This Is How I Know…

This is how I absolutely KNOW there is no omnipotent invisible sky daddy.

If there was that orange syphilitic septuagenarian who is the poster boy for SIN would have been struck down the minute he entered the church.

Failing that if there's was an actual devil he would have appeared the minute that bloated drug addled fuck sidled up to Zelensky to demand he sign the rare earth minerals "agreement" at a Fucking funeral and he would have dragged him straight the fuck to hell for being more of an evil fuck than Beelzebub himself.

Okay, How Many Get This?

And once again they came to Phoenix and I didn't know about it until it was too late to buy tickets. (Also, I'm not paying $190/seat plus fees to seeĀ anyone.)

Ah, Youth

This photo brings back memories. Summer, 1984. I was living in Mesa (a suburb east of Phoenix) with an absolute lunatic. (Another story for another time.)

I took a chance one weekend—knowing full well I might return home to find his dead body—and drove down to Tucson to spend time with friends, away from the madness.

It was a typical Saturday night atĀ The Fineline. My friend Lee and I closed the bar as we often did, and while I lingered in the parking lot (a common activity at this particular club) hoping that even though the cruising had been dismal there might be some cute boy hanging out desperate enough to get laid that he'd hook up with me. (Hey, it happened before.)

This particular evening there was one guy with whom I'd been playing cat-and-mouse all evening. I don't remember who struck up the conversation, but we connected and soon realized we were both interested (in fact, had been interested all evening) but he lived at home, and I was staying in a spare bedroom at Lee's place. I knew he had asked some mutual friends back to his place (actually his mom's place—she was out of town and he lived in a casita in back of the main house) to talk, dance, listen to music and generally hang out because no one really wanted to call an end to the evening. As Lee was leaving I told him I'd be, um…delayed…and he just told me to be safe.

Bobby and I had no idea where we'd consummate things, but for some strange reason I suggested we take a drive up the Catalina Highway to Windy Point. It was a nice overlook and I figured at that hour (now almost 2 am) it would be deserted.

It was. And it was then and there that I discovered my brand new Toyota Corolla SR-5 was not designed for…well, you know.

I learned sometime later that Bobby had a very apropos nickname: "Beer Can."

By the time we got back to town, dropped him off, and headed to Lee's place, the neighborhood was clogged with cars. Lee's place wasĀ full of people.

Apparently, someone had passed around the bar that there was an after hours party at Lee's. At one point the police were called. Lee was in tears as he was pushing people out the front door.

Good times.

 

 

I Couldn't Have Said It Better

In response to a Reddit post relaying Felon45's bad, very unpleasant day in court:

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Here is the text, in case it disappears from the source at some point:

I mean that's really just the heart of it.

The entire conservative movement, as it is, based on the things that they do and say, is based on ignorance and lies. There is no element of it that isn't fundamentally wrong at the deepest level.

And not just on an effective policy level, but on a legal level and on a basic, fundamental, scientific-laws-of-reality level.

That's why they've tried to stack the judiciary and the courts. That's why they attack institutions of learning, and of scientific research, and that's why they need to have a massive propaganda network across every media outlet, and that's why they only keep getting nuttier and nuttier. They have severed all their mooring lines to reality and so they'll just keep drifting in the abyss of batfuck nuttery forever.

Science offends them because their believes are contradicted by basic scientific evidence. And instead of doing the emotionally mature thing and reframing their understanding, they try to burn down the thing that makes them angry. Like fools.

They are to a great degree deeply immature and deeply emotionally volatile. Their social circles reinforce, rather than correct, these behaviors. They cannot handle any degree of social friction or embarrassment. They know no other way to exist besides social domination because they can't compromise, can't empathize, can't tolerate the possibility they may not understand nearly as much about the world as they want to believe they do, so they double and triple down on forcing those fundamentally wrong views on everyone around them. They aggregate in a giant ignorant mob and burn books, take down websites, throw death threats at anything that contradicts them.

They're the American Taliban, or any other band of zealous, power-hungry fools. A destructive movement based entirely on dominating everyone else around because they're just too emotionally fragile to deal.

