Friday, November 13, 2009

Amen, Anonymous Lady!

Ok, let me preface this by saying that
a) I know next to nothing about this Glen Beck guy; and
b) if we, the people, can't learn to look beyond the messengers, talking heads and (more importantly) get out from under this fallacious bullshiat battle between "left" and "right", we're DOOMED. (Pssst! Here's a secret - no matter what network, newspaper, radio station, etc. you get your news from and no matter which 'side of the aisle' you cheer for, there are two things that are immutably true: 1) the media is BOUGHT AND PAID FOR and 2) THE POLITICIANS, EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM, ARE TOO).

That being said, I'm posting this because no matter what your thoughts on the messenger (deliverer?) are, surely some, if not all of what follows will resonate with you? (If not, return to your delusion and pretend none of this was said and that none of this is happening in front of our very eyes....).

[...a woman in Arizona ...writes an open letter to our nation's leadership:]

"I am a home grown American citizen, 53, registered Democrat all my life. Before the last presidential election I registered as a Republican because I no longer felt the Democratic Party represents my views or works to pursue issues important to me. Now I no longer feel the Republican Party represents my views or works to pursue issues important to me. The fact is I no longer feel any political party or representative in Washington represents my views or works to pursue the issues important to me. Instead, we are burdened with Congressional Dukes and Duchesses who think they know better than the citizens they are supposed to represent.There must be someone. Please tell me who you are. Please stand up and tell me that you are there and that you're willing to fight for our Constitution as it was written. Please stand up now. You might ask yourself what my views and issues are that I would feel so horribly disenfranchised by both major political parties. What kind of nut-job am I? Well, these briefly are the views and issues for which I seek representation:

One, illegal immigration. I want you to stop coddling illegal immigrants and secure our borders. Close the underground tunnels. Stop the violence and the trafficking in drugs and people. No amnesty, not again. Been there, done that, no resolution. P.S., I'm not a racist. This is not to be confused with legal immigration.

Two, the STIMULUS bill. I want it repealed and I want no further funding supplied to it. We told you No, but you did it anyway. I want the remaining unfunded 95% repealed. Freeze, repeal.

Three: Czars. I want the circumvention of our constitutional checks and balances stopped immediately. Fire the czars. No more czars. Government officials answer to the process, not to the president. Stop trampling on our Constitution, and honor it.

Four, cap and trade. The debate on global warming is not over. There are many conflicting opinions and it is too soon for this radical legislation. Quit throwing our nation into politically-correct quicksand.

Five, universal healthcare. I will not be rushed into another expensive decision that will burden me, my children, and grandchildren. Don't you dare try to pass this in the middle of the night without even reading it. Slow down! Fix only what is broken -- we have the best health care system in the world -- and test any new program in one or two states first.

Six, growing government control. I want states rights and sovereignty fully restored. I want less government in my life, not more. More is not better! Shrink it down. Mind your own business. You have enough to take care of with your real [Constitutional] obligations. Why don't you start there.

Seven, ACORN. I do not want ACORN and its affiliates in charge of our 2010 census. I want them investigated. I also do not want mandatory escrow fees contributed to them every time on every real estate deal that closes -- how did they pull that one off? Stop the funding to ACORN and its affiliates pending impartial audits and investigations. I do not trust them with taking the census with our taxpayer money. I don't trust them with any of our taxpayer money. Face up to the allegations against them and get it resolved before taxpayers get any more involved with them. If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck, hello. Stop protecting your political buddies. You work for us, the people. Investigate.

Eight, redistribution of wealth. No, no, no. I work for my money. It is mine. I have always worked for people with more money than I have because they gave me jobs -- and that is the only redistribution of wealth that I will support. I never got a job from a poor person! Why do you want me to hate my employers? And what do you have against shareholders making a profit?

Nine, charitable contributions. Although I never got a job from a poor person, I have helped many in need. Charity belongs in our local communities, where we know our needs best and can use our local talent and our local resources. Butt out, please. We want to do it ourselves.

