Sunday, January 3, 2016

Don't insult THE QUEEN OF AMERICA

Aw, some people think it's funny that an Olympic athlete has become a delusional drag queen, mincing around thinking he's a thing of beauty.

SOME people think it's hilarious that a hen-pecked mental case, divorced from his third wife, has made wearing frocks a political issue more important than climate change or ISIS.

And isn't it pretty ridiculous that this failure as a husband and father raised two sluts who are up to their twats in niggas? That they are already distorting their lips and butts to be more nigga-like to please their niggas?

Aw, BROOOOSE was the subject of a mocking float at the "Mummers Parade," the annual post-New Years "let's try and still be idiots" event in Filthadelphia.

So, somebody marching in a parade switches from Olympic drag to Caitlyn drag.

All seriousness aside, here's the kicker.

If this guy did this at a GAY PRIDE PARADE, everyone would be cheering.

Some fag shucks his macho sports shorts, and puts on a dress, and everyone at the parade would be screeching "You go girl!" and "Here and queer!"

Sing, Mr. Costello:

"Bruce thought he was the Queen of America, where they treat Kim Kardashian like vintage wine. Now I try hard not to become hysterical, but Caitlyn doesn't even have a fake vagine..."

"Game Of Toilets" Stopped Up! Piracy-Ignoring George R.R. Martin misses deadline

Oh, the year has started off badly for house-bound male virgins.

George R.R. Martin missed his deadline and HBO might have to delay filming the latest "Game of Toilets" crap.

Everyone's howling over books and an HBO series that NOBODY will care about in ten years. Or less.

Anyone still care about The Sopranos? Anyone still talking about Sex in the City? Is there a charity shop on the planet that can sell an old novel by Jackie Collins or James Patterson?

"Game of Thrones" junk will be sitting around as unloved and inert as Martin's fan base. Consider that even Jerk Growling's Harry Potty books are becoming an eyesore. Anyone interested in Flash Gordon or Edgar Rice Burroughs' series of Mars sci-fi books?

While he IS too fat to go down the chute, George R.R. Martin IS disposable and his books will not interest the next generation of Blacks, Chinese, Mexicans and Muslims, who will be dominating the planet.

Georgy Gob didn't sit on his throne and hack out more garbage because he's way too busy waving to fans, going into bookstores and being lauded as a BIG author, and of course, being on Twatter telling everyone how much fun he's having.

PS, this guy is also contributing to the death of the publishing world by not stopping piracy on eBay. Ebay piracy is easy to stop. It's not like begging the Swedes of Pirate Bay to take down something (and getting scorn and nose-thumbing in return).

Here's a seller who signed up in Romania but claims to be in Oregon, who is making money every week on Georgy. This has been going on for months. The seller says "I own copyright" and eBay says "Gee, maybe he's George Roly Roly Martin sneaking an extra 20 or 30 pounds a week for himself on the sly. He does seem to weigh 20 or 30 pounds more every time you see him."

All George (or his agent, or an intern) has to do is say "Hey Ebay, I'm stating under penalty of perjury, this fuckhead does NOT own copyright" and the auction ends. Lazy Mr. Fuckhead is too busy on Twatter, and too busy sitting on his throne and shitting.

The last lines of this ad, which the SELLER has printed in RED, are absolutely outrageous.

This creep is actually giving a caveat to EBAY saying, in essence, "I know this looks like a bootleg, so I'm telling you NO. And that should be good enough." And it is!

And this seller is doing it to four other authors, too. "I own copyright." And the extra lie, that this shit is being sent, what, by postal mail? No, as eBay could easily see, this seller sends a PM with the download code. EASY MONEY.

This is Ebay at its finest. If this seller wrote: "I'm selling my smelly knickers, but they will be cleaned before mailing," the auction would end. If the seller wrote, "Ebay, stop removing my auctions, it is legal to send smelly knickers through the mail," the auction would STILL end.

But say "I own copyright" and the Fascists of San Jose say "Ha ha ho ho hee hee, we take a percentage! Let the fat lazy writer or the $200 an hour corporate lawyer tell us different!"

Give a positive to this crapload maggot for the "hard work" of copying off Kickass files and putting up an ad that eBay won't question and George Repulsively Rotund Martin won't stop.

Saturday, January 2, 2016

Saluting Blackpool's Original Psychic: Madame Pendulous Negro

Here's a nostalgic photo for you.

