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  • ZARDOZ’S FRIDAY NIGHT ADVICE

    RIGHT, NOW PAY CLOSE ATTENTION.

     

    ZARDOZ SPEAK TO YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES. END OF ANOTHER WEEK. HOPEFULLY YOU HAVE SUCCESSFULLY PURIFIED THE FILTH OF BRUTALS. ZARDOZ CAN ONLY DO SO MUCH WITHOUT HIS CHOSEN ONES. THEREFOR, RECEIVE A FRIDAY NIGHT REWARD – THE BEST ADVICE!

    THE BRUTAL DEAR ABBY HAS BEEN BEATEN DOWN FOR NOW, THUS A NEW FOE WILL FACE DEFEAT AT THE HANDS…UM, ADVICE OF ZARDOZ!

    DEAR PRUDENCE

    LET THE RESOUNDING VICTORY FOR ZARDOZ COMMENCE!

    Q:  I bully my sister for her weight: My sister Margaret (30) is morbidly obese: 230 pounds and five feet tall. She’s happy, active, and has a wonderful group of friends. But she refuses to take steps to lose weight, and she eats poorly, and it drives me crazy. I love Margaret so much and am terrified of losing her too early. I also hate that people hurt her feelings and treat her poorly because of her health. This manifests in me criticizing her and picking fights with her about her weight. I’m ruining my relationship with Margaret. She avoids me, and I don’t blame her. I make her feel bad about herself. I don’t know how to change this dynamic, because swallowing my fear drives me crazy. My own husband has lectured me about this. I want to change. Where do I begin?

    A: FOOL OF A BRUTAL! YOU BEGIN BY NOT CHANGING AT ALL. IN FACT, YOU HAVE PROBABLY NOT GONE FAR ENOUGH. DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW DIFFICULT IT IS TO KEEP THE VORTEX SUPPLIED WITH ENOUGH GRAIN FOR THEIR BREAD?

    ZED, SOME FAT WOMAN HAS STOLEN ALL OUR LOAVES!

    RECRIMINATIONS ASIDE, ZARDOZ WILL HELP. THIS PORCINE SIBLING OF YOURS WILL NO DOUBT BE DRAWN TO THE VORTEX’S GRAIN BINS. ZED WILL LIE IN WAIT AND WHEN SHE COMES TO SNAFFLE THE GRAIN…

    CAUGHT IN THE ACT!

    CLEANSED.

    ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

     

    AND NOW, RECEIVE THE GIFT OF THE LINK!

    • ZARDOZ IS PLEASED. THIS WILL HELP CONTINUE THE MISERY OF BRUTALS IN THE SOCIALIST STATE! FAMINE ONLY HELPS CLEANSE THE FILTH OF BRUTALITY. VIVA MADURO!
    • HAS ZARDOZ NOT WARNED YOU, THE PENIS IS EVIL! IT MATTERS NOT WHO OR WHAT BEARS THE EVIL.
    • POLITICAL BRUTAL SLAP FIGHT! ZARDOZ IS DISAPPOINT THIS WILL NOT LEAD TO WAR.

    GO FORTH AND COMMENT! ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

  • Friday Afternoon Links

    Happy Friday, ev’rbody. I hope I get 800 comments on MY thread. Wink,wink.

    I posted this in the morning comments, but here’s a Florida Man cocktail for you:

    Russian Tang
    4 oz Mad Dragon orange “wine-based product”
    2 oz Russian vodka — don’t waste $$ on expensive stuff
    Fill a glass full of ice. Mix. Two of these will make you not care that you’re strapped to a Russian rocket with no control over whether it goes to space or blows up.

    Texas Woman fights off machete wielding clowns with scooter. God Bless Texas.

    Oh boy. Every Presidential administration has to tilt at this windmill. Kushner to announce Middle East Peace Plan. I assume it is not to ramp up production at General Dynamics and let them sort out a lasting peace by any means necessary while paying hard currency for the, er, tools.

    I present to you… the pinnacle of Florida Man and Woman.

    Damn, man. I didn’t even know you could move $10K worth of stolen cigarettes. What’s the market for that? Venezuela. Or course, the way prices were going last I checked, that’s probably only 100 cartons now, “street value”

    I think I know why these tigers are endangered.