Ten, corporate bailouts. Knock it off. Every company must sink or swim like the rest of us. If there are hard times ahead, we'll be better off just getting into it and letting the strong survive. Quick and painful. (Have you ever ripped off a Band-Aid?) We will pull together. Great things happen in America under great hardship. Give us the chance to innovate. We cannot disappoint you more than you have disappointed us.

Eleven, transparency and accountability. How about it? No, really, how about it? Let's have it. Let's say we give the buzzwords a rest and have some straight honest talk. Please stop trying to manipulate and appease me with clever wording. I am not the idiot you obviously take me for. Stop sneaking around and meeting in back rooms making deals with your friends. It will only be a prelude to your criminal investigation. Stop hiding things from me.

Twelve, unprecedented quick spending. Stop it now.Take a breath. Listen to the people. Slow down and get some input from nonpoliticians and experts on the subject. Stop making everything an emergency. Stop speed-reading our bills into law. I am not an activist. I am not a community organizer. Nor am I a terrorist, a militant or a violent person. I am a parent and a grandparent. I work. I'm busy. I am busy, and I am tired. I thought we elected competent people to take care of the business of government so that we could work, raise our families, pay our bills, have a little recreation, complain about taxes, endure our hardships, pursue our personal goals, cut our lawn, wash our cars on the weekends and be responsible contributing members of society and teach our children to be the same all while living in the home of the free and land of the brave.

I entrusted you with upholding the Constitution. I believed in the checks and balances to keep from getting far off course. What happened? You are very far off course. Do you really think I find humor in the hiring of a speed reader to unintelligently ramble all through a bill that you signed into law without knowing what it contained? I do not. It is a mockery of the responsibility I have entrusted to you. It is a slap in the face. I am not laughing at your arrogance. Why is it that I feel as if you would not trust me to make a single decision about my own life and how I would live it but you should expect that I should trust you with the debt that you have laid on all of us and our children. We did not want the TARP bill. We said no. We would repeal it if we could. I am sure that we still cannot. There is needless urgency and recklessness in all of your recent spending of our tax dollars.

From my perspective, it seems that all of you have gone insane. I also know that I am far from alone in these feelings. Do you honestly feel that your current pursuits have merit to patriotic Americans? We want it to stop. We want to put the brakes on everything that is being rushed by us and forced upon us. We want our voice back. You have forced us to put our lives on hold to straighten out the mess that you are making. We will have to give up our vacations, our time spent with our children, any relaxation time we may have had and money we cannot afford to spend on bringing our concerns to Washington . Our president often knows all the right buzzwords like unsustainable. Well, no kidding. How many tens of thousands of dollars did the focus group cost to come up with that word? We don't want your overpriced words. Stop treating us like we're morons.

We want all of you to stop focusing on your reelection and do the job we want done, not the job you want done or the job your party wants done. You work for us and at this rate I guarantee you not for long because we are coming. We will be heard and we will be represented.. You think we're so busy with our lives that we will never come for you? We are the formerly silent majority, all of us who quietly work, pay taxes, obey the law, vote, save money, keep our noses to the grindstone... and we are now looking at you. You have awakened us, the patriotic freedom spirit so strong and so powerful that it had been sleeping too long. You have pushed us too far. Our numbers are great. They may surprise you. For every one of us who will be there, there will be hundreds more that could not come. Unlike you, we have their trust. We will represent them honestly, rest assured. They will be at the polls on voting day to usher you out of office. We have cancelled vacations. We will use our last few dollars saved. We will find the representation among us and a grassroots campaign will flourish. We didn't ask for this fight. But the gloves are coming off. We do not come in violence, but we are angry. You will represent us or you will be replaced with someone who will. There are candidates among us who will rise like a Phoenix from the ashes that you have made of our constitution.

