Priest yourself

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Overmuch.  A word used to describe the opposite of not so much.  I'm forcing myself to write today because it feels like pulling hairs when I try to make a point that isn't just flowing like crazy out of my head.  

Oh ok, yeah, yesterday... here we go.  Yesterday was a big news day.  Darrell Issa, Harry Reid, and Chris Christie and other possible villains and truly powerful people had to take a back seat to the world's worst threat to humanity... corrupt cops.  

That's right.  Chock full of fear and money, these Dark Knights were stomping all over the neighborhoods of Ferguson, Missouri two days ago.  But you have to ask yourself HOW they became that way right?  What caused this break from Paladinhood to a becoming a hand of evil.  

You might worry that Dark Knights are everywhere but no, they are VERY expensive and so only a few Dark Knights can ever really be afforded.  But are they worth every penny?  They can cast impressive and huge Fireballs/lies.  I used to wonder about that before I knew fireballs REALLY existed.  How does a warrior cast fireballs? It sounds stupid.  But after my experiences, all things come into understanding at old age.  You see a Paladin that has lost his light, that has been caught doing evil, loses his powers forever, but it's possible for a Paladin to be SO VENGEFUL, that a different society picks up on his need to be what he was and by paying him enough money, he becomes just as powerful as his fellow Paladins, except that he, instead of being fueled by goodwill and trust and a patriarchal nature and truth, is fueled by the need for MONEY.  

In his mind, the strongest survive, the one with the most wins, whoever can afford his fees, which by the way are astronomical now because after all everything he was, happy, trusted, merciful, mama's little man... all that crap is over.  And it's really all about being the best for him right?  He got the most out of his life... if you measure it in dollars and compare him to others.  He SACRIFICED himself in a way.  

Obviously, we are talking about an incredible evil... not a temporary one like passion play or fraud, things that play themselves out temporarily after revenge is achieved or after the heist is scored and safely stashed away.  No this is evil of EPIC proportions.  This is NECROMANCY.  People willing to do a JOB perpetually that siphons money and power from others.  Corrupt doctors might do this and if they do they are going to need corrupt cops.  And they are going to need them over and over again.  That's why when you read Dante's Poem he reserves the lowest plane of Hell for these people.  

Ok scared yet?  Well now is a good time to mention how these people are caused.  I watched an excellent show once but I forgot the name now.  A girl working in an office mercifully decides to sleep with her stodgy looking boss.  It was semi fun but she is SO good looking and her boss is SO nice and sweet that he pays her a bunch of money and she takes it.   Nothing wrong with that right?  I mean she wasn't doing it to get him off, she did it for herself, and if he doesn't want to see her again or if maybe he DOES, this might help her want to.   And sure enough she does.  

So the movie continues on.  She uses her money for good things and looks innocent enough.  Her office is bright with flowers and decoration, her boss is happy, she's happy.  So she starts to expand.  More people, more money, and all good feelings, what could happen?  Then one day an outsider hears about her.  Without this movie I would have NO IDEA this could happen, but he sets her up with a violent man.  Obviously it makes for a good reel right?  Woman getting violently handled, man smacking her around even though she has already agreed to have sex with him.  Why did this have to happen?  

Next day, all bruised and beaten, she goes back to work.  Everyone asks about it and here comes the part that will blow your mind...

she says nothing.  

It's the ole SWITCHEROO, you see? 

Since she can't talk about her illegal activity, now it's ok to do evil on her and she can't accuse anyone.  That's not the worst part.  The man who paid the other guy to rough her up, now wants to become her PIMP, to protect her from these STRANGE people that show up out of nowhere...

So sexy women that let their control slip out of the realm of legality INVITE evil to be done to them and what do you think happens next?  

"Burn through the bitches and slam down the switches and move to the ridges of my Dragula! " 

Yeah she becomes evil, now it's ok to steal their wallets, keep their secrets, call them to blackmail them, even sell their license plate information all because this EVIL showed up... out of nowhere.

And at the root of it all... money.  

