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Wednesday, November 28, 2018

~ Window Pain ~ POEM


~ Window Pain ~

In this window pain frame of mind;
Forevermore, my youth shadowed
in romancing the stone, so “let it be”.
While young at art cherish to chalk
in reasoning all alone, so “let it go”.
Song soothing worships tranquility,
an imagination which spellbind blinds.
Magical mystery tour, once and for all.
In retreat of youth, I am now in trespass
the recess hour, soon homeward bound.
Oh young at heart, amidst thou persona;
This preoccupation to love but life only.
No other recourse, “don’t worry be happy”,
just chalk in hand whispers happiness.

She can smile paint the town colors all,
rainbow of the pi-th 
dimension, this child.
And in the segregation of the night fright,
this child’s masterpiece now brave heart
rejoices with souls of the stars’ in gazing.
This chalk, in child a universal peace.

As the morning dew stumbles in concert
to subdue her dreams in chalk faceless.
Pitter patter rain dance takes center stage
to undo, but cannot erase destiny’s child.
This simple pleasure, all in child talk
on concrete, the cupcake of friendships.
Why for our hesitation this simplicity,
finds not foe in competition but Love,
of life in peace this chalk walk seduction.


In this window pane frame of mind;
Sounds of saintly silence in solace
seeks the painted Raven, Forevermore.
(MSK ERP ©2018)

Monday, November 26, 2018

~ Fallopian Dystopia Café ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #8 of “All the President's Men in Poem”


~ Fallopian Dystopia Café ~

 Meet Head Shemp Stephen Miller Bannon
Saturday Night Coal Mine Canary Dinner Special Portnoy Complaint Soylent Green Clockwork Orange Caesar salad course of course off course JaRED of age road kill rage rivalry in villain pageantry staged first out fake out retrograde Mobius amnesia kink stink stooge dishonest pent house hen house guard stools in color coward dynasty themes the howling line trolling comes the shining dysentery lunatic asylum bible thump book burn pile destiny’s child FOXcopulation syncopia newsreel mediocrazy leprosy wanton rape amber waves of shame crown prince prime choice crime sword cut braised Khashoggi ribs dead dog eye yellow matter custard dressing sanitary napkin crotch rot diaper rash bowel itch feminine hygieneious kim jong dung foreskin suffocated conscious canary dessert royal tabletop preparation by Alvin Tostig’s twin sins wide eyed ballast brothers in lobotomy thought provoking colonoscopy renowned Oval Office Chefs Stevethylene Miller ditto Stevethylene Bannon one men Amnestyville horror army warlord clan followers secreting donations accepted political nationalistic contraband entertainment by stinkface meets the boogeyman limited addition seating reservation through shit show in a White House dumpster fire arrogant distemper whitehead confetti bastards with thong line tan satan satin sheet bitches in heat need only apply segregation guiding light right might fuels discrimination enjoy the after dinner compote despote breath mints.
(MSK ERP ©2018)

Saturday, November 24, 2018

~ Crookery Rookery ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #7 of “All the President's Men in Poem”

~ Crookery Rookery Crock ~
Meet Melania Transfatuation Sarah
Hear Ye, Scare Ye Me, Come rarely scene,
Lector jester presser promenade in fiends.
Hannibal hounds, sty serenade in limine.
Huckabee sounds, shock itch stare decisis.
Sarah Shyster’s podium pom-pom prom,
no manners reeks Charles Manson charm.
Second hand strategy cesspool swamp,
Fatal distraction, typhoid genius helter.
Brutal attraction, skelter insane swan.
Crookery Rookery Crock
The Podium is the ROCK
With gilded guided Flock
Jaded mandarin Cyclops
Doom bubonic Tic-Tock
Little JaRed Hen, rooster in drag pen;
Melanomia mole, Gideon blind pie-eyed,
Destroyer ghoul spoof fools Air Farce One.
Stump the gumps Trump’s Brettfoonery.
Be Best girls begets bellicose bowery boys;
1st Lady of Thrones defecation decadence:
“I Really Don’t Care, DO U” my bowel toys.
Croup dupe dump gashing treasure trove;
Devotional ghoul evangelical swine measure.
Soul of Ye Me Democracy misguided pleasure.
Sisters of Avalon hall pass détente detention.
Carnage with jaundice silence of the lambs.
Crookery Rookery Crock
The Podium is the ROCK
This gilded guided Flock
Jaded mandarin Cyclops
Doom bubonic Tic-Tock


Crookery Rookery Crock
Defense john-under blunder
To cease this Acosta thunder
Shit storm in a cesarean fire
Corral thy extra extra well
Read all about it now smells.
“Bowels in or bowels out?”
The Podium is the ROCK
Muller Lyer’s her escape lair
Eyrie shared scary delusions
Transactions in heinous rhyme
Circus moat coat venom crimes
“I ate his liver with some fava
beans and a nice Chianti.”
This gilded guided Flock
Sirhan Sirhan kinship women
Tranfatuation mutiny syringe binge
Foxascist thirst own glamour first.
“when the fox hears the rabbit scream,
he comes a-runnin’, but not to help.”
Jaded mandarin Cyclops
Destroyer one, bad eye Sirin
Devotional one, sad eye Siren
“Are you looking for sympathy?
 You’ll find it in the dictionary
between shit and syphilis.”
Doom bubonic Tic-Tock
Your time’s up….
I do admire your courage,
I think I’ll eat your heart.”

(MSK ERP ©2018)

Tuesday, November 20, 2018

~ No Pretty Boy Floyd ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #6 of “All the President's Men in Poem”


~ No Pretty Boy Floyd ~
Meet Steven Mnuchin

Puteo Mnuchin the Eunuchkin Mooch
16220 Rue Morgue Avenue
Eviction City, America

To: Dearly begrudged Steven Puteo Mnuchin;
Weasel of Wall Street Lizard of Lies Putrid of Lice.
No hesitation Foreclosure man no romance remorse.
Thou payment late, statutory hate date rape no rebate.
Bonesmen “Goodfellas” inebriated gift of gab guilt,
too loochie too moochie, Mr. Eunuchkin;
Loochie Moochie crooked sham man.
Loochie Moochie crooked scam man.
Loochie Moochie crooked con man.
Resume in filthy hands, Big Swine Six.
Bernie Madoffs, brat frat hats off clansmenship;
Give people a chance no, peace absurd.
Slain by the obscured, stain by court jester lame.
Death do title part, concealed carry grand larceny.
Now, but for man with a Country homeless.
Goldman Sachs trash, stench of Scrooge.
Weaned dry clean breast milk provisions
fortified devil’s way testicle milk suspicions.
Poon tang boomerang hedge fund ponzi;
300 mill net stake, 3 bill pet rock rake,
offshore heaven savior, tax delinquent abator.
Alice Cooper craving, rock star not,
movie kike scoundrel, Chapter 11 smart.
Fifty shades of green, makes Ken Lay’s dream.
Others hard earned, dragon ransacked drain.
Bastard bogus mugshot, mirrors with smoke.
Star of eviction rowdy, kinfolk separating comedy.
Declining for relining, Beach Haven epitome.
Fred Christ you know it ain’t easy bylaws.
Eviction Street funds Easy Street, inlaw outlawed.
16220 once homeward sound, dead end bound.

