Thursday, April 26, 2007

What makes us feel so different?

When are we all going to wake up and see the hypocrisy? Islam and Christianity are religions and if we can not tolerate even with in our own faiths then how are we ever going to tolerate outside that parameter?

It is a scary world, with the not very bright, but also the extremely righteous running amuck. What’s worse is that we not only have the righteous, but the down right dumb dumb sh—ts having tons of American children, just because they can.

The things that I am seeing with these various protests and behavioral patterns tell me that there is no conclusion: just a very bad end.

Perhaps, religion as comforting as it may be to billions is what will ultimately be the end of us.

We see no resolution in Iraq as there is a political religious struggle between the Sunnis and the Shiites. We need wide open eyes in the US – it is not just these factions that can not get along: it is our own religious right vs. the REST of us whether you are Catholic, Jewish or Atheists. To think we have religious tolerance in “our democracy” is ignorant. Yes we have freedom to protest, and that is certainly better in Iraq where there is a freedom to bomb. How far are we away from religious militants bombing in the name of Jesus and God in the US? We certainly have seen the secular faction come out with their disregard for human life at VA Tech.

I do not know what to do or say to change what is happening other than plead to Parents to raise their children with tolerance and no bias.

I want everyone to have the right to believe what they want, regardless of fact. I do not want to have anyone, regardless of fact, have the right to dictate belief.

End of Tirade – very terrifying world out there





christians in america



islamics in london


christians in america


islamics in london


Freedom is not going to mean anything in 20 years, so enjoy while you can.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Rosie to Sheryl Crow: "Have You Seen My Ass?"


hot, but the butt may not be?

Eco-friendly chanteuse Sheryl Crow - who's just completed a US "Stop Global Warming College Tour" with "environmental activist" Laurie David - has formulated a cunning plan to save the planet: use less toilet paper and dispense with the services of paper napkins


She suggests that we use only one piece of paper per usage. I suggest that she maintains her fabulous figure by not ummm pooping or this would not have been part of her advocacy. I personally can wipe barbecue chicken on my shirt, but- poop? No, this is not environmentally correct just nasty. How could we ever shake hands or hug again?



And here's the upshot of that contemplation: "I propose a limitation be put on how many squares of toilet paper can be used in any one sitting. Now, I don't want to rob any law-abiding American of his or her God-given rights, but I think we are an industrious enough people that we can make it work with only one square per restroom visit, except, of course, on those pesky occasions where two to three could be require


Rosie O’Donnell on The View put it correctly, especially as Sheryl utilized her private Leer Jet to make the Journey ….


Rosie demonstrates the size of her anus.Boycott Rosie and the View, list of advertisers and sponsors at www.michellemalkin.com



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Sheryl flew into town on her private jet to make her speech. I should think leer jets are so "very" environmentally friendly?

If I am relocated to 1 piece of paper all I will eat is meat as that comes out quite differently than carbs. I guess I could also gather leaves outside my house...And embrace all ritual activities that are not civilized.

I have to admit that private leer jets are out of the realm of civilized in my world. equating to privileged. Are you tired of people that have more money than their personals needs; dictating to you about the cause for toilet paper: PLEASE - let this world then end if that is all we have to argue or dictade about.

Hello they/we (they started it) at least should talk about baby diapers or something that is not bio degradable... coke plastic bottles, the plastic the six pack comes in? Toilet paper is bio degradable and the tree "butchers" plant 3 to 1 for each cut down.

WHY - because if they did not replant where would they have the product to make greenspace and paper?

The end of the rant.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

BA vs BS Degrees


Harvard graduation class 2006


They graduate in black and flock into their privileged world with no more care than the rare highland sheep = "BAA BAA"?


A friend of mine and I were driving to work this morning and he was asking about college degrees. I said that typically for undergraduate there was a BA or a BS. He then asked how a person with such a degree should be addressed. My thought was immediately this:



Not unlike what you get in the competitive market when you graduate with a "BAA" in some Liberal Arts program. Of course should you be wealthy, healthy and happy enough to graduate Harvard, your "BAA" will let you roam where ever you please with the other sheep.

I got a BSM in Accounting which sounds like some sort of bowel movement abbreviation so I try to let it just pass...and move on from the abreviation that means nothing unless you choose to act upon it.(Like the toilet adage of get off the pot or...)



I bet you that these guys graduated Harvard...

Next post is about PhD’s that call themselves doctors - just because it took them 100 years to admit they are hiding behind academia and could not cut the muster for medical school.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Kurt Reincarnated?


Willy Mason



Kurt Cobain





Is it me, or is there an uncanny similarity? Please listen to the video as it is far more telling than the pictures alone.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Willy_Mason



Crown of Thorns?

I hope there will be a different outcome.