That's why you have to watch it as an atheist.  Be VERY conscious of the void inside.  Noone is telling you good job if you don't have a priest.  If you want to be a good atheist, you have to BE the priest; you have to priest yourself. 

Alternately, you could visit a church and practice faith understanding that you share in the goodwill that these people have, even if you don't define it the same way.  Always you should remember that your void is filled but in your own way, with a need to grow society simply, without complication so that as few people as possible are victimized by evil.  

Again, evil is the need to attack others.  You only need to eat and maybe have sex so if you don't have work or if you see people without opportunity like say IMMIGRANTS or homeless people, you'd better steer clear.  Their need to eat can easily be manipulated or SWITCHEROO'd into a need to attack others... for money. That's why feeding the world is so important.  People can veg out in front of a $50 video game forever and not be a threat to the world but homeless people... illegal immigrants... that's scary.  Not really but philosophically.

Ok so way back there I was going to relate this to Dark Knights.  One evil act.  One evil act that someone can use as blackmail, is all it takes to ruin a Paladin.  It's not hard.  Once people know your string, ALL of them want to pull it.  It's like having a white zit on your nose and trying to talk to someone.  It won't be long before they mention it.   But you might REALLY REALLY LIKE your job yeah?  Well, I'm here to tell ya, it's not all that important.  And besides banishment usually serves you well as people from a new community usually don't know anything about someone that's not from there.  

But the day MIGHT COME right?   I just like this little whore found out... evil shows up someday.  That's why I don't talk about others and that's how you can tell someone is evil and bound to money, they ASK about others.  You should write this down, take my word, you don't wanna forget it...

people that ASK about others are bound to money.  They are agents WORKING for someone.   

Unless they are journalist, they get a pass.  They would NEVER sell their information, am I right?  They don't engage in underhanded DEALS with pimps and what have you, am I right?  Pffft.  

It's like I say often "50/50".  My mother doesn't believe me, as if ALL doctors have given their life to help others or ALL cops are risking their lives every day or ALL journalist are shining a light on evil... (pause) while accidentally coughing and interrupting Rachel during her show... am I right?  Pffft. 

50/50.  People are 50/50 and don't you forget it.  And the higher up they are the more TRUST they have attained but that doesn't mean a thing.  A crafty, a WITCHCRAFTY, person can build trust just like a House of Cards, despite having inside them, a minion of money.   

As you might guess you are probably wondering if I'm done.  Am I finished bashing the cops that drive around all day facing danger while I sit here typing cereal points for the sake of my own fame cuz I got a black girl I want to introduce ya to! 

Well, I don't want to discount the cops TOO much.  You might think oh some cops were careless and did evil and now the whole department is evil and the whole department needs to be replaced.  

No.  Good people work together.  Bad people look for others that don't like them and try to eliminate them.  People knowing their secret is like a FIRE that consumes them.  There will always be someone else that FINDS OUT their secret and the whole cycle of evil starts over and he becomes a creature of vengeance without realizing that his righteousness, to preserve the peace, is really like a pool boy in a leafy pool that's draining.  Eventually he's going to hit bottom and realize all of his efforts at removing leaves, was a waste.  

Umm, ok so I'm still trying to make the point about that whore.  You see, late last night in the final moments of Chris Hayes' interview with some black people, I was flummoxed to see people willing to come to the camera and be "mystical".  One girl was on the phone and had obviously wanted to tell her story and then changed her mind "cuz she was still on the phone".  

See that's the new symbol of "I work for a gang" now is someone looking at you purposefully, while talking on a phone.  

Later, another girl starts talking about HER people and how she is just happy that we all standing up for something (she doesn't even know what it is) and her girlfriends think this is a good time to start laughing and singing together and chanting.  I could have standed to see MORE of that.  It was truly scary.  It was like a horror movie.  Later I see, white officers unarmored, in regular clothes like 4 of them get out of their car while Chris films it all and the END of the WORLD flashes before my eyes as they are surrounded by like 60 black people... but it was nothing.  It was a person that "fell".  