From: Dearly belligerent Eunuchkin Mooch;
“American women, stay away from me”
Fleecing of American dream, can’t let it be;
“Don't come hanging around my door”
Reverse in hearse, lowest bidder company store;
“I got more important things to do”
Where art thou brother pledge of allegiance due;
“I don't want to see your shadow no more”
my Country ‘Tis of thee disgraced in the poor;
“Colored lights can hypnotize”
so help us God these feral hogs lobotomized;
By hedge fund thirst, Patriotism at its worst.

Crucified, bastardized, petrified in wealth perversion.
Victimized, mortified, circumcised in  mobility prohibition.
Pursuit of happiness penalized, lion’s share all theirs.
This Mnuchin Man Eunuch Man Public Enemy all in One,
in the same the Zoros cohorts in shame, America’s pain.

Come-all-ye rest assured a story bold Woody told:
You won’t never see an outlaw
     drive a family from their home!


No Pretty Boy Floyd, this Mnuchin Eunuch of a man.

 (MSK ERP ©2018)


Monday, November 19, 2018

~ Tail from the Crypt ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #5 of “All the President's Men in Poem”


~ Tail from the Crypt ~
Meet Kellyanne Conway


Schitty Schiffy gang bang
Boss maid showmen’s wang
Crotchy blotchy stain hag
Crypt lady with sag gag
Bonnie Marronie stiff bag.

FOXcopulation Syncopia:
Mr. Stone, cut the crap;
Don’t kill the messenger.
Democracy vulgarity;
Don’t abort the messiah.
Children abused victims;
Don’t cripple succession.
Manafort goodness gracious;
Don’t free-fall forfeit good will.
Trump tax return sure;
Don’t threaten the golden rule.
Gestapo rigged, mind you;
Don’t trample Liberty.
Things said not true;
Don’t abolish truthfulness.
Takes time to get it right;
Don’t wait…it’s dead!

Liar’s lair still no curfew.
Shysterectomy amused;
cramps the heat of distraction.
Caught in a womb of castration.
Schitt storm in a dumpster fire.
And that “Don’t” comes true.
Stay tuned like Brett boofoons!

Miss Ebonizer Cruz
Heil the script of fools
Tail from the Crypt
and the two-face rule!

(MSK ERP ©2018)

Sunday, November 18, 2018

~ Blind Man Bleak House ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #4 of “All the President's Men in Poem”

~ Blind Man Bleak House ~
Meet Addison Mitchell McConnell

Douché Turtle, corpora cavernosa casanova
     chao-chao china doll grumpy Tom Thumb.
Adam’s apple Addison, the boys toadstool
     romancing the ruin, obstruction bobbing.
Over easy, side order please Deliverance grits
     southern hospitality with bestiality hits.
Bent-over ward whore bacon prejudice grease
      red-feck Strom charm, delivers for deceased. 
Kentucky debris, swine snitch bovine mad
     here’s all dee bloodhounds cruelty sad.
Syphilis blind perversion draft dodging stare
     dueling banjos fugfest with sodomy flair.
Finds the gap Cumberland eyes beware
     chin up peyronie man; rat race Mitch!

Bleak House Congress corrupt smorgasbord
     jaundice bars jaundice colored no door.
Cabin lobby hobby the majority way
     foreshadows another Uncle Tom day.
Thick skin frum-under foreskin play
     chin up peyronie man; rat race Mitch!

Plays game well Conscription Hardball
     five-weeks blind mice Fort Knox haul.
Desertion, new life lease homeward bound
     war sound bloodstains Pol Pot ground.
Brother in contortion spare some time
     bribed with extortion in-country crime.
Ask not what your country….
     this pervasive T
ết so awakened.
What you can do for your country….
     this invasive threat you’ve forsakened.
Cowards like you with you, we fail.
Honorable discharge damning to us all
     now Halls of Congress planning our fall.
Thin skin flap-over coward scam ran
    chin up peyronie Mitch; no solace man!

Plays game well Constitutional Stenchball
     goes way long for that cesspool of stools.
My ‘Tis of Thee thou Liberty bell,
     one side aisle layover to misery hell,
          no leader veto travesty sell,
               reason finds treason thriving well.

Chalk chin win this funnel cake vision.
Chalk chin sin Patriotism ground zero.
     deflected darling Garland never his hero.
Portnoy’s complaint  cohorts to boot
     seduction to enrich chamber boy’s loot.
Masturbator-castrator you greed shamelessly
      can’t always get what you crave painlessly.
Erosion in Democracy contradicts hate
     rebates the habit of a Confederate slate.
Erosion in Democracy frustrates bravery
     reinstates obligation preserving slavery.
Heil hails the State of Lee, a Jim Crow victory.
Amazing Grace oracle’s verdict consumed;
     Obama’s last watch sacrificed to doom
     Ancestry bloated bigotry, white rice in bloom.

Chin up peyronie man; rat face Mitch!
          apocalypse seeking weakling, man bitch.
Tooth decay herpes syphilis blind romance,
     sloth the high court now joker jester rants
          blasphemy’s child voyeurism chant;
               dissent justifies tyranny, no destiny.


Chao-Chao boy toy hobnobbing draft dodging,
Patriot slammer republican schooled schmoozer
two-bit RAT Confederate “Tricky Dick” looser.

(MSK ERP ©2018)


Thursday, November 15, 2018

~ Mustache Man ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #3 of “All the President's Men in Poem”

~ Mustache Man ~
Meet John Richard Bolton

Bold evil this boll-weevil mascot Mustache Man;
Twitter Dumb salivates yellow custard matter,
vomit race embraced Tweedle Dee, Mustache Man.
With his Walrus gumboot eyeballs joo joo g-joob;
This Neo-connection triggers hate gate grudge,
War Hawk banter top gun sojourn fun run.
And Machete Clan killer king finds leniency,
National security hand forfeits transparency.
Morphs an “ism” prediction, disdainful.
Self-evident, all created not treated equal.
Conjoined luminosity with toxic lunacy,
Promiscuous Land invites “black hole” prophesy,
Dead head black head regime change heresy.
Rice paddy porta poddy weasels hesitate;
As Heel Hitler draft dodger demonstrates,
and his staff infection deserter consummates,
pretty please not we men thou war in casualty.
Stools can play the who’s fool game;
War patch torch of Bannon, tooth decay Miller,
Nationalist crowned, jewels of the Tower Heil,
ignoramus pageant pregnant with dissent.
Kim Jong “Loverboy” friend in fiendship.
Coat of arms in double-cross kinship;
Reserve guard launched “Treason” ship,
severs Liberty’s hip, “Turncoat” censorship,
denying decency service Patriotic.
Draft dodgers alike rally in rivalry.
Ovary Office consigliere slugfest,
pretense pretending preponderance.
Fallout, cockroach aggressive evidence.
Shelter, bed bugs chokehold sovereignty.
Statutory hate rape tranquilizes civility.
Boom boobs bombs away headway,
obviates ovation this hypocrisy.
Chill the coop or the coup crushes you.
Blind detente, this warfare scalawag barker;
Dumbo scavenger visor in fortitude rude,
peace a chance preposterous these omen men.