Democrat, Republican, independent, libertarian. Understand this. We don't care. Political parties are meaningless to us Patriotic Americans are willing to do right by us and our Constitution, and that is all that matters to us now. We are going to fire all of you who abuse power and seek more. It is not your power. It is ours and we want it back. We entrusted you with it and you abused it. You are dishonorable. You are dishonest. As Americans we are ashamed of you. You have brought shame to us. If you are not representing the wants and needs of your constituency loudly and consistently, in spite of the objections of your party, you will be fired. Did you hear? We no longer care about your political parties. You need to be loyal to us, not to them.. Because we will get you fired and they will not save you.If you do or can represent me, my issues, my views, please stand up. Make your identity known. You need to make some noise about it. Speak up. I need to know who you are. If you do not speak up, you will be herded out with the rest of the sheep and we will replace the whole damn congress if need be one by one. We are coming. Are we coming for you? Who do you represent? What do you represent? Listen. Because we are coming. We the people are coming."


OH. HELL. YES.

Friday, November 6, 2009

Wall Street, this burning pitchfork's for YOU!

AIG posts second quarterly profit
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/8347168.stm
I could post a big-assed profit if the Gubmint were dropping FAT STACKS of taxpayer bailout money on me!!!!!


Fannie’s Draws From Emergency Treasury Fund Reach $60 Billion
http://www.bloomberg.com/apps/news?pid=20601103&sid=aTtl8uiGkfxc
Fannie Mae: That ever-growing sucking sound you hear in the distance...not unlike that of water rushing out just before the tsunami hits. And then it gets really ugly.

BofA: Credit card loss rate could have peaked in Q3
http://www.reuters.com/article/pressReleasesMolt/idUSTRE5A463Z20091105
Could have. But probably haven't. Or maybe they meant 'have peaked for the year'. Ah, green shoots – go great with Kool Aid.

And finally:

Unemployment rate hits 10.2% in October, Payrolls fall by 190,000, 22nd straight decline
http://www.marketwatch.com/story/unemployment-rate-hits-102-in-october-2009-11-06-83100
OOPSIE! This doesn't really sound "less bad" to me...Quick, Ben-Geitner et al.! To the Chopper!!!


Funny how you don't hear those bloated wind-bags in the media spewing forth much of that "less bad" garbage lately, eh?

Don't even get me started on the nightmare sinkhole about to swallow up many insolvent municipalities (e.g., frickin cities, people. CITIES!) or the shiatstorm brewing (just about here?) for pensions – you know, those things old people have contributed to throughout their lives so they wouldn't have to die in a box under a bridge somewhere? Yeah, kiss that shiat goo-bye. If judging the Banksta d-bags solely on their actions, the Feds will be bailing out aging Joe Sixpacks just about the time hell reaches -273 degrees. Ya feeling me?

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Numbers Game, yo!

# of days my back muscle(s) have been spasming: 3
# of percs I took tonight in an effort to make it stop: 2
# of miscellaneous objects I've tried to jam into my
shoulder blade to try to unlock the muscle: 4ish?
# of people I've begged or paid to try to kill this thing: 5 or so
# of ways I've tried contorting myself in an attempt
to crack this bitch away: (insert infinity symbol here).

2009 - a year in numbers:
trips to the emergency room: 3
blows to the head with chain-link fence end posts: 2
stitches required: 3ish
medical specialists consulted with or treated by: 7
number of friggin old people maladies I've ended up with, WAY too soon: 5ish?
number of pants I own that still fit me: uh, 5ish?


ok, bored with that now. I think the percs are kicking in....

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

singin' biatch wednesday

ok, so in no particular order at all:

I've read two KICK ASS books in the last coupla weeks. 10 In Hanuman's Hands, Cheeni Rao. OMFG, thiss book is THE SHIT. Read it. If you struggle with all things "bad", feel like a miserable failure most of the time, have fucked up brain chemistry, regret your existence whilst simultaneously entertaining fits of narcissism that would make [insert narcissist here] blush, then you need to read this shizzle, yo. Sorry I can't relate that all to you in perfect english, but yo - that's how I roll. And you know that, and that's why you read my shit, and why, when I'm posthumously accepting my mothertrucking academy award for Best ScreenPlay EVAR (courtesy of Kneerim & Williams, the folks I wicked love), you will know my name is THE LORD....