They're wrong about trans people. Wrong about autistic and ADHD people, wrong about vaccines, wrong about basic principles of modern medical science, they're wrong about global warming, they're wrong about basic economic theory. They're wrong about who makes a good, competent leader of a nation. They cannot look at a pants-shitting moron octogenarian rapist, fraud, and traitor, and accurately conclude that that is what he is, and that that temperament is disastrous when given any degree of power.

They're wrong about fucking everything. I'm not talking about on an opinion level. I'm not talking about "well I disagree with your view on this", they're just wrong about fundamentally true things that we have proven through our entire corpus of scientific understanding.

So of course Trump's tariffs crash the market. Of course his idiot EO on gender makes no fucking sense and legally turns all of us into women. Of course his supporters die in far greater numbers from COVID after he tells them not to mask and to swallow a bottle of horse dewormer.

Because they're wrong. Because they make shit up, and it's not fucking true, and it doesn't fucking work and everyone has a bad time because you're listening to, taking the advice of, and being legislated on behalf of, fucking idiots.

It's just our great misfortune we have so many people in this country so totally divorced from reality that they're willing to follow along with this sheer stupidity.

The heart of a nation is the law, and the heart of the law is the truth.

The entire process of the law is about determining, to the best of our ability to do so, what the truth is. Which persons did what actions. What did those persons believe and think at the time of those actions. What damage did those persons do, and what fundamental rights were violated in doing so?

That's what the law is, at its core, and that is why the conservative party cannot, and indeed should not, ever govern.

The only thing they can do with power is destroy. They build nothing. Their entire endeavor is simply gaining, and retaining power. Not governing once they have it. Just breaking, and stealing, and lying, and cheating their way into more power.

To truly build through legislation requires an adherence to the truth. The absence of truth in law is corruption. Corruption doesn't build, it only takes. It erodes. Supplanting truth with whatever ruling or outcome is most convenient to the rich and the powerful, at the expense of the rest of the nation.

In the past twenty years, conservatives have started two forever wars on a lie. They have spread constant and obvious lies about the climate. They have spread lies and conspiracy theories about their political opponents, about their own nature and intentions in power. About their fellow citizens. They have enshrined judges to the highest positions in the land who lied outright in their confirmation hearings and proved themselves a liar in contradictory and profoundly unconstitutional rulings.

They lie. They operate in bad faith. They con, and cheat, and grift, and seek power so that they can abuse power.

And you can tell me all you'd like that what the conservative party is now, isn't "real" conservatism, but I don't know what you're talking about when you tell me you're a "real" conservative. Regan? Back when he was banning guns because black people owned them, and lying about AIDS existing or being "caused" by gay people?

Conservatives have always been this. Dating back to the days they thought they could own people and force those people do to their labor. This is who they are, what they are. Obsessed with hierarchy. Obsessed with dominance. Too immature to deal with the world as clear-eyed adults, and dooming everyone around them because they refuse to come to grips with a reality that terrifies them.

We have given these fools power over and over and over again and they have destroyed, and they have stolen, and they have ruined. They are fools. Their words and their actions prove this so many times over, and the sooner the collective people of America come to grips with who and what these people are, the faster we can actually begin the road to undoing the damage their ignorance and stupidity and stubbornness and cruelty has done to the rest of us, and to the rest of the world, too.

EDIT: When I was three or four years old, somewhere around there, my parents were trying to teach me how to write the alphabet. I was very good, except at some point I became convinced that the letter "e" was written like "n". I didn't really have a reason to believe that, except that maybe I just got mixed up looking at a chart once and decided that was the way it was.

My parents were trying to teach me how to write my name – which ends in e – and I wrote it perfectly, except every time, I wrote 'n' at the end.

And they tried to tell me, very nicely, that that was not correct. It was written 'e', not 'n'.

And the more they told me that, the angrier I became. They showed me the chart, and very clearly demonstrated that the letter was 'e'. They showed me in books where people had my name, and showed me that it was written 'e' at the end.

They showed me incontrovertible proof that I was wrong in as nice a way as they possibly could.

So, I ripped up the paper and threw it at them. I told them I hated them and that they were stupid. I stormed into my room and I wouldn't come out the rest of the night. I cursed them under my breath and threw a tantrum and hurled toys against the wall.