You see this is how magic is done, with a a whole lot of homeless people working the strings, perpetrating accidents that COST society.  And the cops, you might call them cowards for being scared yeah?  Yeah right up until you see that little face talk about HER people.  There are witches there.  COPS might be confused and they might be liars but they are not evil.  They don't attack people first unless someone like these little witches PROVOKE them and then they are forced to respond.  

Do you see how that works?  Witches provoke the COPS, disappear, then cops respond(as good people do), and attack the wrong people in response.  

So my lesson for you is, be prejudiced, only for a moment, feel it then follow your instincts.  Be middle.  There is a REASON for everything.  And most especially, don't take others' word for things or for people, without trying to take a FULL SCAN of the situation.  Think like a lawyer.  People have their reasons.   COPS have their reasons.  

Does anyone think that black kid was that cop's informant?  First order of betrayal/assassination, betray the betrayers.  That kid probably had a bunch of secrets yeah?  Big people are most all the time drunk on themselves.  If they aren't drug dealers, they might work for them but always they command respect and that's useful, maybe to the COPS, maybe to a corrupt cop.  So yeah it's a little prejudiced but it might also be true right?  I have had a long life, I might know what I'm talking about. 

Well it's time to end this babble.  Do you really... want to know? (from the XFiles song)

ps. You guys are probably wondering if I have done this evil, this ONE act, arentcha? hahaha, you know that's one I haven't figured out, because I know ex-Paladins atoning themselves can laugh, and I know Paladins can laugh, but do Paladins +1 laugh?  What's a Paladin +1? Well, a cursed Paladin can atone and become his old self again.  A terribly cursed Paladin, a Paladin -1, that's much more rare.  But should he ever be sanctified, should he ever successfully atone his TERRIBLE curse, he becomes  a Paladin +1.  Don't you guys play FFXI?  Check Cursed Items in the Auction House.  It's there.  The TRUTH is out there. 

Angel's Camp

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I was just reading the short story of the Jumping Frog from Calaverous County.  It's a dandy tale.  It's the story of my life really.  It's short so if you haven't read it yet, take the requisite couple of hours to read the whole thing you won't be disappointed.  You're gonna have to read it several times anyways to fully enjoy it.  I'm about to give you my take on it and perhaps I have before but meh, I like writing. 

There's this one guy on twitter that says his newfound quest in life to try to start a sentence without using the word SO... I feel his pain.  

So the story starts out in the Angel's Camp where narrator is looking for a Reverend Leonidas Smiley.  But all he can find is an old hoot willing to talk about Jim Smiley who rambles on a story that if you are a 20 year old, you probably are happy you finished the story.  You probably feel like you just got finished watching Voltron or GForce or something simple like that.  But this is Mark Twain.  And reading Mark Twain is not for the simple-minded, but might be easy to understand nevertheless, as compared to Shakespeare I suppose.  

Mark Twain is America's Shakespeare.  It's not surprising to find that many things like Tina Fey's tribute includes a prize to comedians called the Mark Twain award.  America had to compete with Europe on a great many levels a while back because fact is, unrefined governments don't produce many geniuses because there's too much conflict.  It's too easy to stand in front of or make fun of the artist and try to grab people's attention for a brief moment just for the sake of having all that attention without having to work very hard.  

And if this happens too often, the artist might develop schisms, yes?  Can't cope with perceived hatred?  Perhaps become suicidal?   

Anyways, in the story it's surprising to me but not altogether unexpected that the story is an account that takes place in '49 or in the spring of 50.  There's something perfect or old about the number 50.  The story is sort of achieving perfection or awareness in way.  Of course everyone remembers having sex with Jennifer Aniston in the movie Along Came Polly, when Stiller blurts out our FIFTY, after he orgasms.  I think about that all the time.  And you know if I was going to think about that scene for the rest of my life like I know I am going to, I could have seen MORE of Jennifer, pfft.  I wonder if maybe we males were meant to squeeze out 50 pumps during sex?  

It's a mystery.  

