Wednesday, November 30, 2016




"Cry Havoc, and Let Slip the Dogs of War!"

                                  O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth,
                                  That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!
                                  Thou art the ruins of the noblest man
                                  That ever lived in the tide of times.

                        Woe to the hand that shed this costly blood!
                        Over thy wounds now do I prophesy,--
                        Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips,
                        To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue--
                        A curse shall light upon the limbs of men;
                        Domestic fury and fierce civil strife
                        Shall cumber all the parts of Italy;

                        Blood and destruction shall be so in use
                        And dreadful objects so familiar
                        That mothers shall but smile when they behold
                        Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
                        All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:

                        And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
                        With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
                        Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
                        Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
                        That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
                        With carrion men, groaning for burial.
                                  Francis Bacon 

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

"My Toy Samorai"


"Uncle Happy", ...da First.

My Presidential Limo for trips to the "Jesusland" parts of the Republic. ...this if I run in 2020.When I'm of course elected I'll do away with all this Democracy mayhem, and declare myself Emperor.

"Emperor Uncle Happy",...da 1st.

My plan is "Bernie" on Steroids or if you will Crack, and Whiskey. Everybody will at once have their unjust debts absolved. Any businesses or Corporate entities that drags their feet will be nationalized their CEO's beheaded on the "Today Show".

Okay no Death Penalty.

We'll just put them in a stall on Coney Island to have folks throw pies at them. Five cents a throw so everyone can have a shot. Free shots for Vets Seniors, and Students.

National Heath rebuilding the infrastructure the "Pursuit of Happiness all that humane jazz will be forthwith declared. That, and a bunch of other stuff. All paid for with the insanely vast wealth now bottled up with all the usual crime, and evil currently running things.

Also no more gigantic aircraft carriers at a 100 billion bucks a pop that can be sunk by a salvo of anti-ship missiles which cost 50k each's just reasonable economics.

The age of great surface navies is over.

Has been for decades, but the corruption of the Navy Department with the large ship builders put the Ka-Bosh on this reality. If gawd forbid we have a for real war...that is one with people that can shoot back. We'd lose the whole damned navy in ten minutes!

I'm thinking of throwing that Admiral bunch to the Sharks.
The Submarine is now the Queen of the Seas. Btw I'm naming my old friend Tom Wisker of radio fame as Head of the Joint Chiefs.

He'll know what to do.

I'll take care of the rest...I mean what with being the beloved "Uncle", and all. Oh yeah everybody gets a six weeks vacation at government expense as well as free education K-through Post Grad. Once shit is cooking along pretty good I'll retire to tending my electric train sets, and doll collection.

I'm asking Michelle Obama to be head of the new Department of the Pursuit of Happiness. Bernie Sanders head of Infrastructure Renewal Tom Hanks FCC boss my sister Sylvia head of the new Department of Extended Education...everybody gets at least a Masters in this country!. 

Neil de Grasse Tyson head of NASA in the new Department of Planetary Explorations. I'm looking for heads of the new Department of Cuisine Arts, Dept. of Interesting Parks, and Beaches, A general Department of Help, and Guidance. A National Institute of Encouraging Genius. Also I'll tell the masses who did the Kennedy hits, and what all that UFO stuff is really all about. 

More neat stuff as it occurs to me during my Glorious Reign.

Bottom line...nobody is every hungry uneducated homeless bored lost fucked over despairing sick oppressed or forced to be in the damned Army because there ain't nothing more stupid wars of choice either.

Somebody fucks us over we send 1000 B-52's to carpet bomb their damned country with seeds medical stuff books laptops food water detoxifiers a copy of our constitution, boxed sets of Star Trek Sherlock the Simpsons, and Family Guy in their languishes, and assorted dialects. all that, and other neat shit till they calm down, and play nice.

I think I'll wear some sort of fez maybe a turban or Perhaps Mickey Mouse ears...this to remind me to be humble, and all that Saint Francis jazz. Maybe some pointed shoes...ya know the kind that curl up at the tips.

Otherwise I'll mostly wear a simple Civil War officer's Cavalry jackets with jeans, and rebooks. ...and a Yankees cap. Like I sez this is just to start. Other shit will come to mind as I get more removed from the people corrupt decadent, and a general asshole Then I'll be over thrown, but what a ride!

Stay Tuned.

"Warm Humid Winter"

It's November 29th it's warm humid, and raining. Just thought I'd mention this. For the NYC metro areas for this time of year this is,...odd. Well perhaps not as we've had warm winters for some years now.

Aw well.

Life goes on. I have a real yen for Pizza. haven't had any since my medical problems became serious. I may go out into our warm rain to get some.