I didn't have a concept on how wrong I was. I figured, hey, I got all the other letters right, who was to say I was wrong about this one? My parents? Pff. What did they know?

I was too young and too ignorant to understand how much more my parents knew than me. How limited my scope of understanding was.

I only had my own hurt feelings, my tiny baby pride, and I was desperate to protect it, to find a plausible lie to live in where I was right. It seemed plausible that I could be right, because I simply lacked the breadth of perspective and maturity and experience and wisdom to understand even how much I lacked. Dunning Krueger.

And this conservatives. This is the fundamental truth of them. This is who they are, what they are. This is the molten core that fuels everthing they do, and think and believe.

They live their entire lives like this, and conservatism, and Donald Trump, that is is their 'n.' The incontrovertible proof of how profoundly wrong they are which they refuse to let go of, because subconsciously they cannot bear the pain of admitting they were wrong. They cannot face it. They cannot face the torrent of shame, and guilt, and a lifetime of pigheadedness that waits behind the door of them reconciling themselves with reality.

The longer they remain in ignorance, the greater their debt to reality becomes. And they cannot pay it, cannot even read the total on the bill slipped under the door.

They have made it an integral part of their identity and have decided they would rather die inside the house than admit it is on fire. It is not congruent with reality, but they do not have the emotional maturity to change. To grow. So, they double down. And triple down.

For many of them, some part – a very small part – understands the bill is there on the floor near the door.

They don't pick it up. Won't pick it up. Many will never develop the emotional courage to admit that they are acting like irrational children too terrified to be wrong to begin redressing their grievous errors. Testimonies and interviews of people in post WWII Germany reveal that many of the common folk who voted for Hitler never admitted the magnitude of what they'd done. Never admitted their mistakes. Never fully reconciled with them.

But they know. And this is part of the reason they're so miserable and angry all of the time. They live in cognitive dissonance, and are refusing to look at the light and find their way out.

Pete Kegstand and the Ketamine Kid teach a master class in fucking

From Jeff Tiedrich:

weird how nothing is ever their fault

here's a thought experiment.

let's say that you had amassed the hugest fucking fortune ever known to humankind. now lets say that, in a ketamine-soaked haze, you set out to squander that fortune. how would you do it?

— would you back a presidential candidate hell-bent on wrecking the world's economy, taking your own companies down with it?
— would you take a chainsaw to essential government services, triggering massive protests and boycotts against the janky products you sell?
— would you become the literal face of modern day Nazism?

if you're the Space Nazi, lucky you! you've accomplished all three, and hit the trifecta! who says Elon isn't a visionary?

Tesla's profits fell 71% over the first three months of this year, a company earnings release on Tuesday showed. The company's performance fell short of analysts' expectations.

71%, is that a lot? I guess it must be, because now Elon is sad. so, so very sad. look at how completely fucking sad Elon is.

weird how even convincing a demented elderly golfer to turn the White House into a car dealership isn't saving the Tesla brand.

I guess Elon forgot about the part where everything Donny touches, dies.

and the news just keeps getting worse for the Space Nazi.

Elon Musk, the chief executive of Tesla, said on Tuesday that China's halt on exports of certain magnets was affecting his plans to build humanoid robots, in the clearest signal yet that China's action is beginning to affect big American businesses.

I'll bet it totally fucking sucks when the fallout from President Tradewar's boneheaded tariff polices rains down on one's own ketamine-curdled head.

that sure was a quarter-billion dollars well spent, getting this guy elected, wasn't it, Elon? you know that Elon totally figured he could control Donny through the sheer force of will — but he keeps forgetting about the part where everything Donny touches, dies.

here's a fun new development: now that nobody likes Elon any more, he's going to take all his toys and go home.