/sorry - went all Samuel L. Jackson up in here for a 'mo.

anyway....(yeah, I am not particularly in love with my ADD either - welcome to my Disney World - if the septic system failed - type 0f reality).

/mamas & papas - monday, monday, delightfully caressing my ears. particularly my left one....I digress. What else is new?

Book, the second: AUGUSTEN BURROUGHS "Dry"... Holy shit. It took me a FULL ON 12 hours to recover from THIS one. Yeah, I know, you're like "er, secretarial chick, WTF could you know?". Yeah. Keep dreaming about that as this rusted out hull of a cerebellar auditorium SMOKES YOUR ASS SO BAD(ly) at Jeoapardy. Or however the fuck you spell it. WTF.

Anyway. Augusten. OMG. That book. Gripped the living shit out of my soul. In that Gore Vidal way. And that's some serious shit right there. Mad props, Mr. Vidal - I hope you're well.

Welp..that was gonna be it, but now I've cranked the Pink and I like the Pink. What's more important though, is that that the hubs likes the Pink. And it's not often that he expresses an affinity...for much of anything. Not that he's farty and boh-ring, au contraire. He just isn't THAT guy - you know, the one you can jangle some reality show bullshit in front of and entertain. He's fuckin awesome, truth be told. I dig the SHIT out of him. (Now I'm editing a snide comment to someone from the distant past, but I still think "ha ha! charlie and the chocolate factory, biatchhhhhh!!!"

thanks for joining me on my md excursion to Inability to Complete A Thought syndrome - or, ICAT for short. Whattup, SHAWTY!

I have a couple of new FB pals that came into the fold purely through a) chance b) happenstance. Just wanna shout out to my new peeps. Cuz you all care like that, n shiat. LOLZ. Yeah, I know. You stopped reading after paragraph II. That's cool So did I....



/i can go for miles, if you know what I mean


shit. sorry - the whole point of the exercise was for me to tell you that Mama Cass's voice is like the most delicious, warm, buttery, carmelized yumminess EVAR. RAWK ON, Ellen Cohen!!!!

let's throw some mad love in there for Pattsy Cline too, while we're at it. Because sometimes we all walk for miles, along the highway...n shiat.

WERD

p.s. shouts to e-dawg and bar-b-licious, YOU MY HOMEYS.

Friday, July 10, 2009

MAD LOVE to my homeys.

It's been a tough week. I said something stupid on my FB and got my shit in tons of trouble. My hubster is pissed at me because I suck with money. But my peeps are rawkin and they have my back, and for that I'm fuckin seriously thankful.

Shanky, your email was like the bandaid on some seriously fucked up shiat, and dood, mad love for that. Thanks bro - it came at just the right time. I'm waiting for some short / leveraged shit to pan out and my old man is breaking my balls and I'm feeling all shiatastic about it, and I come home and read your email and dayum. Thanks man.

To my homeys on the train, I have MAD love for you - for understanding who I am and what I am, and for intuitively knowing that I'm NOT an asshole, I DONT start shit, and I am the fucken peacemaker. I try to keep shit in line, and I stand up against you sometimes even when I know you'll be pissed about it, in an effort to keep shiat smoove.

It's a scary fucken world out there. I am scared to death. Daily. Cancer has taken so much of my family and I wait for the day it takes me too. So, for those peeps that are there, and have my back - jon, barbs, your beautiful kiddies, jamie, charly, my mad train homeys, my fams, my absolutely unbelievably amazing kiddies and my hubs who is currently ballistically bullshiat at me, I mad love you and when I go, the saddest thing will be that I don't get to be with you any more.

It's been a rough fucken week.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Wild and wacky stuff afoot!!!

You have to love when major shiat hits the fan just before and/or during a holiday weekend.

