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Sun, 02 Mar 2008 04:45:00 +0000

Testing BlackBerry Blog.

Sun, 18 Mar 2007 18:07:00 +0000

Why is it when people in a position of authority are given the opportunity, they nearly always choose to abuse their power for nefarious ends? Because power corrupts.

Tue, 20 Feb 2007 21:00:00 +0000

Apparently US Federal Appeals Courts haven't been educated as to what inalienable means.

"A US appeals court has upheld an anti-terrorism provision that prevents inmates at Guantanamo Bay, including Australian man David Hicks, challenging their detentions in American civilian courts." ~From ABC News Online

The judicial branch has no right, avenue or mechanism by which to declare civil and human rights to be invalid or conditional. Here's a quick refresher on Amendment 1 to the US constitution:

"Amendment I

Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the government for a redress of grievances."

(emphasis added)

The Federal Government (and by proxy the American People) are guilty of kidnapping, torture and cruel and inhumane treatment of detainees being illegally held in a foreign country. I guess the bright side is at least they haven't been rendered yet.

The truly sad part is that this could all be easily stopped. If Americans would just demand that their leaders be accountable and abide by the law... well, if that were the case then we wouldn't have Shrub Jr in office to begin with and wouldn't be engaged in an illegal war in the Mideast in all probability.

Fri, 16 Feb 2007 01:08:00 +0000


That is all...

Thu, 04 Jan 2007 00:26:00 +0000

Oh no, Splogs!

Wed, 03 Jan 2007 19:56:00 +0000

From an AP article:

"Bush can rightly state that he has fulfilled his 2004 campaign pledge to cut the deficit in half by the time he leaves office. In fact, he can say he has done it three years early. But in making that claim, the president is using the administration's original forecast of what the 2004 deficit was expected to be _ not what it actually turned out to be."

Yet more "sleight of hand" economics from the administration which saw Enron, Worldcom and Haliburton scandals. Creative bookkeeping is good in both business as well as elections apparently.

Tue, 02 Jan 2007 21:05:00 +0000

Here's an ad to click on. I don't get paid for it, in fact the guy who runs the website doesn't even know I'm posting this. But if you like metal, punk, death or hardcore, check out CAH Records at and buy some stuff. Nick, the guy who runs CAH, is a good guy and is always fair with his prices and everything else so he deserves your business. (And chain retailers like FYE and Hot Topic do NOT!) So check it out...

Tue, 02 Jan 2007 20:38:00 +0000

Well, it didn't take long for the reactionary righties to come out of the woodwork in Mass. What part of civil rights do they not understand? What exactly is the counter argument here? 'Gay sex is icky so gays don't deserve equal protection under the law?' And the right wing, always ready to bank on the stupidity of the uneducated, wants to put it to a vote! Unbelieveable! Here's a bit of advice for the angry-white-men contingent: Go look up the bill of rights, google the phrase "tyranny of the majority" and re-read your high-school civics lessons. You, in all your sanctimonious piety and self-righteous moral indignation, have NO RIGHT to enact laws which would specifically deny civil rights and equal protection under the law to any group of people. Period. End of debate. You can ban whatever you want from your churches, chapels, synogogues and mosques but you cannot prevent the state from ensuring the sanctity of legal contracts, which is what a legal marriage is.

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 19:03:00 +0000

Rastahampsterin... All day lazy way new years play and stay inside... avoid the cold wet global warming winter... black ice asphault slicknes sickness... Smoke and drink PBR's and cigars...

Tue, 19 Nov 2002 05:33:00 +0000

ugh... neglect, too many things to do

Sun, 20 Oct 2002 05:23:00 +0000

Well, I've avoided the political angle long enough... Not wanting to taint this fresh virginal blog with the stench of American political bullshit. Now switching to screed mode...

George W. Bush is an idiot. I don't care what it seems like he's doing. He's got a team of handlers, hacks, hollywood producers, pollsters, pundits and public relations firms to do the real work. The man cannot speak a lick of sensible English. He hasn't even got his quaint southern truisms straight. He's an utterly unconvicing liar and too stupid to realize it. There's nothing more damning of the last hope for American intelligence and sanity than the fact that we elected this buffoon into the highest office in the land. Elected him over Ralph Nader. Oh wait.. that's right. We didn't elect him, we elected Gore.

Mon, 14 Oct 2002 03:55:00 +0000

Here's a work in progress... just cause I cannot neglect such a tempestuous and untrustworthy BLOG...

Urban grit oil slick
dropping bombs, snapping fliks
making mean cuts
like broken glass
shaping mean runts
kicking your ass
dirt tribe deep vibe
funky monk street scribe

villian in the dark
lurking in the park
you cannot see him
making his mark

your concrete fortresses
can't keep him out
believing in nothing
he's completely devout
grease smear, no tear
for the guilty, fear
not their empty sphere
like heads, inferior

shit down, dirty dark
mean tribal asphalt park
playgrounds filled with
evil stories, and filth

Fri, 04 Oct 2002 05:23:00 +0000

Waiting for Jurrasic5 so I thought I'd tempt fate and see if I can actually use the web-interface without freezing... If you see this, it worked!

