Thursday, June 29, 2017

Hate Speech is the American Way.

I have an unpopular opinion. Not only do I think hate speech is an inherently good and healthy thing, but I think anyone who disagrees with me should be summarily executed and their family should be sent to internment camps to bind copies of Mein Kampf, Das Kapital and Twilight for no fewer than three generations.

Now, am I some sort of evil fuck? Debatable. I'll tell you what I am for sure: a god damn patriot who takes the hardest of hard lines on free speech.

There are some that say hate speech is harmful or even violence. I say these people are degenerates in need of free helicopter rides, or at the very least need to go to the free speech publishing gulags. Their contention is that what we say unduly effects everyone around us, especially "marginalized groups" because they can't bear to hear what people think of them.

I think if you're so easily hurt you're just the chattel I'll need to feed my roving packs of right-wing cannibal death-squads after the nuclear holocaust.

The progressive left can wag it's finger at people like me who think free speech should be a monolithic absolute but they don't know the slope they've doused in KY. They've defined hate speech so broadly that anyone can be accused of bigotry, and given that the newest generation could be my freedom loving, human hunting, army of death, this dog you've trained could very well bite you in the ass. 

You see, princess, you can call us racist, sexist, homophobic, transphobic, islamophobic, crazed death cultists, rapists, murders, cannibals, etc, etc. You can ban us on social media. You can even throw us in jail for saying what we think. We're not going to stop believing what we believe. At the very best we're going to go underground. But we're still here, all around you. We still hate you. You've just twisted the social contract to make us hate you politely.

So I ask "why be polite?" put all this shit on front street. Know thy neighbor. Know thy enemy. Strengthen your arguments. Thicken your skin.

Buck up. Don't be such a sniveling cunt.

Warlord of the Wastes,
Big Mike.

Friday, June 16, 2017

The earth is flat, Santa is real, and vaccines make children retarded

What is wrong with people? A lot of things it seems. God, knowing that some of these individuals belong to the same species as yours truly makes me lathargic, because why would I want to be outside when those...people...are out and about. Gah.

Perhaps there is hope yet. Maybe I'll stop with the cynicism, and jump on Trump's yugely big dong train, eat artisan foods, and listen to rock without guitars and hip hop with rappers who mumble. Or maybe, to fight apathy I'll take a bunch of vitamins and then blog about how everything sucks. Ah yes, the latter.

Oh yeah, global warming is gonna kill us all.

That being said, I've been able to have some very fruitful conversations with some of the sort of people that, whilst having extremely contrasting ideas from me, can actually discuss their ideas articulately, provide where they found their logic, and not just shout popular talking points that they embrace just because they aren't mainstream. I feel that type of united idea belief is how we avoid thing like, you know, murdering the fuck out of eachother.

However, I will say, whilst the ability to be united in sharing ideas is vital, if there is imperical evidence that comes from multile sources, using the argument "well that's what they 'claim' " doesn't count as an actual counter argument. Otherwise nothing is decisive and everything is pointless. 

But only a sith deals in absolutes.

Man, shut up. 

~Xavier R.



Wednesday, June 14, 2017

If bullshit politics were genitals, we'd all be getting laid

God damn it I am tired of all of these headlines about our government being a bunch of cocksuckers. I'm not saying that these things should be hidden from us, it's just a damn crying shame that there's so much of this nonsense going around, that it has to be plastered on every damn media outlet the world over. Come to think of it, me bitching about it makes it one in the same.

Now, scandals and such aside, a big problem with political ideals is that they are hard to argue. Not so much the actual concepts, but in some parts of the countries certain things are so ingrained into the local psyche, that you might as well tell a poor televangelist that jesus was actually just a jello cup. It won't get you anywhere.

There are some things that seem so obvious, that it causes absurdity when it's disagreed with. A big one with liberals, is absolute equality. The big case of the day, being homosexuality.

Now personally, I do not see how one can make a choice to be gay or straight, beyond just choosing to act out in a certain way randomly. So calling it a lifestyle, to me, is ridiculous. Yet time and time again, these people are chastised,  beaten, denied basic rights, etc. If they are good, decent human beings, then they shouldn't be denied anything.

However, American conservatism, often rooted in archaic religion (christianity) states homosexuality as an ultimate sin, thusly it damages society in general to allow it.

Now a big one with conservatives, is fiscal responsibility. Now, Israel, religious matters and the whole Medicare scandal aside, programs tend to be paid for without proper, long term backing properly planned out when a more liberal government is in charge. Such as constant debt ceiling lifting, funds pulled from either inflation or fed borrowing. This causes a bunch of fussing, and yada yada, we all suck.

