… But then I stop and realize no one reads this. So, in a way, I’ve been anti SOPA for a long, long time. So, here’s an opinion post!
Speaking of fascists. Los Angeles, California city council has taken it upon themselves to fine and/or ban pornography that does not have condom use. It will not allow productions of porn in Los Angeles county without the use of condoms. [canadian business article]
In short, they are telling the porn industry that they have control over what the public sees. This follows that they can also tell them, filmmakers, artists, and the general public what they can create, and how they can create it.
The porn industry is in an uproar, and rightly so. Unfortunately, the media (ala LA Times) will more than likely ride the political side of the fence per usual. Even though it is such an outlandish and blatant abuse of power, which violates those sacred constitutional amendments they hide behind and clutch so dearly themselves, it still does in fact prove that California law makers are out of fucking control.
Besides being a total intrusion into a business where it has no right to intrude or make rules for their employees. This ‘law’ will no doubt effect Los Angeles’ already sad excuse for an economy. Many of the more prominent producers in the porn industry had already stated that if something like that passes, they will simply take their business elsewhere. After all, they don’t need Los Angeles to do their jobs.
They’re right. And frankly, I’m not an advocate of pornography, but I agree with them one-hundred percent. They should leave, if not out of spite, than to get away from inevitable snowball of abusive power that’s tumbling recklessly in California. If losing massive amounts of revenue, taxes, and currency is the only way to make these hollow suits realize they’re over-stepping their bounds, do it. Do it quick, do it… gonzo.
It really is not the city council’s business. It’s basically like the Pilot telling the Skydiver to wear a helmet. It’s not only none of his business, it doesn’t effect him. The Skydiver knows the risks involved, and it’s his decision to jump. Most people just want to see the free-fall anyway.
You’ve got to ask yourself at some point; If miss-guided, and morally ambiguous nanny-ism make their way into powerful hands, who is left fighting in the peoples corner?
If they can tell them how to do their work. Then they can tell you how to do your work.
Sadly, if this wasn’t about porn, this radical disregard of peoples freedoms might be taken a bit more seriously. But alas, much like the closet fascists who support Santa Monica regarding smokers, homeless, plastic bags, and people who don’t wear dinner-jackets. This is just another, in a long line of politically correct, non-thought out, decisions the idiots who run California have decided to spew onto it’s major populace yet again.
California. So wild, so crazy, so innovative… Cultured.
No talking!
Where are all these people I keep hearing about who stand up for what’s right? What the hell is wrong with you California…
This is my fucking year. That’s right. Mine. So all of you people out there who are making new years resolutions about getting a raise, losing weight, or sending your child off to some fucking college. STOP! It’s futile.
2012 belongs to me. Mine! I will rue the whirl of 2012! I’m going to fuck this year up! Things are going to change! Or else! And all those mother fuckers who stuck their nose up and said, “Fuck him. I only care about me!” Will lick my goddamn balls… of steel baby! My big mother fucking balls of steel! SO FUCK YOUR RESOLUTIONS THIS IS MY YEAR FUCKERS!
Now that that is out of the way, I just wanted to say, “Hi everyone!”
Anyone have any employment opportunities available?
… I haven’t had shit worth posting on this thing in quite a while. You can tell. I’m just so tired of being tired. I think all the negativity I ingest from the world daily is fucking up my head. I’ve started to stutter a bit when I talk now. Something strange is happening. I’m not sure what it is. I wish I knew. I suspect Shiner Bock is involved.
Have you ever seen Ilsa: She Wolf of the SS?
Jesus christ… WHAT AN AWESOME MOVIE! It has everything! Blood, tits, action, mayhem, rough German sex, werewolves, and a-list acting! The plot is bullet-proof, and the story… Well it resonates with me even to this day. More nipples than a farm for pregnant hogs!
… And more idiots than a fucking “e-sports” audience.
Anyhoo, I’m still here! I just wanted to make a post for all you fans out there wondering what happened to me… Well, nothing has happened to me. That’s… The… Fucking… Problem…
That uppity nigger went and hit me over the head with a shovel…
- Slim Pickens
STAY TUNED!
Big government is over. From now on instead of community, you will be left in the market place, to fend for yourselves, claw for yourselves, stab for yourselves, guard for yourselves, what little money, savings, dignity, and shelter you have left.
After your jobs are down sized, and exported to Mexico, Tennis shoes made by slaves in camps in Indonesia. Computer jobs set across the ocean to Indonesia. You will be next. Unless you bow down, lick our boots, and throw your benefits away, your raises away, and this is all you have to look forward to. Forever, and ever, and ever.
As more and more benefits are slashed, no more tax and spend welfare state. The windfall from tax cuts for the rich is more and more people out in the cold on the street, begging for money. And when that doesn’t work, robbing people, car jacking, home invasion… Everyone taught that life is so cheap. There is nothing to look forward to, except for what you can score, and smoke in private.
Ending welfare as we know it, means third world crime as we know it.
So why is it all these young people today misbehave?
Don’t they appreciate the world we’ve built for them? Crappy jobs, dog-eat-dog… No compassion in the market place. If you like school, you’ll love work.
Instead they ditch school, and hang out on the street. Yob culture, young hooligans. Everywhere you look, on TV and in the newspaper they’re causing trouble. More and more people will pour in the streets as their rents goes up, and job opportunities go down. So we have to keep them down, before they rise up, and burn our house of cards to the ground.
It’s just the cost of doing business in third world countries where we keep the peasants down. We have to live in armed compounds, armed guards, play tennis… At gun point.
A different route to work behind bullet proof glass each day. But hey, the more the hoards hate you, the more status you’ve got.
Why not do this with the whole world? With gat treaties, down sizing… But what about those goddamn hooligans in the street? We stole their future, it’s all their fault. We must lock them up, but there is no room in the jails.