Thu, 03 Oct 2002 19:03:00 +0000

Just happened upon again... I still can't figure out if this guy is a well meaning deluded Christian, or a cynical Art Bell type: mixing fearfull facts with religious claptrap and urban legends into a profitable stew... The guy charges $5.00 for his signature and freely admits that he's got a lot of money in the bank. It's a shame he's missing the whole crux of the problem; capitalism. He's one of these guys blaming it on some mystical struggle between supernatural bogeymen. You know... Apocalypse syndrome... Oh well, I'm going to have to stay glued to this guys radio program, just like I did Art Bell, until I figure his angle. He certainly seems to be honestly pissed off, outraged at the egregious misdeeds of our erected politicians and the secret cabal of bilderbergers, tri-lateralists and Council on Foreign Relations members. Anyone who's willing to talk about that group of people in the media must be on to something... the mis-information specialists usually try to pin it on Satan alone... If someone could just enlighten themselves without the fairy tales and religion, or if they could be religious without being sectarian and exclusive...

One things for sure, I'm not paying $25.00 for a DVD that I highly doubt cost more than $50.00 to produce.. heh...

Jeebus, he even calls his shopping page "infoshop"! What a horrible bastardization of the infoshop name. Sort of a compound irony there, too... Oh these latter days... We've got religious zealots with the scraps of truth we all need to keep their type at bay... arrgghhhh

Thu, 03 Oct 2002 03:50:00 +0000

Keep getting the impression, while interviewing for "jobs", that it's not an interview. It's a presentation. When you go to an interview and the other person does all the talking and doesn't ask you any questions, is that really an interview? I keep getting the feeling that people who I can tell aren't doing their job particularly well are the ones deciding whether or not I'm worthy to fill their positions... The smarmy looks, the attitude.... All this extraneous bullshit and none of what they should be doing... like asking me why I want to work there, or what I have to offer... The worst part is if I'm actually offered a job I can't really turn it down or I lose my unemployment. Sometimes the only thing worse than not having a job is getting one.

Oh well, thursday night and jaywalking... have another beer...

Wed, 02 Oct 2002 04:37:00 +0000

What the hell happened to Damon Wayans? Is this another sad reminder of the homogenized feel good American Identity? All the edge gone, the danger removed... The stylish urbanite distilled into a regular joe. Depressing...

Ah but it's probably some of the best the old tube has to offer... Shouldn't be so picky, it's television after all... not music.

Doing parties, maybe a band... been busy as hell for an unemployed slacker. Not even enough time to write about the weirdness of it all lately, finding myself in the oddest of places.... Like in front of a bank of porta potties, drunk and high as can be wearing a priests frock and holding a purse... wondering why the passing hippies keep looking at me like I'm a "real" freak. Wasn't that the guy who had the giant boat?

Huh? Yeah... what of it?

Oh yeah... broke, out of work, almost 30 and it's an election year... Things just get stranger and stranger....

Mon, 23 Sep 2002 07:18:00 +0000

Inherited some of Grandma Elaines furniture today. Had dinner with the family in-law at Woo's Pagoda. Tried to enjoy it over the ruckus from the lounge where middle aged suburbanites experienced multiple orgasms from watching grown men in gold tights prance around some turf with a ball and brutalize each other. Ahh, football season in Wisconsin. It's like a disease here. Even the intelligent people who don't have the slightest interest in corporate money-sports will watch it "out of boredom"... There's something I can't understand. Football bores me to tears.. how can someone be so bored that football is what they resort to to avoid boredom? It's like watching a four hour tape of commercials interspersed with homo-erotic posturing and infantile adulation by and for insecure, less than brilliant beefheads. How can you be so desperate for entertainment that that is what you'll watch to alleviate it?

Fortunatly the "game" was over about an hour after our arrival, leaving us with their loud but steady and constant clamor rather than the silence punctuated by outbursts of juvenile shouting that mete out the long interminable minutes of the actual "game".

Oh and it's my mothers birthday. September the eleventy second, just like Bilbo. I didn't call her or send a card, but I think I'll send her a belated birthday card. At least she'll get that. She didn't call or send anything for my bithday this year, first time ever I've felt that she just didn't care about me. So I'll send her a belated card I guess just because I should send something. Joy...

Fri, 20 Sep 2002 04:59:00 +0000

Ah ha, here's the rub. Blogger freezes up my computer half the time, just like any page with a text entry box... damn it.. Nothing this good can ever really work. Lesson #426.

Thu, 19 Sep 2002 18:22:00 +0000

went to "apply" at the local porn shop. Erm, sorry... "Adult Bookstore" (didn't see a lot of books there as I recall) and it was there that I learned the crucial old-time lesson that has been hitting me in the head for so long: I'll never get a job I actually want with an application! Why in the hell did I never realize that before? Where can I read the unwrtitten rules, please? Feeling like a general rube isn't my style, so I didn't dwell on it long, I just perused their extensive collection of garishly ugly plastic and glass bongs while a woman who was smart enough to actually be dropping off a resume chatted with the clerk. I quietly slipped out into the rainy gloom of this thursday September 19th 2002.

