You believe this shit? Check these lame falsehoods out. Uh, toke some herb first. You’re gonna be glad you did.
It was a lock. A sure bet that the heavily favored Ravens would beat the Titans.
That’s not what happened.
They never had the lead in a game where it looked suspiciously as if they were not trying to do anything but lose. This is why I never bet on professional or collegiate sports.
First, we’ve known for years that college sports are loaded with cheaters, betting and fixes. Mostly basketball.
But major league sports, I’ve seen proof with my own eyes for decades. Once, in a Monday night game against the New York Jets, the great Dan Marino had recently had some harsh words for several teammates. I watched as passes were dropped, missed, the WR ran an opposite route on a timed throw, and it got so obvious that I wondered if the league would investigate. Of course if they did, it was never made public. The whole league’s corrupt.
I’ve seen tackles missed honestly and deliberately. I’ve seen quarterbacks in ridiculous situations throw a pick-6 when he was looking right at a defender just standing there.
I don’t believe the Ravens lost that game by any honest means. I think players found influence in Vegas. For some financial compensation, key players tanked that game and Vegas won big.
Don’t be surprised if this leaks. Vegas has corrupted every fucking sport there is. Don’t think people are honest, noble or free of temptation when big bucks can be had. This corrupt country isn’t above anything anymore.
Someone – ah hell, I don’t remember who it was. Don’t much care. He said to the Evangelical right, continue to embrace Trump, it’ll be the end of you. He meant this as a warning. Or a prophecy, I don’t much care for it either way. I don’t much care for Evangelical right-wing morons anyway. If they end, good riddance.
But they won’t end.
These people are not Christians. They’re not. Because if they were, they would talk and walk like Jesus. These people don’t even bother to talk the talk. They love Trump. They’re absolutely fine with his being a liar despite Jesus having called Satan the father of all lies. They’re fine with racist practices by Trump’s administration including taking children from their families. And most of the children aren’t accounted for. No one in the government wants to talk about it. Jesus said he loved children and would see those who hurt them punished.
They’re fine with Trump’s bellicose acts toward other countries. He sows international scorn and discord which threatens world peace. Jesus said to his Apostles that in the end, nations would rise against nations, kingdoms against kingdoms. If World War Two was bad, imagine where Trump is leading us with his ignorance and arrogance. Can one man cause such trouble? He already has a head start, and he won’t stop.
Jesus said to give to the poor quietly and anonymously. Evangelical right-wing cabals back a man who wishes to outlaw all help to the poor, killing even more than those already dying in the streets from exposure, violence and sickness. He would strip every dollar from social security, Medicare, Medicaid and free employers from all laws binding them to fair treatment of their employees. Including providing insurance packages they promise, or agree to in contracts. Trump sees all men as beneath him. He will never care how many die on his watch or after. Evangelicals are fine with mass death.
Trump is loud and boastful. Lies and blasphemy come from his mouth. He pronounces himself superior. The ultimate human specimen. Jesus pronounced woes on loud boastful men.
Evangelicals don’t care about values, because to hold up their values, they must first abandon all values.
I refuse to put words in God’s mouth. But even a quick read about Jesus is more than enough to decide for yourself where God stands right now. He’s forgiving. It’s never too late to start walking the walk. Evangelicals miss this fact despite it being the entire reason evangelism exists.
I find that sad. But more, I also find it to be an outrage.
I’m from the south. Both parents were from the south. Truly I am the son of a hundred thousand fathers, every last mother’s son of them a demon. And I find their practices an abomination according to scripture. I know they attended church on Sundays but afterward fucked and beat and raped slaves. Three fifths of a human being. I’m easily outraged by the past.
But I see a future far worse if we continue to sit by and watch our government being given to evil which is embodied by liars and fakers who call themselves “Christian”. They are many things, but Christians, no. They are not. They know nothing of love. Kindness. Holiness. They can’t even try for those things. They’re not good people. They’re thieves, liars, rapists and murderers. They worship the being they claim to be against.
Yet they bankroll men who run for office who blatantly espouse evil, and the prediction that they will end if they continue to back Trump is not going to prove true. They will thrive. They are a cult. The biggest cult since Nazi Germany and Heinrich Himmler’s search for Satan.
There’s no way to make them go away. You have to vote their leaders and their servants out of office and keep them out. Fear the evil that they do. Fear the evil that they aspire to. Fear these people, and act for the good of all. When the right has finished its takeover, no one, not even those who back them, will be spared. They will wade through you all, plucking anyone they see as a threat from your ranks, and kill them. It will be madness, and no free press will exist to tell you what’s happening.