Also, there's that word so again, also doesn't it seem strange that you are in a camp of angels when you start out the story? You see, as it pans out, and after you read the whole thing a couple of times, it turns out the old coot telling the story is BOTH the Rev and Jim.  It's a story or how a young man is a BETTING man and because he doesn't know any better and wants to learn he makes bets with anyone who'll take his bet.  

It's odd that he turns out to be named Leonidas right?  Because that was the name of the King of Sparta fighting Persia's thousands with only 300 men.  A good symbol for the "invincibles" today who are probably not just a little influenced by the movie.  But who does he turn into?  He turns into Jim.   Good old Jim.  I wonder if Captain Kirk's name was also chosen that way?  From scholarly James, to good ole Jim.  I know that the word Kirk is an Old English word for CHURCH.  And I don't put it past the writers' schenectady to coincidentally have the Shatner repeatedly coin the phrase...

Kirk to Enterprise. 

You see, that's what our country needs.  It's to put a little faith in the mission statements of our corporations.  To have the goal be goodwill and exploration, NOT money and NOT conflict with other organizations.  

And not coincidentally, I think both in Star Trek and in the story, you come to an old feller who's now named Jim.  A friendly sort.  Wise beyond his years.  Responsible for people's lives in a way.  An authority.  Warning the narrator, explaining to him, his lessons; because obviously he was referred there by someone who thought he needed to learn, and yet the narrator is oblivious to lessons.  An invincible. "A rambling old man", he thinks and finally ignores JIM, as he sets about trying to edify the narrator with a story about a cow... from Angel's Camp.

Angels watch over us all don't they?  

YOU BET they do. 

PS.  You know, I don't fault Obama for being the leader that he is.  There's a sort of zealotry that can only be stopped by a good laugh and there's no sense in that.  By that I mean if GW were still Prez, and if we were CRAVEN, he'd probably have already chuckled and NUKULAR'd off some desert people.  I used to think that the military looked down on Democrats and that they were all hungry for war and that maybe Obama, like Kennedy, had better watch out for his own leaders.  But look at them now.  Hospitals that can't afford to treat them.  Financial wizards willing to hang them up with debt for the rest of their life to treat their wounds.  And the rest of the world blithely going about their business wondering if we have a moral bone in our body that's doesn't have SOMETHING to do with money.  Yeah, we're in a different generation now.  It's nothing I would have expected 10 years ago despite all of my prophecizing.  But like most things, it's just a brick on the road and right now, that brick is stable.  In all earnestness, thanks Obama. 

Drugs and Police

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Drugs. 

If you have had depression you know that lacking for a good time, drugs fill the void nicely.  Be it Scotch Whisky, be it cigarettes, be it wine or beer, be it cocaine or prostitutes... they all fill the little space of I CAN'T with an I DID IT. 

But it's time to examine that theory, especially in light of the fact that Robin Williams committed suicide.  It's puzzling to me how police react in the face of death.  You can probably tell a LOT about a police department and its leader just by the way they report on death.  Do they tell everything in the hopes of having the public help them figure out what happened or do they keep it secret hoping to lull the perpetrator into staying nearby so they can catch him if something shows up they can pin on him?  

It's like I have said before about tanks.  A police dept is a tank.  It takes hits for the rest of the public and focuses attention on the enemy so that none of the surrounding enemies get brought into the fight.  Two types of tanks in FFXI, a paladin and a ninja.  People will say that a warrior is a tank too but everyone knows a warrior is a small-time tank, and if he faces huge opposition, he's going to need major healing and a shield which may solve your problem for a while but you can't efficiently run a police department with a bunch of warriors because they take too much damage.  Being the police is about damage control.  The courts and the news, THEY are your real damage dealers, never mind the prison system but at first, up front, your job as the police is to manage the damage output from said foe.  

