Protest Peace ??

I was setting up a computer and scanner the other day to give to a young couple and scanned this picture that is fading away. It’s of myself, wife and children, taken in the early seventies.
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I mentioned a while back that I’m going to be on a sort of a retreat for a few days, to spend more time with the cosmos in peace and quite. I’m getting a hotel room here with a nice view, and while I will be over here every morning to fix Helen’s breakfast, and checking the web and a few blogs, I may not be making anymore posts after this one for the rest of the week. We’ll see, it’s hard for me to shut up. I will do a post on the pagan Christian holiday they call Christmas.
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You little monkeys need to stop whining because you think I’m picking on you some, the more evolved humans on this planet happen to agree with me. Birds of a feather flock together. Translation; Your opinion isn’t valid unless it agrees somewhat with mine.
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The third Vice President of the local chapter of the Insane Chicks Society called me Sunday and wanted to know if I wanted to go “hang out.” Hell no I don’t want to go hang out, if I want to watch Friends I will get cable and watch it on TV. Well adjusted women (I don’t know any though) are interested in dating, not hanging out. I read that in a Curves magazine, but maybe women don’t read Curves. Based on my experiences in recent years I agree, women that want to just hang out are fruitcakes and I’m not doing anything with them.
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She is attractive and has a nice body but that is not a valid reason for hanging out with her. She isn’t interested in doing the things I would want to be doing with a woman so there is no point in it. I have tools and a boat, and a camp trailer, they can be my wife’s, they don’t give me any crap. I will find happiness in them rather than let women screw with my mind. Happiness is not having a modern screwed up woman to deal with.
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What do wars and football games have in common? They are both games played by monkeys. The numbers of dead American and Iraq people are just scores, like in a football game. These monkeys are very entertaining sometimes, were it not for the fact that they are so destructive and screwing up our lives.
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Protest Peace?… Yup, maybe we should look at this differently and support wars. These monkeys are not going to stop fighting so lets support them in all the ways we can???? Lets help them kill themselves off faster, we’ll shoot the last one standing. What do you think???
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WASHINGTON (AP) - On his first day as defense secretary, Robert Gates warned Monday that failure in Iraq would be a "calamity" that would haunt the United States for years….. Not me it won’t, we had no business going to that monkey colony in the first place. They were selling us their oil, let them work their own fucking problems out. As for them making a few nukes, so what?
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This planet and life is a miracle. But we are not a miracle of any God, unless that God is a fucking idiot. We are a fluke of the cosmos and we are idiots in evolution.
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It’s interesting that the only thing that seems to save a lot of people is their crutch of religion of some kind. Because they are too frigging weak (or brainwashed) to stand on their own two feet and take life the way it comes at them. Those monkeys, they can be so amusing at times. He, he, he. Look you Christian monkeys, my wife was a screwed up Christian monkey and she tried to take me in that direction. They even got me to be on the board trusties at her church. Let me tell you, that didn’t last long after I got a look at how they operated. The frigging Christians at the top are really frigging sick, and they keep putting a sickness in their followers. My pulpit hasn’t got a collection plate and it never will have. Give to those in need, and not to make ministers well off while brainwashing others.
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Dear diary:… I made a chimney for the Franklin fireplace John gave me and built a fire in it on Sunday. And just sat there in my loveseat being at one with the cosmos, communicating with it. I have been turning down any calls for work but I went yesterday and did some things for Laurel Ann, she is such a sweetheart that I don’t like to turn down her requests for help. I’m going back there today also.
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Deteriorata
By Tony Hendra - 1972

Go placidly amid the noise & waste, & remember what comfort there may be in owning a piece thereof. Avoid quiet & passive persons unless you are in need of sleep. Rotate your tires. Speak glowingly of those greater than yourself and heed well their advice even though they be turkeys; know what to kiss and when. Consider that two wrongs never make a right but that three do. Wherever possible, put people on hold. Be comforted that in the face of all aridity & disillusionment and despite the changing fortunes of time, there will always be a big future in computer maintenance. Remember the Pueblo. Strive at all times to bend, fold, spindle, & mutilate. Know yourself; if you need help, call the FBI. Exercise caution in your daily affairs, especially with those persons closest to you. That lemon on your left, for instance. Be assured that a walk through the ocean of most souls would scarcely get your feet wet. Fall not in love therefore; it will stick to your face. Gracefully surrender the things of youth, birds, clean air, tuna, Taiwan; and let not the sands of time get in your lunch. Hire people with hooks. For a good time, call 606-4311; ask for Ken. Take heart amid the deepening gloom that your dog is finally getting enough cheese; and reflect that whatever misfortune may be your lot, it could only be worse in Milwaukee. You are a fluke of the universe; you have no right to be here, and whether you can hear it or not, the universe is laughing behind your back. Therefore make peace with your God whatever you conceive Him to be: Hairy Thunderer or Cosmic Muffin. With all its hopes, dreams, promises & urban renewal, the world continues to deteriorate. Give up.