To Save America, We Must Kill God
There’s a killer at large, people. Hiding in plain sight but instead of sending in SWAT, we’re not only failing to make the case, but most of us are continuing to worship this murdering S.O.B.
There’s a killer at large, people. Hiding in plain sight but instead of sending in SWAT, we’re not only failing to make the case, but most of us are continuing to worship this murdering S.O.B.
by: Donnie Casto II Our fifth wedding anniversary as man and wife would’ve been in four days. Looking back, those shiny red warning flags were there all along. Reflection can be a funny byway of would’ve, could’ve, or should’ve beens. I know I can’t forgive or love the addict she […]
by: Donnie Casto II Sydney Sherwood is a New Jersey born singer/songwriter who might possibly be the voice of the post Covid generation. Her music and lyrics are eloquently heartbreaking and brutally honest. The story of a human being molded in a trial of fire who has managed to rise […]
…the Beach Boys legacy is now in Irving Azoff’s grimy hands. This is like your childhood sweetheart, the one you always loved, marrying the class bully, the guy who made your life a living hell.
by: Kidman J. Williams You don’t forget the people that make your skin crawl with a simple handshake. I met Rush Limbaugh back in 2010 while working for WLS Radio in Chicago. Unfortunately, I remember it like it was yesterday. He was boastful, loud, and his big round belly sloshed […]
Yeah the dead people are lining up out there. Does it matter what you did in life, when you are dead? In the lifespan of the multiverse, perhaps not, but we will find out, won’t we? All of us together, again in that moment before the latest Big Bang.
Whoever wins, we are screwed bigtime, and later this month I am leaving the USA for Costa Rica, to take another look at getting out of the Evil Empire for good.
I turn on the news radio. Trump is a point behind Biden in crucial Florida, but the conservative Panhandle has not been counted. Gonna be close, it looks like.
What an illustration of the Law of Unintended Consequences. Toss the dude out of your house and two years later he goes iconic, and four years after he becomes a superstar he dies and becomes legendary.
Television is like crack and heroin mixed together … especially during election season. And that brings us to the real reason for this scree; on election day america is going to get fucked … NO MATTER WHO WINS.
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