JFK: Final Desecration
Finally, the mystery of who shot JFK has been solved
- by AI technology!
Like anyone might do, I asked my computer for an image of Bigfoot shooting President Kennedy from the Grassy Knoll, and less than a minute later the JFK Universe unfolded in a way I had never seen.
The Horrible Life of Steve Harvey Oswald
Think of it as the JFK assassination meets Naked Lunch.
Don’t Eat the Strawberry Shortcake There, Man
I never felt so sick as when I tried to get well.
The most damaged person there was the “Shaman” himself, stinking drunk in soaking wet tighty-whities.
A year later he fell, or was more likely pushed, out of one of the treehouses on his armed compound.
The Velveteen Machine Gun
I remember when Nerf made footballs.
Will he love his toy gun so much that it becomes real?
I Shared a Toilet with Joey Ramone
It’s hard to be the guy pouring drinks with a skyline view and not think for a minute that it is my party, my terrace, my guests, and my world.
For a moment, it was.
Coffee, Bubba?
I was a working-class playboy, living off the scraps of gentlemen and flushing toilets behind the nouveau-riche when I bumped into the President of the United States, literally.
Notes upon Seeing a Jackson Pollock Retrospective on Mushrooms
Painting happens in the space and time between painter and canvas.
The painting is but a memory of the artwork.
I Saw Where Martin Luther King Was Assassinated, and All I Got Was This T-Shirt
It’s a Civil Rights Museum because it’s no longer a movement.
More Oppression Now
All working Americans must understand how the concept of “corporate personhood” came to be and how it affects our daily lives, but to do that, we must collectively give a shit.
And that ain’t gonna happen.
I Occupied Wall Street, and All I Got Was This T-Shirt
Why am I scared, intimidated, and bored by protest?
My “Support for the Cuban People” Itinerary
Please don’t hurt me, Mr. Customs man.
I promise I did not go to the beach or have a good time.
“Is Our Children Learning?” - Yep, They Is
We, in the public school system, do not prepare our children for the real world. We do not help them develop their thinking processes in a way that genuinely helps them in life.
Individual teachers have the power to change how America raises its children, to turn apathy into interest. But we will burn-out fast and need constant replacement.
Pessimism for Beginners
The glass-half metaphor is bullshit and we all know it, but only the pessimist has the balls to admit it.
Mickey Mouse is a Pimp: The Commercialization of Childhood
If you were starving and I offered you a choice between rotted meat and moldy bread and you took the moldy bread, then I could say I just gave you what you wanted.
We make a similar assumption about popular media.
Captured by the Empire
With a smile on my face and a tear in my eye, I am 10 years old again looking up at the huge screen where myths are made.
My Dead Cat
I don’t want another cow to be slaughtered for my Big Mac.
I don’t want to step on another bug.
Deep Throat Sucks
Not a shot was fired, but the government was overthrown.
If the clichéd pen is mightier than the sword, then the manual typewriter did what no column of tanks could ever accomplish in our time.
Bob Woodward’s anonymous Watergate source known only as “Deep Throat” was taken at his word though his motives were unknown.