Mustache man with Helter cyclops glare,
smile like Skelter chaos scare, machete ready evil!
Joker wild supremes, court jester stays no trial;
last straw all aboard WAR all about the final score.
Tweedle Dee carnage for Twitter Dumb,
Twitter Dumb bondage for Tweedle Dee.
Vomit embraced draft dodging comradery,
varmint inspired truancy conspiracy.
Trump’s Mustache Man-iac!

(MSK ERP © 2018)

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Melania, Where Are My Children


What children? I’m not the only “Last Poet” asking this burdensome question to no avail an acceptable answer, so maybe that ulterior motive motif operandi in silence rests its case. I am talking the Trump Tower Dysentery “Green Stool” Dynasty that has invaded my nation’s sovereignty. It is an invasion like we have never witnessed before. The fact it was not dictator directed by a foreign “nationalist” blitzkrieg, we let down our guard and today that finds the Red, White and Blue under arrest! And like a virus, this invasion is starting to infest and infect government. Look, the Commander-in-Stool-Softener just hired a new Attorney General for the Department of Justice, a bonafide “crook” that believes the Civil War should be fort again? History repeats itself, and this time around when the Robert E. Lees surrender, not only will that citizenship be taken away for good, the next stop will be the “Treason” tree of life that holds a noose. For real, at the turn of the Civil War the Colonists had the right to hang the “Turncoats”. Yet because this is America the “land of the free and home of the brave” they were given a second-hand store chance at reviving their allegiances based on the fundamentals of God and country. But now it appears there is a faction that wants to renege on that gamble we took - hang their ideology is my sentiment. And Like with the Supreme Court’s insurrection, that the 1st Amendment shall be enjoyed but “We the People” are responsible for what is said then heard? Well my friends, freedom of speech now has strings attached, more like a “muzzle” because if “yackety-yak” causes harm you can face civil liberties obstruction of justice obligated life settlements - monetary fines and jail time for telling a joke. Look, Carrot Top is still behind bars for making a joke about Golden Showers Top, aka Donald Jong Trump, which caused a riot at a “Horseface” festival and the book of justice under siege was thrown at the comedian, so the throne comedian - same Donald - could save face of disgrace that he didn’t know the difference between a real pussy and a horse’s ass! So we now live in double-trouble jeopardy, as we must be careful what we say about one another - when at the same time “landslide” immunity away from prosecution also exists, for the elitist. Wealth buys freedom not for all, in exchange a token of appreciation but for a “pass” legitimizing criminal activity! Though we do not hearsay what is exactly on the minds of those attending a Trump “piss ant alley” rally, I can see it behind that eye shadow gloom doom makeup - that majority wants the Trump Fascist Confederacy to bring back “Debtor Prison” which means “slavery” is once again in Melania vogue. In some rogue JaRED clics of wealth, the “N” word is fashionable, once again and this time around it is not about “Woman is the Nigger of the World”. Going back in time, without a time-machine. For real breaking wind news today, there came riots at a Memorial Day parade, with KKK and Fascist sympathizers hurling rocks at our veterans! And Fred Christ Trump was arrested for defecating on the boots of our troops? See, when Donald Jong Trump wanted to send troops-in-boots to the border to “heel spur” stomp out that “Caravan” of innocent moms with famished kids in tow, the troops silently refused because many enlisted were exactly that, immigrants that join the ranks of the military before citizenship in hopes that a fast-track “green card” arrives when honorably discharged. See, that is how Melania became Mrs. Trump so fast, honorable discharge after serving as a Russian spy and I still question why that Putin time counted towards leniency. But that “Americanized” status was abruptly taken away, because Melania soon had enough and started to care about what was going on in the West Wing - as at night she could hear these screams of joy, and her bed maintained single occupancy? And I can still hear these death-defying blood with sweat with tears drenched screams echoing away from the Trans-First Lady-Lunatic-Asylum, “Where Are My Children”. It happens day-in day-out as if that Melania patient can’t get any satisfaction with sleep or a mother’s little helper pill - still looking for her “Children”. Yes, the 1st Lady went “looney bin Laden” when she found out Donald was having extramarital affairs with Horseface and the illegitimate kids were “Oh, Michael. Michael, you are blind. It wasn't a miscarriage. It was an abortion. An abortion, Michael. Just like our marriage is an abortion. Something that's unholy and evil. I didn't want your son, Michael! I wouldn't bring another one of you sons into this world! It was an abortion, Michael! It was a son Michael! A son! And I had it killed because this must all end! Michael, it was an abortion.” This is a true story being told ahead of schedule, something that is possible in the digital age of reasoning bit-coined to the highest bidder. See, toward the end zone of 2018, Donald Jong Trump as the shitting jokester was booted out of office, but the sitting court jesters came to the rescue and he remained as Coward-in-Chief. And to thwart off any coup d’etat attempts, Congress found itself a “restraining order”, to stay away from the White House based on “Presidential Harassment”. Amazing that the Constitution was never clear and concise and allowed for a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde scenario. So Donald held the Pentagon hostage and forced the rule of his will upon the people. And this was right after the middle-class tax break, which Mobius morphed into a tax increase and the “Proletariat” class salt-of-the-earth working class were “fined” in efforts to payoff $trillions$ in out-of-control deficit spending. See, Trump’s pussy posse of whores was racking up luxury hotel accommodations in excess $100000, for a one-night stand. Is there any form of sex worth that amount? And if “We the People” middle-class now “muddled” could not pay up, it meant that Debtor’s Prison. And that infrastructure under “Privatization”, now controlled by Trump’s base, millions of registered Democrats went incarcerated not of their own free will. For crowd control, penal like colonies for those unable to pay that debt sprung up sea to stinking sea, as the U.S. Treasury had been on the brink of “Bankruptcy” and Wilbur “Dead Man Walking” Ross did eventually wakeup. And because he was abruptly awakened from a deep-state sleep, pissed off and started to throw away pieces of Miss Liberty, like babies thrown into the Hudson River when families went poor, just like back in 1916. OK, every American “Patriot” should take the time to watch that silent film, “Where Are My Children”, to see what it all means our future with Trump and his FOXcopulation Syncopia Complex that want more wealth at our expense. One thing for sure, the rich are getting richer filthy rich some more, as we go poor! The silence of this 1930’s era movie, while observing firsthand what wealth is all about and even though created equal - we are not treated so equal. This “Silence of the Lambs” allows the thought process to come to a conclusion without visionary delusion, we are getting stool stuck with a Trump White House! That goal of the sitting president that sings “Amazing White Race” over Barack Obama’s “My President sang Amazing Grace”, this “Green Stool” that should have been an abortion, finds accomplishment by changing the “Law of the Land” on the fly. And when we hear it loud a clear from the bigoted bigmouth, as we will also soon see with this F’n Moron Idiot - he is immune from prosecution, get it? We can “Kill” now, we can “Hate” now, now we can “End” the world - those words from the Great Manadalla’ “Wheel of Life” rings today so brave, loud and clear this invasion by the Green Fool Stool’s “Wheel of Fortune” miscarriage. And yes, we are “NOT Guilty”, he was “Crazy”! We the People Proletariat are under siege, under attack through a Constitutional Crisis mandate, motif operandi from a Moron-in-Chief 659-days in the makeover stage of make-believe our Founding Fathers Democracy. He has almost as many days left to cause destructive havoc, pain and suffering which was not too long ago against the law, look at the damage so far! And even though the “House” is safe, the Trump Tower Dysentery “Green Stool” Dynasty has surrounded their evil corruption with the innocence of a protective “moat”. Here is how bad it may be with Reality. What if Melania was actually found to be a Putin spy? She would get away with it in today’s mess that has invaded the Oval Office. So, one day soon “Abortions” will become illegal with fines of high-crimes anyone caught - unless you are of wealth and the rich kids will be encouraged to gang fuck and gang rape the middle class girls and secretly, well throw the mom with the unborn in the Hudson as in wealth there comes a serious sickness, and that is what we have today in the Oval Office - a sickness!