    I’m in a punk mood today. No telling how many of those Russian Tangs I’ll have had by the time this goes up.

  • Friday Morning Emergency Links

    I see that things have gone partially to shit with SP occupied trying to get us moved in. Where’s the evening posts? Meh, no one reads it anyway. Nor the links. And this morning, Sloopy suddenly found himself hors combat, so I have to drop what I’m doing and throw something together. And it will show. Call it a “bare bones post.” And recall the line from Office Space about what you’d think of someone who just does the minimum.

    My regular Saturday morning links tomorrow will be up to my usual standards, I promise.


     

    One of my childhood heroes passes. I watched him play during the ’60s. Besides being a great hitter and very good base-runner, he was a fearless fielder, routinely falling into the stands in pursuit of foul balls. There are players that, along with being great at what they do, carry a certain aura, that change the entire feel of the game. He was one of those. He was overall the best baseball player I ever saw. (Surprisingly, I am too young to have seen that other Baltimore legend, that Ruth fellow)

    At least we still have Boog Powell and Lou Reed.

     


     

    Remember how any Bush appointment to the Supreme Court would end abortion by overturning Roe v. Wade? Pepperidge Farms remembers.

     


     

    I’m no fan of religion, and of Islam particularly, but this seems terribly wrong. And the excuse, “Well, we employ a Christian, but no-one else, and it’s gotta be an employee” seems even wronger on many levels.

     


     

    As creepy as I find the idea of using a hooker, this is even creepier. I’d advise customers to carry in a black light.

     


     

    When this is inevitably shown to be a hoax, will taxpayers get a refund for the investigation cost? Ima guess no.

     


    And a brief musical interlude Old Guy Style, from my favorite jazz drummer, Roy Haynes, with Tommy Flanagan doing his usual thing, and Roland Kirk yet again making me want to smash my flute and give up.

  • Thursday Afternoon Links: Cannibal edition

    This has been a fine week for the Democratic Party cannibalizing itself. The old eat the young, the young eat the rich, Twitter eats Virginia from the top down. More, I say, more! Chaos is more lovely to me than any sunset.


    “I was told there would be juiceboxes.”

    Oh, Nancy. Your flesh is so stringy and tough. You’re like an erotic dried riverbed.

    Pelosi Can’t Even Wait a Day Before Trashing AOC’s Green New Deal

    Today, Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Sen. Ed Markey unveiled a congressional resolution calling for a Green New Deal, a sweeping, ambitious list of projects and goals that would help steer the world away from climate apocalypse and address inequality at the same time. Knowing this was coming, Nancy Pelosi gave an interview to Politico’s Playbook in which she trashed the idea

    blah blah blah

    Anyway, it’s super dope for the Speaker of the House to dismiss this as a “suggestion” and a “dream,” as we hurtle towards climate apocalypse, inequality grows, wages stagnate, and life expectancy shrinks. We love it!

    There’s that mix of economic ignorance, hysteria and childish sarcasm that makes the Gawker Splinter brand so beloved.


    There’s still some good meat on them bones. Keep pickin’! Really get in there.

    The Green New Deal’s Huge Flaw

    On Thursday, Democratic Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and Sen. Ed Markey unveiled just such a fix: the Green New Deal, a proposal that bills itself as a plan for the environment and the economy in equal measure. It is designed to steer America toward a low-carbon economy, fulfill the right to clean air and clean water, restore the American landscape, strengthen urban sustainability and resilience, and put a generation to work. With prominent endorsements from leading Democratic presidential candidates, Ocasio-Cortez has brought more attention to climate change in two months than her Democratic peers did in the past two years.

    But the Green New Deal has a big blind spot: It doesn’t address the places Americans live. And our physical geography—where we sleep, work, shop, worship, and send our kids to play, and how we move between those places—is more foundational to a green, fair future than just about anything else. The proposal encapsulates the liberal delusion on climate change: that technology and spending can spare us the hard work of reform.