Just after World War II, when Rommel was banished from Africa, a "psychic" native made her way to England. She recalled, "I came to a seaside resort town. I mis-heard the name. I thought it was Black Poo. Shit, there weren't any blacks there at all. I set up a booth and began to predict stuff. Gullible white people think blacks have special voodoo, you know. Actually, I had special doodoo, and so I created my own "black poo."

Back in 1945 she began to make startling predictions:

"One day Grimsby will be a smelly, depressed town full of smelly, depressed people."

"A pervert will sing "Tie Me Kangaroo Down Sport," and then fondle under-aged girls."

"Somehow, the phrase "Honor Blackman" will have nothing to do with civil rights, but a white woman with huge knockers."

"People will come up to Ronnie Barker and call him Ronnie Corbett, and vice versa."

"People will be famous simply by being overweight poofters, wearing too-tight t-shirts and raving about boy bands, and by showing off tiny cupcake tits in "Carry On" movies."

"A group called Boko Haram will have one hit record and then kill people by being boring."

"Music will advance to the point where they dispense with melody and simply yell stuff."

"A Prime Minister will be accused of fucking a pig's mouth. More disgusting, young women will have sex with Rupert Murdoch, a pig's ass."

"John Lennon and Paul McCartney will both write anthems in support of Ireland, and both will be God-awful."

"Paul McCartney will not marry Jane Asher because he will be caught in bed with a Jewish girl, Francie Schwartz. Paul's brides will be Jewish, Crazy, and Jewish. In that order."

"The phenomenon of celibate gays will include Kenneth Williams, Morrissey, and Graham Norton, the latter not by his own choice."

And most astonishing...

Like, it's SOOOOO true, It's only WORDS, yo

One of the sure ways of getting traffic to your website is to run shit like "Which words do you hate?"

Like Rolling Stone with their awful "50 Best Guitarists" and "50 Best Songwriter" lists, this shit is hard to resist looking at. Unfortunately, THIS list misses quite a few irritating words and phrases.

It would've been AWESOME if it included AMAZING.

And how many BELIEBERS would've been upset to have that word on the list, yo?

How about NIGGA?

Aren't we ALL sick of niggas yapping NIGGA NIGGA NIGGA all the time? It's nigger, you jigaboo morons. If you insist on degrading yourselves, don't be faggots about it, yo. Use THE word. It's NIGGER.

Yo, take a SELFIE, Nigger, and get on the list.

Aren't we also sick of "KARDASHIAN" and "JENNER?"

No, the article had to show that fucking fat-ass media whore Kim, in mentioning that "break the Internet" has become a cliche. Not as much as CLICHE KUNTYE and his fucking YEEZUS YEEZUS YEEZUS hiccuping.

I could live without any fucking reference to TRANSGENDER. I don't like smirky remarks about what's "politically incorrect." How about "paradigm" when we "reference" how to steal music and movies?

I also hate the word UNDERPINNING. Almost as much as UPTICK.

But I also know that as soon as I get worked up about something, and tell somebody how pissed off I am, I get the catch-phrase of the sarcastic asshole: "Now tell me how you really feel."

Another cheap Dutch Douche who won't stop

He's used two aliases to sell his porn DVD garbage. He's been stopped five or six times.

Ebay, of course, gives him every chance. And after laying low for a few months, the Dutch Douche has started sneaking his crap yet again:

Suspension? It would bother this creep about as much as not having toilet paper in his windmill. He'd just get another identity. It's not that easy (he might have to go get a new bank account or use a friend's address and phone number) but for someone desperate to sell penny-ante stolen porn for $8, why not?

Yeah, this asshole apparently snuck into a porn store, and with his "thieving hans," opened a bunch of DVD cases and swiped the DVDs out. All he sells are the discs.

While there are a few other minority groups that get accused of being cheap, NOBODY ON THE PLANET is as CHEAP AS A DUTCHMAN.

Oh, Kunty Kanye DOES have his black roots influenced by John Lennon

The horrible New Year's Eve was made worse by Kuntye the Yeehah Yeezy anus-lipped asshole's "Drop" of a new "song."