It don't take much to make one happy these daze.

Actually some snow would...that would make me 'very' happy. We had a few flaks blown in the wind on those two daze the temps went almost normal.

Snow, I miss it.

Btw since we're wishing for the impossible here. Why not have it rain twinkles, and not that old breakfast food. Have it rain little stars. that should freak everyone out pretty good.

If I were a Wizard I'd be doing neat shit like that all the time.

(...Btw France is still ahead of the whole world in viewing this Blog.)

...go figure.

Stay Tuned.

Saturday, November 26, 2016

"Ex-Boss of Cuba just Bones, and Rotting Crap like we All will Be"

                          In America you can always find a party.

                               In Cuba Party always finds You!

"Gawd's Aim Improves"

Well Commandant Fidel the First went to Hell yesterday. He was greeted by Stalin Robespierre Walt Disney, and a Delegation of the billions of Algebra teachers ensconced within the neither regions.

Hitler was detained at meeting concerning the refinement of instruments of torture. Satan was arguing with his old boy-friend Gawd on the phone, but sent a message written in fire welcoming Fidel.

Me I almost missed all the festivities. As usual I was asleep. This is how I missed the zillion person rally for Bernie in the Village, and the zillion person march against Trump after that.

Heck I keep missing Woodstock while asleep.

Anyway another former hero of mine is going to be shoveling burning coal for the next few billions years. Che' was really enchanting to me as a 15 year old. Well he was till I actually read what the evil fuck did.

He signed death warrant's like they was subway transfers, and loved every minute. Yep he said he was giving the blood thirsty revolutionary mobs what they wanted.

                     I used to have this poster in my dorm room.

Aw well the end of one era of bloody mayhem, and the continuation of another. Ain't we got fun.

Stay Tuned.

"Guest Editotial"

So… when they go low, we get high…

Ironically enough, just like Adolf Hitler, Kamerad Cheesewhiz does not smoke or drink.

The GOP (an acronym which has now acquired a new meaning) seems to have a talent for coming up with presidents that get markedly shittier as the years go by. I had thought that Tricky Dick (channeling both Othello and Iago at the same time) was bad, until Grandpa Droolcup (with his proclivity for impromptu out-of-the-body excursions to his own private movie theater during press conferences and cabinet meetings) was wheeled in.

After that, I would not have believed there was anyone possibly worse… and then, surprise!

Junior Dubya, the trinucleotide-repeat spawn of Papa Bush and Popeye, was selected by the Supreme Court (after also losing the popular vote).

But now… whoa! HOLY SHITTING DICK NIPPLES, BATMANG!!! This absolutely flips the Quantum Biscuit of Entangled Fucktardation into a whole new dimensional realm!!! The orange dung-puppet slouching towards Washington actually makes #43 sound thoughtful, knowledgeable and articulate in comparison, and before this past year I would have thought that was about as likely as seeing Condoleezza Rice shooting corndogs out of her snatch into Kim Jong-un’s mouth while singing “Chattanooga Choo-Choo!” during a meeting of the UN General Assembly.

Several observations irresistibly come to mind…

This bosotro has got to be the most unqualified, unsuitable, inappropriate, inexperienced and ignorant POTUS-to-be in all of U.S. history! Along with being a totally narcissistic, arrogant, self-serving and obnoxious asshole, he has absolutely no understanding of government, economics or the legal system, a hostile disregard of freedom of the press and the First Amendment, utter contempt for religious liberty, and a general, derogative disdain for the Constitution.

He was born into wealth, power and privilege, has never had to actually work or struggle for a living, and considers himself superior to almost everyone else (especially untold numbers of those less fortunate than his over-inflated self and whom he contemptuously dismisses as “losers”). He is also a pathological liar, a bully, a racist, a crook, a swindler, a misogynist and a xenophobe, possessed of a quick temper, very thin-skinned (but with a callused attitude), no impulse control, a penchant for serial sexual assault, the tendency to fling shit at random without concern and an attention span shorter than that of a Playstation 4 advertisement on YouTube.

Just the sort of person whom you want to have with his tiny little hands on The Button! And as if all that isn’t bad enough, he’s back on Twitter again.

But we already knew all of that, right?

It should also be noted that Trump and his campaign seemed to do absolutely everything wrong, and made mistake after mistake on a routine basis - the sort of fuck-ups that would have forced any other candidate to drop out of the race.

But Trump got away with his shit over and over again, and always rebounded, and the repeated idiocy only seemed to make his supporters more and more eager, confident and enthusiastic to the point of mindless fanaticism. And don’t forget the repeated exhortations for and encouragement of violence… by the way, did the hyperemotional crowds and calls for payback seem strangely reminiscent somehow?

