My Stuff - Moon Lighting TV Show

     In a different post I wrote about my having been enjoying watching the 80's TV show Moon Lighting.

In an episode that I watched last night our Heroes were called upon to visit an 80's style "Dirty Book Store". And this was a bit before VHS popularized porn for the common man and woman. So the magazines were of the limited production quantity and quality. I was Shocked that they did not cover up the toys. Not even an attempt. I was Shocked by this because there in the foreground was a significant selection of supersized flesh colored dildos. They were in sufficiently good focus that you could EASILY make out the 'vascularity' and the texture. On the wall behind our heroes was a vast array of BDSM paraphernalia. again this stuff was in sufficiently good focus as to be able to tell exactly what was what.

    I rather doubt that would get past the censors today. I suspect that the censors didn't know what they were seeing in these admittedly short scenes. But to MY "Well Trained Eye" EVERY thing was there. And as I recall having been to the wrong side of town on more than one occasion the magazine racks looked just like they did in those scenes.

My Stuff - My posts

     Many of my rants are centered around the trans-fuckery that the left fertilized with a THICK layer of their Bandini   (Bandini = bullshit)

        It seems that much of that trans-fuckery is a thing of the past. With a few strokes of his mightier than a sword pen he did away with much of my issues. 

    Yippy! Yes there is a God, mostly

    There still exists a metric Shit Tonne of Bandini left to weed out and eradicate.

    Mr. Elon musk is hard at work weeding out much of the corruption and bloat that exists in the swamp we call the Nation's Capital.

    Fiery violence eliciting rhetoric by the left's leaders (rhetoric by the way that if the Right were spewing would be called awful and heinousness.) calling for fighting in the halls of congress on the floor of the Senate in streets... calling tor efforts to shut down the city. Out of control protest marches Stopping up a major freeway in LA, illegal immigrants burning the American Flag on the 101 (the 101), the list is as long as the 101 freeway is. I don't even want to capture the videos from the YouTube for this post. I watched too many of them last night and am sickened by it.

    Much of this fiery rhetoric is aimed at the USAID program that Mr. Elon Musk has dug up and brought into the light. There are more bullshit line items in the bloat of this program than there are bubbles in the swaps of all of Dagobah all of the grains of sand on ten thousand earths all the hydrogen atoms in a Super Giant Star and how ever much stuff there is all of the black holes (oh I don't guess I can say black holes better say holes of color) in all of this known universe and any other universes covered in the many universes theory. TAX money siphoned off to pay for trans shit in Islamic countries Gay positivity Comic books in Peru? What fuck-wit fought for this bullshit? I want to know the names associated with all of this shit. I don't just want the program eradicated I want those fucks responsible for it destroyed.

    I tried to go looking for this USAID thing. much of it seems to have been edited down to reflect that things are being canceled (and not canceled in a social media way) Which makes my heart sigh with relief that perhaps just perhaps OUR TAX Dollars will be benefiting US the Tax Payers. I can not believe that the LEFT can defend this Bandini. I think I saw something about Sesame Street in Iraq. Now I used to like the Sesame Street, but the LEFT apparently got their hooks into the Sesame Street and twisted it all out of shape. Started introducing ideas that aught not be introduced to Young minds.

My Stuff - Society - Suicide

    They use the word "commit" when discussing suicide. Which is interesting to me. Because indeed you do have to be "committed" to commit suicide. First off because in order to commit suicide you really have to want it. You really have to want it to over come that damned ol' pesky survival instinct shit. I have got to tell you that survival instinct thing is a real bitch. Because right at the last moment there comes into your mind all manner of fuck off second thoughts. But they aren't really about hope and the future so much just fuck off don't do it thoughts. No plan for the future, no things will get better, just stone cold stop. Just the Sweaty Shivering fitts of STOP. Which as I said before is a real bitch when you have gone through all the trouble of getting things ready.

    Sometime ago I was experiencing what I have come to call 'The darkness'. What clinicians have called suicidal ideation. I believe that I have dealt with these thoughts most of my life at one time or another. In the most recent time I was going through some crappy issues of loss and hatred and rage and guilt for the hatred and rage and the loss was compounded with having been swindled out of $500,000.00 roughly. it was/is a mental thing that I am having a great deal of difficulty living with. Sometimes more than others. At the current time I am coping well enough I suppose. I tend to be standing with my great toe and the next toe over the abyssal of depression. That is The Darkness. A movie is coming out soon called "The Gorge" Looks good. But I say that to say this, the set designers did an amazing job of  bringing to live my exact image of "The Darkness". When I first saw that 'set' I was stunned that they had been able to rob my mind of my inner hellscape. It was/is astounding.