Willy Mason is main stream in the UK and no one has said or even eluded to the KC comparison. I find that really odd unless - Kurt really has been reincarnated and brain washing the media.

Media is hard to brainwash, which is why I am very curious if I am the only person buying into the reicarnation theory.

another Willy -


just another example....

kurt cobain in 1991

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Bored with me





I am rather bored with Saturday Knights whether that be knight or day. I work and then I go to the pub then I come home and frankly it’s with no meaning.

I have met a ton of “family people” whose lives are rather boring too.

To be honest if you are married with children it is less boring if ya have the hankering to go out because then you would have to lie. If your partner wanted you to stay at home.

Lying is wrong, but at least makes something that is routinely boring to us who can do what we want, as there is no one that particularly cares what we do, more exciting. There is no doubt a certain amount of manipulating the other persons psyche to get what you want. I do not approve of this approach to excitement; I am merely mentioning it as a plausible thing.

Most people I know in relationships prefer to hang at home with their kids and or significant other. I guess I can understand that- especially if this is your choice not an obligation.

I am feeling a bit jealous –on this particular Saturday knight of the folks who are watching the movie and eating – something yummy- then having hot sex. Of course, many of my relationship friends while holding the higher status of being pair as compared to single say that the sex is not as hot after a couple of months... I guess boring sex is better than none at all? I have to think about that statement...

Hope your Saturday Knight was less disappointing than mine. I understand that life is what we make it, and perhaps I should strive to make my life better. Of course "better" is a relative term when I am really not sure what I want.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Pigs dont fly over the moon , why should raido talk show people?


Harvey Fierstein

Thanks to Mr. Wagner for contributing this article to Saturday Knights – I think it is well worth posting as I could not have expressed it better than Mr. Fierstein.

The following is my diatribe, should you want scroll down to Harvey's speech before you get bored.

Let us not discriminate randomly. If we are going to be prejudiced, and then if that is what we will lets will to do it in an even manner. Good lord, Ann Coulter can call John Edwards a Faggot and Our National Security adviser can say Homosexuals are immoral and no one seems to care. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton get upset and heads are chopped. When an idiot nothing like Imus calls out of context the names “nappy” and “ho” which un-like God damn, fuck are not on the FCAA list – excuse my language; he is fired. It is really one sided on who decides what is correct PC and I am certainly not going to sit back and let Jesse and Al Legislate from a pulpit nappy and media Hos as they both are; to me. They are not men of religous faith, but are charlatans to religion and sluts to fame. I digress; a point is trying to be made.

Please tell me we are better than Al and Jesse regulating our morals – if that is NOT the case I give up; I am done.

We have a very insightful, well written article by Mr. Fiersein.. And I suggest if you can not understand the point then please help me with the Caribbean fund that I am trying to establish

PLEASE READ THIS - AS IT WAS THE POINT OF THE POST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
IPrejudices, Ourselves
By Harvey Fierstein have to agree with Mr. Fiersein. Let us not be discrimat
Our -- Op-Ed Contributor

America is watching Don Imus's self-immolation in a state of shock and awe. And I'm watching America with wry amusement.

Since I'm a second-class citizen - a gay man - my seats for the ballgame of American discourse are way back in the bleachers. I don't have to wait long for a shock jock or stand-up comedian to slip up with hateful epithets aimed at me and mine. Hate speak against homosexuals is as commonplace as spam. It's daily traffic for those who profess themselves to be regular Joes, men of God, public servants who live off my tax dollars, as well as any number of celebrities.

In fact, I get a good chuckle whenever someone refers to "the media" as an agent of "the gay agenda." There are entire channels, like Spike TV, that couldn't fill an hour of programming if required to remove their sexist and homophobic content. We've got a president and a large part of Congress willing to change the Constitution so they can deprive of us our rights because they feel we are not "normal."

So I'm used to catching foul balls up here in the cheap seats. What I am really enjoying is watching the rest of you act as if you had no idea that prejudice was alive and well in your hearts and minds.

For the past two decades political correctness has been derided as a surrender to thin-skinned, humorless, uptight oversensitive sissies. Well, you anti-politically correct people have won the battle, and we're all now feasting on the spoils of your victory. During the last few months alone we've had a few comedians spout racism, a basketball coach put forth anti-Semitism and several high-profile spoutings of anti-gay epithets.

What surprises me, I guess, is how choosy the anti-P.C. crowd is about which hate speech it will not tolerate. Sure, there were voices of protest when the TV actor Isaiah Washington called a gay colleague a "faggot." But corporate America didn't pull its advertising from "Grey's Anatomy," as it did with Mr. Imus, did it? And when Ann Coulter likewise tagged a presidential candidate last month, she paid no real price.