So what am I trying to get across with all this?

Nothing, because it's pretty much pointless.

What I can say further, though, is that if something hurts, don't fucking do it, even if not doing so goes against some type of doctrine that's been force fed to you forever. For example, If your kids are sick and dying, put medicine inside them, instead of dancing along with bullshit populist nonsense. Because if it seems like a bad idea, you know, dead kids and all, I'm sure it is a bad idea.

Now, while in the editing process for the post, Big Mike suggests I really drive my cynicism home (if the cynical approach is what I'm trying to take) something like "whatever, all politicians, left or right, are just child raping vampires. Fuck your political wing and fuck you too."

So yeah, the whole thing is fucked. There are some good ideas. Some good philosophies. The whole discussion is moot though, because it really is all pointless and we're all a bunch of stupid, murderous rape monkeys with smart phones and sneakers which won't matter when the sun explodes and kills everyone anyway in a righteous solar cleansing. Personally, I am hoping for the sun melting and not incineration. We will see. 

Man o man do I miss the poop jokes of my late teens/early 20s. I wasn't so concerned about much, besides how many tourist chicks I could bang, or where I could find some pot. Though I do now feel the effects of things like a bad economy and institutionalized racism like never before, maybe I shouldnt call it "concern". After all, I'm just a murderous rape monkey with a smart phone and sneakers.


~X


Monday, June 12, 2017

I think I'm going to throw up.

So I was informed just hours ago, that for some years now, a mobile app has existed for blogger. Now, while apathy and lack of creative juices obviously played a part in many months of silence, the void of equipment needed had also caused many drawbacks. Oh well, hindsight is a bunch of numbers or whatever. That also means that I'll be able to log on more often now, and talk about stuff and things while dropping a duece. Which I could be doing now, you don't know.

Anyhoo...

There is a lot of things that I do relatively well. I'm a pretty good musician, not a terrible boxer, a decent writer, and of course a world class lover. However, something in particular, which may or may note cause more problems then it does glory, so how I am a champion drinker. 

Just so there's no misunderstanding to the classy toddlers that read this;

Alcohol, not apple juice.

One of the beautiful things that alcohol does, is loosen you up in a way that deletes the concerns for the future. That way, besides losing the fear of rejection and that social retardation just slipping away, by golly once you hit the sweet spot, that level you strove for, you don't even care that you'll probably be tossing spaghetti chunks out your mouth hole.

Now, another just lovely thing about this poison is that it's cheap. Well, it can be cheap. If the need to drown your woes is ever pulsating in your weak mortal skull, it's good to know that after a bus ride and a 10 spot with a couple of singles, you can find yourself embracing a half gallon of vodka swill while crying on your couch watching adult cartoons.

Now, being like a true champ, a barron of bad shits, a duke of dying D cells, comes with a lot of responsibility. You have to constantly be on a charm offensive, so that you don't seem out of the ordinary. What does that mean?

Well, have you ever gone on a walk into town for a cheeseburger, but your legs felt like goo, everything was hilarious, and you just didn't give a fuck? Well that's called having the drunk munchies. Now, driving like this is the purest form of retardation, so no drive through for you. You must be face to face. However, you can't just laugh and stumble around, then stare at the order taker's tits. You have to compliment them, too. You also need to keep a smile of your face while you do an erotic jig. See? Charm.

Then, when you run into some type of authority figure, such as a cop or your dumb wife, you can't just fall over next to them and blame the wind (though as a last resort it might not hurt). You need to be able to carry yourself with a certain level of dignity so that, with either person, you don't end up in a cage eating shitty food. 

Now me in particular, I am what you call a pro. I practically wrote the book on having yourself a responsible drink from time and time. Sure, I've needed to reprint that book a couple dozen times because I either piss or puke on the one prior, but so what? Sure, I've gone empty handed with the ladies at bars a bunch, but they don't call me the bi-annual 10 slammer for nothing. I'm practically every quote from some stupid book about being cool that you've ever even considered reading. 

Perhaps it doesn't help that being drunk causes bad eating habits, among other serious health issues. You can always remember though, that eating cheeseburgers is fucking awesome. What do doctors know anyways? They went to college, and college is for nerds. 

Haha, nerds.

So remember, while some nerd in a white coat might tell you that alcohol is killing a higher percentage of people every year, that you should slow down, and probably exercise more, but can still drink and have fun as long as you limit it to the weekends or perhaps just celebrations, you tell them this;

No.