    But the last time I fell over this edge fairly significantly and as I recall quite by accident. At some time during the evening of the event I some how found my self talking to my would be sister in law. She was quite persistent in her attempts to keep my from the Darkness. Apparently I was lucid enough to construct a significantly cogent argument for rolling over the edge for the last time. We disconnected the call for the last time. Apparently she couldn't live with the knowledge that she could do something more. She called the Police who called the Sheriff and together with the paramedics they descended upon my home to collect me and force-ably remove me to a mental health cell at a local hospital where they held me for 7 days. During which time several bad things occurred around my home. the likes of which I will not go into just now. That may or may not be something I will journal about here. Just now my finger tips cant take too much more as I two finger type with my right index finger and with my left middle finger, you know Thee Finger, the Bird, Oh I really hate it when it does that. [UPDATE I have adopted a two index finger typing strategy. Its not helping much though.]

    The apparently very cogent argument went something like this...   Why is is so acceptable for pet owners to 'put down' their pets when the pet owners feel that the pet is in more distress that is "Humanely" appropriate? What is humanely appropriate anyway? How is that a human person can psychically make a determination as to whether their pet would like to carry on living or be sent off to the great bye and bye. Why is it so impossible for one human being to believe another human being that the party of the first part has had all that they can stand and no would no longer like to carry on living in what the party of the first part has determined is enough in what has become according to the party of  the first part an untenable condition, be that a health related condition, a pain related condition, a sorrow related condition, a just plain lived long enough condition. I watched an old TV show from the 80's, "Moonlighting". The episode was titled "Witness to an execution". The principals of the show are contracted by an elderly gentleman to witness his death. The particulars are not of any great import for the purposes of this essay. What is of note is that the elderly gentleman was in poor health had lived over 90 years the only reason he was still alive was because the Medical Industry was keeping him that way in his words so they could siphon of his life's savings to line their own pockets. Which is true for a great many individuals today I imagine. There is much talk about mental health these days. But the principal thrust of this talk seems to revolve around medical treatments. Treatments not cures. If the medical industry suddenly could cure cancer or diabetes or any number of other illnesses they would go broke. A treatment keeps the sick person a slave to the pharmacological industry typically known as Big Pharma. There is much discussion in the senate confirmation hearings regarding Bobby Kennedy (I think is his name) He is set to really shake up the medical, food, and health industries in a big way. If President Donald J Trump has his way there will be a lot of very unhappy people in Washington. Because the stocks of this unholy triad will be shaken up and all of the corrupt senators and Congressmen et al will suddenly loose shit tonnes of money from their stock portfolios. 

    Anyway, there is as I think I mentioned a book and subsequent movie titled "They shoot Horses don't they?" that sort of follows what I am talking about here. Where does the line get drawn for the dolling out of empathy for a suffering being, human or otherwise? Does simply walking upright make it so? Why don't pet owners get brought up on charges for killing a beloved pet for assuming that they know enough about the pet's level of suffering or the stage of terminality (made up word) of the pets condition. Why don't we as a society or at a minimum humans afford our fellow humans the same level of dignity? Why do we get to force a person who is bedridden and in chronic pain that can only be 'treated' with horrible pain killers like Morphine of the dreaded Fentanyl? Why cant a person in this sort of condition make the determination for them selves where the line in the sand is. And where does it say that the person must be in some observable state of unease? Why cant that condition be in the mind of the party of the first part. After all where else does an individual experience their own condition? As stated in the movie "The Matrix" what we perceive is what we perceive, perception is realty after all. So if I, the party of the first part, have had enough of simply existing to collect a Social Security Check monthly only to live out my days waiting for the end why can't I declare that I have reached the level of endurance that I am prepared to endure simply because society has arbitrarily declared that this is the way it will be simply because I am an animal of the two legged variety. They roll out pleasant platitudes like suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Has it ever occurred to those that spout this drivel that the party of the first part may in fact looking for a Permanent solution? That the party of the first has seen enough of the gross injustices and the corruption and lies and wickedness in the world that their scenes have become overloaded by and polluted by this shit ball of a planet that we have ruined/created for ourselves. And that the party of the first part has simply and truthfully had all that they can stand. No amount of happy pills nor selfish platitudes will ever cover up the polluted ruination of a society that we have created and degenerated into by our own hand. 