And don't get me wrong, I do want this job. There's no better place for a proud freak like myself to work than for a purveyor of fine pornography and smoking accesories. Wish me luck.

Thu, 19 Sep 2002 17:19:00 +0000

modern technology, never was there a less apt medium for the literary form. My typewriter never freezes up or gives away personal information to strangers. Nor does it make me waste my time typing only to look up to see my words frozen in mid stride. 667 megahertz of pure frustration some days.Makes me want to do more drugs and revert back to primitive cave-mutant times when high tech meant you had to plug your typewriter in to an electrical outlet. Just hit that pipe and keep writing. Even better, pen and paper. Holy shit, does anyone use that anymore? Yeah, sure... digital paper and a nokia stylus.

Thu, 19 Sep 2002 06:08:00 +0000

So... The time is now, once again... Time to drag the old ass into higher gear, achieve a *higher* state of enlightenment, or at least entertainment. The job market is a bitch, so the weird must pave their own way. The occasional intelligent freak will realize that other feaks will pay to read about it, and even more normals will pay to live vicariously. I aim to fill that niche. Marketers of the world, take notice! Publishers, pay attention. Investors, get out your bank book and a pen. Because I am here to ducument the grist for the post modern literary renaissance mill. Experience is the one teacher that no one questions. Kick a dog enough times and he'll bite, no shit.

I never could suffer a faker. They're the only ones who question experience, because they've had none.

Thu, 19 Sep 2002 05:38:00 +0000

Well, I can't seem to edit posts for dates previous to this one so I'm going to try posting my recent backlog all in this post. hopefully it'll be readable. here goes: 8-13-02 Back again. I wrestled with the corporate dogs today and came out on top. But forgetaboutit. It's nothing. The beer is mingling nicely with the rum now, and those cookies. Mana from heaven, to be sure. The body high sets in slowly... and lasts long. Loving it. Yes. I'm definately ready for my next financial journey, sliding confidently into their schemes only to cut loose when the time's right on my side. Shit, the time is right. The stars are in the correct alignment, the path is clear. "Sell or Be Sold"... "Bob" was right. Damnit. It's always a question of funding, and in todays dismal nightmare economy people want good value for their dollar, and service, godamnit! But now we've got the Republicans in office on top of this Post 911 Culture [(c)2001 Conspiracy News Network] along with WWIII brewing in the desert and corporate accountants are being drug to the gallows in the streets... Truely not a time when your average suburban yutz is spending hand over fist for twisted rants and scribbles on pages or independent electronic music. No, it's looking like having to play a retail game. Great opportunities awate! Hell, I could learn to enjoy it even. With enough time I might actually pay off my massive credit card debt, providing I can cut a fat enough margin. You've got to maximise your margin! Sick. I hate business already. THIS SPACE FOR RENT 8-14-02 Got word today that one of my friends is thinking about joining the Air Farce. I asked him why and he said "I don't know." !! It seems everyones life is in turmoil at the moment. Changes are happening too quickly, even for freaks. He got evicted and now might join the Air Farce because he lacks some basic direction. He feels like his life is going nowhere in Eau Claire. Well, shit. Who hasn't felt that way before? Especially in Eau Claire. Pack a bag and hitch hike to Baton Rouge. Join the Krsna Conciousness Movement, anything but the god damned Air Farce!!! But what I said was "Well, if that's what you want." Oh you pathetic bastard! I couldn't think of anything better to say than that? Damn... 8-15-02 Arrgghhh, the scurvey bastards! ShitKo fired me! Three and a half years, 8 different bosses, 6 different write ups, 3 store managers and I get canned for some Petty Personal Politics. Actually, I'm glad. Fuck em, they definately couldn't take a joke. This only provides me with more free time to find a better job while pursuing Other Options. Yes "Bob" the world is changing, and in my world nothing ever goes wrong. Onward to victory! The jewel is within our reach, the prize is just over that hill... We at Utopia Unlimited shall be riding waves of slack before next summer ends, that I know. And art isn't in it. I mean, I'm talking about a full tilt blowout... a mind melting explosion of creative energy and frenetically disturbing behavior the likes of which tend to terrorize the Normal masses. I'm going to need rest for this. long lazy mornings... I doubt it. 8-20-02 Strange nights and sleeping in late... Unemployment sure has its benefits, not the least of which being the significant lengthening of the lifespan resulting from the loss of the stress of dealing with the pressures of behaving within the narrow and unyeilding corridors of corporate Normal mentality. Such a weight is lifted that I can almost hope t[...]

Thu, 19 Sep 2002 05:27:00 +0000


Thu, 19 Sep 2002 05:25:00 +0000

What's this. Writing a journal on the web is trendy now? The burnout geek hipsters are where it's at all of a sudden? Fucking great. My little paradise must now blow up big, in true liquidsuperdelux style.