Monthly Archives: March 2013

Cold Dead Humor

Wow. I mean, just wow. I have seen this floating around for a few days, but did not take the time to really listen to Jim Carrey’s latest video. First, I haven’t seen him do this biting of humor since his “In Living Color” days. I had forgotten just how dark he could be with his humor. Of course, it is why I loved him even back then. But the other striking feature is the music itself. It is country music as I remember when I was a kid. I have not heard anything like it since Corporate America took over the country music scene in the late 70s.

Anyway, for your listening and humor pleasure:

I almost forgot! Hat tip to Mustang Bobby over at BBWW.

Why I Read Balloon Juice – Part Who Knows How Many

When John Cole is on, he is fucking on!

That’s what white (and heterosexual) privilege feel like. It’s that fucking good. You get to feel good about yourself when you have a couple drinks and watch a movie about your country making baby steps towards treating everyone like human beings.

You have to go read the entire post that is before this final paragraph to really get what John is saying. There are people in AA (Alcoholics Anonymous) 20 years who wish they had this kind of personal insight.

No Use Crying Over Spilled Coffee…….

Yeah, about that. Woke up this morning when the alarm sounded at 5:00 AM. Even though I set up the grounds, I did not hit the auto button on my coffee machine. So, on my way to the bathroom I groggily hit the on button to get my coffee brewed. Interestingly enough, when I came out of the bathroom, I noticed the carafe sitting in the dry rack. Then I notice the coffee, and grounds, all over the table and floor.

Needless to say my usual routine of writing in my journal was put aside for the obvious task of cleaning up my mess. Now, 35 minutes later I am sitting here, typing away, with a fresh brewed cup of hot, black coffee. Hell no! there is no cream or sugar. My stupidity goes only so far.

Oh, okay, that was harsh. It has been a bad morning.

Sunday Morning

So here it is Sunday morning, and I have already managed to get one load of laundry into the dryer with a second load just finishing up on its rinse. I have a few more loads of laundry to complete as well some shopping to get out of the way. Also, I plan on dropping off some dice for The Fuskers™. He has decided to start learning how to play Dungeons & Dragons. So in honor of his new endeavor I picked up a complete set of gaming dice that are copper and green. And since I am heading down that way I can also swing by my bank and deposit a check I have had in my wallet for a few weeks. More to follow later.

About Iraq

When the drum beat for invading Iraq grew, I remember having doubts. I read about the reports that were ignored by the legacy media at the time. I also had some semblance of logic that rumbled around my brain; I was able to put some salient points together. Still, I was also willing to give the President of the United States the benefit of the doubt.

Ultimately, I was wrong. I was willfully ignorant. I made no effort prior to 2003 to really read up on what was happening politically. I even proudly stated that in 2000 we proved ourselves to be a civilized, peaceful nation when the election was in doubt; no guns were fired, no civil war erupted as would have been the case in many other countries.

Now, of course, I see that position as completely idiotic. Stealing an election, whether by fraud or by bullet is still stealing. And there are consequences for that type of dishonesty. But I engaged in denial. I ignored the voice of wisdom that my Higher Power gave me. As a result I failed to speak up and evil was allowed to gestate and a war was birthed.

Granted, alone I am not much of a power to turn the tide of evil. Yet I did not need to be alone. I was one of many who willfully allowed politics to ferment without any awareness or input. Blind faith in our Constitution, and in our political process is not what the founding fathers had in mind. Just the opposite; they expected an active roll of the population.

Since the government of the United States of America is of the people, by the people, for the people, it is of utmost importance that the people be educated and involved. I can not speak for others, as much as I would like to, but I can speak for myself; I failed to live up to the ideals of the founding fathers.

Not anymore.

I will not support a war with Iran.