The Entropy Show remembers Brendan Sullivan

My old buddy Brendan died about 10 years ago. I don't remember exactly when it was, but it was shortly after the Worldcom scandal. Remember Worldcom? Brendan worked for them briefly before the whole shit hit the fan. He died shortly after leaving Worldcom, suffering an epileptic seizure.

Brendan was a banjo picker, but he played stuff like "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" instead of "Foggy Mountain Breakdown". He drove an old Chevy pick-up (1963?) and painted it with green house paint. Up above is a quick sketch of Freddie's dog Shea in the back of Brendan's truck. I remember one time Freddie and I were visiting Brendan up on Mt. Riga, and he blew out a brake line. His folks were always teasing him about getting rid of the truck anytime something broke, and buying something new, but he just yanked out the worn out part, and put in the new part. If I remember correctly, he had the power steering from a Mercury Montego installed on the truck.

Brendan had quit college after a couple of years, and went to Jamaica to work as a Maintenance Expert at a resort in Runaway Bay. Brendan could fix anything, it's no wonder why he loved his Chevy. I don't remember how long he did that, 2 years? 1 year? He eventually came back and went back to college, graduated. He spent some time working at a hardware store, fixing lawnmowers and other assorted small engines, before the ill fated Worldcom gig.

Mt Riga was quite a time. Massive meteor showers in August of 1991. There was a French family that had driven up the mountain and were camped out in their car down by the dam. Brendan invited them back to the farmhouse. They were visiting family in Montreal, and drove down to Mt Riga because they had read somewhere that Mt Riga would be the best place to view the meteor showers. We set them up with cots and blankets, busted out the wine and beer. The dad was a bit of a George H. W. Bush fan, and after a bit of spirited discussion, he said in his Parisian English "Nothing divides people like politics and religion", and we wisely went back to watching the meteor showers. In the morning, Brendan had phone numbers and addresses for places to stay in Montreal and France, if he ever got out that way.

Hey, quiet down, everyone quiet down...

...Woody has The Conch.

Bunker Mentality

Mista, we could use a man like Hoybit Hoovah, agayn.



People don't pick you up on the Herbert Hoover Highway, on the Herbert Hoover Highway, you travel alone.

Newt The Plumb Her

Newt Gingrich is trying to make himself out to be Joe Sexpack, All American Regular Guy. (Hat tip to Tengrain)


I'm guessing that Newt masturbates multiple times a day because he feels so passionately for his Cuntry. JerryB nails it with this comment on this post:

If an open marriage was the deal breaker for wife the second then you know it was required of wife the current. Probably part of the pre-nup.
Here's a fun game. Guess the mistress. Start watching the Newt-Paloozas to see who's standing in the background. Whichever pretty blond bimbo we see consistently at these events has got to be the one. He'll keep her close because you never know when you'll need a quick one and Newt thinks we're all idiots and would never catch on.

The Straight Cock Express Rides Again

Back in April of 2007, 8 months or so before the Iowa Caucus, John McCain was way down in the polls, his campaign seemingly in disarray. I enjoyed giving him the Straight Story treatment, but, despite being way down in the polls, he had that smug asshole attitude that he would be the nominee, almost as if he knew the fix was in.

Newt Gingrich has that same smug asshole attitude.

Fun Fact!--Michele Bachmann's campaign bus was once John McCain's Straight Talk Express.

With apologies to Henry Miller, Anais Nin, and Jim Morrison.

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Can't Stop The Rain

Los Lobos, Colossal Head, a great album!

Paula Deen Fried For Your Sins

Needs more bacon.

Blah Sabbath

I think the catalyst for The Killers of Dr Martin Luther King, Jr was his Beyond Vietnam Speech. The War Pigs of Corporate America will not tolerate a disruption in the flow of blood money. Here are a couple of links and some excerpts for your consideration. (Hat Tip to BLCKDGRD)

It's not about Ron Paul, it's about you.

I don't know if that grave was one of the few to be opened and explored. Even now the Indonesian government broadly obstructs attempts to investigate the events of the Year. The "conservative estimate"-- that is, the one that won't get you laughed at by Very Reasonable People-- is that 500,000 Indonesians were slaughtered, all under the considerable support of the United States. Some Indonesians I know find that estimate a laughable, inflammatory underestimation, but okay. Render unto Caesar. Half a million people, stuff underground or thrown into the sea. Lined up and shot in the back of the head, or hacked to death with machetes, after having been forced to dig their own graves and those of their families. You've heard it before. You've likely even heard that we supported it in every way conceivable, providing intelligence, arms, and funding to the new junta, including a literal hit list. If I know the average political mind today, many could read about these events with only eye rolls. They don't deny the factual accuracy of the claims. They don't even deny their horror. They just react as if talking about them is something gauche, uncool, boring. Few could deny their truth, at this point; the declassified CIA documentation is, as always, terribly frank. You'd be amazed at how many offer justifications to me. These people were commies, after all...