Palin abruptly resigns for no apparent reason (well, citing no coherent or discernable reason, to be more precise). The word on the street, aside from "maybe she's pregnant" (which still wouldn't explain the bizarre and sudden torpedoing of her political...anything...ever), is that some nasty things are cooking regarding embezzlement, federal indictments and a probable scandal of epic (fail) proportions. Good times. Good riddance to a woman who truly epitomizes *everything* wrong with America, politics and human beings in general.

Then there's the abysmal state of the economy, and the withering of those holographic green shoots the yapping MSM puppet-heads have been trying to cram down our throats for months. This, as well as the Palin thing, really underscore that it's about damn time that we, collectively, took a stand against those whose action belie their belief that by and large, the average American is an idiot.

I invite you, my loyal reader (lolz - I'm pretty sure there's one of you, and even that may be a gross overstatement) to broaden your horizons. Explore the internet, shut off the CNBS, the FixedNewz, and the telly in general if it's news and information you want. Talking heads, the jig is up and you, collectively, whether in print, on television or radio, are quickly going to go the way of the dinosaur. You are racing towards extinction, because you allowed yourselves to be bought and paid for by corporate interests, thereby violating every previously-held tenet of what was once an admirable and critical function of our society - journalism. Now, you're nothing more than over-coiffed shills and honestly, your tired act has and will continue to erode until you are reviled and dismissed by everyone, not just we the "bloggers in our parents' basements". That's the best Dennis Kneale, Sarah Palin et al. could come up with as of late? "Ohhh, the nasty, mean blogger people"? Really? Your ilk epically fails at pokker. Why would you tip your hand and call out bloggers (for whom you clearly have nothing but disdain) if you weren't, to some degree, fighting an unease that perhaps your web of bullshit an spin was about to unravel? In short, you wouldn't - you'd continue to naively believe in the fallacy that bloggers are irrelevant and hold no power. Guess we'll have to see how that works out for you, now, won't we?

Mad, gigantic, humbled props to the following folks, to whom an enormous debt of gratitude is owed for at very least being on the front lines and attempting to get the information you might *actually* benefit from to you, versus inundating you with more inconsequential celebrealitard-centric DREK that serves only to obfuscate the truth and steer you away from reality. Try something for me, would you? Spend ONE WEEK reading instead of watching television. I'm not some high-falutin' teevee rots yer brain, I'm so very erudite and yer nawt, hurr hurr kind of gal. I love those rare moments of television entertainment, but sadly they are few and far between. So, spend a week reading up on things instead of being spoon-fed what the MSM wants to feed you. These are my favorites, and I hope you enjoy them as much as I do:

zerohedge (blogspot) - Tyler Durden et al. defy description. If you are uneasy about the economy (and truly, you should be, no matter who you are), well, ZH's posts won't make you feel better at all, but they WILL educate you. I'll take the latter, thank you.

The Market Ticker - Karl Denninger minces no words. You won't be receiving hugs and love and regurgitated bullshit. I think you know where to go for those.

Something mighty is coming. Hope it's Change....

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Blogs I LOVE

I know no one reads this shit, but it's all good, because it will be here for posterior. I mean, posterity. Here, in an order known only to me, are the blawgs I fucken LURVE!!


http://zerohedge.blogspot.com/ - My absolute OBSESSION. If you give ANY kind of a crap about
what's going on today, you'll bookmark ZH early and OFTEN!!!!!

http://market-ticker.denninger.net/ - I wicked love this guy - he's smart AND angry!

http://shankystechblog.blogspot.com/ - Can't go wrong with Shanky, baby!!!

Friday, May 22, 2009

Rawk On, Barbara Bovbjerg!

You should care about PBGC, people.

Bust out your Google Fu and mull it over. OUCH.

If you haven't already converted your liquid assets to cash, GET THE FARK OUT OF EQUITIES. Today. Now. Yesterday.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Survey Says? Errrrrt. (or, "ow, my balls!")