And almost all the polls and pundits called it completely wrong, right up to the election (the New York Times gave Clinton a 90% chance of winning, along with the Democrats gaining control of the Senate). So being assured, over and over, that Clinton had the election locked up (even to the extent that Trump, his staff and the GOP were starting to sound resentfully resigned to defeat) served to compound and exacerbate the shock, dismay and disappointment that much more.

It turned out that everyone who had been so confidently expecting a Clinton victory was utterly mistaken, clueless and misled (along with the Clinton campaign itself)… with one of the few very notable exceptions being Michael Moore, who started predicting a Trump victory months ago, and continued to do so right up to Erection Election Day.

Michael seems to have been a bit more realistic and in touch (dare I say down to earth?) than the folks at the Huffington Post, as he actually lives and travels among the Trumpanzees, even going so far as to talk with and listen to them. And by the way, “President Trump” has been a running gag on episodes of The Simpsons (as projections into the future) for some time now. Well, those of us who are now choking on that reality sandwich might not find that “gag” quite so laughable anymore…

The greatest irony of all this is that, while the 2016 election has divided this nation more sharply and deeply than at any time since the manic roller coaster ride of the 1960’s (and possibly even approaching the agony of the Civil War and Lincoln’s first assassination, stopping just short of the commencement of formalized hostilities in uniform following the investiture of Fort Sumter), the consequences of the coming presidency and administration will unite this country as never before under one great unifying, overarching and inescapable truth:


And the cruelest and most telling irony is that a great many of the people who are going to get fucked over the very worst will tend to be the poorest, neediest, least educated, least adaptable, least realistic, least perceptive, and the least capable of defending themselves, in addition to being the most short-sighted, self-righteous, vulnerable, conforming, naive and gullible… namely, the very supporters of Donald Trump who put him into office.

Under the circumstances, perhaps some of those who rejected Trump may think that there is a measure of justice in such consequences, even in spite of their merciless and unforgiving nature, but the very real pain and suffering to be unleashed will be no less horrifying and terrible to see in its all-encompassing relentlessness, pitilessness, indiscrimination and thoroughness.

And those who brought the reckoning down upon themselves still won’t know (or acknowledge) just what hit them, because they will stay caught and trapped, sucked down into a self-made tar pit of stubbornly selfish pig-headed ignorance, feral stupidity and denial, with befuddled minds, dimming eyes and vanishing hopes, as their tragic and desperate lives daily become ever more difficult, confused, constrained, painful, fearful, distracted, purposeless and hopeless while the long, cold, dark night full of terrors descends upon Two Nations Under Trump.

By Weed

Stay Tuned.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016


"And again..."


It's time for all "True Americans" to stand up have an ice cream cone. Then kick the living shit out of every fucking Nazi bleep that comes along. Mind you this should be done with empathy, and compassion.

Which is to say,...don't kill them.

Just leave them partly crippled, and with an interesting memory of that time they tried to rough up some Jews Coloreds, and Queers.


"She's doing Her part,...How about You?"

"Holy Fuck"

I can't believe this shit. I've actually lived long enough for us to come full fucking circle, and be at War with Nazi's again. This time right here. The fuckers are everywhere. Like a lice infestation. Ya cleans out one nest, and ten more pop up.

Mostly fucked up uneducated hopeless white teens who if they were black would be in gangs shooting the hell out of each other. What to do with this evil mess I don't know. I mean other than hunt the lot of these vermin down, and shoot them all.

Which is pretty much what we had to do last time.

Shit has got 'too' interesting even for me.

Stay Tuned.

"Nuff Fuck'n Said!"

"We Make Our Own Destinies"

"Ave Maria"

Ya know my old Uncle J.B. as we called him,...John Baptiste. Well he got the calling in his middle years after a bout with drink. Stayed a preacher till he was either 98 or 102 depending on which family faction you're in. Gave one of his brimstone sermons the Sunday before his passing.

Show business the clergy, and business run clear through my family both sides...though' being in education is more my Mom's side.

Anyway humm...Maybe I could start my own sort of store front chapel. "Uncle Syd's Frist Church Amazing Bewilderment". This following Uncle's example. Been thinking that for years. When I was on the air I partly thought that's what I was doing anyway.

All Welcome! Any faith non-faith. Wear any shit ya wants, but no food in the in the nice yard in back. Pets welcome too, but ya has to clean up after them same with babies...nappies, and poop bags available free of charge.

All donations tax deductible. ...yes we take cash, and volunteers always needed.

