Do you know how easy it would be to get away with murder? I read about some helicopter crash where some "Ant-drug Czar" is eliminated Now they're pinning this on sub-par weather conditions. Oh sure, a narco-traficante was nowhere in sight.
I remember (with regret, but it was a sign of the times) that when we lived in Kinshasa, Zaire in the early 70s, we briefly discussed the idea that if we went out at random, on a random night very late at night, when no one was around (that was most nights) we could, if we'd had a gun, have just gone up to a stranger and shot him to death.
No one would EVER have suspected us.
My point is not that I ever wanted to get away with a murder; my point is that MOST PEOPLE get away with a murder. The more gangster-like and organized they are, they can get away with countless DOZENS of murders. Chances are that ever single one of those that pulled the trigger will die a quiet death surrounded by friends and family at a late age.
Pity our poor cops and justice system . . . even though they're supposedly the best in the world, I could still get up (at 2:11 a.m.) in nondescript blue jeans with an ordinary coat that people wear every day, walk to the nearest bus stop and wait for that FUCKING CROWD OF TEENAGE IDIOTS WHO'VE JUST LEFT THE BARS, as they do ever Saturday night, and make one of them an inch smaller, permanently.
Hmm . . now where IS that Colt 45 my dad left me . . . .
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Happy 11/11/11 11:11:11 p.m.
The Power of One
Remember, there can only be one date like this -- all the rest will have to be things like 12/12/12, which isn't at all the same.
Say it out loud to a Japanese! He'll think you've got rabies! (Dogs in Japan go "Wan Wan!") Go to your local maternity ward and substitute a Talking Betsy doll for a newborn born at exactly 11:11!
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Bad Guys Fighting Evil?
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| Anonymous hides behind Guy Fawkes masks |
That seems to be the case. In case you've been exploring 1,000 foot caves in Popocataptl for the past three years, there's a vicious group of bloodthirsty murderers in Mexico who call themselves Zetas. Their pleasant exploits include regularly chain-sawing the heads off men, women and children and just about shooting anyone who so much as looks at them.
These are bad, bad people, flock -- they make the Einsatzgruppen look like a bunch of kindly young soldiers off to have a Sunday afternoon plink at a few Jews in nearby woods, with schnapps to follow.
Recently however, up has popped another group of not-so-bad guys, who call themselves Anonymous. They seem to be a motley crew of hackers dedicated to, well, doing whatever they want to do. Quote: "We [Anonymous] just happen to be a group of people on the internet who need — just kind of an outlet to do as we wish, that we wouldn't be able to do in regular society."
Well, that can be bad or it can be good, depending on to whom you're speaking. I myself think that it's about time.
Recently, apparently, they've decided to take on the Zetas. (I know, sounds like an L. Ron Hubbard novel, doesn't it? All we need is a few Engrams. (Boss Anonymous to be played by John Travolta.) I don't know how it all started, but apparently a member of Anonymous was kidnapped by the Zetas. The Zetas responded by threatening to post the names, addresses and home phone numbers of every corrupt cop, taxi driver, military officer etc. known to be aiding and abetting the Zetas (well, you can pretty much infer that the entire town of Juarez is just a suburb of Zetaville -- they should issue passports!)
So apparently the release of this information so has the Zetas' knickers in a twist that they released their Anonymous guy. But now Anonymous have upped the stakes.
They just don't like the Zetas, they inform us in this clever video, and they're threatening to do it anyway, just to see how many "law-enforcement" officers swoop in and arrest all the Zeta co-thugs.
And the Zetas are promising to kill ten people for every name exposed. Christ, if Anonymous exposed every name on the list, Mexico would suddenly become a very empty place . . . If there were a place to send donations to help Anonymous in this admirable quest, I'd leave ten dollars in the bank and give the rest to them.
Bad Guys Fighting Evil?
That seems to be the case. In case you've been exploring 1,000 foot caves in Popocataptl for the past three years, there's a vicious group of bloodthirsty murderers in Mexico who call themselves Zetas. Their pleasant exploits include regularly chain-sawing the heads off off men, women and children and just about shooting anyone who so much as looks at them.
These are bad, bad people, flock -- they make the Einsatzgruppen look like a bunch of kindly young soldiers off to have a Sunday afternoon plink at a few Jews in nearby woods, with schnapps to follow.
Recently however, up has popped another group of not-so-bad guys, who call themselves Anonymous. They seem to be a motley crew of hackers dedicated to, well, doing whatever they want to do. Quote: "We [Anonymous] just happen to be a group of people on the internet who need — just kind of an outlet to do as we wish, that we wouldn't be able to do in regular society."
Well, that can be bad or it can be good, depending on to whom you're speaking. I myself think that it's about time.
Recently, apparently, they've decided to take on the Zetas. (I know, sounds like an L. Ron Hubbard novel, doesn't it? All we need is a few Engrams. (Boss Anonymous to be played by John Travolta.) I don't know how it all started, but apparently a member of Anonymous was kidnapped by the Zetas. The Zetas responded by threatening to post the names, addresses and home phone numbers of every corrupt cop, taxi driver, military officer etc. known to be aiding and abetting the Zetas (well, you can pretty much infer that the entire town of Juarez is just a suburb of Zetaville -- they should issue passports!)