Jesus was tested by the priests and Pharisees. They once asked if Jews should pay taxes, thinking that no matter what he said, his answer would be enough to justify his arrest.
If he advocated for taxation by Romans, surely the people would turn on him. If he did not, they could go to the Roman prefect and rat on him.
His answer was to ask for a denarius, a Roman coin. “Whose image is here,” he asked them.
“Caesar’s”, came the answer.
“Therefore, render unto Caesar that which is Caesar’s, and render unto God that which is God’s.”
You need to find out what that means. If you see the need for our Constitutional provision for seperation of church and state, you’ll know. Jesus knew one could not exist within the other. So did our country’s founders.
Trump embraces the Christian right. It is not because he is Christian. It is not because he embraces freedom of religion. It is because he gets support from Christian extremists despite his loathing for all religions.
In the end, nothing will matter. Nothing. That’s when he disappears from the scene and creates a vacuum. That’s when someone far worse than Trump enters the flow of world history. Perhaps the final act before the curtain falls.
Yeah. I know. Not me, not the guy who gets outraged over gun crimes and the horrible way this country is treating people.
But it’s true.
After being rejected by a woman I really didn’t like that much in the first place (“I couldn’t date anyone who didn’t have a doctorate” she said), I got good and pissed. I was drinking hard at the time, Absolut vodka and my favorite beverage ever, cognac. I couldn’t afford much, so I was limited to half pints after work. I lived a mile away and always threw the empty bottle on the dewey nighttime lawn before I went inside.
As it wrapped its comforting tentacles around and into my brain, the euphoria and the easing of all my worries battled with extreme anger and worry that my future was looking very dark. And of course the witch who probably couldn’t even spell “PhD” was merely a snobby goat who should never have gotten under my skin.
But anger and insult and alcohol. What a mix that shit is.
I boosted a car. Ran the snot out if it. Ran over pedestrians. Hit parked and moving cars. I only bailed when the engine caught fire.
But what a high that was! Tunes from some 80s station blared New Wave and weird stuff that I’d long since forgotten.
And there was no denying, it was fun. I laughed maniacally hearing people scraping the chassis of the car.
Then I got a hold of a pistol. Well. And a club. And between the two of them, I started some real shit. I’d kill people for nothing. Just being where they were when I came along. I’d steal or highjack cars, throw the drivers to the ground and take off.
It would be little time, of course, before the police began to find and chase me.
By then I was already highly skilled and always lost the cruisers and pursuit cars.
Someone else, besides the police, took notice. Offered work. Killing people, pulling heists.
The coppers started sending armed choppers after me. There was no turning back. If I stopped, I would die.
That pissed me off even more because you know, rejection by a snob who probably didn’t even use toilet paper, plus a drinking habit that was so bottomless that anything would do. From Jack Daniels to Captain Morgan spiced rum, anything would do.
I got into trouble one night. The shakes got so bad I couldn’t think of anything else. A friend brought me a fifth of rum. It wasn’t even out of the bag before I had it open and a third of it gone.
Nothing happened. I thought, Okay. Wait for it.
Twenty minutes later still nothing. Half the bottle was empty before I began to feel the tentacular penetration of my sick mind.
Somehow I managed to get an Army uniform. Stole an Apache helicopter. Blew up the airport and so many people that I managed to become the most prolific mass killer in American history.
I was never caught.
Of course, you know, except for the liquor and the rejection, the rest is not true. I’ve never stolen a car. Never shot anyone. Never used a scoped rifle to shoot someone’s head off. Can’t fly.
Because that part was all in a video game: “Grand Theft Auto: Vice City”, and it never motivated me to go forth and kill anyone. But at a time when I needed distraction, I had therapy with a PlayStation 2. I don’t like guns. I don’t drive anymore. And I don’t want to kill anyone. But…
Every time a mass shooting by anyone who’s younger than 30 happens, video games and mental illness get thrown around by people who have no clue what they are talking about. Suddenly experts come out of the shadows like roaches from the woodwork, and they know every fucking thing there is to know about gun crimes and a definite connection to violent videogames.
What a crock of shit.
There’s no connection. There never was. When Grand Theft Auto 3 was released, everyone from outraged parents to reactionary Christian groups warned us that it would be the end of us all. A total breakdown of morality. A disregard for life caused by the lowering of sensitivity. Well you should know that every time in history that something Christians didn’t like–every innovation–like the camera, which of course was used for porn at the earliest possible moment, they shouted from the rooftops, “Repent, the end is nigh!”
Archaeology isn’t immune. An unknown number of frescoes and paintings, tapestries and other art that depicted nudity or sexual acts have been defaced and lost to history. Books have been burned. Now, even videogames.
