Gotchaland and the Angels of Retribution

When the cosmos decides the time has come, the time has come. There is no reprieve. there’s no higher court of appeal.

A Written Christmas Card of Gratitude and Thanks

A lot of people are less interested in the truth of anything but rather to what degree they can use it for the purpose of self promotion. Real wisdom is humble

Yahweh’s Boys, the Wide boys from the Temporal Swamp

Once again, Irony raises it’s shaggy head, in an etymological fashion, when we note that these Earthy representatives of the Klingon Empire are called AshekeNAZIS

A Treatise on not Criticising the Criminals who Abuse Us

Every man and woman of note has a secret life of shame. Sometimes it is not so secret but… in the end, we are judged by the aggregate of the good and bad we have done

Turbo Stupid and the Dominoes of Interactive Evil

In the face of looming cataclysms of all sorts there is so little reaction among the masses. They can see, should be able to see what’s happening around them but… nada. They just continue to channel surf and shop

Mr Dutroux to the White Courtesy Phone

It’s been going on for a long time. All these baubles and superficial attractions, they glitter like the freshness of morning for the eyes inflamed by false dawns and trivial objectives

Evil Passing and the Planetary Kali Yuga Blues

Evil is nothing if not facile and adaptive. It’s truly chameleon like. Evil knows how to dress the part. It’s social haute couture and celebrated everywhere that the low life enjoys the high life at the expense of all other life

Rack’em and Stack’em, Critical Mass for the Planetary Ass

Keep in mind one of the inflexible tenets of reincarnation. Your doorway of return is ‘through a woman’, giving a telling meaning to the phrase, ‘payback’s a bitch’

A Zombie Apocalypse on the Streets of the Great Satan

The internet came along and made it possible for people like me to be heard. They weren’t expecting that on their way to world domination. Now they’re all dependent on it and can’t figure out how to limit or control it.

Welcome to the Age of I Don’t Give a Shit

One can clearly see, these days, one flow of humanity struggling against the tide, one flow poisoning and corrupting the tide and one mass of stationary zombies, milling about with no defined purpose other than to gratify their appetites

The Dispassionate, Objective Algebra Enabled, Distraction Free Mind

Truth doesn’t register in the consciousness of large demographics. Truth is singular and truly elite. Truth comes right out with it, so truth is not popular

The Return of the Son of Twitterhead with Blue Forceps Marks

Wars, calamities, plagues, terrible inhumanities, the whole gamut of those things that took flight from Pandora’s Box are meant to teach us the meaning and value of things. So long as our values are upside down

Israel Killed John F. Kennedy and it Wants to Enslave or Exterminate You

As we approach the 50th anniversary of the murder of John F. Kennedy, the truth of that event needs stating. The most popular president of the country, now gutted and in ruins at the hands of monsters, was killed by those same monsters

Mr Testosterone Rides the Gucci Express to Knockoff Gucciville

The whole dance is choreographed! The whole landscape is mapped! The battle is already won. We are living in the echo as denouement goes down

Groovin in the Grove on the Rainbow Wisdom Highway

A certain new age pundit likes to push that ‘here and now’ thing’. His way of handling it is extending his hand for your money ‘here’ and then saying, “‘now’ I’m leaving”

The Victims of Foreign Banker’s Wars in the Land of Eternal Stupid

Stupid is what makes it possible for billions of dollars known and many billions more, unknown, to go to Israel, while food stamps are cut in the US

Haute Tension in Broken Heartland

In the history of humanity this time around, there has NEVER been so many feckless characters prominent on the world stage. You can’t tell the politicians from the entertainers

The Cowgirl from Hell on the Damnation Train

As long as there are wars there will be an economy and there will be something to steal. This is the fuel that the Damnation Train burns. It burns the hopes and dreams of the people

Stop Living in the Back Room of the Central Banker’s Underwear

They’re like trap door spiders living in a woven cocoon of imagined security. They are the true Untouchables, or so they think. They emerge, periodically, to suck the life blood out of whomever is handy

Big Ass Neon. Las Vegas Style and O Solo Mio Frottage

Have you not noticed the proliferation of vampire and zombie flicks? This is not accidental