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No Distant Trumpets

 The latest hope for a Cavalry charge coming to save us is the Epstein files. Oh, it's always something. It has also been J6 and Garland, and before that Mueller and Russiagate. It's always something, and it's never nothing. Never anything of consequence, because there will be no consequences, not of the world-saving kind.  Trump is nothing but the bitchtitular head of the United States. Think about it. He really is as stupid as we all know he is. Let the Twitter and Facebook stumblebums believe he's playing 5D chess. We know he is playing Monopoly, but that is to keep him busy assaulting our sensibilities and bolstering those of his senseless followers. It is by design. Trashing rose gardens, gold-leafing the White House and taking over the Kennedy Center may be the fulfilment of his delusions, but these tragedies are an avenue for the delusions of the men behind him. We may think he's Putin's puppet, but there are worse men above him working the strings.  Mone...

The Little Brother I Never Had

 I actually have two little brothers, 2 and 10 years younger than me. The two years younger one is the one I favor as he and I went through a few doors together, coming up and we share some bad habits. The younger one to both of us is more of an academic and annoying with his Francophilia. He speaks French, taught it and has lived in France. I admire him for that, but I wish sometimes that he'd shut up about France and realize that I don't have his flair for the language and don't need to be corrected when I butcher French words as if I should know better. I don't. That's the problem with a lot of smart people. They can't seem to comprehend that something they worked so hard to understand, is very foreign to others. We get along OK despite our similarities being different. We are very serious Cub fans. We never had the fistfights that often happen amongst brothers as they grow older and test boundaries. Good, because I would have destroyed them. My little sister...

Things About Me

The ladies do not actually call me "Two Nines" because I do not actually carry a Beretta.  I like to make dick jokes, because I'm immature. It keeps me young. On another forum, on an internet far, far away, I fancied myself a *big-time bottomspanker*. The reality is, I've only spanked two women and they both had it coming. Come think about it, they both had me coming! <--- get it? Anyways, their bottoms- their calls. They made the right calls. Speaking of calls, I have so little respect for MLB umpires. They are ruining baseball for the players and fans with their ridiculous, interpretive strike zones. I understand a bad call on the bases, and those can be overturned via replay. Baseball isn't usually life or death, but when you have the power to eject anyone for your feeling that they looked at you wrong after your horrible call, it's the most totalitarian assholery this side of Donald Jerome Trump.  Speaking of him, it's insulting to our collective in...

The Cavalry Is Not Coming

  Just spit balling, but if armed, masked men who refuse to ID themselves are trying to kidnap you- or others- doesn't Stand Your Ground apply? Republicans and the NRA worked VERY hard to get these laws passed, and this certainly seems like a necessary application to the law. We've all seen or dealt with uniformed police in our everyday lives, and as far as I know about it, they are required to provide their name and badge number (when asked) when dealing with the public. You are already 100% sure they are legit cops, but for the record, they provide their name and badge number.  What's so offensive about ICE is, they refuse to do this. They refuse to show warrants; they probably don't have anyway. This is like secret police in other countries, as seen on TV and the movies. It's not like America. When did this start happening, and why is it legal? Oh yes, it started this year and, no, I can't see how it could be.  Well, we all know what's going on here with ...

Life in the Slow Lane

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  Got into a little kerfuffle with a woman on Bluesky today. Not much of one as my Ferrer senses tingled and I figured on bailing early as she seemed pretty hostile in her assessment of the young ladies pictured above. I do the same with maga more often these days, because you're never going to straighten those people out. So, I kind of knew I shouldn't have bothered, but it bugged me that in her estimation these girls were 'too skinny' and it was a disturbing trend... brought to you by...Mr. Man. It would turn out that I was a Mr. Man too. I've certainly been called worse. However today I achieved Mr. Manhood by offering that every body is different and these young girls, being young girls, looked like young girls to me. They look like teens to me, and teens come in all shapes and sizes. With the exception of the first girl pictured, I don't think anyone pictured was starving themselves to please Mr. Mankind. To me they looked healthy and happy. Normal. I guess...

Sign, Sign- Everywhere a Sign!

 It seems like most people's bios on Bluesky declare "NO DM'S!", as if those letters alone would insulate one from a stream of pickup lines, scams and dick pics. The thing about DM's is that you can easily ignore them or block the person sending them. No biggie, right. Some people in life will not be deterred no matter what the signs say, because they will figure somehow that it doesn't mean "Me". Like everybody knows  you can't park in front of a fire hydrant, but your honor, there was no fire at the time, and I was going to only be a few minutes and I'm  the real victim here because those firemen BROKE MY WINDOWS  to run their hoses through MY car!  Firemen like to do that, and I totally get that. Rules are rules. My Bluesky bio specifically states, "DM's mean you want to sleep with me" and yet I still get DMs, and without offers of sex. This kinda makes me think people do not really read bios all too closely, if at all. I don...

Ferr Fight!

 I've been MIA the past few days. My unit got called up. No, not that  one! Your minds are in the gutter! They way Trump has been undoing things these past six months, the Deep State figured I needed to go back and re-win WWII lest Trump might have his Defense Department revisit it and declare Hitler the victor. Stranger things have and will continue to happen with this fucking weirdo in charge, and we can't be too careful. So, I took to the Xbox.  I handily defeated Germany and Japan and, thus, here we all are today. You are welcome. However, the darn Xbox- which was about 16 years old (a million years in Xbox life) finally gave out and I had to get resupplied by Amazon. I know what you're thinking: FUCK AMAZON. I hear ya on that, but the other option was Walmart. FUCK WALMART too! My American training tells me any port in a storm when one is storming ports.  With brand *new* refurbished equipment, I was ready for war! And golf too! See, I've got about a dozen games...