When are we going to get over ourselves? CoverGirl has a new mascara out called “Exhibitionist”, which is pretty funny, really. Just wait until Christian groups pass out emails with petitions to CoverGirl to change the name. It’s going to be hilarious.
Societies have always faced existential threats, and some are gone forever. We know little except that some breakdown occured. Our theories include lack of water because of river course changes, crop failure and warfare as well as disease.
None of these lost civilizations are thought to have been doomed by leisure activity.
Mass shooters generally don’t play videogames, and those who have are not inspired by them. Mass murder goes way deeper than an interactive cartoon.
Racing games have little to do with actual street racing, which has been around since way before games came out. First person shooter games can’t teach you how to shoot. And MMORPGs don’t influence people to go on quests to fight dragons.
Sure, civility and respect are often forgotten on the headsets, and I’m upset about it but it hasn’t caused mass destruction in a school. There was one dreadful incident where a guy lost a game in a tournament, came back in shooting. I forget the details. But it’s not a typical reaction and the kid was obviously off balance and shouldn’t have ever been near a gun. In fact school shootings and youth shootings as a rule are always done by young people who either got access to a parent’s gun or in some other fashion obtained a firearm illegally. Eric Harris and Dylan Klebold should never have been able to get their hands on anything more than BB guns yet they set the bar for grotesque murderous fury unleashed in school. They did play videogames, even wrote code for a crude shooter game which took place in a school. Being kids, I’d feel sorry for them, because they paired up with obviously serious mental health issues, and mental illness is a fucking lonely place, I assure you. But the Columbine Massacre should never have happened and I fear those boys are in a darker and more terrible place now than they ever knew in life.
But how was anyone supposed to stop them? Warning signs were there. But you can’t arrest someone unless they’ve done a crime. After Columbine, sure, if a kid made a threat he was–
Wait a minute.
This is bullshit. Are we psychics who can clearly see every future event? Fuck, no, we’re not. And parents bear the brunt of responsibility and guilt for missing signs and not fucking doing enough, but in the end, all they can do is what we all do: sit by the TV and wait for the news to report the next massacre.
Meanwhile we watch movies like “Deadpool” and “John Wick” or even piss-hard-shitty teen movies like “Cruel Intentions” and eat popcorn by the bucket. What is the fucking difference? Movies are, like videogames, rated. You would not want to take a four-year-old to see a film rated for mature audiences. Same with a video game, right? Doesn’t it happen anyway, though? I mean, haven’t you or someone you know ever bought a violent movie or game for a kid not of the age recommended on the box? How’d that work out? The kid go and get the illegal Ingram submachine gun off the top shelf of your closet and go kill 15 classmates at school?
I thought not.
Because life is not that fucking stupid and simple. Every human being is different. At times too different. At other times, practically the same. We cannot be labeled in small groups or even by race. That’s called bigotry. It’s judging more than one by your opinions and perceptions of one individual or a few. And that’s a far bigger issue than mental illness.
Or is it? Don’t you think, don’t you see, as I do, that white nationalist groups are finally getting the attention they’ve craved, don’t you see that they are being catered to by the president, who knows he needs their votes? One day he denounces them. The next day he’s saying some bizarre shit they eat up. If he has any idea how dangerous they are, he won’t linger on the subject. Instead he has whipped them up and given them power. He’s actually directed his audience to violence. Hillary Clinton was doomed from the start and we didn’t see it. We underestimated the forces of bigotry and evil.
Well don’t we do that with everything? In 1941–before that, actually–our government knew that Imperial Japan was fucking with us as they expanded their empire. We ultimately underestimated them and vowed that it would never happen again. But no matter how much intelligence is gathered, we miss warning signs consistently. Because not everything can be accounted for. Not everything can be seen coming. We had high confidence that a terrorist attack was imminent prior to September 11, 2001. And sure. Men who should have been caught at the gate were breezed on through. But who in the whole country knew what was really about to happen? Come on. Conspiracy theories still abound to this day, and I’m sorry, but it’s all bullshit. If we’d known, it wouldn’t have happened.
You look at the warning signs. Sometimes you see them for what they are. Sometimes you don’t. Of all the things that fall under the rule, the absolute rule, of Chaos Theory, human behavior is at the very top. Bigotry broke the fucking walls after 9/11. Bodega owners were dragged into the streets and beaten. Vandalism and terrorism sent a lot of people back to the countries of their roots. And I’m here to tell you, Muslims were enraged and heartbroken on September 11, 2001. They helped people escape the smoke, gave them water, anything. They’ve been huge donors to relief actions and they are us. Citizens of the United States of America, many born here, some families for generations have called this land home. But look at Donald Trump. Hates every Muslim on Earth. Tried like hell to close airports to their arrival, even citizens. What the hell…
While courts have knocked his dick in the dirt and continue to do so, he focuses more power, more money and more attention to bigoted programs and policies. Hate is the fuel that powers his presidency. He warns about things that won’t happen. Scares people who otherwise would hate him into endorsing shit like putting kids in cages and cells without access to toilets and soap. We know this is so because the government argued in court, twice, that it should not and is not compelled by law to provide children with such luxuries.