So the best way, to sweep them away… make every home a prison, today.
Curfew, CURFEW! Who cares how much our leaders are corrupt as long as their tough on crime…
Curfew! Keep them away! Curfew! No longer unauthorized activity.
You can’t leave the home without an electronic ankle bracelet, young offenders must be tagged and watched at all times. Tag their parents with bracelets too if they don’t obey. For that matter, tag them at work and make them stay…
The main enemy, terrorist threat, is your own children… Think about it.
The music they listen to that tells them the world is bad. Its the songs that are the problem not the violence outside.
Keep them locked up. Keep them in curfew. Put them away. Don’t let them out.
We’re tougher on crime, before the election, we’re a national law establishing childrens bed-time!
Bedtime patrol will check up on you, bedtime patrol, make sure your bracelets on. The nanny state, to reach down your pants and check and see if you’ve been moistening yourselves with any unauthorized substance without permission.
Tag them. Curfew them. Keep them down. Keep them at home.
To school, to rent a video on the way home and stay home. Just like at work. Do not gather after dark.
Curfew… It’s such a family oriented word. A much more acceptable, smiling, soft word.
A Much more palatable concept… than Martial Law.
Put your bracelets on, you’re safer when you’re watched. Don’t go outside, you’ll set the alarm off…
Curfew… Forever, and ever, and ever…
- Jello Biafra
When I was younger scratch that, subtext is funner.
One time I went shopping with my Mother, we were in the milk section. She wanted to buy some fruit for us because she thought we never ate enough.
I told her, I love grapes.
She asked me to go grab a pound. So I ditched her, went to the cheap toy section, broke a pair of plastic handcuffs (on accident) and made my way to the produce section. I zipped off the little plastic baggy with a snap, and began my quest.
So many grape choices — Wine grapes, green grapes, red grapes, purple grapes, seedless grapes, grapes with seeds…
So I opened up the tightly industrial-sealed plastic bag, and a half-hour later I went over for some seedless grapes. I wanted to try something new, but the seedless grape bins were only filled with stems.
A clerk who had been watering down the lettuce asked me if I needed some help, I shook my head. He then said, those grapes you’re getting are really good, they’re good priced too.
All I see are stems, I said.
Well that’s because the grapes haven’t been released yet, they will be shortly though. If you buy a stem now, you’re guaranteed to get a fair price for the rest of the grapes when you come back.
What’s the point of that? I want to get the grapes now.
Well, he looked around. See, they take all the grapes off the stems right, then they put them in the back. They put out the stems so people will buy them ahead of time with the promise of their favorite grapes. They take them home, and put them somewhere as a reminder until the store lets them know the grapes have been released. Then they come back and buy the grapes.
They know kids love these grapes, so they do their very best to advertise and build up anticipation for the release of the stems, so everyone rushes out to buy them, regardless of the price. That way, it’s almost guaranteed more people buying the grapes individually.
Huh? I was confused.
I know, it sounds a little crazy, but it works. And as long as they keep buying it this way, they’ll keep doing it. Why not get more money?
Do you get any of that money? I asked.
Hell no, I wish I did, he said.
Well when are the rest of the grapes released? I asked.
That depends. See sometimes we have competitor grapes such as those over there, he points to the green grapes. They come fully packaged, every single grape on the stem. They sell for cheaper, though they’re not as good if you ask me, they don’t come from the same farm as these, and they’re really old. Trust me.
How much are the grapes when they’re released?
Depends, usually it’s around five bucks. But that’s normally per-incremented grape release, we usually don’t release all of the grapes at once. Who cares though? You get your grapes and they’re really good.
That doesn’t make any sense.
He laughed, buy whatever you want, I’m sure it’s your parents money anyway. You better get used to this new way of buying grapes though, it’s great. Pretty soon you’ll have to pre-order the stems and the grapes. They got it all worked out, man they are really good grapes. They should of done this sooner if you ask me.
He walked off and continued spraying lettuce.
I stared at the stems for awhile then walked to the green grapes.
They were old, and brown. I remembered them being so tasty before. Stem and all.
Maybe I’ll just try them again later I thought.
I left the produce section and went back to my Mother.
Where are the grapes? my mother asked.
I shrugged. I don’t think I like grapes anymore, I said.
Well… maybe you’re old enough to enjoy Cantaloupe now.
Maybe.
Rapper Guru, who attained fame with his conscious, jazz-inflected brand of hip-hop in the groups Gang Starr and Jazzmatazz, died Monday after a long battle with cancer. He was 43.
The rap performer had been hospitalized in February after suffering cardiac arrest and falling into a coma.
Born Keith Elam and raised in Boston’s Roxbury neighborhood, he founded Gang Starr in the ’90s in New York; his professional handle was an acronym for “Gifted Unlimited Rhymes Universal.”
Working in tandem with DJ Premier, Guru flexed a jazzy hip-hop style that eschewed gangsta rap clichés. Gang Starr released six albums between 1989 and 2000; the group’s bestseller, 1996’s “Moment of Truth,” climbed to No. 6 on the national charts.
After a bitter split with Premier, Guru founded Jazzmatazz, which took his fusion of jazz and hip-hop even further by employing such well-known instrumentalists as Roy Ayers, Lonnie Liston Smith, Donald Byrd, Freddie Hubbard, Herbie Hancock and Ramsey Lewis. The unit’s fourth and final album was issued in 2007.
I don’t have much to say other than I knew the man through his music from a early age, I respected and appreciated his originality, style and most of his messages to my generation.
Though I’m guilty of losing touch with him and Premiere after their anniversary album in 98, he will always have a place in my heart - and I’m glad to have known him and will cherish his legacy.