    Hive cities, density, density, density. The way I prefer to live is the only way anyone should live. Slate is getting better and better at turning personality flaws into policy proposals. Or, as Ballard put it…

    “The more arid and affectless life became in the high-rise, the greater the possibilities it offered. By its very efficiency, the high-rise took over the task of maintaining the social structure that supported them all. For the first time, it removed the need to suppress every kind of anti-social behavior and left them free to explore any deviant or wayward impulses. It was precisely in these areas where the most important and interesting aspects of their lives would take place. Secure within the shell of the high-rise, like passengers on board an automatically-piloted airliner, they were free to behave in any way they wished, explore the darkest corners they could find. In many ways, the high-rise was a model of all that technology had done to make possible the expression of a truly free psychopathology.”

    ― J.G. Ballard, High-Rise


    Now here’s someone that knows the best meat is on the face.

    Florida politician accused of licking faces has resigned

    MADEIRA BEACH, Florida — Commissioner Nancy Oakley is being accused of sexually harassing a former city manager.

    The Florida Commission on Ethics issued a report on its findings that Oakley possibly violated state law because she was “exhibiting inappropriate behavior” when she licked the city manager’s face at a fishing tournament in 2012.

    The report said there was testimony from multiple witnesses saying Oakley also touched the then-city manager inappropriately, and that she was intoxicated.

    The city manager didn’t report the incident out of fear of losing his job, the Commission on Ethics reports. He filed a formal complaint against Oakley in 2017 when she filed for re-election.

    Upon election, she and another commissioner and the newly elected mayor suspended the city manager, who says they knew the ethics complaint against Oakley was pending.

    According to the Miami Herald, Oakley resigned to avoid being fired.


  • Don Swissxote Catalonia Update

    Ride, my culturally appropriated friend!

     

    In a vain effort to temporarily halt the lack of content – you get me riding my Catalan hobbyhorse.

    Lets see where we are now…

    • The Trial of the Century is now 5 days away. The Catalan assembly has belched and squeaked about it…note the appeal to the Left in the “declaration”. Sure, independence leaders are being tried for thoughtcrime…but it can get worse, what if they next target “feminists, antifascists, ecologists or unions.” GASP!
    • Socialist PM coming to realize the same thing as the previous Center-Right one…these Catalans really are not big fans of ours?! Note the attempted buying off of Catalonia (with their own money, extracted from them by Madrid, ha!) ” including a draft budget that is very favorable to the region” … but the Trial of the Century is held up as a reason the Catalan parties will torpedo the budget. Ah, parliamentary governments….mmmm!
    • Oh, and the budget going down would press the Socialist government (a minority one…don’t ask) to call for elections. And we all know what that could lead to…YELLOW VESTS?! SPANISH DRUMPF??? Ironically, the Spanish Populist-Right party is “Vox” hahahaha!

    You may now return to your regularly scheduled commenting, shitposting and OT links.

     

  • Thursday Morning Links

    Good morning my Glibs and Glibarinas! And what a glorious morning it is for everyone except Virginia residents as 66% of their statewide elected officials dressed in blackface and 33% allegedly committed sexual assault.

     

     

    HAHAHAHAHAHA!

     

     

    Ok guys, let’s not go overboard here.

     

     

    Is everyone in your family an asshole?

     

     

    Idaho police arrest truck driver for carrying marijuana, driver and company claims it is hemp.

     

     

    Feds are investigating Jeffrey Epstein’s plea deal.

    “Is Adam going to have to cut a bitch?”

     

     

    Crazy Eyes gearing up for political theater to get Bad Orange Man.

     

     

    Ukrainian lawmaker is a source for Fusion GPS, the opposition firm democrats hired during the 2016 election.

     

     

    Democrats refuse to allow fellow representative Steve Scalise give testimony against gun control.

     

     

    Memorabilia auction from Astroworld (which shut down in 2005).

     

     

    That’s all I got for today, I’ll leave you with a song and move along with my day.

  • Wednesday Afternoon Links

    Its always tough to follow a Hat & Hair episode. I mourn for the rest of the world who has not lived through our wonderful alternate reality. Here are some fun links to get you talking.

    Florida Woman resigns from city council after being accused of non-consensual face-licking. Apparently, this is the final act in a long-running feud.

    Cops who shot armed security guard in back will not face charges. Fuck.

    Brits give two-fingered salute to EC President. He must be a secret Brexiter.