    There are those among the living that wish to check out but are trapped "Hotel California" like by society and it's steadfast belief in the future and that there is some good thing coming down the pike or that is just around the next corner if we could only hold out for that one more day and the arrival of a golden ticket in the mail. Why should your belief in the future trump my lack of it.

 

                    Isn't that what true tolerance is all about?

                     Isn't tolerance the buzzword of the day?

    Why does tolerance have to stop with the trans and the gay and the rest of the lgbtq crew? Why cant us miserable fucks get ourselves a stripe on the 'pride' flag? It seems that the black stripe is taken by the trans crowd. Selfish fucks. It does seem a bit more fitting for us.

    [UPDATE: it seems that euthanasia is in fact legal in America. It seems that Oregon, Washington D.C., Hawaii, Washington, Maine, Colorado, New Jersey, California, and Vermont all have provisions for this. I wonder what the catch is? There must be a catch. Yeah it seems that you have got to have a terminal disease. I wonder if Extreme Depression could qualify]

             

                                I hope it but I doubt it. 

[UPDATE: I did a thing online where you answer some questions and they tell you at what age you are expected to die/live to. It seems that I am expected to live until 84. Yippy fuck]

[UPDATE: It seems as a result of doing the life expectancy thing I was put on this email list]

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Society - Observations - Pets and animals

    I was watching a great comedian woman from Ireland Katie Boyle. She got to a place (roughly 38:45) in her bit where she relayed a story about her cat had become some how ill and her father had killed the cat. At which point the entire audience gave the obligatory sigh ahhh in commiseration. Her response, being a comedian was that every body was sorrowful about the cat being put down but its so much more acceptable to kill people. Cant kill the cat, but people, just another day at the office. The comedian/daughter asks if this was the father's first response to the cats illness and that maybe he should have taken the cat to the vet. His response is that he is not going to pay somebody to do a thing that he himself can do. Again a collective ahhh. You really need to give her your time and watch. You will not be disappointed.

    And I have noticed this in a few (You guessed it YouTubes). I have found that I enjoy the movie reaction videos. Where a content creator watches a movie reacts to it and edits it down to the 'best' bits. There are several movies where killing an animal gets cries of pain from the 'reaction person'. John Wick is a perfect example. The Russian fuck off tries to buy Mr. Wick's car. Mr. Wick declines the offer to buy. The Fuck off Russian comes back some time later to Mr. Wick's home. Breaks in brutalizes Mr. Wick and kills the puppy. Touching of a four film fourligy. Plus an up coming spin off "Ballerina". The Fuck off Russian kills the one puppy but Mr. Wick kills 77 guys throughout the first movie alone. Nobody bats a single eyelash or comes even close to shedding a tear for those guys but the puppy. Well you have all likely seen the movie so you know.

    Another favorite show of mine "Firefly". There is a scene where our "Big Damn  Hero's" are being shot at and in the ensuing battle several people get killed. No problem. But near the end of this altercation a horse gets shot and presumably killed. I love the show and love to watch along with the reactor people. But there is not a single reaction person that isn't viscerally upset by this horse killing. As was I but again loads of people get killed in action movies ALL the time and not a tear is shed. Off an animal and waterworks ensue. 

    (Except in LA where there is apparently a VERY serious water shortage as evidenced by there being NO water in the fire hydrants to put out the now famous LA wild Fires. Obviously a much worse water shortage than when I lived there through out the 80's.)

    I suppose the Most famous example of this is the Old Yeller book and subsequent movie. I imagine Cujo is another example of this. Cujo even became somewhat of a meme before memes were memeing. Sort of how there were a slew of crazo postal employees that went on killing sprees at 'the office'. And the meme "Going Postal" was born. Cujo was a similar thing. Cujo for those who don't know a Steven King book turned movie involving a large Saint Bernard dog on a farm that got rabies and started in on a killing spree of his own. There is all manner of people drama and initially Cujo is killing off the villains of the movie as I recall but then Cujo goes completely off the rails and it becomes apparent that he is very ill and must be put down.

Race Relations - BLM vs. White Trash.

    blm vs. White trash. Where is the white version of the blm fuck-wits? Are the White pride guys the answer to the blm fuck wits or the cause of it?

