He Wants to Kill Us All

October 14, 2020Uncategorizedcheating the election, civil war, dictator, dictators, ejgold, gorby, gorebagg, hitler, jal, mussolini, president, reincarnation, senators, wargorebagg

Now do you see the resemblance? That’s Mussolini on the left.

It’s the same guy. He’s taken rebirth and he’s back again, to kill us all with insane glee. He’s dancing while Rome burns. He really wants to kill us all, and get away with it.

Killing one man on Fifth Avenue will no longer satisfy him.

He wants to make “do nothing” the national policy on covid, and he’s doing just that. Everyone who dies is contributing to the great nation of Trumpland.

On election eve, Trump is planning to activate the National Guard while invoking the Uprising Act, just as Hitler did and, just as Hitler made his move the night before election, Trump’s plan is to declare himself the winner, and invoke the Uprising Act to cover himself, and to destroy any opposition.

The Poll-Watchers will be heavily armed former military commandos, and the idea is to scare the Hell out of anyone who comes around there looking even slightly off-white.

He’s counting on his personal army — his street militia — to keep him in power, and they’re ready to go to war for him, to re-fight the Civil War, and to re-instate slavery as a way of Amerikan life.

Yes, slavery. No bullshit, and I’m NOT making this up or being in any way hysterical.

I mean Actual Slavery. Keeping slaves is an accepted theory of business, and a slave-based economy and slave-holding business practices are in use and are accepted in many countries around the world, including — now — Washington, D.C., the new capitol of the New World Order, the Slave-State of Trumpland. Continue reading →

Zen Rock Painting

October 17, 2018Uncategorizedart, charity, congress, ej gold, fear, gorby, gorebagg, hope, interactions, jal, loathing, meditation, money, paint, paint a rock, peace, recriminatilons, reincarnation, rock, senators, social, tranquilitygorebagg

Jewel & Gorby setting up gallery for rock painting & auctions.

Yes, Zen Rock Painting is here, and it’s incredible! You will have the best craft experience of your life, absolutely guaranteed or double your money back — the class is free, the materials are free and the table space is free. It costs us about a dollar to give away one painted rock, and the result is well worth it.

What happens when someone is confronted with “Paint a Rock”?

It varies, depending on the internal and external dialogues and conditions. In short, the very prospect of the simple act of painting a rock is seen as an enormous ego-threat.

“What if my painted rock is ugly?” they worry. All the worst aspects of internalizing and projection come out at this moment.

If there’s a conflict between a couple or between adult and child, it will come out now. This is the time when all neuroses get trotted out to block the possible fun experience.

They are unworthy, and they know it — they’ve been taught all their lives that not only are they not artists, but that art is crap, and that all artists are degenerate drains on society.

I’m here to put that lie to the test. Continue reading →

What is “f-f-f-f-f” Anyway???

October 11, 2018Uncategorizedbeltway, ej gold, fffff, find em feel em, gorby, gorebagg, jal, judge, kavanaugh, politics, reincarnation, senate, senatorial, senators, supreme court, washingtongorebagg

Very few folks know what the letters “f-f-f-f-f” in Judge Kavanaugh’s Calendar actually meant, back in the day of college dorms and panty raids. I will reluctantly remind those who have forgotten this foul male heritage, and you can look it up, if you doubt me:

“Find ’em, Feel ’em, Finger ’em, Fuck ’em, Forget ’em.”

Disgusting as it might be, that’s what it means, and there isn’t a single one of those lying, sniveling cowardly RepubliKlan Senator who doesn’t FULLY REMEMBER what it means.

They are very aware of the meaning — they can’t escape that glaring fact of high school and college bragging rights — the world of a young man experiencing the pangs of puberty is filled with fantasies and bullshit, and every male kid in Amerika has heard someone say something similar to that — maybe only four f’s instead of five, as Kavanaugh’s clan seemed to prefer.

“F-F-F-F-F” can’t mean anything else. That’s what it has meant for at least 60 years local time, and every high school BOY knows it. For anyone unfamiliar with the cynical phrase that dates back to the fifties, it can be quite a shocker.

Sanctimonious bastards that they are, the Washington Senators (no relation to the heroic members of the baseball team of the same name) gave the smug and smirking Judge Kavanaugh a “pass”, knowing full-well what that calendar entry “f-f-f-f-f” really meant.

There are other high school yearbook and calendar notations that are equally brutal and nasty, but that’s the way Rich White Men get their way — they bully, brag, lie, cheat and steal, and invent reasons why they can do it and get away with it, like the bragging that we heard on the “Access Hollywood” video.

Shocking? Not anymore, it isn’t. Not anymore. They are the most criminal bastards who ever hit the Beltway, but they’re not quite finished with us, yet. They have even more up their sleeves, and they intend to press their bets once they win another election. Continue reading →