A ninja police department uses blinks.  It is a DARK police department focused on evading hits and letting "blinks" take damage for you.  It is deeply rooted in magic and the elements.  It's a "chicken" police department, but it's effective.  By the time, the enemy has used up all of his energy, the media and the courts have made mince meat of that person's reputation and all that's left after that is to feed him to the crows because noone will come to that person's defense at that point.  And that's what it's all about, finding out what PEOPLE... will let you get away with.  That's how they do things in hell.  Blinks and evasion.  Fireballs/lies and poison/surveillance.  

You can run throngs of people through a system like that and you can be sure of ONE thing, the criminal is not going to be rehabilitated, he or she is going to have been through the wringer, tagged, marked, and then thrown back missing a wing in case he ever wants to fly.  The job there is to create an us/them narrative where they tell their families what a great job they are doing and slowly the congregations at the town halls appear to be more "white" for some reason.  

Hahahaha, hello Hitler, where you been all my life? 

The paladin is a different sort of tank.  For one thing, he tells the truth.  I know it's hard to tell the truth all of the time but tell me this "have you tried NOT being a mutant?"  Oh by the way for some reason the XMEN are becoming less popular and I can't figure out why, too much.  A paladin uses light/truth to rehabilitate criminals.  His job is to outnumber the bad cell with shields, rampart, sentinel, cover.  He uses no attacks whatsoever no magic except to retaliate damage already done by the foe.  He is the ONLY warrior that can be called lawful and GOOD.  All warriors and all ninjas are evil.  Their job is to attack first and decimate before being decimated.   

So what kind of police department follows the Paladin view of things?  One that swears on the bible, that CARRIES the bible, that signs affidavits knowing THEY are the judges trusted with whole lives each of which must be guarded because of the tenable nature of righteousness.  ONE bad cop can throw it all into the wringer, making the whole department a band of ninjas infested with magic and poison.  As you might think, it's a hard job to do.  You can't hold on to trust even in a laundry mat how will you do it driving around a whole city filled with people on the 0-10 desperation scale?  Well it depends on how you are raised and why you joined the police.  Paladins use their shields.  Paladins step in front of danger.  Paladins call for help and don't NEED to attack but DO NEED to dispel magic and shine FLASH on possible witchcraft.  Paladins are chock full of bulletproof vests and shields and helmets because they are willing to TAKE the hits so that others are not hit upon.   

I didn't used to watch police videos because you get a sort of rebelliousness in you if you feel you were victimized by the cops.  It's obvious they all back each other up so when one of them does something "questionable" to others and all of them back each other up, it's easy to see THEN how people can feel put out of society.  

It reminds you of John Milton's poem doesn't it? If GOD hates you then freedom and "furthest from him is best".  It sort of creates Satan worshippers doesn't?  I mean if they are all using the Bibles, swearing oaths, carrying holy symbols and then one of them lies and all of them back him up, you're kind of LOST aren't you?  They can lie and YOU CAN'T.  You see how that works?  And I used to wonder how people could worship SATAN, well, wonder no more.  

Which begs a question, how can you TRUST after a bout with the lying police?  

Well, that's what time is for.  All hatred is temporary.  Hatred is like a lightning bolt.  It's magic and evil and usually only works on people who trust you.  If people interrupt you, when you are teaching them something or educating others...

...that's hatred.  

Time will heal your wounds if you wait long enough.   Depression, like SarahK said, is a downed feeling about the past and what you should have done better, about opportunities missed, and maybe about challenges you should have defeated.  But it's a waste of time to think of such things negatively.  We are all on a path and at any moment looking forwards and backwards can be equally troubling.  Don't think "OMG I just messed up with the police they must all hate me" think "oh I get it now, SUE people".  

For everything else, there's Mastercard.  

It's no lie.  Violence solves your ire but challenging people with money uses up MUCH more time and MUCH more effort and it usually let's EVERYONE see what the fight is all about.  And I rather like that idea.   That's one of the reasons I wanted to become an attorney is because no matter WHO you think is the VILE criminal, he had his reasons; and rather than have some chopped up foot found in a ditch after some 16th person lost their cool at the bar, SUING people stops the madness just fine.  And I believe in that.  I believe in arguments and pros and cons.  I believe in the Bible and proving the truth even if not all of it comes out.  