Elon Musk is reportedly set to leave his government role because he's tired of what he sees as a litany of vicious and unethical attacks from the left, according to a report from The Washington Post.

do these tiresome diaper-babies never stop whining? can they never once take responsibility for their own fuck-ups?

spoiler alert: no, they can't. in MAGA world, nothing is ever their own fault.

it's always someone else. the women. the blacks. the immigrants. the gays. the transgenders.

in his own mind, Elon didn't become one of the most-loathed people on the planet because he set out to destroy the one thing most people depend: essential government services. it wasn't because he helped Donny Convict bring fascism to America. and it certainly wasn't because he practically moved into Motel-a-Lago, where, high as a kite, he played with silverware like the privileged asshole he is, while the world burned.

no, it happened because of "vicious and unethical attacks from the left."

oh, boo fucking hoo.

all I can say is, if Elon is actually leaving politics because of all the 'attacks' from the left, well then I'm pleased to have done my part.

let's serenade Elon out with some of his favorite South African apartheid-era melodies, played on the world's tiniest violin.


meanwhile, over at the Pentagon, here's another mediocre white dude who can't ever take responsibility for anything.

Plastered Pete Kegstand continues to dig himself ever deeper. remember two days ago, when we were all warned that even worse shit was about to come to light?

well, here's the first drip of what will no doubt be a torrent.

long story short: you know all those war plans that Kegstand keeps claiming he never ever shared with his wife, family, lawyer, and a journalist from the Atlantic, while at the same time claiming that it was totes ok to share them, because they weren't classified?

well, it turns out that yes indeedy, Kegstand got those war plans off a classified server, copied and pasted them onto his personal phone, and then oopsies! fumblefingered them all over the place.

But then Hegseth used his personal phone to send some of the same information Kurilla had given him to at least two group text chats on the Signal messaging app, three U.S. officials with direct knowledge of the exchanges told NBC News.

but here's the one important thing you need to know about Kegstand's breach of protocol: it wasn't his fault — because nothing is never MAGA's fault.

watch Fox News morning bobblehead Brian Kilmeade hand-wave all this shit away.

"it could be part of a learning curve."

a learning curve. oh, okay. well, that clears everything up. this whole little ahem misunderstanding happened because nobody told Pete it was wrong to share classified war plans with randos in his contact list. he had to learn.

look, Piss-Drunk Pete has to plead ignorance on this thing. because if anyone had said anything at all to him when he first started at the Department of Defense that that sort of thing was frowned upon…

pro tip: when your only qualification for your job is that you're a white dude with christofascist tattoos who Donny saw kissing his ass on Fox News, everything is a learning curve.

that's the whole reason, y'know, that Secretary of Defense picks are generally lifetime military experts, and not Fox News chat-show dumb-asses who need to be schooled in the most basic aspects of classified document protocol.

but Plastered Pete isn't going to let a silly little fuck-up keep him from doing what he imagines is his job.

"… and get along to go along. and, y'know, start doing Meet the Press, and going to the Council on Foreign Relations and spending time with all the new-cocktail sipping crowd. that's not why I'm here. I'm here because President Trump asked me to bring warfighting back to the Pentagon, every single day. that is our focus."

I can report that warfighting is fucking pumped to be back. when we last saw warfighting, it was rummaging around in the dumpsters behind the Lincoln Memorial, looking for scraps of food — but Plastered Pete rescued warfighting, cleaned it up, gave it a hot meal and an office at the Pentagon.

remember this, though, as the Signalgate scandal intensifies: stop being mean to Pete. none of this is his fault. it's the disgruntled leakers. the hoaxers. the DEI. the learning curve. the Democrats.

here's some tiny violin for you, too, Pete. it's playing a Sousa military march as you decide who to blame next.


okay, let's get the fuck out of here on a high note.

remember Sarah Palin? how could you not? she's Ground Zero for how we got started in this mess. when she ran as John McCain's veep in 2008, she ushered in a whole new era of Big Fucking Dumb, wherein the stupidest people on the planet realized they, too, could get their face on TV by going into politics.

a few years ago, Sarah Palin desperately grasped for that 16th minute of fame by suing The New York Times for defamation.

the Times' crime? pointing out that it was a dumbfuck move to post a graphic of crosshairs over Democratic districts — including Gabby Giffords', who, you'll recall, ended up getting shot in the head by a would-be assassin.