Pre-Report Consensus:
The March U.S. Treasury monthly budget report showed a deficit of $192.3 billion. Fiscal stimulus and various bailout plans have pushed federal spending up sharply. Half way through the fiscal year the deficit stands at $956.8 billion, about double the deficit at this time last year. Looking ahead, the month of April typically shows a sizeable surplus. Over the past 10 years, the average April surplus has been $107.7 billion and $84.6 billion over the past 5 years. The April 2008 surplus was $159.3 billion. But in today's economy, past news is only useful for portraying the stark reality of how much federal spending is supporting the economy.

And for dessert? This tasty morsel!

(I so dig the TD).

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mitt's Game Book

Today, the oracle spoke and revealed that POTUS'08 candidate Mitt Romney will set up shop in the Granite State, dig in to the business of campaigning in preparation for the 2010 mid-term election, and get into fighting shape for 2012. Feign surprise, ye shall not, should such a quest result in a slam dunk for Romney. Recall New Hampshire's most recent congressional slap-fight. Rinse, repeat.

Meet your new friend, Senator Mitt Romney.

You heard it here first.


Pretty much sums up the banking crisis....at least in my mind.

One part this:


Snake Bites Face
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...and two parts this:


When Birds Attack 3
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...with a dash of this thrown in for good measure. And, becuase it made me chuckle.

Fish Chokes on Fish
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Monday, May 4, 2009

it's been such a long time....

I really should be going, yeah. (Boston RULES!)

Mkay, so...the stress tests / shiat is being manipulated. It HAS to be, because frankly, you all can't be THAT tarded. You can't SERIOUSLY be buying into this rally - hook / line / sinker. OMFG. It's become bizarro world and I SOOOOO don't get it. Maybe I'm the tard. Guess we'll find out.

Sweet jesus, save us all!!

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Subject to Change

Please keep in mind that the things you may read here are always subject to change. I shed / molt about every three months, so, it takes about that long for me to get all OCD on something new / different.

There are exceptions.

/WTF, did you break ALL of your f*cking fingers? Are you WHOLLY unable to email? Seriously, I'mma pop you one next time I see you, bizznatch. You are teh suxor. It's a good thing I frickin' WAY heart you, AssHat.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

This. Is. AmERican. Eyedoll.

Paula: hopped up on goofballs tonight, it seems.

DANNY the music teacher guy:
me: I dunno about doing the MJ.
Simon: liked him, so again, tonight's audio is off. Again.
Randy: gushing (shocker).
Carla: yadda yadda yadda, I'm channelling Paula from like 3 seasons ago. (yawn).

MICHAEL the oil rigger roughneck:
me: (eye roll - jesus, with the "bad dad" card in play). Oh boy, WHAT THE FARK WITH THE MICHAEL JACKSON SHIAT. (is it farkin MJ night?) WOW does this suck. I'm disturbed beyond repair that it seems to be "Pay Homage to Michael Jackson" night. Yeck.
Simon: frenna frenna, you were ambiguous. I would still do you, but you were ambiguous.
Randy: blah blah dawg / R&B / You were one of the best tonight, dude!! [Michael is the second guy to sing tonight, so wow - way to set the bar high]
Carla: blah blah ohhhh you're SOOO good, and you "brought your game" oh that is just SPIFFY!
Paula: gush, gush, useless natter / regular guy / made-up word / fried on pills

(Hmmm, perhaps I've missed 2 contestants tonight - that last guy is blablablah-idols04. Oops, my bad. Zzzzzz.)

JASMINE:
me: ok, I can't really biatch about this chick. Sure, she has some pitch issues, but she's adorable as hell, so I really don't care.
Randy: "check it out baby" (that means, "you sucked") OMFG - he's playing the "Mariahah Carey" card. Yargh. But, he's impressed and it "wasn't that bad". WOW - that's nice to hear.
Carla: blah blah, like, omg! Pitchy, blah blah, you did OK, hunny. (She's like Paula without the drugs).
Paula: yap yappity, mmmm, not so great! constructive criticism! bleh. Neutral, as always.
Simon: you were OK. I'd totally hit that, but eh. Just OK for me. "Robotic". (Now he's just making shiat up).

Coming up: two more kids we know jack schit about, after the break.

