Friday, August 31, 2012

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Cool! There was another "school shooting" in Texas yesterday.

At least that's what the media & all the bottom feeder bloggers & snake oil salesmen would like their readers to believe. Yahoo is even calling him the Texas A& M Shooter.

I know, I know, a well armed man in Texas is definitely an "anomaly."

It's also uber Fortean that an evicted man could turn violent. I'm sure that, in the history of repossessions & evictions, none of the evicted or repossessed ever ever ever turned violent.

It's definitely the media's fault.

& Batman's too...

Chris Knowles at the Secret Sun calls the Batman trilogy "The Batman Working" after Crowley's Amalantrah Working, a Crowleyan magic ritual that's much loved by the Internet influenced paranoiacs amongst us. It's effects were massive or dubiously negligible, depending on who you believe. Chris likes to ominously intone how the trilogy's director, Chris Nolan, is "playing with forces he doesn't understand" by churning out this turgid overpriced BatCrap.

Personally, as someone who has had the misfortune of sitting through all 3 Batman films(sorry, I have children and I'm a weak willed asshole when it comes to their requests), I prefer to refer to them as the "Sore Ass Workings."

This has become my own personal film rating guide. If I'm totally engaged by a film I never notice the fact that my ass is hurting, but if a film has all the nutritional content of a Ho-Ho,  at some point, usually about midway, I think to myself, "Jehezeeus Christ, my ass hurts."

All 3 Batman films had this effect.

While they were unintentionally funny at times, they were generally comprised of what typically passes for entertainment here in adolescent America...explosions, gunfire, snarky one liners passed off as philosophy, more explosions, more gunfire, the credits.

To be honest, my first exposure to the latest helping of BatCrap was as a preview shown before the start of another film. They ran Batman alongside the latest Bourne flick & the Phil Dick Total Recall retread and I thought I was watching one long trailer for the same movie.

Watching a superhero film, or any high budget Hollywood brain fart for that matter, has all the riveting, attention grabbing emotional & intellectual appeal of watching plumber's putty air dry.

I suppose that it's all an offshoot of the rise of GEEK CULTURE.  Here, the wimps & effeminate nerd boys, genetically unable to make the leap into the role of adult male, cling to their childhood obsessions & power fantasies like a drowning man clings to a life preserver in a big scary ocean. They homoerotically attach themselves to the muscular hero, imagining themselves in his HERO shoes while simultaneously fantasing about having his HERO cock in their worshipful mouths.

Of course, none of these folk would ever admit that they're big adolescents with repressed gay issues. Egos as massive as I've seen displayed in INTERNET GEEK CULTURE could never stand that much honest self examination. Instead, they have to justify their unhealthy inability to evolve beyond childhood by over inflating the importance of their comic crap.

Lest I forget,  one couldn't possibly leave out the fact that the majority of Americans don't actually work for a living any more. At the turn of the 20th century, America was primarily agrarian, with 91% of the population finding employment on farms. While here in the 21st century, Americans primarily find employment in offices.

I would imagine that many of these office dwellers have copious amounts of time to get their Internet geek on. &, as the saying goes, idle hands are the devil's playthings.

I suppose that having an army of passive aggressive adolescents as your population base is much better for business. They'll lap up all the little techno toys you toss at them, they'll slavishly flock to all of your entertainment-less entertainment offerings, & when the going gets tough it's practically guaranteed that they'll whine & complain & invent & postulate & google & blog & forum about it all but they will never ever ever stand up & actually risk anything in order to attain change.

Emasculating the male population seems like it would be a primary step to take if one seeks to subjugate a society. You can say many things, good & bad, about old school radicals, but you could never accuse them of cowardice. They had a massive "carry in wheelbarrow" set of balls. They understood that lifting their heads up could very well get them lopped off. These days radicals are pseudo Ghandi wanna-bes who march in circles chanting nifty media friendly slogans. Passively waiting for their collective pouting to magically alter reality. 

It's a beautiful system.

A system that will only be cured by a good collective flushing.

Which brings me back to our much anticipated ending...

C'mon Dec. 21st.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

“Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones.” Psalm 137:9
Ronald William Brown, 57, of Largo, Florida was arrested July 20, 2012 for possession of child pornography and conspiring to kidnap a child who he and his co-conspirator, Michael Arnett of Kansas, wanted to cannibalize.

The two conspirators had a particular child in mind. Brown worked for years at Gulf Coast Church in Largo, Florida. He worked for them as a ventriloquist and a puppeteer in their Puppet Ministry for Kidz Zone. A child who was a member of Gulf Coast Church and who took part in youth ministry programs was their target. Officials have not released the child's name but his parents have been notified.