Jesus Yeezy threw it all over social media, so niggas don't need to buy it. It's on Soundcloud and GooTube. What a kind fellow this privileged mandrill is. He's got all the money in the world, gold plated toilets, makes $13 MILLION dollars just by pointing his gnarled fingers at a brand of sneaker, and...who'd buy his shitty "music" anyway?

Oh Yeezy Be Praised, a NEW "song." Everyone from Rolling Stone on down has reported this news with quivering awe and excitement.

I'll spare you another sullen gripe about the toilet-like state of the music industry. Or how rap music is so inanely simple, like shouting nursery rhymes in the Monkey House of the local zoo. You wanna know how in hell Kuntye could be influenced by John Lennon.

Bear with me, yo. And yo with me, bear?

After dinner in January 1st, we did not watch TV. I grabbed my burn of 26 of the best tracks on the "Past Masters" two-CD set (which left out the cover crap and songs sung in German, etc.) and popped it into that old-fashioned thing called a CD player. And we listened, in delight, to all those great Beatles tracks, with the innovative drums, the unusual special effects, the pioneering tempo changes, the witty lyrics.

There were even surprises, like noting how often in early Beatles music, they used the harmonica, which was a holdover from Larry Adler and Max Geldray, and not used in a Dylan way (as Dylan wasn't a force yet). There was also a memory jog. We didn't remember that "She's a Woman" is almost all verses. We kept waiting for the chorus, but it took a while to finally arrive, and when it did, it was like, less than 15 seconds!" Or would you call it a refrain? Either way, that song broke the mold of the traditional verse, chorus, verse, chorus, etc. It was almost all verse, and we didn't even notice this for over 40 fucking years.

Eventually, egomaniac Lennon's "Ballad of John and Yoko" came on. Aside from the pioneering shout of "CHRIST," which challenged radio stations of the day, the fucking thing was just a piece of self-indulgence.

John's excuse? He likes to write about himself. "Yoko and me. That's reality." For every "Imagine," there was something far less adorable, like "How Do You Sleep at Night?" And it only got worse, really. But wasn't "Ballad of John and Yoko" the beginning?

Fans happily bought a self-referencing song because they cared more about their idol than their own lives. And now? From Eminem to the great Yeezy Kuntye and back, the new "art form" is almost ALL about some rap-moron's bragging, and childish dissing of rival celebutards.

When you consider how the world screamed over anything Lennon did, and even wanted to buy a square inch of a pillow case he may have slept on, you can see how an artist could get corrupted. Kuntye (and Eminem and others) are the same. They see people going nuts over anything they do, so the lyrics that come naturally are self-indulgent.

The only difference between Kuntye's "Facts" and "The Ballad of John and Yoko" is a) the latter actually has a melody, and b) the former makes clumsy non-rhymes kewl.

Lennon wouldn't rhyme "Rodeo" and "hotel" or "luxury" and "mustard" or "Cosby" and "Harvey."

Along with invoking the sacred name of Lennon, should I add Ochs? Is it possible that Kuntye is simply exercising the same right to fill a song with references in the news as Mr. "All The News That's Fit To Sing?"

Yeah, that's another stretch even wider than Kim Kuntrashian's Kunt. But it's there.

"Facts" is just a stupid slice of this egomaniac's moronic life, peppered with some news. Not important news like ISIS or civil rights, but shit like his fight over which sneaker company to endorse. Oooh, there's that mighty slam that Bill Cosby doesn't know the names of bimbos, any more than Steve Harvey (who fucked up while announcing the winner and runner-up of a beauty contest he mc'd).

O Kuntye, surely you will have someone hack your words into STONE and put them on a mountain top:

A blogger friend has noted that lyrics are not as important as the music/vocals. Lemme assure you that, as with every rap "song," the music is almost non-existent, and the vocals are just the usual brain-numbing bellow.

Should I praise rap for being driven by words? That rap in a weird way encourages niggas to appreciate playing with words? Uhhh, fuck no.

The other night, we listened to 26 Beatles songs in a row, and each one was different, restlessly innovative, and remarkably current. You couldn't say that about the shit the Dave Clark Five did, or Herman's Hermits or almost anyone else at the time. The Rolling Stones didn't exactly experiment with anything more than basic hard-rock song or ballad, except on the ill-fated "Satanic Majesties" album, which hardly broke any new ground in terms of production.