Used DVD's, party hats, and comic books very welcome. Try not to shoot up in the that at home before you come by...addiction referral well as food stamp info, and other survival jazz.

Also always looking for local musicians poets, and or bands to liven things up. smoking...but okay in yard. Looking for volunteer nurses to assist the congregation if Angels or any other spooks happen to show up.

We specialize in the exorcism of Republicans, and Algebra teachers. ...honest it won't hurt a bit,...I'm pretty sure. "

                         Come to our Christmas Eve Feast of Saint Frida Service".

                                                            Stay Tuned.

Monday, November 21, 2016

"Wot da Fuck did I get Myself Into?!"

Ya know watching Trump since he got the office of President of the United States of America. I get the impression that he's overwhelmed at the vast scope of what he's now solely responsible for.

That he can't pass off the governing of 350 million people the largest most power military in human history. That, and leading not only this nation which is a worldwide Empire in all but name, but the ministering to global commitments on whom billions of lives depend.

Anyone would freak out at the prospect.

Which is why only the most profoundly exceptional people get into that office. He knows he is not, and seems terrified at what he's gotten himself into. Which put us all here, and around the world in the most desperate of situations.

For these reasons I said a prayer for the demented bastard, and will continue to pray for him, and all who must live with his rule.


Stay tuned.

"The Pause"

                  Gawdamn!! I feels better already!

"Praise Da Lawd"

An old comrade just suggest I do one of my Sermons.

Well if they'd let me onto a pulpit say in West Virginia. I'd preach..."What da Fuck is Wrong with you Idiots? That asshole ain't gonna re-open the damned mines...he can't. He can't get them plants back. China is for sure keeping them. Also you kidding he can't deport 12 million human beings...that's Nazi shit. Which you'd know if ya ever cracked a damned history book."

"You've been "HAD".. again!! ya Dummies!

Sure now you can say "NIgger" in public drive around scare'n Colored folks with them Stars, and Bars flags. However as you may have just noticed that ain't feeding your kids paying your damned rent gassing up ya damned trucks or putting new shoes on ya families.

Good fucking luck!

...and stay away from them polyester Klan outfits they ignite at the sight of a match!


The Choir will now sing that old spiritual "Ya Can't Always Get What Ya Wants".

*( A 'Second' sermon was requested from the congregation.)

Fuck you lot wants more...well you asked for it...

Dearly Beloved, and everybody else. We are gathered on this most bleeped up of days to examine our hearts, and all the corroded crap that's clearly in there. What the hell were you damned yokels thinking?! The first big-city Con-Man comes by, and you Give'em the Deeds to ya house, and ya first born.

Next I expect the lot of youse to be on ya knees to some gold plated chicken or calf or whatever. Ain't you learned nothing' yet. No asshole from anywhere is gonna fix ya shit for you. How many times I gotta tell you that?!  "YOU" are the only ones that can fix that action.

If ya ever watched the History Channel or read that Jesus book that ya props up ya TV with you might learn something! And another thing leave them Colored folks alone...they didn't take your jobs away. They and them Arab folks nor the Feminists or ever da bleeping Queers didn't do that. The fuckers you dummies is always voting for did that, and is still doing that.

What I have to come down there, and wop the lot of youse upside the head with a bag of wet pink slips to get ya to see shit from shinola?!!

(...younger folks google that one.)

Right well you fucked ya selves into it this time. Get ready for four years of shit, and broken promise 'cause most of the stuff your hero promised is either illegal stupid evil or...did I say evil. Com'on ya basically decent folks mostly in a way calm down. Love ya kids stop messing around, and see everybody as family. That's what ya Jesus guy said, and you ain't doing it. Not even a little bit.

Does the phrase "Fiery 'fucking Furnace" mean anything to you "I don't read books or watch Cosmos" cracker jacks mean anything to you. It does...good then act accordingly. 


( I needs a fucking drink you lot takes it out's me!)

Stay Tuned.

"A Very White Christmas is Comming"

     A Holiday season for the Master Race. The First of Many to Come!

Okay that Jesus guy was sort of "Underminch".

I mean Still...

                                              Stay Tuned.

"White Joy!"

Something nice to put under your Burning Cross, and or Tree this festive of all seasons.

The Youngsters will love it.

Hanging tree, and optional Black Hispanic Queer Muslim or Feminist with appropriate noose also available. Get the whole set! Fun for the whole family!

Watch for our new sets, "Grand Dragon Trump Inaugural Procession Float","Cattle Car to Jew Hell" electric train set, and the "You're no longer Honorary White" Asian deportation ship. Lifeboats extra.

Stay tuned.