Big Love

"I know you're just 16 years old, but I don't want your ID"

Leave the Polygamists alone. They live in a closed and secretive society. So do Masons, Oddfellows, the Moose Lodge Local 151, Republicans and southerners, God knows what there up to. There not as goofy or dangerous as other sects. Let people live how they want to. Let gays get married. Let gays move into a religious compound and kanoodle multiple 12 year old boys (the Catholic Church). I don't care. It would open up jobs for straights in the competitive hairdressing market, interior design and on the Broadway stage. Besides, who the hell doesn't want an arranged marriage to a 13 year old wife? Was Jerry Lee Lewis a Polygamist? Or just a southerner.

Hairstyles and Attitudes

"but I didn't and I wonder why, I feel like letting my freak flag fly, cause I feel like I owe it to someone"

The lyrics in the post below are from the musical "Hair". I pulled out my copy (bought in '71, man does that make me feel old) and played it to get the exact words. I love rediscovering an old album that I'm familiar with. The songs will get wedged in my noggin for a week then will go away and I'll just go back to listening to the static in my head. The tracks are great with standards coming from the stage production such as "Aquarius"," Where Do I Go", "Easy to Be Hard", "Good Morning Starshine" and others. I also discovered it's the 40th anniversary of it's Broadway debut in a couple of days. Sure it's dated but so are Gregorian chants and people still listen to that crap. "Hair" is more listenable.

I know that it's created by The Establishment as their version of flower power, but The Man has had their grubby hands in every movement to mainstream it, then kill it. Besides, because of my tender age the youth movement of the 60's was more the Monkees and the Bananna Splits than Jerry Rubin. The revolution was televised, it became fashion, Madison Avenue sold it, that's why Abbie Hoffman killed himself.

Now tell these people to take a bath, get a haircut, put on a suit and find a job. Fuckin' hippies.

Libations and Medications Official 2008 Presidential Endorsement-Barack Hussein Obama

"President of the United States of love, said President of the United states of love, shit, if you ask him to dinner your going to feed him watermelon, harmony grits and shortnin' bread"

I, Vicodin Beer Breath announce for the first time on the web my choice for Prime Minister, Mr.

Barack Hussein Obama. The Right Wing (and they keep proving Hillary right about the conspiracy) has painted Mr. Obama as a Muslim, coke snorting, racist, hatemonger that will destroy the country. Maybe thats true. But it's certainly better than the current Commander who is a Christian, coke snorting, racist, hatemonger that nearly destoyed the country. I like his middle name. Now there was a man who knew how to run a country in the most volatile region in the world. We can't run it. Obama's name and race throws fear into phony flag waving patriots. They say he's inexperienced but with all of the seasoned pros in the White House fucking up the nation that's not a bad thing. Besides, he would appoint Washington insiders that in time will do the patriotic thing and become fuck ups.

I have heard him speak twice and shook his hand. He didn't make eye contact. I like that. That's a quality in someone I can trust. He's a magnetic speaker, doesn't say much of anything and the crowd swoons. He's a rock star, throngs of young adults throw themselves at his feet. A perfect candidate for the American Idol generation. I like that also. I also like that he was quoted by AP as saying "Of course every billy-bob and piney is fuckin' bitter about livin' in a motherfuckin' podunk in the middle of God-forsaken knowhere. If I didn't live in Chicago I would believe in Jesus, quote Him endlessly to the point of earbleeds, stumble stone drunk out of Backwater Baptist Church on Sunday morning packing my jammie, unload a round into some tin cans on a fence, or a opossum, or my best friend Skeeter, then go fuck some sheep. Isn't that what you fuckin' crackers do for laughs? Go fuck yourselves, I don't need your vote you bunch of backwoods inbreds." He eloquently restated his position on "Hardball" and "Face the Nation". I like that too.

It's time to empty out the Newports from Laura's Presidential Seal ashtrays and make room for Barack's Marlboro Lights. So here's to all the candidates I've supported before, from John Anderson to Tits and Fritz, Dukakis, Gore and Kerry, Mr. Obama your our great white hope.

Over the Hill

"don't come a hangin' around my door, I don't want to see your face no more, I've got more important things to do than spend my time growin' old with you"

Ms. Rodam won Pennsyltucky, I just wanted you pinko liberals to see who you're voting for. The photo op's of Hills' knee jerk reaction to Obama's guns and bible statement is a classic. You know, knocking back the shot and beer. I'm surprised she didn't take her hunting rifle and pump a shot into the air. It's a kodak moment that rivals Dukakis piloting a tank or Obama getting down with the townies and rolling gutter balls. In my fathers day the media was told NOT to take footage of the candidates getting their drink on. I can see newsreels of FDR doing Yagermiester jello shots during a fireside speech or Nixon with a 40 of Old English 800 on the podium during the Kennedy debate. I will vote for the former Mrs. Clinton if she takes the primary from the colored guy. If we pull together we can elect our first lesbian president. C'mon, I'm talking about Ralph Nader.

The Truth is Out There

"git up a git, git down, late 911 wear a fake crown......911 is a joke"
I'm back. Lots to say, lots to do. I was surfing when I caught this vid and it rekindled my interest in conspiracy theories. I can't really say with credence what happened at the Pentagon, the WTC or WTC 7. But I can say that something stinks in Shanksville.