There's been almost no progress in rap in 20 years. Ironically, from my admittedly less-than-scholarly listening to this shit, I give Kuntye credit for just about the ONLY advancement. On his "Sierra Leone" joint (ooh, am I not hip?) he actually sang a bit, instead of rapping. He may have pioneered the notion that simply bellowing was getting BORING. He also sampled Shirley Bassey for some ironic effect. It showed a modicum of imagination.

Too bad nothing this idiot's done, or Eminem on the bleached side, will EVER matter. The best of these guys doesn't rank with the worst of The Beatles. Not even "Ballad of John and Yoko."

....And a Muzzie New Year!

P.F. Sloan/Barry McGuire. "You may leave here for four days in space, but when you return it's the same old place."

These guys were expecting miracles in four days? That's like expecting a miracle in the New Year, and that people will stop being selfish killjoy psychopaths.

Over here, literally one minute after the ball drop in Times Square, it was a stomach drop...nothing but stress and mental cruelty. And around the world? Well, I guess the BIG deal was that all the screaming headlines about terrorist attacks didn't amount to much.

In this Muzzie-dominated world, all anyone could think of was whether there would be explosions in Berlin or Paris again or some other place. Remember, pre 9/11, when New Year didn't mean worrying about MUSLIMS? Now, any holiday, especially New Year's Eve, is dominated by "What are MUSLIMS gonna do to us next?"

IF I'M BEING HONEST, and I wish the rest of the world would be, on New Year's Eve and Christmas and even Halloween, the prevailing emotion is FEAR. It's FEAR of what MUSLIMS will do. The fear is not about MUSLIMS flying a plane from Syria to journey thousands of miles and destroy another country's landmark. It's about MUSLIMS who are already IN the country, as tourists, as immigrants, or as ungrateful and spoiled children of immigrants doing the damage.

"But that's better left unsaid."

The only unusual event on New Year's Eve was the fire in a Dubai skyscraper. ISIS hasn't claimed responsibility. It appears to not be terrorist-related. While that's good news, the bad news is that most news reports concentrated on a MUSLIM idiot taking a SELFIE in front of the blaze.

Yeah, Millennials, even Muslim millennials, like their selfies.

The other big headlines as the New Year begins? Oh, another Muslim coward taking out a machine gun and spraying bullets at unarmed Jews sitting in a shop in Israel. Only two were killed.

And in Saudi Arabia, our Muslim pals are on a spree of beheading people. They also ended the year by executing dozens and dozens of Shit-heads. Or Sunny-side-ups. I forget which. Whoever is the minority in Saudi Arabia got killed, and I somehow doubt it will improve matters anywhere.

In America, the big news was ALSO about MUSLIMS.

It just wasn't a violent story, for a change. It was that some ugly Somali Muslims walked off the job, demanding unemployment, because they weren't allowed to pray any time they wanted. What a surprise. Muslims come into a country, and decide, "You better follow OUR religion and do things OUR way."

If this was a bunch of Orthodox Jews, no. No headline because this kind of whining wouldn't have happened. Orthodox Jews (and Koreans, and Pakis and Indians and other minorities) create a clan. They stay together. They find work for each other. "You come to America, you work in my fruit store, you do a shift with my taxi, etc." ) They don't humiliate themselves by not being self-reliant.

The Orthodox Jews who migrated here at the start of the 20th Century without a penny, (because Russians or Germans or Poles were slaughtering anyone Jewish) were grateful to be alive and acted accordingly. They took off the Jew hats if they had to. They worked on a Saturday if they had to. They didn't demand special treatment because back then, there was no such thing. And if there was, it wouldn't have applied to Jews. So Jews didn't become "The Entitled People." Muslims have.

The difference is everyone knows if Muslims don't get their way, they take out machine guns and blow away dozens of people, not even caring if a few are fellow Muslims. Nah, we all go fuck goats in heaven and enjoy giant buckets of hummus.

How ridiculous religion is, especially ISLAM. Praying is the most important thing in your life? Not if you can get out your machine gun and blow away innocent people in San Bernardino, or take down the World Trade Center which was full of industrious people of all nations getting along. PS, if praying worked, why did you come to America instead of staying in your stinking Somalia? Shouldn't Allah answer your fucking prayers and let you stay in a country 100% Black, and not full of awful awful Christians and Jews and Atheists and Buddhists and Druids?

They walked off the job because they could get unemployment and be on the dole. Allah be praised. Prayers answered!