Trump’s Corporate Tax Break for Dummies: Warren Buffett “On Being Honest the Trump Corporate Tax Cut”. Berkshire Hathaway saw its net income jump to $18.5 billion from $4.1 billion a year ago. Most of the gains came from its massive investment portfolio gained through the tax cuts, though the value of its holdings are down slightly. The company also saw a huge increase of cash on its balance sheet. Available cash soared to $36.5 billion at the end of September from $25.5 billion at the start of the year.

Get the picture? As when the value of the “holdings” holds-out, that hurts the little guy investor. Time to wake up America, this “Trump Tax Rump Roast Rape” cost us! It is grand-theft highway robbery, rape and soon…I’m bleeding. So is my dog, been shot by a rich kid with nothing better to do and “Yellow matter custard” is dripping from that dead dog’s eye. What you mean the kid is NOT guilty - he admitted killing my best friend pet dog? As soon enough, we will find a system of merit that chastises an individual based on what one doesn’t have in the wealth category, just how the “blacks” have been treated for decades. And that is the plan, lower everyone but the 1% to a “poor man standard” of living miserably, then give the dog a bone! In the meantime, the upper-crust social hour boujwazze gang rapist finds an easily affordable morning after pill relief through back-door abortion clinics. It happened before, it can happen again, preferential treatment based on wealth - which is finding a divide that is more threatening than a political divide. As it ain’t illegal, just ask that man of wealth sitting next to you on that urine stench stained  subway ride. Wealth, it is this nation’s, this world’s worst enemy of the people civilized. And they are everywhere, the carpetbaggers and I ain’t no scaliawag, as my dog can no longer wag its tail - the dog is dead like so this nation if this Chump Trump “trend” continues.

Monday, November 12, 2018

The Grinch Stole Christmas!


“Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature…scary fairy tale comes true, it could become a reality in this 2018 Christmas season of joy almost upon us. Christmas season already? Yes, it starts when the Salvation Army gets deployed. See, the single most pressing challenge with the “Kavanaugh Loves Beer” midterm election cycle went almost un-noticed - possibly due a time difference everybody already sound asleep with the polling booth eviction notice on the East Coast. Let’s face the facts of life when boredom sets in, as the political high before the ring side stage fright finds a let-down when the “election” actually occurs. Ever question how wound up the news’ pundits get with these elections, like it acts as an erectile dysfunction cure all - even for Rachal Madcow. And I don’t watch the FOXcopulation Syncopia net-neutering network - ever since it started to be re-broadcast with more “lies” from the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum. Wasn’t always like this once-upon-a-timeline lifeline, but it appears todays elections are more in tune to what we see on the WWE stage, no it’s NOT fake! But this “un-noticed” fallout, it could be that it was a race far and away recused from the main-stream bandana beltway. As way up “North to Alaska” - with a 4-hour behind time difference the outcome - it was the race of the incumbent “At Large” Donald Edwin Young that I was paying close attention to. Now Mr. Pinwheel Beany Cap has over 46-years as a United States Congressmen representing the Sarah Palin state, many of those years feisty as fire ice. What kind of ice? Up north the ice catches on fire because it retains ice-age methane, and with global-warming unleashing this gas it is like the earth lighting its own farts. Now Young’s “Be Best” advertised attack - he’s a republican - when he called fellow Congresswoman Nanny Pelosi a “rabid skunk”, for real and exaggerating “with gnashing teeth and drooling up and down the halls of Congress”. He also has no qualms calling a stud a dud, or using the “Wetback” to describe farm workers on “Deportee” duty. Don was born in California but could not make the political grade so moved north, and found his calling. That may be the reason the “skunk works” fits his motif operandi, as Pelosi did make the grade in Californicate after immigrating from the east, so Don gets jealous a wee bit as that is considered a “wetback” status amongst farm-aid friends. But with Don gaining another 2-years in the “House” and pushing 85, he gets an entitlement, called “Dean of the House”. It stems from the “Grumpy Old Men” syndrome. Now many Constitution carrying citizens in good standing “Patriotism” most likely have never heard of this position, as normally it is much to do about nothing - it usually defines that “nothing-burger” cut the cheese. This time around though, an entirely different scene and it could mean the significance of a 116th Congress called to action, or the “Sound of the Right Brigade” trigger happy that first round to commence the Constitutional Crisis. It has to will happen, this “Crisis”, as the news’ media has placed a wager on it - so will make it happen and it will hit us out of the blue like that Madcow disease.  See, there is a whole lot of heat hanging over Donald Jong Trump, now that the “House” flipped out and the Democratic Impeachment Machine Party Legalizing Exorcism(DIMPLE) takes over the “house cleaning” chores. Each and everyday following the midterms, the hanging chads have found “doom” written all over for the Trump Tower Dysentery “Green Stool” Dynasty - with a different call for another investigation. One question: Has this 45th-in-Chief, Commander-in-Stool Softener done anything right? At last count, the DIMPLE had a list of 85 possible impeachment crimes. And the smell of miss-fire gun powder came creeping through camp when Jefferson Beauregard Sessions was “You’re Fired”, as part of the game plan to surround the White House with a moat full of child-snatching Mattgaetzsaurus-Rexall Hannibal Lecter like cannibals. Another story that “rex”. But the heat is on “high” and the GOP desperation is looking for a ways and means to stymie the arrest of the criminal element behind the “Green Stool” Dynasty. Everybody and their brother “world-wide” knows the Trump house-hold is guilty as…so how now to short-circuit justice? And here is how it may go down, even after winning finds more agony of defeat for the Democratic House. See, that Donald Young shall be in appearance on January 3rd in the House Chambers to perform an all-important function only the “Dean of the House” is authorized to perform. Mr. Beany Cap gets the honors of administering the “Oath of Office” to the “Rabid Skunk”. What if he balks and walks?

