by Kyle K. Mann Gonzo Today Publisher and Contributing Editor I turned three quarters of a century in August ‘26, which seems worthy of commentary. It’s been a goodly number of months since I’ve troubled to publish my thoughts. An interval during which I’ve been involved in musical pursuits and […]
Pete Carroll and the 2025 Las Vegas Raiders are perfect for each other. Neither have an ounce of integrity. The guy who had the Grantland Rice award rescinded out from under him, is now coaching the team that abandoned their Oakland fans not once but twice. Rescinded! Abandoned twice! Both disgraces are never going to be equaled in my lifetime.
3:00 PM Pacific time, November 5, 2024 – Polls have just closed in the first Eastern USA states. Here we go.
Gabbard became an instant hero of mine in the presidential debates of 2020 when she single-handedly took out Kamala Harris on the debate stage by pointing to the ugly fact that Harris, as a D.A. in San Francisco, was responsible for putting a lot of people involved with pot behind bars, and then Harris laughed when sometime later after the debate Harris was asked if she ever smoked pot.
There’s a theory that alien beings “harvest” human bad vibes by psychic means. They literally feed off our distress and negative energy, the theory goes. If true, they are doing a mighty good job making us all crazy. The old bumper sticker “Ignore alien orders” applies here.
So let’s eat, drink and be merry. But don’t come to me seeking my participation in the vote this fall. I will spend my remaining lifetime not voting for the lesser of two weasels.
All are healthy, rested and hungry. It’s been 30 years since the Niners were the champs. They are due. And even Taylor Swift and all her fans can’t stop the Niners now.
Or as John Lennon said: “Our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. I think we’re being run by maniacs for maniacal ends and I think I’m liable to be put away as insane for expressing that. That’s what’s insane about it.”
I’m angry and sickened that 60 years later that I feel compelled to write this article for Gonzo Today. I’d rather be doing almost anything else. But if I don’t do this, I’ll hate myself tomorrow.
The trip to Vegas was boring. Well, mostly. I was alone, hot (I hate airco and seldom use it) and grumpy, if simultaneously mildly amused. I was driving to Vegas to bet a grand on the San Francisco 49ers to win the Super Bowl.
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