band's 50 year history, including a malt from the year the band formed that has been long-aged in mizunara (Japanese oak) casks. Its weighty, complex aroma calls to mind both dried and ripened fruits, and even cacao and espresso, and its rich heaviness and slight bitterness expand in the mouth with a velvety smoothness. The aftertaste is a pleasant and expansive woodiness akin to the fragrance of the finest aloes wood, and a soft smokiness.”

Yeah, right.

Click herefor Scrapper Blackwell and a more realistic perspective.

The secret word is Exploit 

VOTE ZOMNEY
















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