Ok so when the police department chief is like "he was found dead" and doesn't want to tell the public what he died of or what was found at the scene or who was present with him or even the name of the officer that shot the teenager and HOW MANY times... that's some "Baisheit".  YOU work for US.  WE pay YOU to tell us what happened not to spin your webs so the right media group gets first dibs or what have you.  

I don't believe Robin Williams committed suicide.  Especially not of asphyxiation.  Forget about it.  That he died of alcohol poisoning is like that Philip Seymour Hoffman death where he ODs but we all KNOW he didn't overdose.  People know, and SarahK could tell you and Rachel has not the FOGGIEST idea, that people that work in the night life, in CLUBS, might be making bunches of money being all stand up straight and I drink water philosophy but they also work right next to SPIDER people.  People that spin webs of lies and come out of their hole to stab their prey only after they are thoroughly covered in webs.  I doubt that Robin was all that depressed especially with a show currently running and him all "tank full" of savings in the bank from his work on that series.  

But I have been wrong before.  I thought that guy who lost his child in the hot car didn't cause it and then it comes out that he was texting women while working while his child was out there.  It boggles my mind.  I also thought Dr. Oz was a good joe (Morning Joe? Pfft) for switching to food sales since people were giving him a hard time for going public with Medical secrets.  Then I found out he was getting kickbacks from those companies and saying some "questionable" things as a medical professional about what helps you lose weight and is good for you.  

That part about not spilling the secrets of the medical profession reminds me of pool.  Long ago, I was a good pool player.  But, like in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I was missing some key elements that kept me from being excellent.  In the movie, the "poisoned dragon" Zhang Yi is excellent at Shaolin Kung Fu because she tore pages from a book stolen from Shaolin, a monastery.  It should be clear to you all that Kung Fu is one of many trains of thought.  A religion if you will.  If you follow that structure, then you cannot follow another structure and be any good because in theory,  you could never be very good at either if you have TWO religions, someone else would always be able to outdo you.  So it's because of these missing pages that her mentor, Gray Fox I think, is good but is missing something.  She is missing the ability to be excellent and in the back of her mind she probably knew this all along but felt so lucky to be close to a "royal" that she was in denial that she was cursed and lesser.  And she was fine with that until the day excellence showed up and she realized they were both going to leave her behind after all the work she did, which was not that much work really but it seemed like it.  

Ok you all saw the movie, I don't have to type it out.  So like in the movie POOL is a form to be mastered.  You have to stretch out your arm you have to hold the base as TIGHT as possible you have to consistently hit the center of the white ball before you can progress to aiming and playing at all.  

I used to laud people on the pool player channels because I thought the reason the game had been around so long is because it was so hard to master.  And it really is, but not so much that a 15 year old can't outdo you.  Yeah, I have seen it, a 15 year old kicking butt like the best player in the room and that kid even though he is stressed out trying his heart out is nowhere near as vulnerable to "environmental stresses" like the adults are.  

It's quite unfair.  

I once bought a video that taught pool by Lou Butera.  It was great and I wondered why I had waited so long to buy one.  I finally got all the secrets taught to me like ball spin and table grooves and banking and I even got good at caroming shots most especially into the 9 ball for an out of the blue win many times.  

He was nicknamed "Machine gun" Lou and I HOPE it was because he shot balls fast... heh heh, hmm, maybe not so funny.   I copied his style in many respects and true to form if I could slake away balls machine gun fast and run the table, that was THAT MUCH better for me so as to play on the opponent's psychology.   I used to do that with my sister, I feel rather proud that I taught her so well.  If she would slack off a bit or get tired, I would Machine Gun Lou the table and rack em up for her.  But she could tell I was doing it for her benefit and she knows how lazy I am when I get all mushy soft merciful after I show off a bit, lol.  

