Groups like Westboro, the Klan and Neo-Nazi militia groups are a short generation from not existing anymore. Racism isn’t going anywhere; but Organized Racism is disappearing fast. Idiots need company, so they are scared to death that they’re little clubhouse is going to be up in flames, sooner than later.
Observations from Experience: If you’re a comedian or in a band and you knowingly went waaay over and caused the performers after you to cut their set short, please do this for ALL of us who would never do that. Take your shoe off, grab a hammer, and from your height, drop it right on the middle of your foot…we’ll wait…..
Did that hurt? Good. Now don’t ever do that again and have some respect…dick.
All of this hatred is building up. All of these months of baiting people with lies about their grandparents on death panels, their guns and homes being taken away….it all always ends one way. Someone unbalanced is inspired to do something terrible. By someone who thinks that they are beating back the current of change that’s sweeping the political system. Someone who thinks they are taking us back to the good old days. Someone who is dumb or crazy enough to believe in what many of these far-right wing voices are telling them. Someone dangerous and dedicated. That’s what a terrorist is, kids.
This hateful and decrepit idea of what America is ‘supposed’ to be is really just a loud, but weakening voice in the back of the room. A voice that spits on leaders from the civil rights era; a voice that burns effigies hanging by nooses; a voice that means to intimidate and corral the fearful into agreeing that things that are new are evil and here to destroy us. This voice is old and weakening and has screamed at us from history since slavery, since we took over this land from a native people. Since Gays were arrested for being what they are. Since the persecution of so many was just a distraction from what was on tv. I’m tired of that voice. We’re all tired of that voice.
I say this: Screw the good old days. The days of blind hatred. The days of pollution without any sense of the damage being done. The American Dream that you read about that you grow up to find doesn’t exist. It’s time we forget about the good old days. It’s 2010. And there is nothing you can do about that, friend. Build as many white picket fences as you like.
And I think I speak for every American that just wants us to grow and learn and be the best people we can when I tell the effigy-burning sect of the Teaparty:
SHUT UP. All of you. Enough of you. We’re not moving backwards because you can’t deal with reality. Grow up, shut up and get with the program.
Enough.
-Brett M. Houchin
A lot of people didn’t want Obama as president. A lot of people didn’t want to invade Iraq. A lot of people think Gays should be allowed to marry. A lot of people didn’t want slavery to end. A lot of people wanted booze to stay outlawed. A lot of people thought that Gore won. A Lot Of People Didn’t Want Healthcare Ref…orm. But this is the system you choose to live in. Just gotta learn to deal with it.
This hateful and decrepit idea of what America is ‘supposed’ to be is really just a loud, but weakening voice in the back of the room. A voice that spits on leaders from the civil rights era; a voice that burns effigies hanging by nooses; a voice that means to intimidate and corral the fearful into agreeing that things that are new are evil and here to destroy us. This voice is old and weakening and has screamed at us from history since slavery, since we took over this land from a native people. Since Gays were arrested for being what they are. Since the persecution of so many was just a distraction from what was on tv. I’m tired of that voice. We’re all tired of that voice.
I say this: Fuck the good old days.
And I think I speak for every American that just wants us to grow and learn and be the best people we can be with the time we’ve been given.
SHUT UP. All of you. Enough of you.
Enough.
-Brett M. Houchin
Heckling Senators with racial slurs and spitting at them as they enter to vote on Sunday wrapped up the Teaparty movement for me. I know some really great human beings that associate with this Conservative way of thinking…and they are miles above this backwoods, lynch-mob,Teaparty shit. Being Fiscally Conservative is something to be proud of; you shouldn’t have to share the stage with militas and hate groups.Take the Right back from these people, or you going to lose any voice you have Left.
Had They Lived: Hendrix would hock Guitar Hero and an iPhone app called the iWah. Janis would show up for psychedelic night on American Idol. John Belushi would have made 4 good comedies/39 shitty ones and would have kept his douche brother in the guesthouse, where he belongs. Cliff Burton would have went to prison for triple homicide after beating James, Lars and the band’s therapist to death with a hammer.
I saw a beautiful blonde on Twitter hocking her new self-help seminar and spewing this insane self-help, inspirational shit that is meant for one thing, and one thing only: To Get Your Money.
That’s it, really, it’s that easy. A $200 purchase that’s going to fix everything in your life; every cold shrug of discontent from your spouse, every lie from your kid’s mouth, every dried up dream you can’t bear to think about without wanting to drive into a guardrail just so you’ll feel something.
Well, let me tell you something: That woman has time to come up with this inspirational drivel because she probably has never really had to work for anything in her life. Beautiful people really do have it easier, that’s a fact. Can you really dispute that? Her true talent is recognizing weakness and using it to make money. To make money on the misery, confusion, disappointment and paralyzing fear of those out there who were not blessed with money, good looks and charm. The normal people. Those who just want to get along and eat a good meal and get a good night’s sleep. Those people who don’t go to a bar or a club to increase their marketability; they go to escape the daily hell that is their lives.
I’ll tell you what: If you really wanna help people, Do It For Free. Or close to free. Sell that seminar for $7.95. If someone is going to buy into your delusion, they might as well get it cheap. Put it on the Super Value Menu.
You may mean well. You really might. But telling people that everything that they’ve dreamed of is right around the corner is ugly, and mean and irresponsible. It’s not. It’s not around the next corner either…it’s not there. It never was, and sure as shit never will be.
You really want to make them feel better? Pay their car payment this month. Buy their kids some clothes that they won’t be teased about in school. Take all the dough that you siphon out of the poor suckers out there and stop helping yourself. That’s the only self-help you’re interested in. Am I right? You know I am. And you couldn’t care less.
And a note to all the normal people: Don’t buy into this shit. They don’t understand you. They don’t know your problems. They don’t like you. You’re an object to bleed money from; you’re an oil well. A rental home. Stop it. Make it true self help. Help. Your. Fucking. Self.
On a lighter note, Arbys has a value menu now. Livin’ it up.
I think I’ll help myself.
