Wednesday, December 31, 2014
So I went to the Dentist to have even more of my few remaining teeth yanked out of my skull. They're hacking away at me to make way for my first set of dentures...swell.
Meanwhile I have 'no' teeth!
That, and my mouth aches like bleeping hell!! One tooth they were after had a root 38 miles deep, and they meant to go down every inch to get it. I knew something was up when other dentists, and assistants from the place started showing up to watch the show.
There I was with my maw stretched open, and this guy with both arms up to his elbow down my throat.
"Holy Crap!" ...said he.
"This is a tough one."
The other dentists began kibitzing.
"...try pulling to the left."
"...use the number four extractor...has more pull."
Then came, "...put him under, and cut."
Yeah thanks pal!
Meanwhile the Novocaine began wearing off he's been at it so long. When I started screeching in blind mad agony ol' Doc realized I needed another shot, and he needs to rest his arms.
Like prize fighters we retired to our corners to plan the next round.
Okay okay I'll cut to the chase. Yeah he finally got the damned evil thing out...to the actual applause of his pals. I'll bet Dentist are like the rest of us when they talk shop.
"Man ya won't believe the wreck I had to deal with this morning...rot, rot, an more rot...ecck."
Just occurred to me that I should have asked for that bleeping Rhino Tusk they yanked out'a me. I was just too blitzed, and generally fucked up to realize what the hell was happening just then. I would have posted the trophy here to illustrate this nightmare.
So that was my New Years Morning Eve comrades. I'm off now to the Parsonage of the Rt. Reverend Martin, and Nurse Pickles. We're going out to set things on fire, and instigate race riots.
I hope your New Years is as joyful.
Ah X-Mas! Yes dear comrades the only thing happier than greeting it...is seeing it leave. Good Bleeping Riddance!!
Now we can get on with the important work of suffering through a freezing grey pointless grim filthy Winter in peace!
...And your Little Dawg Too!!!
Tuesday, December 30, 2014
Here are a few shots of our Hero "Bob the Bunny" (tm) at home, and on the set. Bob is actually a rather shy, and humble rabbit.
Through portrayed as a wild eyed club hopping rabbit about town. He's actually quite different. In his private hours Bob spends his time reading poetry doing Chinese calligraphy, and praying for world peace.
His twin bother Otto is another matter. Bob's often mistaken for his depraved brother. This has led to many misunderstandings with officers of the law.
There was the time Otto blew up the Eiffel Tower...or part of it.
I must say that caused a bit of a stir. Especially with Otto's/Bob's face all over the worlds news mediums. Just going to the corner for carrots, and cabbages was a traumatic event for poor Bob.
Well that aside Bob's real name is Bjorn Rabinowitz Jones or Hank to his pals. Dear Hank lives a quiet contemplative life. That is when Otto isn't around hiding from Interpol till his latest caper cools off.
Monday, December 29, 2014
The streets across our Grand Republic are jammed crowded with joyful proles as news of "Wars End" became public. The Afghanistan War ya know the one we should have been fighting instead that mess in Iraq? Well after 12 years of it being a back water to the War on Terror it is at last over.
12 years of our troops sitting in base camps, and getting picked off like the French one by one in them old Foreign Legion moves. After 12 years of that tragic tedium, and more or less a month of 'real' War it's all over.
Our Boys can come home with their heads held high,...if anyone notices.
'Course there's no jobs for these folks, and no serious medical since the VA is so backed up, and corrupt. Many will end up in Homeless Camps like that big veterans Homeless Camp in California another in Texas I hear. Both under constant harassment, and sometime open attack by Cops.
A job well done by our fighting men, and women on behalf of the oblivious the greedy the evil, and the just plain stupid that sent them there.
13 long years of a twilight struggle against the forces of Evil won! Well maybe not "Won" really. The frigging Taliban are still there chopping off heads killing women that have learned to read closing down schools, and assorted other jollies like that.
Also we're leaving behind a bunch of troops to be picked off in the Foreign Legion forts...I mean NATO Assistance Centers. This since as I say, and Command knows the actual enemy is still out there, and sucking up territory.
'And so our lads return home like their Fathers, and Uncles did after a similar Success in Southeast Asia.
'This' is what Victory Looks Like.
Saturday, December 27, 2014
We're in some way perhaps as guilty as our Police in our attitudes towards each other. However our brethren in uniform are the only ones with the legal power of life, and death.
Their guilt for their actions or mostly in actions since most are "Good Cops". Their guilt weighs more heavily than ours because of that power. That unique, and overwhelming power of life, and death.
All I'm saying is despite the strong passions we feel. We are obligated to reach out to others. Even those we believe have wronged us, ...especially these.
We 'must' reach out despite the labels of identity we hold dear. We will find I believe that the most unlikely persons have Hearts as wide as the sky. People we see as enemies, and who see us they same way will turn out to be our sisters, and brothers.
It sounds unlikely even corny. It sounds so because we have been taught by generations of rage, and suspicion to think it so. It is 'not' that way. My life experience has taught me this.
It's such a simple truth that behind our curtain of fear, and anger there hides a world of wonders.
Hey I live in this real world. I'm no dummy com'on. I know intimately that things are horrible cruel unjust even murderous. This is true...all true. I just suggest all this can be overcome in a relatively simple...not easy, but simple way.
Amazing, but this stuff actually works. Where it's be tried around the world...Ireland South Africa, and other violent regions the thing actually does good. Even ends whole wars.
Oddly it's never been seriously tried in the United States of American. Not really, and actually. Because we never tell each other the truth, and TRUTH is how the damned thing works. You bullshit, and lie it stays dead in the water.
