Sunday, November 19, 2023

Off To The Idiot Races (Who Mourns For The Scarlet Harlot? Two.)

Daniel Plainview: I did what your brother couldn't. I broke you and I beat you. It was Paul who told me about you. He's the prophet. He's the smart one. He knew what was there. He found me to take it out of the ground. You know what the funny thing is? Listen, listen, listen! I paid him $10,000 cash in hand, just like that. He has his own company now — prosperous little business — three wells producing $5000 a week. Stop crying, you sniveling ass! Stop your nonsense! You're just the afterbirth, Eli —

Eli Sunday: No...
Daniel Plainview: — that slithered out in your mother's filth. They should have put you in a glass jar on a mantelpiece. Where were you when Paul was suckling at his mother's teat, eh? Where were you? Who was nursing you, poor Eli? One of Bandy's sows? That land has been had. There’s nothing you can do about it. It’s gone, had.
Eli Sunday: If you would just —
Daniel Plainview: You lose.
Eli Sunday— take this lease, Daniel!
Daniel Plainview[yelling] Drainage! Drainage, Eli, you boy! Drained dry. I’m so sorry. Here: if you have a milkshake, and I have a milkshake, and I have a straw — There it is. That's a straw, see? Watch it. Now my straw reaches across the room, and starts to drink your milkshake. I drink your milkshake! [slurping noise] I drink it up!
Eli Sunday: Don't bully me, Daniel!
Daniel Plainview[throws Eli to the floor] Did you think your song and dance and your superstition would help you, Eli? I am the Third Revelation. I am whom the Lord has chosen. [throws bowling balls at Eli]
Eli Sunday[dodging the bowling balls] Daniel!
Daniel Plainview: Because I'm smarter than you! I'm older!
Eli Sunday: I'm your old friend, Daniel! Help me! Help me, please!
Daniel Plainview: I'm not a false prophet, you sniveling boy! I am the Third Revelation! I am the Third Revelation! I told you I would eat you!
Eli Sunday: We're family!
Daniel Plainview: I told you I would eat you up!

~From the film There Will Be Blood.
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Osman Ali Atto: I see not catching Aidid is becoming routine.
General William Garrison: We're not leaving Somalia until we find him. And we will find him.
Atto(scoffingYou've been here, what, six weeks? Six weeks, you tried to catch the General. You put up reward posters. $25,000. What's this, gunfight at K.O. Corral?
Garrison: It's O.K. Corral.
Atto: Don't make the mistake of thinking because I grew up without running water I am simple, General. I do know something about history. See all this? It's simply shaping tomorrow. A tomorrow without a lot of Arkansas white-boys' ideas in it.
Garrison: Well, I wouldn't know about that. I'm from Texas.
Atto: Mr. Garrison, I think you should not have come here. This is civil war. This is our war, not yours.
Garrison: Three hundred thousand dead and counting. That's not a war, Mr. Atto. That's genocide. ~From The Film Black Hawk Down.

I saw this last weekend, and I wrote at length about it at least once already.

Catholic Bishop Joseph Strickland was fired for criticizing the Pope last week.

I freely admit, I could give a fuck, but the thought process of some Bishop from a tiny diocese in Texas thinking he knows more than the Pope...or could tell the Pope what to do...or whatever, just sort of boggles my mind in a "can't stop looking at it" sort of way.

And then there's...this motherfucker. During a Senate hearing, Oklahoma Senator MarkWayne Mullin almost got in a fight with the President of the Teamster's Union.

Let's look at this;

MarkWayne Mullin is allegedly a former MMA fighter. He has less than ten minutes of total ring time in three fights, all of which he won. His main claim to anything is, he owns a plumbing business...and he inherited that. You can have all the flags and shit in your office that you'd like...that's not what makes the man.

(I was in the military, I boxed and lifted weights recreationally before and even a little after that. I never 'clocked' myself in any official capacity...but I have more ring-time than MarkWayne Mullin does. I've been a fan of that kind of shit since I watched a rerun of Ali vs. Foreman in "The Rumble In The Jungle" with my dad as a little kid. I'd hardly have called myself MMA material even as an Airman and sure as hell would not now. I say that knowing people who legitimately can step into that ring. The son of a friend and former co-worker...who's also a friend and former co-worker of mine...placed quite decently in an MMA event at the Soaring Eagle Casino a few years back, and I know a few other people with similar experience.)

Sean O'Brien, the president of the Teamsters Union, well...he comes from a family of truckers and shit, all Teamsters themselves. He was a heavy-equipment operator and Union Local guy and he has decades of experience as a labor organizer. I know a hell of a lot of heavy-equipment operators because of where I currently live...and I've know a decent number of Teamsters and other Union people. A hell of a lot of them know their way around a beer bottle and a bar-fight, and if you're a Union Local guy you have keep up with that kind of shit...right or wrong. Like a junior NCO in the military, you have to keep the respect of the troops. More to the point, as a labor organizer you have to deal with CEO's and lawyers and their ability to bullshit. You have to be able to yell as loud as or louder than cops and city political types...the list goes on.

My money was on Sean O'Brien.

But...and this is another lesson from the military...respect is earned, by every action, every day. Bernie Sanders pretty much defused the situation. Bernie rather loudly reminded Mullin that he was a United States Senator and he should act like one.

So yeah, somebody take the shovel away from that motherfucker, now.

I've already written plenty about Elon Musk trashing Twitter, but it's gotten bad enough now that I've more or less quit the site. Honestly, when the Effinbirds guy left, I think that was the last straw for me and I was like "Fuck you, I'm out."

It's been about a year, but it feels more like several.

Fuck off, Bird.