Because the world sucks, and God is dead.


~X

P.s. I hope you learned something. If not, I'm sorry you're too dumb to learn. If you did, I'm sorry you're dumb and needed to learn this.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Many a moon later, we present: Mental Anguish and stress nightmares

The most peculiar thing happened to my subconscious mind. I was plagued by the most wicked nightmares that were intermittent with random moments of graphic sex. Now, I'm not sure if it was the sudden political upheaval of the Turkish government (and the bloody battle that lead to it), the theft of my Mother's golden Marvel superhero statuettes, the raiding of my house by murderous boy scouts, the gain of love then lost of trust by the woman I'm infatuated with, or, god damn it, the rampant drug use. However, when I woke up this morning, I was feeling a little uneasy.

Now, often times I will be able to tie in my real life situation into nightmares I'm having, because usually your conscious mind can either translate into your dreams, or you can at least dream slightly of the future given situations that you, again, have experienced whilst awake. These things I dreamed of, however, I could not quite find my inner self's motivation for.

With nightmares I have noticed though, it usually pertains to fears on an emotional level. Big scary monsters and ghosts and the like usually don't work on me, so my inner self finds other things. Often times, if you notice about even yourself, there is no actually correlation (or at least immediately) however you still exude those feelings of dread.

Or, fuck it, who knows. Maybe my evil twin Teddy is at it again with poisoning my coffee.

This shall surely affect my inheritance!
That being said, with the introduction of me relocating to a new home for both my well being and for work, I find myself with a new home office. I feel like writing again. I think I will. Hopefully not about nightmares that have me waking up feeling like I just survived a nuclear war.

Or maybe I will. I just reread the works of Kafka not long ago. Who knows what I'm capable of...

Getting another cup of coffee, that's what.

~Xavier R.


Saturday, March 5, 2016

Book Report: Chuck Palahniuk's "Invisible Monsters"

"Nothing of me is original, I am the combined effort of everyone I've ever known."
 Invisible Monsters is Chuck Palahniuk's third published novel and tells the story of an up-and-coming fashion model horribly disfigured by a stray bullet that leaves her horribly disfigured. Her jaw is gone, unable to talk, she goes from being the center of attention to a horrible monster no one can bear to look at. She embarks on a road trip with a stunning transsexual and her ex fiance to steal drugs and hormones from rich old people's open houses.

 The story itself is deceptively simple though it jumps schizophrenically between four different points in the story: the model with her parent's during holidays, modeling with her best friend, her in the hospital after the accident and on the road with the other two characters getting into shenanigans. I did seem to predict the larger plot points and twists, being familiar with Palahniuk's work. Also, I did miss his novel writing quirks present in his later works (like the oral biography in Rant or the epistolary screeds of Pygmy). I'd still say give it a read. You'll either love it or hate it.

 Plot and Characters aside, the Themes really shine here. Much like Fight Club, the central theme seems to be self destruction, whereas it seems the narrator had something to prove in his slow decent into madness and domestic terrorism, the cast of Invisible Monsters seem hell bent on doing nothing but spiting their parents. They know they're not original, a copy of a copy of a copy, so instead of trying to meet the expectations of their parents (who, like in Fight Club, are also analogous to God) and society, they try instead to be monsters in their own respective ways in a desperate attempt to be original.

All in all, I'd say it was pretty good. I'm not much of a fashionista, so if you're really not interested in our jaw-less protagonist talking for page after page about what the other characters are wearing like Tyler Durden talked about saponification and explosives, just skim it like I did. I don't think I missed much.

As a note, I'd like to say these were my impressions after reading the straight novel version of Invisible Monsters, not the Remix version, which is a retooling with late era Palahniuk's characteristically ergodic flair. I'm looking forward to that, for sure.

Love,
Big Mike.

Monday, February 1, 2016

Straight from the headlines! (Or the gutters)

Tonight, it will be decided who the two primary knuckleheads running for President Of The United States Of America will be. Are you excited? I hope not, because the likeliness of a viable candidate who has minimal self interest, proper experience, a caring attitude, and looks fresh in a one piece is pretty damn close to impossible. Sheer folly I say. Sheer folly!


Soak it all in. Try not to cum too quickly.

~Xavier R.

p.s.

Vote carefully. Its important to know which garbage can your ballot is going to be tossed into.

EDIT* 2-3-2016 So apparently I stated what would occur incorrectly. The party selections haven't happened quite yet, but the sentiment stands.

