Thursday, February 17, 2011

Smell like a monster.

With the middle class gone, the wealthy go after the rich (Or Fuck the NFL)


The N.F.L. may lock out their players next month. According to today's Wall Street Journal, the league showed 9billion in revenues last year. There is no metric that indicates that they are going to show profits that are smaller than that next year.


The problem appears to be that they have run out of viable streams for new revenue. Financial expansion over the last decade was fueled by satellite contracts, expanded online merchandising, and taking tax payer money to build stadiums so they can exponentially raise the price of tickets. These means have all flat-lined. The owners don't think they can raise ticket prices any more than they already have and furthermore, they don't see any new streams of revenue on the horizon. Therefore, not being content with maintaining a profit of 9billion a year, they want to squeeze their workforce.

When Baseball and Hockey had labor disputes over the last several decades, they were leagues trapped in unsustainable and failing business models in which ownership, facing insane salary increases, was on a path to destruction. The NFL, with its salary cap has worked all of that out. Again, the owners made 9billion dollars last year, but that is not enough, and that is the problem.

The players have the weakest union of any the major sports. Is this a classic case of union busting?

Poor and middle class laborers in this United States have dealt with such mercantile practices for over a century. This situation is the first I know of whereby the super rich are about to eat the rich. What a perfect example of the systemic upward flow of capital (AKA Rick Scottonomics). If this lockout goes through, I urge everyone to forever boycott the NFL. Instead, watch college football, were you can see exploited young minorities making rich dudes tons of money while they get paid peanuts under the table.


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Blah blah blah, I'm so post-racially hip.

If you ever find yourself cool enough to believe that you are "post-racial" - whatever the fuck that is - then just travel to the nearest area whereupon YOU are the minority.

Once there, scream aloud:

WE ARE ALL EQUALS MY WHITE TRASH CRACKER, GREASY DAGO, AUNT JAMIMA NIGGER, WETBACK CHOLO, CHRIST-KILLING KIKE, CHARLIE CHINK, ABDUL AL BIN TOWELHEADED, FLIP, FROG, SPIC, GOOK-EYED BRETHREN!!!!

and report back here.

Or just admit that you are equally as offended by whatever horrible hate-filled vitriol is spewed at your ethnicity and stop being racist for the juicy hipness of it all.

Or just kill yourself... I don't really care.

Monday, February 14, 2011

Sunday, February 13, 2011

مصر

كل ما لدي هو لوحة المفاتيح العربية. وهذا بدءا من الحصول على الناس القبيح يحاولون معرفة من أين وأنها تناسب في ما تريده الحكومة. أخبرت قبل قليل إلى الذهاب إلى إسرائيل ، وأن الرئيس كان لي عاهرة. ولن أخوض في الفلاح ، على الأقل ليس اليوم. حظا سعيدا لنا. شخص ما قال لي فقط أن المسنين تنفق الكثير من الوقت نتحدث عن الشباب.

Congratulations Egypt!!!! Yemen who?

Saturday, February 12, 2011

18 Days that Shook the World

IM IN EGYPT

MADNESS NO TIME TO PUNCTUATE LAST NET CAFE IN #CARIO BUT THINGS ARE BEAUTIFUL HERE AND OPTIMISM IS IN THE PEOPLES BLOOD LIKE AN AMERICA WHERE #GLENN BECK COULD NOT BE POSSIBLE TIMES UP FOR

Monday, February 7, 2011

itunes is a piece of shit

why must every mp3 i own be listed twice? WHY???!!!!

fuck steve jobs with a plastic spork.

حصل لي كارهين شعر الصدر.

انهم لا يستطيعون الحصول جميعا! أنا في مصر. متعب، جائع، كدمات وضرب. وسوف تحمل، ولكن من دون ابتسامة على وجهي. يجب أن تكون في القاهرة غدا.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Sarah Palin is a Cunt, and so was Reagan

Reuters ran a story today that bona fide cunt Sarah Palin blames Obama for the U.S. being on a road to ruin. (Great Ramones record).

I am not here to deny that the U.S. may, to some degree, be on such a path. Yet this was true long ago, and she is evidence of it. She is to our national decline what the Statue of Liberty or Empire State Building was to our assent. The very possibility of her speaks to the fear and justified parinoia of all people that have scored better than 74 on an I.Q. test.

But enough about her and that guy that was president when she was trying to figure out how to use a VCR so she could record Gimme a Break on those Saturday nights when she was getting gang raped by the Calvinist Society at whichever school she was getting kicked out of at the time. These are important times. I am leaving for a flight to Tel Aviv inmediatamente. From there I will board a bus to Egypt. I will report from somewhere in the country in the next day or so.

Till then...

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Sarah Palin is not a politician. She is faux celebrity... like Paris Hilton but with a gun.

The subject of this post says it all. There could be no more truth to this statement. There is gravity, universal suffering, and this fact. And we know this because 56% of the respondents to a recent poll indicated as much.

But, let's face it. This doesn't come anywhere near describing the multi-faceted Palin. She wears many hats. And among those hats is whatever a moose-murdering anti-christ would put on her head. Take that hat, put it on Paris Hilton, hand the beast a shotgun, and you have Sarah Palin.

Nothing here is intended in a figurative sense. This is all literal... and we know this because a whopping 78% of the respondents to a recent poll said so.

Yet there are aspects of Sarah Palin that we've so far failed to represent... and among said aspects is "redundancy". And so, as a tribute to Sarah Palin's ability to say the same two or three things - and little else - for three years straight, we state the painfully obvious: Sarah Palin is Forrest Gump with a gun.

So, take Paris Hilton, put some sort of satanic hunting hear on her head, hand her a shotgun and dial that IQ way down to that of Tom Hanks's representation of a witless country fool... and there you have it. 92% of the respondents to a recent poll said so. It is fact. Like gravity.