Brown's business is Puppets Plus. On his site is listed a list of Brown's clients which includes: Home Depot, Kash N' Karry, Florida Power, Sunken Gardens, Evatone, Belleair Country Club, Innisbrook Resort, Cypress Run Golf Club, Seminole Lake Country Club, River Hills Country Club, McDonalds, Dillard's, Pinellas Parkside Mall, The Salvador Dali Museum, First Night in St. Petersburg, Tampa's Santa Fest, Numerous Schools, Churches, Recreation Centers, Civic Clubs, and Private Parties. This list shows how careful parents must be to properly protect their innocent and trusting children.
On July 26th law enforcement searched Brown's home and tool shed and confirmed that they had discovered more evidence against Brown.

Brown and Arnett chatted about murdering children as young as two. In one chat Arnett described to Brown what it is like to drown a little girl and what different body parts taste like if roasted or fried in a pan.

Brown revealed to Arnett in another chat regarding the little boy at Gulf Coast Church that he would enjoy strangling the child to death.
Homeland Security agents who searched Brown’s home and tool shed yesterday discovered images of bound and gagged kids, photographs of dead children and a flier for a missing child.
The Christian Television Network, the oldest Christian broadcasting company in Florida, featured Brown as a regular in its television show for children, Joy Junction. In the program Brown used a ventriloquist dummy named Marty.
Here, the "Plus" in "Puppets Plus" refers to cannibalism.
 As in "Hey, you get puppets, plus I get to eat your tender little asses."

Gulf Coast Church, the church that brown was affiliated with had this on their website:

Healthy, long-term relationships make life work well. Being part of a network of good friends provides us with strength, confidence, and joy. Nothing else gives us such incredible, life-altering experiences as being deeply and positively connected with other people.

One of the easiest ways to find those people is in a Life Group--a small group of people who share something in common along with a desire to learn and grow in their relationship to Jesus Christ.  Through a shared interest, a hobby, a strength, a common purpose, or stage of life, Life Groups are formed to provide a place where YOU can belong, and grow with a group of friends.
How true. Is there anything better than a neat, tidy life where everything "works well." I'm also particularly enamored of this whole "networking" phenomena. In the future, when I've curbed my anti-social tendencies & neatened up my own life, I hope to seek membership in one of these fascinating social clubs.

Having said that, I think it's obvious that Brown found someone, Michael Arnett, who he shared something "in common" with, the love of toddler long pig. I suppose you could say that Brown was taking the church's "Life Group" philosophy to "the next level" by making it a "Death Group."

Also, every Sunday at 11:00 A.M., Brown put on a "Puppets Of Praise" show for the long pig Sliders in his charge. Given your average Christian's tendency to give praise & thanks before each meal, I don't think it's much of a stretch to view Brown's show as a bit of symbolic "Grace" being said before a table full of potential victuals.

On Brown's website, PUPPETS PLUS, Brown provides birthday party entertainment for children of all ages. The 2-5 year old, or veal cutlet, page offers this:

Our birthday party show will bring grins and giggles. We also can provide Cotton Candy and Sno-Cones.
Is this guy thoughtful or what? Not only will he eat your kid, he offers a pre-slaughter "Fatten Up The Little Piggies" plan. If nothing else, the man is very very neat & orderly. Well, once you overlook all those semen filled tissues that his copious "kiddie bondage porn" collection produced. Overall though,  I think it's quite apparent that Ron exemplified some core American values here, and he shouldn't be punished for his choice of an "alternative lifestyle."

Always remember that

A Dismal Day At Dick Central™

Today, I just conducted my bi-annual visit to my e-mail account. Sadly, I discovered that my Rigorous Intuition Forum membership has been re-activated.

Words cannot express the sorrow that I feel at having failed to achieve a total shunning. I had even gone as far as purchasing a pointed dunce cap & a special multicolored "EYE OF HORUS" patch that I could wear on my clothes to designate my abhorrent otherness, much like the Star Of David that shunned Jews had to wear in Nazi Germany.

Alas, it appears to be more wasted effort. This latest "shunning" failure has plunged me into a maw of deep depression. An abyss-like chasm that I may never escape.

One can only hope that this will serve as a cautionary tale for those callous Forum moderators who, willy-nilly & without apparent regard for consequences, reabsorb those previously cast out.

You must excuse me now. The worm at the bottom of a Mezcal bottle is offering comfort & succor, a balm that I, in my current state of onyx-like ennui, would be a fool to ignore.