What a fucking mess, and people don’t care.
Posturing with Putin may be nothing more than a show. But I’d wager Putin sees it otherwise.
And meanwhile mass shootings continue. We think we’re smart enought to analyze Trump and his shitty inhumane policies, but we know jack shit. Because we think video games kill people. We can see beneath the clouds of Jupiter, but we can’t see human behavior does not often hinge on one factor, one character trait, one experience.
Trump brought up mental illness a couple of times. My fear is that the government will detain anyone with a diagnosis, especially those who disagree with his politics. This happened before mental health care reform.
Mental illness does not automatically make someone a potential mass murderer. You work with people who have it and you’ll never guess who they are. They’re achievers. Hard workers. Critical thinkers. Innovators.
Until we decide to take this problem seriously and talk real gun control reform, just keep watching the news. For the next time.
I know people like Alex Jones like to believe Sandy Hook was faked. I hope you don’t believe nutters like him. Because it happened. And if it happens again, it’s on us. All of us.
I’ve heard it all. At least, I have now. A Lee County, North Carolina deputy has been fired for refusing to train a female, which he says would be sinful, as it would appear that he spent too much time with a woman not his wife.
I get it. Religious freedom is a good thing. I’m a Christian, I express views, but I refuse to preach because I am singularly unqualified to do so. There is much I remain confused about, and besides, others don’t need me to do that. Most people know the story of Christ, and it’s up to them whether they believe or don’t believe. It’s up to them whether they are Islamic, Bhuddist, Shinto, or Judaists. I for one believe God knew what he was doing when he gave us the freedom of choice, and besides, who am I to say otherwise? While we’re watching an increasingly hatefull stream of rhetoric come from the White House, it is critical that assholes like myself remember that not all Republicans like or agree with Donald Trump. Not all Republicans are evil, nor are all Muslims, or Christians, no matter what the press pushes on us about generalized groups of civilians. We have been divided and it will get worse. Democrats demonize all Republicans, Christians demonize all Muslims, and on it goes.
Hey, I get it. I really do. Personal feelings always get in the way, inflexible beliefs and especially fears threaten lives, and we’re waist deep in the Big Muddy, you dig?
But this – this I cannot understand. This is a case of insubordination on the job based on something so sexist that it makes me want to puke. The Reverend Billy Graham was well respected and beloved by scores of people. Some of his writings and sermons are still worthy of consuming. But nowhere in the Gospels did I read where Jesus warned his Apostles never to spend time alone with a woman when it became necessary to help them. It’s not there. And Christ’s New Covenant made some of the Torah laws obsolete. Those…were fairly harsh, if you ask me. I find it hard to believe that God decreed certain things contained in the Pentateuch. Kill a fellow man because he accidentally caught a glimpse of a sister in a wardrobe malfunction? Kill the sister, too? No. I’m not going for it.
Here we have a case of what I call a consequence of “rape culture” because what’s really going on here? Is this truly a big religous deal? Or does this man, like so many others, not trust himself around a woman, because working closely with her will cause him to get weak and be tempted to try to seduce her? Because the Billy Graham Rule doesn’t make any sense. And the fact that Vice President Mike Pence, whose own sexuality remains suspect, practices this rule does not impress me at all. He claims to have been converted from the edge of homosexuality. Now he goes almost nowhere without his wife. Sounds like a confused and possibly predacious jerkoff to me. Impeachers want Trump out. I ask if we would really be better off with Pence. Both men are nutters and both predators or past predators at least in suspicious situations.
Sorry. That deputy needed to be fired, and his former employers have every right to forward his reason for being let go to prospective employers. That is not illegal; it is how businesses have always been. It doesn’t consitute discrimination. Any law officer refusing to perform his or her duty under reasonable conditions cannot be trusted in emergency situations. Suppose he wound up on a call where a woman was alone, and her boyfriend had just beaten the shit out of her and left to go get a couple more drafts at the corner bar? Is he afraid that people will accuse him of rape or seduction of the victim?
Bullshit. Get real, people. He deserves nothing and should get nothing. Insubordination for any reason is grounds for dismissal from any job. If you don’t like it, stay home and lie about job prospects and collect unemployment, or hang out at the corner drug store panhandling. I don’t much care which.