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28 November, 2014

Republican Assholes, Brainless Sheeple, Legal Buds and Vibrators, Oil Economics, Stealthy Freedom, Ebola, Fear, and the Cunning Fennec Fox

28 November, 2014
Circa MN

Hello, Patient Reader

Yes, I have found a moment in which I can jot down a few lines.  Note some observations of this beautiful, terrible world that I have made these past weeks and have yet to share.

Hmm.  Lessee.  Where does one begin?



       What the fuck is going on with America?   How did we elect a Congress with a majority of Repubs in BOTH HOUSES?   Who thinks this is the direction in which we should be going?



       Thanks to you, Brainless Sheeple, we have assured a future full of inequality for all who are not old and angry white dudes.  Have you forgotten that it was the Repubs who voted against equal pay for women?   You fucking Short-Term Memory- Deficient Cousin-Licking Redneck Dumbasses? 










      Except for you of course, Patient Reader . . . I know y’all are intelligent, well-informed writers who all vote conscientiously . . .





       We have now legalized marijuana for recreational consumption in 5 states, but still vote in “representatives” with agendae that will surely harsh on our mellows.  Outstanding.

               vs.



            One can purchase a handgun in Georgia but vibrators are against the law.  Fuck’s sake!
Oh, and let's just keep using oil as our primary source of energy, m’kay?  I mean, it's worked for the last oh, 150 years . . .  Fuck it! 




       The oil economy runs on the dollar.   That's good for us, right?   I mean, who's gonna stop using oil any fucking time soon?   I mean, besides everybody except America.  Yeah, we'll pat each other on the backs and suck each other's dicks and congratulate ourselves that we have such an industry as our wonderfully disgusting and contaminating and planet-destroying petroleum-based super-society.  Too bad the rest of the world will be using Euros and Yuan to pay for the dilithium crystals needed to run the matter/antimatter containment field everyone else has in their homes and cars.  You stupid fucks.
       Anyone remember that Saddam Hussein was thinking of converting the Iraqi oil program over to the Euro?   And how we decided that it was time to get this motherfucking evil-doer out of his throne and install a government friendly to our own, no matter how many American boys and girls we have to feed into the bloody maw of the war machine?  What did we secure first when we invaded Iraq illegally?   The museums that held the priceless Neolithic artifacts of our ancestors?  Or was it the oil fields?   Hmm.  Think about it.

Ok.  Moving on.  As if I ever stopped.



My Stealthy Freedom.  Started for and by Iranian women rebelling against the status quo of dress and behavior.  Flouting, as the BBC puts it.  Primarily in the ghastly practice of shedding the hijab.  Terrible.   Fucking awesome.   Check out the link to BBC and the links you will find there.






        Sure, the poor girl in the video (follow the link above) looks more like she is flailing than dancing but come on . . . Does that really matter?   Exactly how ugly can protest be when it is done via dance ?   Fuck you you ignorant redneck cousin-suckers.  Isn't your mama due for her licking-down?   Better get to it before daddy gets home.  He might want his turn, you sister-fucking hillbilly.



       Now I get that many women find that wearing the hijab brings them closer to god.  I have absolutely no problem with that.  In fact, I will fight to the death anyone's right to be who they want to be.  Just don't force your (a?)morality onto those who don't fucking want it!  If these beautiful Persian women want the freedom to feel free, and if this is the way they are free to feel free, then goddammit let's let them be free.  Jesus Fucking Christ on a Rubber Fucking Crutch when did Americans become so fucking afraid of freedom?



       So I see Ebola is still around.  How many dead, now?  5400 +?  Wow.
Francois Hollande, France's president, apparently has enough testicular fortitude for his hot mistress,



 his hot ex-girlfriend,



 and the Hot Zone in Guinea 



all at once.  He's going there on a state visit because he wants an idea of what's going on there, and he's getting it firsthand. France has already contributed $125m to combat Ebola in West Africa.  That's cool.

       Read all my other posts re: Ebola.  I've been blogging about it for months now.  We, humanity I mean, can beat this.  All humanity needs to better itself is well, a little humanity.
       Browse about the BBC site, as well as some other, non-American news sites and get some information not filtered, or at least filtered differently, than American news.  You'd be surprised at the wealth of info out there.


       Except for you, Patient Reader . . . I know y’all are the best-informed and intelligent blog-followers out there.  So well-rounded and yummy like cheeseburgers.



       So before I leave you (and jebus there is so much out there about which I still need to write!), I will jot some thoughts about FEAR.  Just a few, as I have a lot more to say about that subject then what you will read here.  So shall I continue?  Splendid!




       Fear.  

       It is an age-old subject, is it not?  Fear beckons to us from a place in our brains that we share with crocodiles and all other vertebrates.  Fear keeps the species alive, and makes us FEEL alive.  Fear saves us, but in its saving it mocks and it ridicules and we become the proto-ape we once were so many millennia ago.



       Fear makes us consider what might be next; what lurks under the bed; what might have shambled into the closet while we were away . . . Or while we slept.  Worst of all, Fear makes us dangerous.




       We fear that which we do not know, the unfamiliar.  We do not like our comfort challenged, which is what we find so comfortable.  It is its very own definition.

       So what can be more dangerous than an angry ape (for anger, as well as jealousy, is the child of fear) with an ability to fashion tools and tools into weapons, pushed outside of his comfort and willing to make dead that which challenges it?

       When we add to that roiling cauldron this . . . Intelligence . . .  we claim we have well, we've seen it throughout our savage history.



       “I am the one who has guided you this far,” says Fear.  Which is true, sad to say.  Fear makes of us liars and antisocial in so many other ways.  Fear makes us attack and take.  Fear makes us hate and justify that hatred.  Fear makes us ugly and shrink from our own reflections.
We devour one another as we squat chewing, our backs to each other and unable to look the others or ourselves in the eye.




       Fear will make a man destroy another man because he looks different, or speaks differently, or dresses differently . . . Fear will make a man kill another man because he believes in the same god but goes by another name.

       It is fear that perhaps forces one to not see the atoms that fill up the negative space- that all they can see is the emptiness, rather than be forced to see what we show them in our arts and sciences.

       Perhaps they fear that what we show them will be too much to bear; the consequences of challenged thought evokes in them feelings they are not (yet) strong enough to feel?

       It is easier, sometimes, for these people to point and judge when they are confronted with something they don't understand.  That is to say, they refuse to overcome the inertia and allow themselves to study.  To familiarize.  These are those dangerous apes.

       You are a dangerous person to dangerous people, Patient Reader.  You must use your provocative powers to incite cautious thought cautiously; to awash the masses, the flocks of Sheeple, in couched phrases that, through subtlety and sleight of tongue or pen, allows the idiot to think the dangerous idea he fears is one that he came up with on his own.

       In this way might we disseminate knowledge that goddammit needs disseminating.  Fuck’s sake.

       Only the Crazy-Bastard Cunning Fennec Fox and others of his ilk would be looney enough to throw an idea like a knife into the face of the dangerously stupid . . . Right, Patient Reader?

       So I leave you to it.  If you run the world, run it well.  If not, why the fuck not?


Always,



The Cunning Fennec Fox

2 comments:

  1. Yes.
    Only the Crazy-Bastard Cunning Fennec Fox and others of his ilk would be looney enough to throw an idea like a knife into the face of the dangerously stupid
    Definitely. But I'm with you... :-)

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