Oh boy, CHRIS from Ar-Kansas:
me:sweet jesus I hate this song (and pretty much anything on the newer side of MJ). Ungh. Very cruise ship. Guitar skills not helping. He wasn't horrible.
Carla: omg, gush gush, GUITAR HERO!
Paula: oops, I didn't hear what she said. Whatever, who cares.
Simon: eh, it was just meh. whatevs. (OMG, wife slam??)
Randy: really kewl, "dawg!".

"I'm soooo hispanic!!!"

ALISON, fresh from her stint at La Groceria:
me: I'm not sure I can sit through another Michael Jackson song. WTF song is this? I have no comment, as I tuned out.
Paula: (insert usual, trite "be true to yourself / I love you" garbage here)
Simon: Ummmm, frenna frenna, constructive crit and some love down, whatevah.
Randy: pontificating, "if you got IT, you GOT IT and YOU GOT IT!" (um, yeah)
Carla: Ohhhh RAWKER GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRL! you SO RAWK RAWKER GRL!

OMG I SOOO HEART THE ANOOP!!!!! more Anoopy Goodness, after the jump!


(OK, so, nothing after any jump, as this post is too long and this season sucks the arse. Sowwy)

Sunday, March 8, 2009

The American Nightmare

Whilst watching my favorite channel this morning (NECN, just about the only station that ever has anything remotely decent and/or devoid of SUCK), a story came on about the freakish hell that is the foreclosure crisis. It got me thinkin'....

I just love the folks who love to pontificate on how the entire crisis can be directly attributed to "idiots who bought more house than they could afford". Here's to you, Mr. Amateur Economic Genius Guy, thank GOD we have you and your barely-passing 8th grade algebra to sort it all out for us!!! Your keen perception of the situation (in no uncertain terms) tells the world that you're an ignorant, uninformed IDIOT who prefers to make sweeping generalizations on broad, complex issues in order to wrap it up into a tight little package (so as to be easily understood by anyone with a double-digit IQ). Remember this, donkey-hump: There but for some dumb luck goeth YOU. Guess you're one of those spiffy fortunate folks to whom nothing bad happens. Ever. So here's to you, Mr. Armchair Economic Genius Guy!

The level of TARD exhibited by the banks is staggering. Instead of working something out with homeowners before it's too late, they've consistently maintained their death-grip on the archaic paradigms of yesteryear. The guys who come in to "secure" a property? They have to get approval for doing really obvious, simple crap like boarding up a house left unsecured and/or broken into. They have to get an OK from the bank to secure a vacant property. Since it takes the bank eons to get their shiat together, what with all the useless meetings, hierarchical structures, "investors" they have to get the OK from (and by "investors", I mean the completely and totally disconnected chumps owning random pieces of a mortgage note which had been essentially pureed and scattered into the wind), a property will sit vacant for weeks, months - yep, even years. Then the vandalism starts. First, windows get broken. Then animals and squatters come in. And they poop. And pee. A LOT. Add into the mix those delightful souls whose part-time gig is to steal your damn plumbing. Yep, they come in, they cut the pipes and off to the scrap yard they go! So, by the time some overburdened loss-mit person FINALLY gets the OK from the gaggle of higher-ups at the bank, the property has been trashed. In most cases, had the homeowner been allowed to remain in the property while the financial aspects were worked out, this idiocy could have been avoided, the property would have at very least remained livable, and, barring the unlikely event of an actual buyer at a foreclosure sale, could remain occupied. But OHHHHH NO. Nope - get those deadbeats out!! Get 'em out, because there are people lined the frick up down the block to buy this awesomely outdated, badly in need of repairs, piece of crap house!! And the buyers have buckets of cash - they're so very desperate to buy, buy, buy because you see, there's so little on the market! It's terribly competitive out there, what, with virtually nothing for sale and golly, even less up on the auction block!