    It seems that there is NO, Absolutely NO equivalent slur to call a white person that carries the same weight as N¡@@€R. None. White trash, Cracker Whitey, Honkey I cant think of many. I know they are out there but I don't know them. I found this but is a bit over my head and really doesn't say much as far as I can tell. I found this. Its a way overly informative. Slurs that I have never heard or even thought of. Slurs for people that I will never encounter. I heard this song that was just slurs wrapped up in rhyme. It is hysterical, but I cant find it just now. That is a shame. [Update: Found it. Enjoy]

    Here are some other offensive tunes

        All My ex's Changed their sexes.

        The Racist song

        This one is just plain goofy

    

Society - Sex - Kinks - Feet

     I feel like the foot fetishists are making themselves known. Little by little I have seen more and more weirdness on the youtube involving women who are selling pictures of their feet for Loads of money. Used to be that the foot fetish guys kept a low profile. But now with Only fans they are out and proud it seems. Maybe they are being outed against their will except for their visa statements and the pervasiveness of the YouTube. Yippy.  Hip Hip Hooray. Hip Hip shut the fuck up.

    Kelsey Cook

My stuff - Costco - Men

    I had an interesting encounter at the Costco the other day. I was wearing a "Civil War Generals" coat. At least that is what I call it. and I was wearing what I have come to understand is an Australian "Cowboy" style hat. This get up does get attention. I was stopped waiting for some traffic to clear and there was a young boy standing next to his father. He had the same look on his face that the kid in the movie Top Gun Maverick had at the dinner after Captain Mitchel has wrecked the Darkstar Hyper sonic jet. He said to his father "Dad its a Cowboy". I was flattered by that. It was fun. We exchanged smiles and went about our days. 

    There is much said about how men appreciate compliments. We don't get them that often. We are generally expected to suck up the terrors of the day and shrug off emotional experiences an annoyance. And carry on business as usual going on. Its a terrible thing. But it has worked for men for generations In memoriam. Suck it up get on the ship or plane and be ready to die for your country. Men are generally taught through societal pressures that we are only good if we are useful somehow at best and expendable at worst. That is just how things are. Now the mental health people are taking notice of the mentally ill among us. They are picking up on the idea that Trans people and women are at risk for mental health issues. Men are not included on this roster of at risk groups. There isn't even much lip service to the idea of men's mental health. When there is any talk about the men's loneliness epidemic most people laugh at best and say that it is what men deserve at worst. But when it really comes down to it Queer Nation takes front and center stage every time because they are well... off their nut.

    There is a Mother's day and a little lip service to Father's day. Mothers day is oh so much more important. Not too many fathers get much more than a card that reads "This is a day, this is a card". Not so much hoopla made about "Call your Father" as is the Hoopla made about Call your mother" and if for what ever reason you find yourself on TV the first thing out of your mouth is "Hi Mom". Your father teaches you to ride a bicycle and it "Look Ma, No hands". I am on an email list that sends me an email telling me what the day is. It is called the "Brighter side of the news". There is ALL Manner of days dedicated to all manner of goofy stuff. Talk like a pirate day, Guacamole day. Of course the typical stuff Mothers day, International Woman's day, there is Pride Month. There are days for Ice cream, for tacos, you name it there is probably a day for it. Secretaries day Bosses day. Years ago they tried unsuccessfully to institute Men's day. Dalmatian day and peanut butter day won out. Even though peanut butter can kill you or at the very least make you break out in hives. Everybody has an allergy these days. There was a goofy study about gluten intolerance done. A group of random people were all assembled for some reason or another and served lunch. All of these individuals ate the lunch with no issue. Until it was announced that the bread or something had gluten in it. People immediately started getting violently ill and shitting themselves uncontrollably. There was NO gluten in the building, Nothing, Nada, zip. But because they believed it their bodies manifested the symptoms.  

