Sunday, December 31, 2017

How to fuck up new year's Eve

Have amazing dinner
Drink extreme quantities
Discuss the stories of the guests who sit just far away enough not to know
Pay for it all... 4 large
Then watch you get angry at me over an uber?
New year's won't be forgotten
Night fucked by you
Well
Why bother with auld Lang sine ?

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Being a 49 year old male in a world of change

So i sat in bed, tablet in hand, in the dark, and i googled. What were the effects of taking to many metroplol, a beta Blocker, would it slow the heart to stopping? would it speed it up until it eventually burst? would you collapse vommiting, screaming panting doubled over in agonised collapse until the darkness took you ? or do you just fade away.

I wanted to know as i have access to a months supply regularly and just wanted to add the ace up my sleeve should it all ever get to much. See im a 49 year old white male in a world that is changing, im the generation that wasn’t my father and certainly is not my son. I am told from all corners that the masculine urges, emotions, core feelings are now wrong. I am into equality for sure but i am the generation of men who are paying the price for the equality like never before.

I have no special group to belong to Or identify with. I'm not lgbtq, not black, not pensioner, not youth. Sorry, not special. I'm the guilty white hated average male, and I did nothing wrong.

I dont earn as much as many of my peers, and they are mostly women. I attend meetings driven by women, if i ever want to make my feelings felt, then I am the generation of Mysogany. What value can I add to this world now, there is nothing i have that is unique, that a computer or a women can’t do better. Yes i totally understand that they have felt this way for centuries, and yes they will likely make us all pay. But where is my value?

In days of old we all had a value, women were valued as mothers wives lovers friends, they were respected, they were put aloft because they were the most important of our society as they carried the next generations to come, Men did one thing supplied. Money, home, protection, no matter what was reuqired. men died in their millions.

But not all of us are bastards, driving a down trodden ideology. Some of us never were, some of us came from strong female stock. Today i read a report that clearly says the future is bleak for the men in our society. AI and robotics will take over the typically male jobs, the ones we are physically designed to do leaving the women to work with their minds to become the leaders, the emotive communicators, the people managers… we become…the non required.

So i sit here and this is my feeling, and guess what im allowed to feel it, no matter what anyone says or believes it is how i feel. I feel worthless, valueless and un-required. I can be replaced with a robot, am not allowed to behave like man in fear of being called something i am not. No one really needs me, want might be somethign different but need? no… so in the end many of us sit not knowing where this journey will end but one day i do know that the metroplolol will not be a single tablet dose. The day that we are finally put out to pasture, the grumpy old men that no one needs anymore. The minsitry of womens affairs can just shut the field gate on the way out….

Friday, February 10, 2017

Lionel: What Exactly the Ninth Circuit Ruled in State of Washington & St...





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Thursday, January 26, 2017

Mad World

So here we stand
in a world
fucking mad
Mad at the left
Mad at the right
Mad at the Muslims
Mad at the Jews
The black man the Asian
Mad at trump
Hating clinton
Mad at Europe
Screaming Make America great again
Screaming Put the great back into Britain
The madder you are
The louder you scream
Great great great
Mad mad mad
Everyone can be great
We just have to be on top
The one percent watch the walls close in
As the mad rabble build their wall
This is not the master plan
Said the mad ad man
So here we are
Sleeping in the soup of chaos
Waking to our oblivious
Mad world