Here is how this hijacking could evolve. Jim Jordan is fighting to become the GOP “minority leader” in the House before the commencement of the 116th Congress, next January. Jordon is a member in “Good Will Hunting” standing the Femdom Freedom Caucus, which is the “Fascism Manifesto” clowns in drag. The vote for that “minority leader” position takes place this coming Wednesday, and a very critical piece of the future for the U.S. Congress. So, Jim gets his stubborn way and becomes the Chief Cheese for the GOP “House” burning. And let us not forget, the Senate is still in the GOP hands. Now there is an all-out all hands-on-deck effort to thwart any attempt to allow the Democrats to take Donald Jong Trump to task, with the 85-corruption charges that would place him under “House” arrest for the rest of his life. Not to mention the accomplices to his crime spree - the kids. So up until now, the White House has thrown “roadblocks” into any attempt to safeguard the sovereignty of this nation, like with Jeff Sessions’ ouster and the replacement “unqualified” for a reason. But that is a Hail Mary challenge, if it works the evidence in the Mueller Special Investigation is confiscated and thrown into an inferno - gone forever so is any attempt to hold Trump and his family of corruption accountable. IMAGINE, as it will set precedence that a bank can do more damage with a pen then a Pretty Boy Floyd with a gun! But that is a long-shot, that the Federal penal courts will deliver a decision that the new Attorney General - Matt Whitaker the guy Trump never met - is unqualified, seated without permission of the Constitution and thus the entire Department of Justice is derailed, so is Mueller. It’s a plan devised by this nation’s greatest “Turncoat”, Rudy “Spam Salami” Giuliani. But the key to success to protect the maggot, don’t allow the 116th U.S. Congress “House” side to convene as the “majority”. It all starts off by Don Young refusing to administer the “Oath of Office” by calling in sick on January 3rd. See, he must tow the party line, and if Jim Jordon’s Femdom Freedom powerhouse compels Young to balk at the swearing in responsibility, this is the plan-of-attack that could take a whack of courage out of Democracy. Don has a choice in this matter as he knows what is at stake, but has forever not denied the GOP its due diligence existence under any circumstances - wrong or right. He is not a party-pooper. Don calls in sick, unexpectantly on January 3rd, and without a back-up plan the “Oath” swearing-in ceremony is delayed. And without a “Speaker” under oath, the new members just elected cannot be sworn in, as that is the responsibility of the “Speaker”. And Don calls in sick again on the following day, so another delay - at least until the following Monday. And attempts by the Democrats to find an alternate to perform the “Oath”, the GOP cries foul and without a “Speaker”, there is nothing accomplished and the 116th House remains in “Gridlock” off the clock. Now the Senate, under the GOP, commences on time and it is business as usual. So, for 48-hours longhorn we have “half” of Congress in session to make lopsided legislation - that which could free Trump from any mistreatment. See, if the “House” is in “Gridlock”, no doubt Mitch McConnell will take advantage of it and the GOP Senate will pass things unimaginable in a real world under Democracy. Including protection and immunity for Trump, no matter what soup to nuts rape to murder. And when the GOP sees the advantage of keeping the “House” in “Gridlock”, they will continue to orchestrate offensive maneuvers that will prevent Don Young from performing his duty as “Dean of the House”. And if push comes to shove, that the 116th must come-to-order for sake of Constitutional fortitude, it would then commence under a membership already “Sworn”, from the previous 115th Congress and with those members that retained their positions - assembled without a “Speaker”. Therein, it could still rule as a bonafide “House”, with a “majority rule” under the GOP based on the “headcount” of the old guard. Until such time Don Young was well enough to return and administer that “Oath” to Nanny “Rabid Skunk” Pelosi. In the meantime, a GOP “majority” Senate missing the “House” has raided the hen house some more, and Donald Jong Trump and his family gets protection at our expense. Hypothetical hypothesis? Time will tell but we cannot trust what is going on behind closed doors and consciously surrendering to Kavanaugh like boofoonism hoodwanking - as the GOP desperation is like a “Deportee” and challenging who we are as a nation with FREEDOM for ALL - criminals not included.

Sunday, November 11, 2018

~ Hen in a Pen-ce ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #2 of “All the President's Men in Poem”

~ Hen in a Pen-ce ~
Meet Michael Richard Pence 

Rue Morgue Michael Retched Pence;
sickle cell cajoling - vomit of stool,
Warships 1600 Pencelvania Avenue.
Pubic domain - temporal lobe insane,
entitlement urinates left of aisle reign.
Heinous charm in fecal masturbation,
demands my rage this vice of castration.
Statutory conservative siege tilts this land;
coliform fixation flush condemns my sand,
no return policy on main-stream strand.
Saint Porcelain - hen in a Pen-ce vice,
white-washed Mr. Clean’s facial faceoff.
Invasive invasion privacy so maimed,
defecates aloud Portnoy’s white-lie claim.
Psycho colludes this Apocalypse Now fear,
with a Melania “Be Best” fecalholic stare.
Catechism provokes gag order surplus,
FOXcopulation Syncopia finds purpose,
Fascism promotes maga border worship;
Founding Fathers sabotaged in earnest.
Born again - Satanizes this miscarriage.
Preponderance of evidence no innocence;
Naysayer guilty but precedence set,
Sodomy’s chapel - evangelical shrapnel.
Lost sight blind, short circuits my
Amazing Grace Obama embrace.
White House choke cherry Jared.