PLAYLIST 2-1-2016

Out Of The Black - Royal Blood

Tom's Diner - Suzanne Vega

Boys Wanna Be Her - Peaches

Spiderbite - Jerry Cantrell

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat (Charles Mingus Cover) - Jeff Beck

Monday, January 18, 2016

In the depraved genius lump of goo of mine known as a brain

Hello.

Drinking Alcohol gets you drunk
Eating too much food makes you fat
Writing words makes a story
Talking points are used for articles

I have eaten a lot of trail mix today. It is because I was hungry, and put too much hot sauce in my regularly scheduled breakfast.

I am older now.

Just remember this parting wisdom;

Large athletic men crashing into each other while an oddly shaped ball is tossed up and down a muddy grass field is prime time entertainment.

~Xavier R.

Playlist 1-18-2016

A Day At The Races - Jurassic 5

Scars - X Japan

Grandma Dynamite  - 24-7 Spyz

Servitude - Fishbone

Here's Lookin' At You Babe - Dr. Madd Vibe (Angelo Moore)


Friday, January 8, 2016

Conservatives Worship A Liberal Jesus (Apparently)

The United States of America, or 'Murica, in some circles, is a predominately Christian nation. While I do my best to talk about fairly universal things, I am more familiar with this particular religion, so, uh, whatever.

That being said, I want to say something before I start. I have a lot of unique and odd views with religion and spirituality, however I am a Christian. Now, I don't say that to defend myself from the bitchy horde that is the internet, I say it so that you can take it into consideration during the non-bias(non-bias-ish) elaboration. 

If Jesus was alive today, there is no way he could be a pastor of an evangelical church or a Catholic bishop. Evangelicals and conservative Catholics live off of making the distinction between their undeniable "truths" against the failings of their followers, whereas in contrast, Jesus was all about empathy and forgiveness. It's peculiar when atheists follow concepts of the gospel far better than many Christians. 

An example from "Why I Am An Atheist Who Believes In God: How To Give Love, Create Beauty And Find Peace" by Frank Schaeffer:

"Put it this way: Godless non-church-going Denmark mandates four weeks of maternity leave before childbirth and fourteen weeks afterward for mothers. Parents of newborn children are assisted with well-baby nurse-practitioner visits in their homes. In allegedly Pro-life and family friendly American Bible belt, conservative political leaders slash programs designed to help women and children while creating a justifying mythology about handouts versus empowerment."

In 'Murica, the poor are now part of what these very conservative individuals see as the problem, moochers and takers, and many side with today's also conservative media, attacking the poor while claiming it is following the Bible. So how exactly is the following the same Jesus of the Bible?

So it's as if there is that particular choice of actually following the ideals of a Hippie Pacifist Socialist Jew, or a book of contradiction.


Think about Jesus' conflicting issues with the religion that he had been a part of at the time. The Torah would say a particular something, but then he would say whatever else as part of his preaching. Against the written law of his religion, he favored empathy over it. Whenever he would undermined it,  it was of suffering love. A very liberal lifestyle. As a non-saved humanist, he would even be denied sacrament.

Kung-Fu anime Jesus don't need no wafers

So what is a Christian? Is it a follower of Christ's ideals, or a member of an organization with specific goals that go to the contrary?

You decide.

Or let your Conservative church decide, you lazy hobo loving sinner.

~Xavier R.

Playlist 1-8-2015

Peace Train - Cat Stevens

Low - Cracker

Breakfast At Tiffany's - Deep Blue Something

Bring Da Ruckus - Wu-Tang Clan

Daft Punk Is Playing At My House - LCD SOundsystem

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

I see the colors

I don't deny
That I understand
What is in at the moment
Full of holes
Check for them
Make your eyes
They wont forget
Take for now

I've no idea how we got here
I'm trying to displace this body again
But I can't get out

You can sound
Live back down
Call invitations
In the edges
I'ts alright

I've no idea why you are so tired
You know stuff in the way
Sunrise is all its about

There's a light cut out for you
There's a light cut out for me
There's a chance for this life
There's a chance of this for us
For all I can go
Apartment by the sea
The skin is burning
The skin is failing
Can you feel that good shit, man?
Can you feel that twisting me?

I want to go back
I want back
I'm back, I'm back
I wanna go back I'm back
I want back, I'm back

I see the colors, I see the colors, I see the colors, I see the colors

~Xavier R.

Playlist 1-5-2016

Ghost Mountain - Barrett Martin Group

Santeria - Sublime

Goodbye Pork Pie Hat - Charles Mingus

Walkin' On The Sun - Smash Mouth

Key&Peele Theme Song - Reggie Watts