Saturday, October 25, 2008

Dystopia we can believe in!

I just thought I'd plop this down here. The story behind it? Well, I remember writing this one quiet night when I had just about had it with the way things seemed to be going. With a lot of the stuff I do sometimes, it gets saved and forgotten, and this was no exception. According to the file, it was originally created October 11, 2007. I had started thinking about it, and dug it out to look at it again.

Whoa. I wrote this? Interesting, in quite a few ways.

So what the hell. Here, as is, with all the inaccuracies intact, a little piece of paranoia:


LiveJournal entry, early spring, 2012, from an undisclosed location in NY along Lake Erie:

I realize I haven’t posted here in a while, but I’ve been busy. Don’t worry, it’s good news! My mortgage is finally paid off! I managed to make the last payment and, better yet, shifted into a Tax Savings Account that not only allows for automatic local, school, and Federal value-rated tax payments, it also pays interest at prime plus two, which means I’m getting 19% on my tax payment deposits! Who hoo! You can’t get a better deal than that these days. I still miss not being able to deduct the taxes, and I’ve still got a hefty payment book, but at least I know the house is paid off!

Ah, yes, the house. I’m glad that I decided to stay here. Turns out that “steps to the beach” works out quite well when the power fails and, true to their lack of foresight, the local pumping station goes down for lack of backup generators (Wasn’t that due to fund diversion for Amerihealth or slave reparations? I lost track.) Anyways, it’s good exercise to get the wagon and trundle a few buckets down to the lake for boiling and filtering when that happens.

Had a few chuckles when I watched Code Pink on CNN waving their breasts with those nipple messages saying, “U.S. OUT OF ARIZONA!!” Keeerist, wasn’t California enough? Some people are never satisfied. (Wonder what Fox would’ve done with it? Most likely more breast exposure, but I guess we’ll never know…)

Brick wall, meet cement head: friend of mine actually tried blogging an anti-SOB screed and wound up not only losing his online accounts, but was additionally administered a public scouring by some butthead at the Fairness in America Blog. Like things are so quiet that they’re zeroing in on the peons? I wonder if there’s just a shitload of Fairness Doctrine sycophants just looking for someone to jump on. Like one of the major remaining bloggers said last year, it’s like a thousand ex-wives getting on your case. No wonder there’s so little opposition being vocalized these days.

(Sidenote to said friend: you stoopid shit. You should have known. When you refer to our, um, leader, you’re not supposed to capitalize it. How long has it been since they reset the contentbots to send out nannygrams to those who dare criticize Those Who Rule? I mean, hell, if you’re enough of a dumbass to actually do anything remotely political online, you should realize that they’ve already twigged to the fact that “That SOB” is the universal label for, well, you know. UPDATE: did that on purpose, got the usual nannygram. Oh well.)

One of my friends from high school took the Personal Mercy tour last week. Turned out that his injuries from the Galleria Mall truck bombing never healed properly, and Amerihealth refused to pay for pain management, so he finally said screw this and went in and got nailed. I suppose that it beats having to do Russian roulette with Chinese Oxycontin—at least with the government PM centers, you know it’ll be somewhat less painful. I should have known. He had said a while back that since he was white, male, and over 50, the deck was stacked against his getting any help at all. I told him that it could have been worse, at least he wasn’t a veteran. Hell, those poor guys. It was bad enough when Congress decided not to replenish supplies, but to reduce the size of the armed forces to match what equipment was left from Iraq? Ouch. Didn’t see that coming, I’ll tell you…anyhow, I picked up Rush on shortwave for a few minutes on that subject. Nostalgia city. (I saved a lot of money not getting on satellite radio after hearing they weren’t going to let him or Hannity do his show there, but I better shut up or I’ll get another nannygram. They do like cutting off access.) Anyways, I’ll miss him. Who would have known back when we were young and stupid that staying that way would be inevitably fatal? Boomers: useful idiots, expendable morons. Sheesh.

Otherwise? Daughters doing OK. The oldest’s still in Nebraska. Thank God for webcams, since I don’t think she’d get through the NY Thruway border inspection post since she refuses to get a passport. Besides, you need a CB radio around here these days to avoid the random MS-13 roadblocks. Sucks when they peel off $50 as a “road toll.” (Thanks, Eliot. Great move with the licences.) The youngest is out of college and working to pay off her student loans. I think she’s more proud of successfully running the pistol permit gauntlet than she is of her degree. The latter is employment; the former is survival.

Gotta go—it’s getting dark, the night vision goggles are charged up, and I get to do neighborhood watch for a few hours. Rumors have it that certain gangs are trying out home invasions locally. Since we’ve been able to afford supplemental protection this year, any 911 calls might actually be answered when we call.


(Did I mention who won, McCain or Hillary? Does it really matter?)


What got me was the part about "like things were so quiet they were zeroing in on the peons? Hello, Joe the Plumber? I mean, hell, the Fairness Doctrine was under discussion last year, but the going after private citizens? Yipes.

Friday, May 25, 2007

Not My Fault, chapter 3,927

Consider this:

The father of Josh Hancock filed suit Thursday, claiming a restaurant provided drinks to the St. Louis Cardinals relief pitcher even though he was intoxicated prior to the crash that killed him.

The suit, filed in St. Louis Circuit Court by Dean Hancock of Tupelo, Miss., does not specify damages. Mike Shannon’s Restaurant, owned by the longtime Cardinals broadcaster who starred on three World Series teams in the 1960s, is a defendant in the case along with Shannon’s daughter, Patricia Shannon Van Matre, the restaurant manager.

Other defendants include Eddie’s Towing, the company whose flatbed tow truck was struck by Hancock’s sport utility vehicle in the early hours of April 29; tow truck driver Jacob Edward Hargrove; and Justin Tolar, the driver whose stalled car on Interstate 64 was being assisted by Hargrove.


Authorities said the 29-year pitcher had a blood content of nearly twice the legal limit for alcohol in his system when he crashed into the back of the tow truck. He was also speeding, using a cell phone and wasn’t wearing a seat belt, Police Chief Joe Mokwa said after the accident. Marijuana also was found in the SUV.


The lawsuit claimed Tolar was negligent in allowing his vehicle to reach the point where it stalled on the highway, and for failing to move it out of the way of oncoming traffic. A police report said the car became stalled when it spun out after being cut off by another vehicle.

Police said Hargrove noticed the stalled vehicle and stopped to help. The report said he told officers he was there five to seven minutes before his truck was hit by Hancock’s SUV. But Kantack said the tow truck may have been there up to 15 minutes, yet failed to get the stalled vehicle out of the way.

“Were the police contacted?” Kantack asked. “Why weren’t flares put out? Why was the tow truck there for an exorbitant amount of time?”

In other news, the father of Mohammed Atta is suing the city and state of New York for placing the World Trade Center in the path of the airliner the terrorist was hijacking.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

And while we're at it...

I really think that the creative minds at Fox could really rejuvenate their lineup by combining American Idol and 24 into one show.

For one thing, losing would take on a whole new dimension...

Initial Randomicity

Pondering the news about that birth control pill that promises to eliminate periods...

After a few years of use, what happens if you decide to abruptly stop?

Projectile menstruation?

(No, I'm not serious. Get real.)