Soylent green mesmerized junk justice;
Amazing White Race - social injustice.
Dysentery glue for this dynasty of fools,
instigation bowel dumping investigation.
Wet-dream orgasm - foams filth this blight;
moronic tower uprising blinds the might,
extinguishing Liberty’s guiding light.
All through the night - so proudly evicted;
Pencelvania Avenue WARLord - vice extortion,
explosive diarrhea hemorrhoids on steroids,
divides forevermore - impotency politicizes.
My ‘Tis of Thee sigh in disbelief,
wherefore art thou Bette Davis eyes.
Men we are, without meaning of country!
Hen in the Pen-ce a peyronie message;
eye with a frown now still-born brown,
from feeble fetch of un-Patriotic shat.
Erectile disfunction fascination stench;
tips the scale of fanatic presidential fat,
neo-fascistnation con-artist vice rat.
Cesspool “tombstone” finds dignity herein.
Not mistaken identity drowning my rights,
All for one cowards, this fecalholic wake,
hell bent release this heil Hitler of snakes.
The cry this mauling - the cry is appalling.
The sky is falling! Hen in a Pen-ce,
Will be continued - on Damien's watch!

(MSK ERP ©2018)

Friday, November 9, 2018

Hail Mary Rabid Skunk


So, on January 3rd of next year come soon enough, only 55 “Lonesome Valley” days away the 115th U.S. Congress will reconvene as the 116th after a long “midnight special midterm election” hibernation. Even though the Confederacy controlled GOP Congress tried the “Saturday Night Special” to win more time abusing the American spirit, to scare the daylights out of kids trying to enjoy “trick or treat” at Halloween, the “white hoods” didn’t work! “Only thing we have to fear is fear itself” is what we were told back in 1932, but that did not include the “rabid skunk” pandemic runneth amuck amongst today’s Congress. OK, maybe “reconvene” needs a re-bate as it is an all new membership weighted down with Democracy, as the Democrats are paving the way for Michelle Obama to run against Melania in 2020. Look, that natural born citizenship criteria may have already been “execute ordered” out of the Constitution - Presidential Pardon EO 666. We have no idea what is going on behind the “closed doors” of the Oval Office “latrine” on overflow watch, and Kellyanne Conway must be well versed the use of a plumber’s crack plunger. Now though, with the results of the “battle of the midriff bulge” in and official, for sure it is focusing in on our inalienable rights that a “rabid skunk” will most likely take the position of the “House Speaker” - formally held by pallbearer Eddie Munster. Yes “rabid skunk” don’t ask me quote Mr. Don Young - Alaska’s “At Large” lone star representative still recovering from getting hit over the head with a falling coconut while playing supercalifragilisticexpialidocious hooky back during the 106th Congressional “open season”: “Pelosi, a rabid skunk with gnashing teeth drooling up and down the halls of Congress.” See, Don was trying to re-create to re-invent expectations of gravity with the apple experiment when the sky fell. And don’t mess with Don, as he owns an exclusive “Alaskans Only” carry license for a Weapon of Manic Depression - an “oosik” which is a large “Boehner” from a walrus penis! Yes, named in honor of once-upon-a-time House Speaker John Boehner, until the “Phantom Shitter” went ethically mad at Don for calling servants out over at the Rayburn cafeteria for serving cold tacos, as “wetbacks”. Don’s “Coconut Grove” excuse the fact he was on a first name basis with the staff and learned it all in kindergarten recess. But Don has more than just walrus gumboot penis envy up his sleeve, as the 85-year old congressman with 46-years of plentiful salary courtesy the U.S. Taxpayers, “The Don” is also the “DEAN” of the United States House of Representatives. It’s a position with “but for” a single function without an entitlement, no extra pay included. Dean means head, and this job based on seniority of the senile requires the “DEAN” to administer the “Oath of Office” to the newly crowned “House Speaker”! Which when ordained by the “Dean” the oath: “I, Walrus Gumboot, do solemnly swear that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion.”, then with the “ossik” acting as a magic “Hail the Male” wand, then the “Madame Speaker” can extend that oath to all the new “House Chamber” members in good standing. Then start your engines, the 116th U.S. Congress is in session at the cost of…that is secret and on a “need to never know” basis. Congress is always talking “Transparency”, which seems to bother Webster, to what that word really means in practice. But as we speak, there are “battle lines being drawn” on the other side of the isle, with the poor and sore losers club. There came more than just a “blue wave” November special. It was a Tsunami against the “Crimers, Drive-bys and Bribes”. As the GOP regroups, it now finds an understanding the “agony of defeat” and that Confederate breath of air reminds me of 1865, when Robert E. Lee was arrested to surrender and the Civil War was won by the Colonists and the “Turncoats” were facing the gallows of the “Treason” tree of life. But these “battle lines” of today and only 2-days after the “midterm” election are the “battle plans” of a strategy that will escalate this thing we call a “Constitutional Crisis”. In fact, this may be the climax that “blow hard” of Mobby Dick surfacing. See, power posturing polishing within the GOP is taking place, in the House rank and filthy membership. And even so many seats were abandoned because “We the People” are tired of the “rabid” pandemic, well these elected “brats” don’t go away without a fright-night fight. So, take the GOP Freedom Femdom Caucus Circus that tried in vain to end the Mueller Special Counsel Investigation and at the same time wanted nothing more then get Hillary Clinton locked up for some “nothing-burger”. Look, you want the Clintons to go away for good? Give it up, as that couple are predators to attention getting! Now that “caucus” is made up of a mere 15% of the GOP House membership, and remember it is still the 115th Congress’ ball game, until that “swearing” in ceremony next year. Now even though that percentage is “small peanuts”, it yields 100% of the “ossik” power, as many GOP members refuse to admit association with the psychopaths that are outspoken members, like: Jim Jordan…is not that enough? One more, lunatic Matt Gaetz. OK, in efforts not to name game you to boredom, insiders call this Jim Jordan following the “lemmings with suicide vests”. Which means it will stop at nothing even shutting down government, a coup d’etat, a mutiny! But Jordon is a “rabid skunk” on steroids and wants so bad that “House Minority Leadership” position, as it rules the entire GOP body. That position has the authority to “hang” members that fall out of line any votes crucial to feeding the frenzy for this lemming population of rodents, that which when “rabid” even poses a scare to “skunks”. So here is how that “battle plan” unfolds. Jim Jordon wrestles away that “House Minority Leader” from any other ranking GOP House member that was not booted out of office. He then gets that 200-head count of incumbent “henchmen” in line for the well-being of the GOP, to force the “Dean” to play that supercalifragilisticexpialidocious hooky once again, as Don Young is an expert in this decision making field - he was a teacher once-upon-a-time way back when Alaska was still a territory. So on January 3rd, 2019 at high-noon, as Nancy Pelosi waits to be sworn in as the 116th House Speaker, a job she is well qualified been there done that, well for now the swearing in is at a standstill. Not the same for the Senate, as it is Mike Pence that leads the charge of the “right brigade” and the 116th Senate is in session. But “Gridlock” in the House, as with Don the Queen’s Dean a “No show”, well the Democratic House can not “swear” in the “Speaker” or the new members and remains at only 193 allowed to perform that duty under the 116th badge of courage flag. Remember, nothing is Founding Father sacred under the present U.S. Congress.