How it's done is we admit to we tell the Hard Truths about what we've done, and why. We go back to the seeds the very beginning of how our attitudes were formed.
"What, and Why."
Regards our current troubles Police officers, and their command structures. They are asked what put them on a path of hostility even murderous rage against those they were sworn to protect. That, and those who are victims of this distrust say how they came to fear even hate the law.
Both sides admitting all wrongs.
In the case of the Black community this means admitting to tolerating a culture of violent crime for generations...hard that. It's the one thing our,...I'm Black. This is the Great Unspoken Truth. As I say it's the one thing we will never own or admit to.
We need to...we must if we're to make peace.
The Cops need to say similar Great Unspoken Truths. Like their view of Blacks as less than Human. That, and worse Truths.
The Truth is the only way out of this.
The Simplest, and Hardest thing in the world.
Thursday, December 25, 2014
Of all the images of this year just passing I pick this. Heck I don't even remember what the demo was for..ecology or something.
Anyway a picture of the Heat busting a Polar Bear on Wall Street is on the money. Yep the very street whose white collar criminals are behind all the factors that are melting his home the Arctic Ocean.
Our hero the polar bear shows up to tell'em to put a sock on all that scary jazz, and they cuffs him bang on the spot.
This goes into the time capsule.
Hopefully it'll be buried on high ground. Very high ground if anybody wants to actually recover the damned thing. What with the oceans rising, and all the ice packs melting.
I'm sorry for the poor bear he just wanted a bit of justice. He got a court appearance instead. Aw well that's life these daze in da land of da free.
Well Google is being nice, and digging into everyone's Facebook account, and selecting images for this sweet flash back. Nice that.
How the fuck did they get into a Billion accounts to get the images? How the fuck did they get into 'my' account? Eh...ain't that locked up behind my pass word?
....Umm Google this is very nice, but don't you need my permission...or something?
Also the quality is cheesy...full of pixels, and stuff.
Heck if ya gonna break'n enter do it right!
Allen Ginsberg says:
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy!
The world is holy! The soul is holy! The skin is holy!
The nose is holy! The tongue and cock and hand
and asshole holy!
Everything is holy! everybody's holy! everywhere is
holy! everyday is in eternity! Everyman's an
The bum's as holy as the seraphim! the madman is
holy as you my soul are holy!
The typewriter is holy the poem is holy the voice is
holy the hearers are holy the ecstasy is holy!
Holy the solitudes of skyscrapers and pavements! Holy
the cafeterias filled with the millions! Holy the
mysterious rivers of tears under the streets!
Holy the lone juggernaut! Holy the vast lamb of the
middle class! Holy the crazy shepherds of rebell-
ion! Who digs Los Angeles IS Los Angeles!
Holy New York Holy San Francisco Holy Peoria &
Seattle Holy Paris Holy Tangiers Holy Moscow
Holy time in eternity holy eternity in time holy the
clocks in space holy the fourth dimension holy
the fifth International holy the Angel in Moloch!
Holy the sea holy the desert holy the railroad holy the
locomotive holy the visions holy the hallucina-
tions holy the miracles holy the eyeball holy the
Holy forgiveness! mercy! charity! faith! Holy! Ours!
bodies! suffering! magnanimity!
Holy the supernatural extra brilliant intelligent
kindness of the soul!
by Allen Ginsberg, excerpt from "Howl"
Santa, and Bob talk business during the shoot. Something about selling off the Elves to the Chinese in exchange for Robots. Bob is expert at Union busting, and disposing of unnecessary employees. .....Hey I never said he was a Saint.
Our Hero ol' "Bob the Bunny" (tm) has at last returned after several months out in the world on business. Yeah he finally made enough dough selling used 1979 Atari 1600 game sets to the Amazon Indians.
Them things are still fun, but non-addicting.
That, and coloring books, and crayons to the Mongolian Army. With all that he has enough Pesos, and Bolivares to come home, and rest a spell.
Bob btw agrees with me that we should make peace with the Good Cops.
Since most of them are okay...it's just the Blue Wall thing that causes the trouble. In fact he asked me to re-post that shot of him schmoozing with that Good Cop last summer.
"For heavens sakes" ...sez Bob. "If a Bunny sock puppet, and his Negro Manager can find common ground with a Good Cop what's your problem". (She had great teeth btw!)
Wiser words never said by a Puppet.
Saying stuff like this could get me back into the Church. Pope Francis is the Kat's Meow! Thing is though folks that speak like this are in deep shit. I'd double up on the Papal Guards double quick!
This thing is looking like the old flick "Shoes of the Fisherman" more, and more everyday. ...See clip below.
Wednesday, December 24, 2014
"...but it just kept on raining. A veil of Tears for the Virgin Birth."
( This from "I Believe in Father Christmas" by Greg Lake..see below.)
It's been grey raining, and sad for over a month here in the Emerald City. Too warm for snow this year. Pity that would have calmed things down. More big Demos regards the police killing folks going on.
The Mayor asked for a pause.
This till the two slain Policemen can be laid to rest. No dice. Emotions on both sides are just too raw. We're so far apart these daze. The Heat with their "Blue Wall of Silence". Good cops shut their traps, and let the bad cops commit crimes.
Bad cops rob sometimes rape, and now as Black citizens have said for generations...they Murder. It's all out in the open now. Like a crime committed within a family that all agreed never to talk about.
Well now we're talking.
This could be an opportunity for a new covenant amongst us. Between the Protectors, and the Protected. A new beginning. All the dirt cleaned out. All the wrongs exposed to light, and healed.
That's my Hope.
Merry Christmas Comrades.