In fact, when Bill Maher discussed Ms. Coulter's remarks on his HBO show, he repeated the slur no fewer than four times himself; each mention, I must note, solicited a laugh from his audience. No one called for any sort of apology from him. (Well, actually, I did, so the following week he only used it once.)

Face it, if a Pentagon general, his salary paid with my tax dollars, can label homosexual acts as "immoral" without a call for his dismissal, who are the moral high and mighty kidding?

Our nation, historically bursting with generosity toward strangers, remains remarkably unkind toward its own. Just under our gleaming patina of inclusiveness, we harbor corroding guts. America, I tell you that it doesn't matter how many times you brush your teeth. If your insides are rotting your breath will stink. So, how do you people choose which hate to embrace, which to forgive with a wink and a week in rehab, and which to protest? Where's my copy of that rule book?

Let me cite a non-volatile example of how prejudice can cohabit unchecked with good intentions. I am a huge fan of David Letterman's. I watch the opening of his show a couple of times a week and have done so for decades. Without fail, in his opening monologue or skit Mr. Letterman makes a joke about someone being fat. I kid you not. Will that destroy our nation? Should he be fired or lose his sponsors? Obviously not.

But I think that there is something deeper going on at the Letterman studio than coincidence. And, as I've said, I cite this example simply to illustrate that all kinds of prejudice exist in the human heart. Some are harmless. Some not so harmless. But we need to understand who we are if we wish to change. (In the interest of full disclosure, I should confess to not only being a gay American, but also a fat one. Yes, I'm a double winner.)

I urge you to look around, or better yet, listen around and become aware of the prejudice in everyday life. We are so surrounded by expressions of intolerance that I am in shock and awe that anyone noticed all these recent high-profile instances. Still, I'm gladdened because our no longer being deaf to them may signal their eventual eradication.

The real point is that you cannot harbor malice toward others and then cry foul when someone displays intolerance against you. Prejudice tolerated is intolerance encouraged. Rise up in righteousness when you witness the words and deeds of hate, but only if you are willing to rise up against them all, including your own. Otherwise suffer the slings and arrows of disrespect silently.

Harvey Fierstein is an actor and playwright.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Barrie, Barrie Scarrie...




When my co workers showed me this picture I knew immediately that is had post written all over it.

The second thing I thought of was Peter Pan. Peter cut off Capitan Hook’s arm and the crocodile ate it. Evidently the arm was so yummy that the croc then followed Capitan Hook around hoping to get another tasty bit. Luckily for Capitan Hook, the Crocodile swallowed a clock so he could hear the tic tic when the croc was around.

Luckily for this zoo worker the crocodile did not find his arm very tasty and a clever Doctor was able to reattach it.

You have to love a happy ending…

Hook: If I were you, I'd give up!
Peter: If you were me... I'd be ugly!




So come with me, where dreams are born, and time is never planned. Just think of happy things, and your heart will fly on wings, forever, in Never Never Land!


Peter Pan by J M M Barrie

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

In Memory of His death April 1994

Gone with a single gunshot to the head...



What a waste...

Monday, April 09, 2007

would it be good? wishing to be there?



I have never actually heard a song that more expresses certain fluctuations in my psychic. This song embodies all that means the embodiment of escaping even for just one day to be a different person: emancipation from that from which you are daily judged for.

The claim, validity or truism of fame or popularity is it > than the psychological if you are not there yet? It is the altering life decision: whether you like your life at all; or would the grass still be greener on the other side?

This, want for more: greener on the other side of the fence; I think is the life decision that tends to screw us all up; which is why I do like this song so much. It caught my attention 20 years ago and I wish I would have taken it to heart then - instead of just singing along.

Even if you did change it, even for just one day - would you want to take a chance and walk in my shoes? How about if they do not fit?

Sunday, April 08, 2007

I hate the yellow peeps - the purple are now worse



Happy Easter. In case you can't tell from my selection above, mine was not very fun. In fact I could say it was rather depressing. Sort of like this video.

Thursday, April 05, 2007

ann coulter and cats?

I am going to try and take a note from some other writers that I guess would define themselves as such and me as not because I like a little picture in all my posts.

I was just thinking this evening as I have a loud mental conversation with myself in the shower that something must change.

I am very happy in most regards of my life, but I think there might be a missing link.

Okay for the first time ever I might say as not alone as I feel and as happy as I am to come home on my own, I think a cat and his/her friend might be a good nuisance announcing maturity in a comitted relationship for me? Changing the litter box and where to put it are high on the anxiety list so - it might not happen EVER -


I have to find a picture or it would be like doing this post undressed – even better a youtube thought… I know just the one that makes me laugh!

Maybe I should think about why I find this funny before I adopt cats - I remember the last cat I had we thought it was quite fun to put tape on his foot and let him run around and try to shake it off...