So how this could play out and become the precipice for a Constitutional Crisis: As of today, before the January 3rd porta-party “House & Senate” inauguration gathers cesspool steam, the Democratic side of the isle finds 190-seats of the 115th Congress remaining in tack - wherein the “incumbent” have already been “sworn to duty” and that remains in effect. With the GOP, 200-incumbent seat sitting baby sitters holds tight that power grip. And there are 8 Red-October incumbent seats “Too-Close-To-Call”. If those 8-seats remain with the GOP, that adds to the GOP force. If there is a party switch, it doesn’t matter as without a “Sworn to Duty” a win is an obsolete obligation until such time a “Speaker” is called-to-order. So right now, if for some reason “Don the Dean” is AWOL and Nancy Pelosi cannot be “sworn in” on that first Thursday in January, it says “Gridlock”. And we can acknowledge that any fast-track without “The Don” praytell the Femdom will protest for sure. As well as any conceivable judge or Pence or replacement filling in to perform the honors, any solutions by the Democrats will find outcries by the GOP. They will object based on the grounds it is Don Young’s “privilege” and this is just an inconvenience that will be addressed in a day or so, maybe the following Monday when Don feels well. Uproars will fill the House Chambers, soon without resolve everyone will be told to calm down, take the day off with pay. In the meantime, with a single day and a weekend to boot with a GOP controlled Congress still and the 116th Senate officially in session and a Donald Jong Trump White House under escort protection, all hell can break loose and there is nothing to STOP the GOP this kind of gerrymandering Apocalypse Cyclops Now Armageddon. Even with a Democratic won House, in two-days time this kind of attack plan can wreck-havoc on Democracy, exactly what the lemmings are up for. Yes, during this “Don Young” hooky the GOP controlled senate could pass the bills that are forwarded by Jordon and the courier escorted to the Oval Office - done deal! And remember, Don carries an “Oosik” for special attention and if you go looking for him so he can perform his “Queen for the Day” duty, coconuts can hurt! Just because the GOP lost the House fair & square “We the People” have spoken, that don’t mean diddly squat in this day and age of political sabotage bipartisan what…another word Webster finds so confusing!

Will Don Young ever lower himself to such abuse, to cave into the Jordon convention and the Freedom Femdom conviction to destroy “Democracy” while denying Nancy Pelosi that “Dean of the House” reward? It all depends if Don ever got over that Pelosi “with gnashing teeth drooling up and down the halls of Congress”. Maybe that coconut head hit worked!



Thursday, November 8, 2018

~ Frum Under Hunter ~ POEM

Author Note to Notoriety Public: Donald Jong Trump wanted a "Parade", I gave him this poem! This is installment #1 of “All the President's Men in Poem”

~ Frum Under Hunter ~
Meet Donald Jong Trump

Fee Fi Foaming Frum
I smell darth itch of bowel scum,
with turbulent Zen, breath rotten Zin
and faith of fool Sin,
Frum Under.

See Sow Segregated Space
Rich men thunder bait hate of race,
with feckless pen, noose neck win
and wraith of stool gin,
Frum Under Thirst.

Wow Wee Worthless Wirth
Woman henchfem stripping since birth,
Nigger rhyme whining, innocent scream chiming
this primadonna shining,
Frum Down Under.

Hee Haw Hangman’s Head
Throat cutting stenchmen in cesspool bed,
Dog meets time, dread meats prime
and steals my dime,
Frum Under Hunter.

Jee Jaw Jared Jed
Did so cock that back-door head.
So trigger happy syphilis rain
attaches Frum Under with this stain.

Foaming Frum his Segregated Space
Worthless Wirth this Hangman’s Head
Steals my kind on dead dog’s time.
(MSK ERP ©2018)