Where was I? Oh yeah, drugs make you high and then take that high away.  I just got finished drinking some coffee and then smoking a cigarette.  Can you see how this practice makes you bipolar?  I didn't see that until recently when I stopped smoking altogether and all of a sudden, I had more resistance to interruptions.   I didn't go batshit over the phone ringing.  Drugs make you a mess emotionally and it's necessary to know that so that you can "entertain yourself" and still realize why you are losing your cool all of sudden over someone in your chair or whatnot.  

TRUST ME, drinking and cigarettes damage your calm, to say nothing of what heroine and cocaine must do to it.   And what is more striking to me that depresses me is that all drugs are SO unnecessary.  People want me to keep their secret about what drugs they use or what whores they were with but fact is there are plenty of replacement drugs that are LEGAL, you don't have to keep it a secret.  

I mean if you are needing to get a perpetual hit off a joint, just tell the doctor you can't sleep at night and hit those pills with a beer and POOF off to lala land.  My father just told me he had a rifle of a time getting off of sleeping pills.  He gave me some and YEAH those are NICE.  Benadryl anti-allergy pills they're called.  WOW.  Talk about going right to sleep!  But they also dry up your throat somewhat.  After the second night or so it was feeling like an addiction but not in the sense that I need the pills, just in that I LIKED them so much.  And since he likes to have coffee in the middle of the day, my dad, was wondering, after WEEKS of taking those pills, why he couldn't get to sleep without them.  

See that?  

Now he's all back to normal but he reports to me that I was right about it, about pills in general.  They take you OFF your calm.  If you are depressed maybe go on a pill regimen temporarily but understand the philosophy behind it.  You are supposed to be a healthy weight, drink plenty of water, have regular bowel movements, and NOT need pills.  That's your goal if you think something is wrong with your body.

If there is something wrong and you want it out of your body, sweat and bowel movements are the only way that's gonna happen.  So working out plenty and drinking plenty of water to get rid of that alcohol/poison/whatever else is upsetting you... is probably a good start.  What do the Customer Service people tell you when you ask them why your computer won't work? They tell you to hit the reset button right?  Unplug and plug your computer yeah? 

There you go.   

Cocaine and coffee are the same thing.  Over time you build a resistance to coffee and it starts helping you less and less but if you are addicted to cocaine and don't like the idea of the police "found dead" -ing you because you like to keep powerful and connected people's secrets... maybe go to the doctor and tell him you are depressed.  Simplest thing in the world really and instead of giving your money to someone who can SWITCHEROO your addiction to a "found dead" police statement, you will have a nice bottle of anti-depressant pills that if you manage to overdo them or run out of them or if they are tampered with in any way... lead people to your doctor.  

drugs + doctor + public = good idea

drugs + witch doctor + secret = found dead of overdose 

PS. well so much for my theory, just found out he hung himself, meh, maybe I was wrong and I can't prophesize for crap 

Let's outstupid the stupid

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Advice: Don't try to out-stupid the stupid. 

I have done this.  If it's a contest, I usually CAN win and will win at least once just to make sure it's possible.  I have always felt a sort of superior attitude to others in this regard and because I am not trying to be the BEST, I console myself that I wasn't meant to be top dog at everything.  And more to the point, there really shouldn't be a top dog at all because beating out others is just a futile effort.  They can outnumber you, they can make money off you, they can steal your girlfriend.  Top dog is Russian for wolf which means um, spaciva very much, I think.  

How's my Russian? (Some of what I say is meant to keep you on your toes... thot chu knew) 

So today, I'm going to try to give you some parables that I have learned in the course of my life most especially from a dog that lives behind my house.  One night I was out there trying to relax and have a cigarette and I notice a dog barking.  It occurs to me that he might be barking at me, so I bark back and sure enough he is barking louder now.  So I stand up and start barking and he just keeps on barking and I bark louder almost sure that he is going to get tired and go to sleep but no he is blasting his butt off barking and he might be tied to a leash have about 5 feet of space to live in, but he is kicking my ass at barking.  Then I stop.  He continues barking.  I come out on another night and try to talk on the cellphone, that's all you can hear is the dog barking while I'm trying to leave a girl a nice message.  From here to there that dog has almost never stopped barking, for YEARS when I walk outside, if he knows it's me, he starts barking.  And now I'm changing my attitude about it.  If you can be taught, be taught.  Here go some parables for ya. 