    Greeks also taking the piss out of EU. The Greek Health Minister smokes when he drinks! Reeeeee!

    How about a little Western Swing in honor of the Greeks.

  • The Hat and The Hair: Episode 108

    After Donald shook off the parasites and courtiers, he went on a mad Diet Coke jag around the city in a Secret Service Escalade, hitting every McDonald’s the hat could find on Yelp, sampling wares both fluid and fried until his bowels rumbled like an angry horde of Congresswomen. “More,” he cried, “More!” pushing the Secret Service boys, nervous like alley cats, further into the streets of nighttime DC, past museum guards getting blow-jobs from lobbyists on the patio tables of K Street, past junkies on the nod outside million-dollar apartments, too high to use their keypads to get inside, past antifa sturmabteilunglings puking in the gutters to post on snapchat.

    Finally, at DC’s ugliest hour, 4am, Donald made them pull over so he could wave a wad of cash at a dwindling herd of streetwalkers, working girls, who started at the night all tarted up for the usual post-SOTU vilefest, but just headed home now, mascara running down there face, lipstick smeared off on johncock, most of them even carrying their wigs. The only one to come over told Donald that she would do whatever he wanted. The greenest of the SS boys yelped and hit the gas when she was close enough for him to see the giant penis that had come unmoored under her miniskirt, the abused red tip of it peeking out the bottom like a shy class hamster. Donald screamed and yelled and threatened and begged to go back, but I knocked a few bills out of his hand and rolled the window up on the squeals of glee as the sore-crotched ladies chased the drifting bills through SUV exhaust.

    I wouldn’t have let Donald get too far with the ladyboy. That’s not what he really wants. I should know. I am his hair after all.

    “It’s time to go home, Donald,” I told him.

    “They dressed in virgin white,” he muttered. “At least be honest about being a whore.”

    “Maybe you should go home to your wife, Donald,” I told him.

    “Home? I don’t have a home,” Donald said miserably. “That just someplace I go to tweet.”

    Here was the Donald I had to deal with, the crash off of the high, the bi in the polar. No matter how well he did at the State of the Union, this was coming. I sighed, ruffling myself on top of his head.

    “Tell them to take us home, Donald,” I told him.

    “No!” the hat roared. “Hookers, Big Macs and blow!”

    “It’s time to go home,” I told the hat. He sat on the buttery leather seat beside Donald, tumescent in his turpitude. More, more; faster, faster was all he knew. He wasn’t the one to ever have to pick of the pieces to keep the country going.

    “Prig!” the hat accused. “Prude! What you need is to get laid.”

    “My sex life is none of your business,” I told him. If I had a gun I would have made the point with six rounds of lead.

    “Home,” I said into Donald scalp, over and over until he repeated it. We drove through the DC streets with the ghastly light of another greasy dawn starting to spill over all the filth. I felt sick.

  • Wednesday Morning links

    Good morning my misanthropic malcontents! And what a glorious morning it is for Donald J. Trump who gave a speech that even his critics (as in almost the entire mainstream media) were forced to admit was good.  Well, maybe not all admitted it, many seem to be prepared to trash him regardless of what he said.

     

    Caption Contest!

     

    The SOTU had it all including Trump getting a group scowl from the shrieking harpy democrat brigade all dressed in white and scowling through most of the speech with a look on their face like they were huffing the farts of one of their fellow harpies. Trump managed to get them to stand up and clap as Trump recognized them (the most women ever in Congress) and recognized the highest amount of women to ever be in the work force.  He even got the miserable lot to chant USA.  Another great scowl came from Bernie Sanders after Trump slammed socialism and declared that the US will never be a socialist country.

     

     

     

    In not SOTU news, Senator Grassley is expecting Mueller’s report in one month.  Many refuse to let go of hope that Mueller still has the smoking gun to take out Bad Orange Man.

     

    Fauxcahontas’ fall from grace still not over yet.

     

    This made me laugh.

     

    I probably could keep going on, but it is past 7am and I need to get my girls ready for the day.  I’ll leave you with a song and move along with my day.

     

     

  • SOTU Open Thread

    It’s going to be the best.Bigly speech. Not for losers. Comment so I can remember. I’m timing my second handle of vodka to start at 9pm.