Wednesday, November 7, 2018

MODERN MAN-IAC

Hallelujah my tax dollars at work lost in space, as science takes a picture of a flying “turd” in the outer WAAAAELL LAA DE FRICKIN’ DA boondocks and thinks that is an indication that extraterrestrial beings exist? Cannot use that word “Aliens”, as that is reserved for the soon to be built “fence within a fence” prison. Look, we are getting locked into our own insane asylum due hate & disrespect around the world because…won’t go there. So what makes those of scientific knowledge think these Darth Invaders crap like we do? And for real, single or double ply TP? Yes indeed, the same institute of higher learning and yearning for your tuition bucks compromised from nanny’s “Trust Fund”, that same organism that had an orgasm with Timothy Leary and produced Ted Kaczynski thinks this “turd” flying through space is evidence - that MODERN MAN is fixated with “flying turds”. Even such an obligation a similar object taking up residency in the White House, as all “turds” are not created equal except for the stink! Are we, so MODERN or just being “modest” our achievements from Neanderthal to a world still at WAR. It is 2018, and for real we still have Saudi Arabian Knights in white satin using swords for cutting people into pieces because this “guilty until proven innocent” enemy of the Tsar "Master Murderer" Salman likes to hawk newspapers? What is so “modern” romancing the stone this kind of murder she wrote - don’t write about it or else! Let’s face the facts, why is WAR still so popular as it is the prime factor upon which that definition of “MODERN” rests its case, without resting its peace? OK, WAR “what is it good for absolutely nothing” is complicated some may say, “War is over if you want it” others say so maybe we need another “beacon” that establishes just how “ODERN” we are. Mind you not a spelling bee miscue, just time to tear down what we think we know about ourselves. Give me an “M”, taken away because “M(en)” still abuse the opposite sex, juxtaposition as a starting point of contention this treatise. OK, let’s not beat around the George Bush and be serious upon this subject matter of importance Modern Man’s impotence. OK, what is the first thing a majority of American “white & black men” do first thing each morning after relieving oneself the pain and suffering of an outspoken prostrate? Don’t worry, as “MODERN MAN” one day soon enough with age you’ll understand Mr. Prostrate being so irate after only 6-hours sleep. But we drag ourselves out of bed and hit the switch or turn up the methane gas to “boil water” - as easy as! Take water, which is a very simple accomplishment of nature, that “threesome” with Hydrogen and two other Oxygens enjoying life in the fast lane - this we learn in kindergarten because we use that “boiling water” for our oatmeal. Yes, quite simple this miracle we use for so much, except Simple Simon goes AWOL when we deal with the “Triple Point”. I will cover that trifecta when H-Company Platoon Leader Captain Robert Mueller calls on that White House “turd” with a “Draft Eviction Notice”. But boiling water, it even catches our conscious attention to details like with remembering the “boiling point” temperature with ease, even when age sets in wherein we forget to wear socks - which we learned from Albert Einstein. That meaning “all decked out” does not take precedence setting getting to the coffee shop before the crowds, even if only half dressed. Hey, so what Mr. Relativity didn’t wear clean underwear it’s all “Relative”. But if any single thing can define “simplicity” and “chaos”, it is the ritual of “boiling water”. And consider this fact not fiction. Not only does that tin-pan-alley “boil” give us the satisfaction of a good cup of morning pick-me up, from sea to shining sea this “madman across the water” produces steam which generates “electricity” - so we can boil water ourselves. But this transformation from lean to mean, it follows the tradition of a “chaotic” process that has stymied the mind of man since the 1880s, as far as using the “boil” to make life easier. Heat targeting water to the “boiling point”, it provides 66% of today’s electricity. From coal to natural gas to nuclear confusion, used to heat the water so we can capture the steam and use that motive power to turn a turbine which allows a magnetic field to sustain self-inflicting wounds which will cause electrons to move out of harm’s way - let there be traffic lights! It is a “chaotic” process, as the heat instigates this “chaos” in a random like fashion, making it a very inefficient process, but the best we have because? Well like with our dreams to travel in space - we are not going anywhere fast & furious strapped to a bottle rocket. Get over it, we have failed in that race to space as with man’s present technology it is off limits, the outer limits to speak! So we have a whole lot of room to refurbish our scientific commitments towards worthwhile achievements, yet seem to have lost the oomph - as that is sucked dry by a fascination of the “WAR” machine pays my way through “Beggars Banquet” fast food addiction. But “boiling water”, since it is so simple a phenomenon we are well acquainted with, it is a very good test tube baby for trying to define this “Modernization” we are still searching for - goals to take us away from Apocalypse Now Armageddon Creep! Now since on the subject of “WAR”, this boiling creates a “WAR” within the pool of water, a “chaotic” flight for a bunch of molecules bumping into each other without disco discourse, wherein there exists a loss of exchange energy, the reason it is so inefficient a process. But there is not yet a substitute, and we have made the process as elementary simple as possible with the intent to make it more efficient. Fuel to the fire, we have come a long way with this “science” of evaluating the inherent “Transit Velocity” of irate bubbles but cannot find a way to capture this “free energy”, as it is ruled and consumed by the “Chaos” regime. Turn off the “disco”, it didn’t work maybe a different Good Will Hunting tune“And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet.” We have an infrastructure that is based on this “boiling” and it is not going away, as we find occurred with all the disposable “Space Shuttle” launch pads “scuttled” as that project proved its worth, that we are still stuck here on earth best make the best of it. “Then I’m fascinated I’m In”, have you any idea what scientific marvels could be reached if the time, energy and $money$ we spent killing one another went repurposed for other necessities other than blood-shedding tears technology? Remember Woodstock, and the fallout of that liberty statement with things like “A good day for America is when the NAVY must hold a cake sail for a new battleship”. WAR is worn-out, it has worn-out its welcome mat with respect to “MODERNIZATION”. Yet when we allow the “War Lords” to circumvent the “Mother of Invention” because of a passion of selfish greed, we are digging our own graves as the real survival on this Neanderthal’s watch…today it means just “watching the river flow” and taking cover when “flying turds” are another threat from above. So, we have not even begun to “Modernize Man”, as when we finally are capable of “boiling water” efficiently, then we can begin to brag about our advancements and achievements for mankind and then maybe those extraterrestrials will stop throwing “shit” our way as “turds” may be their only weapons because they gave up WAR a long time ago. IMAGINE, a war breaking out and our only ammunition that of a “cow pie”, it gives “Weapons of Ass Destruction” new meaning - so please don’t give me back that “M” and leave my ass alone!

The HUNT!


Homeward bound after “Great Hunt” up in Alaska with some old Native Alaskan “pipeline” buddies, an entire month up in the Brooks Range. Drank the roadhouse dry! Will post soon the success of the hunting party and bag limits. My share of game meat, which consisted of caribou(s), moose, goat and sheep, went to Bean’s Café “charity”, feed the “Homeless” good stuff is my motto. Can’t wait for next season!

Tuesday, November 6, 2018

Jealous Guy


“I’m just a jealous guy”, something John Lennon and I held in common! But what’s up with this separation anxiety statesmanship science is warning us about? Not the kind of news I want to hear while enjoying my first cup before the GOP chastity belt comes loose again - that daily ritual wherein “We the People” get…jealousized, politically sodomized. And it’s election day morning for the midterms, or depending on results, near-term extinction of mankind so why this scare tactic? Are we supposed to stay home and hide under the bed? This present danger broadcast on every gitmo-gizmo device I own, that the stars of the “Big Dipper”, Dubhe and Merak no longer in alignment with Polaris, the North Star? What does it mean besides the “Sky is Falling”! And this “Alert” right after Harvard researchers said security found a tool used by aliens in Ted Kaczynski’s doom room at the “Annex” - where Ted was tortured by some animal. That M.K. Ultra “Silence of the Lambs” that once worked for the CIA. Same character that hacked apart that Saudi journalist Khashoggi, and for Passover his remains into pierogi stuffing. They ate the guy, and we buy oil from this country? But this morning’s scare from Mr. Nobel, “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays US voters from the swift completion of their appointed election duty”. As I VOTED! And I didn’t plan on visiting that “fromunder” smelling “Voter Booth” today or any other day now and in the future Amen as any “swift completion” this task is a crying out loud joke, and I am some 4000-miles away from my "Home Rule" place of worship! Yet being an Alaskan, I can do all my political shopping right here from under my bed. See, there is NO need for people to waste precious time in line waiting to catch a cold just to cast thou “cherished” vote. Wake up America, it is 2018 and the voting system is so outdated, no wonder it is hacked by Barron Trump and his friends - it is a system that has no security only vulnerabilities. No wonder Kermit keeps singing “It’s not easy being green” as talk about an un-necessary paper ballot waste and risk! So, that my friends both sides-of-the isle is wherein my jealousy confronts humanity, as who am I to have such a luxury? If I can vote by cell-phone or laptop in the comfort of my home, and military men and women deployed the same in the comfort of the barracks safe and away from man eating Saudi Arabian knights in blood-stained white satin, then to stall this technological feasible feat for the “huddled masses” is but for another form of “Segregation”. And here is something to remember waiting in line to cast that precious vote. Obama, as Commander-in-Chief, outfitted the entire communications infrastructure sea to shining sea with fiber-optics for this reason, to every nook’n cranny and the only reason it is not used? Net Neutrality wants to control your ease of voting by making it difficult so it can control destiny for its own selfish jealous reason. That  "It" faction is controlled by who owns the gavel, and I smell funny $money$! Maybe why so I continue to hear song from the right with “Amazing Race” and on the left “Amazing Grace”. When will we ever learn what the Founding Fathers warned us against, a "Division by Zero" is more than a computer glitch error, it is called "WE FALL"!
I VOTED!