If Rudyard Were a Trump Man


An astonishingly unexpected President was being inaugurated.
So many firsts were made with his election: age, religion, family background— and he had a poet at the podium with him.
Well, this time it ain’t Kennedy; both Robert Frost and Rudyard Kipling are gone, and what’s been forgotten of their legacies in the meanwhile makes civilization shudder.


(For the original of Kipling’s verse, go here.)

Hold ’im by the Heels and Smack Ass

The Founding Fathers could ill conceive either of this election’s choices.

For them, the tyrannical was freshly repudiated while women were naturally denied the manly tasks of statecraft. They’d flip their powdered wigs contemplating permission to resume the former in order to perpetuate the latter.

Men opine about the birth of a nation but empty their bowels at the actual prospect of birth itself. The electorate as midwife will God willing concede sanity as the way forward.

Huey Makes Another Appearance


Incidentally, 
he has a twin
named Cryee.

Their leadership 
skills are just 
tremendous.

Tremendous, 
I’m not kidding 
you.

Their History

Headline could be a homonym typo, it happens a lot.

Fiction Left Speechless


You can’t legislate morality
and you can’t fix stupid
but
you can legislate stupid.

Donald Doubles Down on the Black Vote

Look, I get that I’m a rich white guy you should supposedly hate, I get that. And you probably believe the black guy now in the White House is an American, whatever. But are you better off? I’m just asking. I’m betting no.

Look, anybody can run for President like anyone can win at the crap table— although your odds are better with blackjack...see, there are lots of strategies for beating the odds when people know—they know—the odds are always with the House.

So right there are the facts; you know I’m telling you the truth, now we’re having a genuine conversation. People aren’t stupid. They know the game is rigged. Are they asking to change the rules? Sure. Do they want improved odds?— you bet. The point is, they’re in your wheelhouse where they’re asking and you’re telling. Once you’ve got them there, you can tell them practically anything.

Let me tell you a little bit about anger management. About troublemakers, drunks and deadbeats. This place is a magnet for them. They’d be street hustling or at their jobs which they hate with bosses they hate or at home beating their wives and kids if it weren’t for this joint, what we offer here. We offer refuge. We give them glamour and dazzle like they get nowhere else, we give them drinks and food and gorgeous women; we hold the promise of riches. What’s wrong with that? There’s nothing wrong with that.

People want to feel good about themselves, everybody wants to feel good about themself. They come in here, they like how they feel. Excited, maybe a little scared, but not bored. Never bored. I will never bore you.

I don’t know how I can spell this out any plainer. You people, you go to church— and I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with this— but you go to church and give away what little money you’ve got— for what? No chance of payback, of winning. None whatsoever. So when I say, “Come on over to what I’ve got going on here, what have you got to lose?” I really mean it.

Thus Maintaining WORSE EVER Status


Six years ago, the Senate passed a unanimous law.
You read that right— the most contentious, incompetent Congress in modern history actually unanimously passed The Commercial Advertisement Loudness Mitigation Act (H.R. 1084/S. 2847).

Of course nothing changed, as any late-night cable viewer knows, having been jolted awake by some ad blasting louder than D-Day at Normandy.

That’s because they made it unenforceable.

Sponsor Opportunity


Thinking Utz, the
first chip maker
in America!

Next to Zud, Utz
is the best product
name ever.

The lines are
open.



Morbid Streak of Curiosity


When Women Ruled the Earth

Dr. Leonard Shlain was a surgeon who wrote weird, wonderful books that theorized about practically everything (but not that much at all about medicine). How stuff got the way it is interested him and he was boldly original in the way he interwove conceptual comparatives few others considered.

His book “The Alphabet Versus the Goddess” for instance, makes a damn interesting case for why patriarchal dominance came about. Women in prehistory were shamans and leaders (their buried remains outnumber males at Stonehenge where recent digs indicate it was a burial site for the highest status individuals). The nuanced female expertise in identifying healing herbs and edible vs. poisonous plants came from their immunity to color-blindness and their naturally acute visual processing. There was that intuition thing too, which was phenomenally good at abstract problem solving.

Then written language came along and prejudicially re-wired our brains to linear, sequenced thinking. The holistic, visual “right brain” got suppressed and relegated to second class citizenship. The status of women went south as a new male priest class went nuts destroying remnant effigies of women as anything other than subservient baby-makers. Shlain goes into fascinating depth and detail on culture, language and sexual nature you’ll never see anywhere else. I don’t want to spoil the ending, but trust me, it’s not all glum.

Below is a page of note-taking that evidences why I have natural predisposition to Dr. Shlain’s message.

Back Due to No Demand Whatsoever

The Ugly American abroad is so over.
The vacationing American disowning the stateside Ugly American is trending heavily.