More to the point, I'm tired of small, angry right-wing men and their endless obsession with dominance, power, and ruining shit for other people. I couldn't do it. If I had to carry that much negative energy around with me, I'd overdose on drugs or I'd shoot myself, or something. 

It costs precisely $0 to not be a dick. Just like it would've cost Elon Musk not even one damn thing more than the money he'd already put into it to leave Twitter as it was, maybe make a few changes, and leave the rest be...and if anything his reputation would probably have kept improving. But, instead, he ran the place like a Meth-addled squirrel and let all type of bad actors, conspiracy theorists and Nazis have a free hand in the name of creating an unending Twitter-dopamine factory for himself.

I mean, if you have to be mean to somebody, being mean to Nazis is always a valid option. Talking to somebody other than a miserable bastard like Catturd was a choice he could've made.

And again, it would have cost Elon, or Bishop numb-nuts or MarkWayne Mullin precisely $0 to not be a dick, to not make massive jackasses of themselves publicly. But of course, to a lot of these Putin-Commies and Trump Supporters...being a dick is precisely the point.

It's the only thing they want to do.

And you give these fucking people billions of dollars, and it's off to the Idiot Races. It's got electrolytes, baby! 

Conservatism has become a goddamned Idiocracy, an Idiocracy with an elite who thinks it's funny to be ostentatiously dickish, for absolutely no reason.

And it's getting real damn old. Note I say this as a former conservative.

And more to the point I'm going to guess that a lot of these sons of bitches have never been punched in the face their own damn selves. It's not like their personal conduct suggests they can take a punch...or that they'd want to fight anybody who could fight back.

Just sayin.' *Cracks Knuckles* (Also, writer remembers he has Arthritis, that'll hurt later.)

Time's coming where these motherfuckers think they want to fight the rest of us.

And theoretically, I suppose they can. The evidence suggests they won't be very good at it, but they might be theoretically capable.

They think they'll win if they get Trump elected again, get the system on their side...but the very first thing they want to do is bleed the system of all the people who have any loyalty to or reason for the system working! Half these Trump supporters and religious nuts can't be bothered to show up for work on a consistent basis! Also, again if you can't put a mask on, how you gonna clean your weapon every time you need to...especially in the field??

So...basically these idiots want to elect Trump because Elon isn't Constitutionally eligible, so that they can Muskrat our government?? (And then they want to go out and fight the rest of America and the world? Come on, now.)

How does the national equivalent of pissing away like 30 BILLION$ for your own ego even work?? What good...even to rich people...is "Rich people having all the money" if the money itself isn't worth anything??

But ya know, just like Elon should have asked himself at some point "I can buy Twitter, but should I?" Sooner or later even a halfway intelligent person is going to have to weigh out the difference between capability and purpose. Yes, I can slam my dick in this car-door, but should I?? Won't that hurt??

Sooner or later we're going to have to start reinstalling a sense of shame and a survival instinct into the entitled classes of humanity.

Sooner or later, it's not going to be enough for it to cost $0 to not be a dick. Sooner or later we're going to have to start imposing a cost for being one. 

We're going to have to start punching Nazis and we're going to have to stop outsourcing having a spine to the Ukrainians.

Because if we don't...these fucking people are going to keep fucking around, until they find out...from somebody far worse than their own most inflated visions of their own toughness. And where do you think the rest of us rate in such a place??

It's really that simple.

You want a better country, you have to be a better citizen.

You. Now.

Because if we don't do what needs to be done now, ain't nobody going to mourn for us later. Might be, there ain't nobody left to mourn for us!

Turn your brain back on and think about that for a second.

"The fight is here; I need ammunition, not a ride."

~Volodymyr Zelenskyy, allegedly 25 February 2022, Associated Press

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Eli Sunday: Daniel, I'm asking if you'd like to have business with the Church of the Third Revelation in developing this lease on young Bandy's thousand acre tract. I'm offering you to drill on one of the great undeveloped fields of Little Boston!  

Daniel Plainview: I'd be happy to work with you.
Eli Sunday: You would? Yes, yes, of course. That’s wonderful.
Daniel Plainview: But there is one condition for this work.
Eli Sunday: All right.
Daniel Plainview: I'd like you to tell me that you are a false prophet. I'd like you to tell me that you are, and have been, a false prophet, and that God is a superstition.

~From the film There Will Be Blood.

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And after these things I saw another angel come down from heaven, having great power; and the earth was lightened with his glory.

And he cried mightily with a strong voice, saying, Babylon the great is fallen, is fallen, and is become the habitation of devils, and the hold of every foul spirit, and a cage of every unclean and hateful bird.

For all nations have drunk of the wine of the wrath of her fornication, and the kings of the earth have committed fornication with her, and the merchants of the earth are waxed rich through the abundance of her delicacies.

And I heard another voice from heaven, saying, Come out of her, my people, that ye be not partakers of her sins, and that ye receive not of her plagues.

For her sins have reached unto heaven, and God hath remembered her iniquities.

Reward her even as she rewarded you, and double unto her double according to her works: in the cup which she hath filled fill to her double.

How much she hath glorified herself, and lived deliciously, so much torment and sorrow give her: for she saith in her heart, I sit a queen, and am no widow, and shall see no sorrow.

Therefore shall her plagues come in one day, death, and mourning, and famine; and she shall be utterly burned with fire: for strong is the Lord God who judgeth her.

And the kings of the earth, who have committed fornication and lived deliciously with her, shall bewail her, and lament for her, when they shall see the smoke of her burning,

Standing afar off for the fear of her torment, saying, Alas, alas that great city Babylon, that mighty city! for in one hour is thy judgment come. ~Revelation 18:1-10










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