     [UPDATE: These are some of the days that beat out Men's Day for prominence.                                           

Today is National Homemade Soup Day. Enjoy a bowl of gazpacho and some good news today!  https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#inbox/FMfcgzQZTCgLKBTplZvKqvZCHhqcQKdC

Today is National Sock Day. Grab a pair of mismatched or holiday socks and share some good news!  https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#label/Brighter/FMfcgzQXKWjfhbRMXKPpGLJnGDVPcBjw

Today is National Happy Hour Day. Grab a beer with friends after work and share some good news.  https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#label/Brighter/FMfcgzQXKDdHQHpbkfmvtRQzZVnqhqCR

TODAY IS INTERNATIONAL CAPS LOCK DAY. Share some emphatically good news with others today!  https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#label/Brighter/FMfcgzQXJkXsBTGvVPwcqlqqstnJFwQf

Today is National Fart Day. Enjoy a quiet release of tension and some good news today!  https://mail.google.com/mail/u/0/#inbox/FMfcgzQZTChTLgNKNVmpRbdnMjPHJchP

 

    You see what I mean.]    But I digress.

    Real men aren't allowed to have emotions. Women always cry about how they want their man to share their feelings. Don't do it. Its a trap. If you expose your weakness you are done for and ditched. We are expected my 'Law' to remain stoic at all times. I think that is how my father was able to be on the first boat to hit the beach at Inchon Korea and make it back from the Chosin Reservoir. return to Korea one more time then visited Vietnam three times and go onto be a very successful private citizen with no Outward manifestation of any sort of PTSD. None that I am aware of. As per the usual he never talked about anything like that. Just once. He was close to death, emphysema, and he had chosen to be cremated. He said to me that I would know that they gave to me HIS cremains by the inclusion of three titanium screws that were holding his knee together. Those screws are two inches long and at least 1/4 inch in diameter. I thought I was a bad ass because through a series of unfortunate/stupid event I manage to acquire nearly 20 inches of scar tissue. I was Shocked and amazed on sunny summer in Phoenix Arizona where he was living he was wearing shorts at the time and I saw what had to be an eighteen inch scar on his right knee. He told me about that incident. Seems that was one of his Purple Heart medals. He seemed to become a bit animated about some of his war stories and battle scars. There were many. He had a deep fold on his left cheek. I thought it a natural fold. Turns out it was a huge deep scar that was the result of a grenade fragment. He told me of a time he was in command of a group of tanks. He was at the back of a tank calling in directions to the tank gunners. It seems that the gunner misunderstood the direction of the order by 180 degrees. So when the gunner fired the cannon the mussel flash and concussive shock wave happened all of his exposed skin was second degree burned and all of the expose hair gone in smoke he was deafened for three weeks. He was shipped off to the offshore hospital ship for that. When he could hear again it was back to the front. He told me about training to use briefcase sized nuclear weapons. He figured that by the time he told me that that technology had been declassified. He was one of the only enlisted men to raise to the rank of Captain. He told me a story of how he was 'One Shot' away from being awarded the prestigious Lauchheimer Award. basically the best of the best of the best shooting award. It seems that the guys figured out that alcohol slowed down your heart rate. And heart rate is a key factor in high precision shooting/snipping. So after each round they would head to the parking lot and have a shot. In the final round when it was the handgun round he was standing with the sidearm at the ready. When the range master announced "Ready on the line" over the loud speaker he twitched of a shot that narrowly missed his ankle. If that shot had been just about anywhere on the target he had enough points to win. But with out that shot he missed it by that much.

    Those are some of the humorous stories. The rest he kept bottled up very very tight and pushed that shit way, Way, WAY down. He might have pushed that shit right out of his own memory. You know how the memory can do things like that. 

    So anyway men are by and large considered expendable in society. If you serve no purpose in society there is no place for you in society. Of course there are those guys that can't keep that shit bottled up and it comes spilling out in the worst of ways. And the promise of the government to help the veterans is sadly, woefully, horribly insufficient to the task of helping many like Mr. Charles Whitman. The suicide rate among veterans is Astronomical. But that is the way it is and the way it has been and likely the way it will always be. Nobody will touch that, its too expensive. People whine and wale on about the military budget. But nobody gives a shit about the Abominable, Colossal waste it money that occurs on the floor of congress or in senate committee meetings, liars and obfuscations general lack of preparedness. I though I would like to see how the government works. It turns out that I don't. I found out. At first I was amazed sort of like seeing a plane crashing into a derailing train carrying nuclear waste, High explosives and nerve gas. You just cant take your eyes off of it. Then you see the same bad actors doing the same shit again and again and again. Under oath in front of a panel of Senators and they lie and dodge and put on tap dancing lessons that Fred Astaire would be amazed by. At first it was good youtube fodder but then you realize that lots of oxygen is wasted and NOT and Damn thing ever happens.    But I digress.