No, let's just get the occupants out, tell them to go pound sand and flip that place for big bucks. Or pennies on the dollar. Kick them out as soon as possible, because you really want to give the criminals, vandals, meth cookers and vermin time to do as much damage as possible to the vacant property. At least then you can file an insurance claim and profit from that, right? (I'm willing to bet there is more of this going on at the present time than anyone would even be able to imagine - kinda strange how all of these big insurance companies are in the shiatter too, eh?).

Ah, what the hell do *I* know, eh?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Friends, Romans, Republicans....

Lend me your ears.

RUSH LIMBAUGH IS NOT A POLITICIAN. STOP ACTING LIKE HE IS. HE IS A BLOATED, LAME TALK RADIO HOST.

What in the living HELL is wrong with this country!?!!??!!?

STFU about these ass-clowns that ARE nothing, DO nothing, SAY nothing and contribute NOTHING but bile, hatred and divisiveness.

WE HAVE AN ENTIRE GOVERNMENT JUST BEGGING FOR SCRUTINY. But OMG! OH NOES! What did Ruuuuuush say today?!?!?! WHO THE F*CK CARES. That's what.

That is all.


p.s.

Monday, March 2, 2009

I heart NECN.

I watch a lot of NECN. A LAWT. There's usually nothing on that doesn't suck (on the other channels), and NECN seems to regularly skew in a more lighthearted direction than say, the "Murder-Murder-Murder-Arson-Rape-Horrific-Crash-Murder-Weather-Murder-Unspeakable-Crime-Sports" network newscasts. As such, the hubster and I have an ongoing conversation about some of the regulars on NECN:

* Scott Montminy is a funny mofo, and we regularly laugh out loud at....well, pretty much everything he says. He's awesome. Here's to you, Mr. Makin' Fun of Traffic Morons Guy! You RULE!

* Matt "THE NOYES" Noyes. I hear that 80's tune about feelin' the noise (Quiet Riot, you know the one) whenever I see The Noyes. His weather forecasts are the best in the region, and I never wonder why he gets paid to do what he does (unlike those other weather dudes who just phone it in and go "oops, my bad"). The Noyes really needs his own bumper-thingy (commercial type thing extolling his abundance of WIN) complete with the accompanying theme song mentioned above.

*Latoya & Prat: A strange shift in the universe occurred at some point within the last year or so and now Latoya, instead of getting shipped off to places like Mattapan and Stab-n-Kill to report on drive-by shootings, drug deals gone bad, other unspeakable horrors and dumpster-bound murder victims, is sittin' at the BIG DESK, oh hell yeah! It's pretty awesome. Latoya is (it seems) the new weekend anchor, which is great, and more than that, it's nice to see her being utilized more to her capacity and less as an embedded reporter in the hot zone. Prat, on the other hand, definitely lost either a bet or an arm wrestling match, perhaps with Latoya, and/or drew the short straw. Poor Prat is being sent on the absolute worst assignments - this just in, an orphanage for disabled cancer-suffering, one-eyed babies is ablaze, cooking everyone inside. Or, "I'm standing on the shore as the waves pound me like a jackhammer and fling shards of clam shells into my eyeballs, just so I can tell you the weather sucks out here. Back to you, Mike". It's almost like Prat is in newscaster purgatory (or whatever you call it in News Land) and has to suffer for a while before being let out (e.g., allowed to cover something other than the bottom feeder stories).

* Leslie Gaydos loves to throw the "Milky Minutes" finger and we find that hilarious. She's sassy, that one! (The milky minutes finger is a reference to the commercial with the lady talking to her family about throwing away those extra minutes (they're rollover minutes!!!!) and the husband makes the crack about the sister being lactose-intolerant, etc. If you've seen the commercial, you know the one I mean. She waves her finger at the husband and sons and it's pretty stinkin' funny. At least it would be if you lived here. Anyway.....

Monday, February 23, 2009

In my top 5 Beloved Things.

OZYMANDIAS

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Random LOL

"[Asshat] should be shot from a cannon into a cannon filled with spikes before being shot into a cannon filled with fire ants which fires ass[hat] directly into the sun."

I din't write it, but I sure as hell LOLed at it. Mad props, sirgrim!!