So apparently the release of this information so has the Zetas' knickers in a twist that they released their Anonymous guy. But now Anonymous have upped the stakes.
They just don't like the Zetas, they inform us in this clever video, and they're threatening to do it anyway, just to see how many "law-enforcement" officers swoop in and arrest all the Zeta co-thugs.
And the Zetas are promising to kill ten people for every name exposed. Christ, if Anonymous exposed every name on the list, Mexico would suddenly become a very empty place . . . If there were a place to send donations to help Anonymous in this admirable quest, I'd leave ten dollars in the bank and give the rest to them.
These are bad, bad people, flock -- they make the Einsatzgruppen look like a bunch of kindly young soldiers off to have a Sunday afternoon plink at a few Jews in nearby woods, with schnapps to follow.
Recently however, up has popped another group of not-so-bad guys, who call themselves Anonymous. They seem to be a motley crew of hackers dedicated to, well, doing whatever they want to do. Quote: "We [Anonymous] just happen to be a group of people on the internet who need — just kind of an outlet to do as we wish, that we wouldn't be able to do in regular society."
Well, that can be bad or it can be good, depending on to whom you're speaking. I myself think that it's about time.
Recently, apparently, they've decided to take on the Zetas. (I know, sounds like an L. Ron Hubbard novel, doesn't it? All we need is a few Engrams. (Boss Anonymous to be played by John Travolta.) I don't know how it all started, but apparently a member of Anonymous was kidnapped by the Zetas. The Zetas responded by threatening to post the names, addresses and home phone numbers of every corrupt cop, taxi driver, military officer etc. known to be aiding and abetting the Zetas (well, you can pretty much infer that the entire town of Juarez is just a suburb of Zetaville -- they should issue passports!)
So apparently the release of this information so has the Zetas' knickers in a twist that they released their Anonymous guy. But now Anonymous have upped the stakes.
They just don't like the Zetas, they inform us in this clever video, and they're threatening to do it anyway, just to see how many "law-enforcement" officers swoop in and arrest all the Zeta co-thugs.
And the Zetas are promising to kill ten people for every name exposed. Christ, if Anonymous exposed every name on the list, Mexico would suddenly become a very empty place . . . If there were a place to send donations to help Anonymous in this admirable quest, I'd leave ten dollars in the bank and give the rest to them.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Occupy: Misdirected?
Well guess what, Miss Priss or Mr. Rockne, you AREN'T going to be one of the so-called "One percent." Don't even go there in your mind. Settle into buying lottery tickets, working at the A&W till you're through school, and then LOOK AT THE $120,000 STUDENT LOAN doing a colostomy up your ass. I heard a rumour that these student-loan people -- a nation of zombies, if you ask me -- can't declare bankruptcy. If this is true, your WHOLE LIFE IS FUCKED before you even get a chance to begin it. See, life does not begin when you're born. If life is gauged at a 70-year expectancy, then you actually only have about FIFTY YEARS TO LIVE, TWENTY of which will probably end up in you not being so very "productive."
So in fact, you only have THIRTY YEARS to make that "One Percent." Which leads me to believe that:
The One Percent have won the lottery. Yes, you read me right. Ten thousand things that could have gone wrong on their ascent to the One went right. They had the right parents. They lived in the right place. Their one talent was happily recognized early. They took every advantage of that one talent. They mowed others down to succeed and didn't care about it. They broke rules that didn't suit them -- and got away with it.
They BARGED THEIR WAY THROUGH LIFE at the expense of everyone and anyone, including themselves.
You name me just ONE ONE-PERCENTER who does not fit my formula.
Ya wanna be a One-Percenter, huh, Occupy kids? Or, more easily, you want to bring them down?
Your sheer naïveté astounds me.
Oh and a passing shot: to a five-year old kid living in Papua New Guinea, YOU'RE THE ONE PERCENTER.
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Fuck Occupy.
But get this: some guy's alarm clock goes off at 6:30 a.m. He wakes with a hilarious hangover, shaves, gets dressed and then heads out to his Mercedes.
Shows up at the office fifteen minutes late. Maybe snorts some coke. Then gets on the floor. Negotiates $15.9M worth of deals.
Calls his "wife" and tells her he'll be home late.
Goes out drinking, gets smashed with his colleagues, maybe negotiates a "deal" with a female coworker.
Camps out at her house till two, drives home one-eyed and plomps into bed with his wife.
Repeat.
THIS is why the Occupy dorks occupy.
Welcome to America. The land of the free.
Shows up at the office fifteen minutes late. Maybe snorts some coke. Then gets on the floor. Negotiates $15.9M worth of deals.
Calls his "wife" and tells her he'll be home late.
Goes out drinking, gets smashed with his colleagues, maybe negotiates a "deal" with a female coworker.
Camps out at her house till two, drives home one-eyed and plomps into bed with his wife.
Repeat.
THIS is why the Occupy dorks occupy.
Welcome to America. The land of the free.
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