You can't out bark a barker.(dogs)

You can't out-lawbreak a lawbreaker.  

You can't out-twitter twitter. (This one's for the Captain)

You can't out-Joe Morning Joe (This one's for the Colonel)

You can't out-crossfire Crossfire. (when I get into a mood suddenly SECupp and the show take a hiatus)

You can't out-cough a cougher. 

You can't out-harass a criminal.(Sort of the same as last one.)

You can't out-Israel Israel.(This one's for Kerry.)

You can't out-comedian a comedian. 

You can't out-sing Sing Sing. (trite, I know, trite)

You can't out-stupid the stupid.  

You can't out-hack a hacker.  

You can't out-smoke a smoker.  

You can't out-boob boobs. 

As you can tell I'm kind of streching it at this point. Maybe I will edit it some more, maybe this was my first best attempt and I should leave it at that.  

PS. Ann Coulter had a great article yesterday about all of us needing God.  I never considered her a person of faith before but she's right.  All of this Atheism is fine, but people need a purpose.  Be it God or the country or sex, you can do great things if you simply want to build more but I feel we are getting away from faith and though having no faith is superior to being misled, it also allows people to unwittingly fill their empty spirit with a something purpose... a something purpose like the pursuit of money.  And if you allow that, then we all REALLY WERE better off being led around by religion. 

(EDIT: actually her blog was about people going to other countries when OUR OWN country needs fixing, which was spot on but meh sometimes I remember well, others... not so well. )

Spago

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Spago is like spaghetti but shortened right? I like it because it's intuitive but not exactly good grammar right? I mean there's no O.  

If I delete tweets it's because I can see that a "I'm fucking Matt Damon" tweet, even though it was meant to mirror the feeling that Sarah had towards Jimmy, back at her, and really be about "hah hah I got your ex-boyfriend then if you got this guy in the picture" feeling, like a Stewie-Cheryl Tiegs-Brian comedy strip;  it sort of came across like a "we all hoes" so guy who said it is a sexist quip.  

So for that... I'm sorry.  

So I deleted the tweet even though it might have been a really excellent comedy piece on different levels. 

But you can't follow someone and allow them to suffer from it.  If somehow my comedy POSSIBLY diminishes their fame,  I can't allow that.  And even though I am seldom squeemish about saying how I feel, I had to quash this one attempt. 

Later I realized more that sending tweets and deleting them like that was like terrorism, it was very unintentional but if she read them and if I kept doing it, it could seem like I was having a good time, but I wasn't, especially since most of the time it takes me at least 10 minutes to think up good STUFF.  

Another attempt at humor poked fun at her needing help, to which I replied "need help curling your toes?" 

lol (laughs out loud)

I know very subtle, so subtle in fact I might have got softly punched in the mouth for no reason if I was at a table with her... so it was delete time again.  I don't mind rough women but not while I'm laughing with/at/with/trust me WITH you.  I need time to get it and take it back but let me have my chuckle for posterity's sake.  

Anyways, It was long week missing that feeling... that warm feeling I have sometimes.  

It's described in the Star Trek Episode The Perfect Mate.  I know, there I go with perfect again.  Well, I like the idea that you are able to choose anyone you want but that there is a set person you are supposed to meet that despite whoever else you like, is the one that gets to rule the planet with you.  

I like the idea that maybe someone else might STEAL me from the person I am destined for, like Picard almost did in the show. And I like the idea that anyone of those crewmembers could have ruined the plans of millions if they were not careful with her.  You might think, aren't you a little OLD to be planning a marriage(believing in Leprechauns)?  No.  I think all of my past has been a HUGE mess of mistakes and that those are that many fewer that will happen AFTER I am married.  

PS. Though I hear Geritol is coming back and is popular among 60 somethings with teenager problems...