The Times editorial argued there was a clear and direct link between the Arizona shooting and the political incitement arising from a digital graphic published in March 2010 by Palin's political action committee. The graphic was a map that superimposed crosshairs over 20 congressional districts represented by Democrats, including Giffords'.

fast forward to yesterday: she fucking lost.

Former Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin lost her defamation retrial against The New York Times over a 2017 editorial she said damaged her reputation, Reuters reported on Tuesday.

The federal jury found the media company not liable after deliberating for about two hours.

enjoy your loss, Sarah. enjoy some tiny violin, while we serenade you back to well-earned obscurity.

I Lucked Out On This One

Okay, when I bought this Tascam MD-CD1MKIII deck I knew it looked mint, but until I started digging in the menus I never realized it had so few hours on it as well!

CD Playback – 26 hours total
MiniDisc playback – 54 hours total
MiniDisc Recording – 6 hours total

Damn, this thing was hardly touched!

Boosting This

Passing on an excellent disability survival guide for those who are homebound, bedbound, in need of disability accommodations, or would otherwise like resources for how to manage your life as a disabled person. (Link is safe)

It has some great articles and resources and while written by people with ME/CFS, it keeps all disabilities in mind. A lot of it is specific to the USA but even if you're from somewhere else, there are many guides that can still help you. Some really good ones are:

How to live a great disabled lifeA guide full of resources to make your life easier and probably the best place to start (including links to some of the below resources). Everything from applying for good quality affordable housing to getting free transportation, affordable medication, how to get enough food stamps, how to get a free phone that doesn't suck, how to find housemates and caregivers, how to be homebound, support groups and Facebook pages (including for specific illnesses), how to help with social change from home, and so many more.

Turning a "no" into a "yes" A guide on what to say when denied for disability aid/accommodations of many types, particularly over the phone. "Never take no for an answer over the phone. If you have not been turned downĀ in writing, you have not been turned down. Period."

How to be poor in America A very expansive and helpful guide including things from a directory to find your nearest food bank to resources for getting free home modifications, how to get cheap or free eye and dental care, extremely cheap internet, and financial assistance with vet bills

How to be homebound This is pretty helpful even if you're not homebound. It includes guides on how to save spoons, getting free and low cost transportation, disability resources in your area, home meals, how to have fun/keep busy while in bed, and a severe bedbound activity master list which includes a link to an audio version of the list on Soundcloud

Master List of Disability Accommodation Letters For Housing Guides on how to request accommodations and housing as well as your rights, laws, and prewritten sample letters to help you get whatever you need. Includes information on how to request additional bedrooms, stop evictions, request meetings via phone, mail, and email if you can't in person, what you can do if a request is denied, and many other helpful guides

Special Laws to Help Domestic Violence Survivors (Vouchers & Low IncomeĀ Housing) Protections, laws, and housing rights for survivors of DV (any gender), and how to get support and protection under the VAWA laws to help you and/or loved ones receive housing and assistance

Dealing With Debt & Disability– Information to assist with debt including student loans, medical debt, how to deal with debt collectors as well as an article with a step by step guide that helped the author cut her overwhelming medical bills by 80%!

There are so many more articles, guides, and tools here that have helped a lot of people. And there are a lot of rights, resources, and protections that people don't know they have and guides that can help you manage your life as a disabled person regardless of income, energy levels, and other factors.

Please boost!

Don't Forget Your Rubbers

LA Cares AIDS campaign (c.1984) starring Zelda Rubinstein

Zelda Rubinstein was a little person (the term she preferred) who began acting in her 40's. Her big break came in 1982 with her role as Tangina Barrons in the film Poltergeist.

In 1984, she was the the central figure in a series of advertisements, directed towardsĀ gayĀ men specifically, promotingĀ safer sexĀ and AIDS awareness. Rubinstein did so at risk to her own career, especially so shortly after her rise to fame, and admitted later that she did "pay a price, career-wise." "I lost a friend to AIDS, one of the first public figures that died of AIDS," the actress said in an interview withĀ The Advocate. "I knew it was not the kind of disease that would stay in anybody's backyard. It would climb the fences, get over the fences into all of our homes. It was not limited to one group of people." She attended the first AIDS Project Los AngelesĀ AIDS Walk. (Source:Wikipedia)