...When confronting establishment progressives with the reality of our conduct and how much it has cost some of the poorest and most defenseless people on earth, the conversation never stays about our victims; it inevitably changes to those attempting to talk about them, a knee-jerk defense that progressives have made an art form. That's why Ron Paul is so perfect, for establishment liberals. He is an open invitation to change the subject. The United States keeps killing innocent people, keeps propping up horrific regimes, keeps violating international law, keeps trampling on the lives of those who lack the power to defend themselves-- but Ron Paul is a racist, and believes in the gold standard, and opposes abortion, and in general supports some of the most odious domestic policies imaginable. What I insist, and what people like Glenn Greenwald keep insisting, is that Ron Paul's endless failings shouldn't and can't exist as an excuse to look away from the dead bodies that we keep on piling up. What I have wanted is to grab a hold of mainstream progressivism and force it to look the dead in the face. But the effort to avoid exactly that is mighty, and what we have on our hands is an epidemic of not seeing.

Chris Hedges is suing Barack Obama

The act authorizes the military in Title X, Subtitle D, entitled “Counter-Terrorism,” for the first time in more than 200 years, to carry out domestic policing. With this bill, which will take effect March 3, the military can indefinitely detain without trial any U.S. citizen deemed to be a terrorist or an accessory to terrorism. And suspects can be shipped by the military to our offshore penal colony in Guantanamo Bay and kept there until “the end of hostilities.” It is a catastrophic blow to civil liberties...

...But I suspect the real purpose of this bill is to thwart internal, domestic movements that threaten the corporate state. The definition of a terrorist is already so amorphous under the Patriot Act that there are probably a few million Americans who qualify to be investigated if not locked up. Consider the arcane criteria that can make you a suspect in our new military-corporate state. The Department of Justice considers you worth investigating if you are missing a few fingers, if you have weatherproof ammunition, if you own guns or if you have hoarded more than seven days of food in your house. Adding a few of the obstructionist tactics of the Occupy movement to this list would be a seamless process. On the whim of the military, a suspected “terrorist” who also happens to be a U.S. citizen can suffer extraordinary rendition—being kidnapped and then left to rot in one of our black sites “until the end of hostilities.” Since this is an endless war that will be a very long stay....

...The supine and gutless Democratic Party, which would have feigned outrage if George W. Bush had put this into law, appears willing, once again, to grant Obama a pass. But I won’t. What he has done is unforgivable, unconstitutional and exceedingly dangerous. The threat and reach of al-Qaida—which I spent a year covering for The New York Times in Europe and the Middle East—are marginal, despite the attacks of 9/11. The terrorist group poses no existential threat to the nation. It has been so disrupted and broken that it can barely function. Osama bin Laden was gunned down by commandos and his body dumped into the sea. Even the Pentagon says the organization is crippled. So why, a decade after the start of the so-called war on terror, do these draconian measures need to be implemented? Why do U.S. citizens now need to be specifically singled out for military detention and denial of due process when under the 2001 Authorization for Use of Military Force the president can apparently find the legal cover to serve as judge, jury and executioner to assassinate U.S. citizens, as he did in the killing of the cleric Anwar al-Awlaki in Yemen?....

....The oddest part of this legislation is that the FBI, the CIA, the director of national intelligence, the Pentagon and the attorney general didn’t support it. FBI Director Robert Mueller said he feared the bill would actually impede the bureau’s ability to investigate terrorism because it would be harder to win cooperation from suspects held by the military. “The possibility looms that we will lose opportunities to obtain cooperation from the persons in the past that we’ve been fairly successful in gaining,” he told Congress.

But it passed anyway. And I suspect it passed because the corporations, seeing the unrest in the streets, knowing that things are about to get much worse, worrying that the Occupy movement will expand, do not trust the police to protect them. They want to be able to call in the Army. And now they can.

No Tebows Were Harmed in the Production of This Blog Post

Soak a piece of plastic in urine, express outrage!

Soak the bodies of dead humans in urine, shrug your shoulders and say boys will be boys, or don the cheerleader pom poms and give 'em the old Brick-a-brack-a firecracker piss boom bah...

Meanwhile, folks in the media don't seem terribly concerned about the killing of people, it's all about the pissing.

Insert J Geils Band Video Piss on The Wall here.

Man Bites Man On Dog With Sweater Vest (Slight Return)

On Monday, January 2, the day before the Iowa Caucus, I wrote a post called Santorum and Delilah, ridiculing Santorum and his brand of Biblical Literalism with the bible story about Samson and Delilah. Today, Tengrain pointed me to this story about Rick Santorum's sweater vests. Annnnd the money shot...

He wore a sweater vest, he explained, to an event in Iowa in which he performed particularly well. That event, he said, was one of the events that turned around his campaign in the Hawkeye State, helping him come in just eight votes behind front-runner Mitt Romney.

People commented on his vest after the event, he said, and "it sort of took a life of its own ... and the vest gave me this power."

I want to see a Celebrity Death Match between Santorum's Sweater Vest and Mitt Romney's Magical Underwear.

Under Rick Santorum's Milky White Wood

If Black people are now Blah People, then white people are now Whah People



It is Spring, moonless night in the small town,
starless and bible-blah, the cobble streets silent and the hunched,
courters and rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblah,
slow, blah, crowblah, fishing boat bobbing sea.

That John McCain sure can pick 'em!

First, let me just say that John McCain, as far as politics goes, is a gutless, craven coward. He waits for a day after the Iowa Caucus to give his endorsement of Romney. If Romney had tanked in Iowa, McCain wouldn't have issued an endorsement. He probably would have waited until after New Hampshire, and only if Romney wins that.

Meanwhile, Romney may have received a handful or two of caucus votes more than Santorum, but that doesn't mean he "won". Romney, Santorum, and Ron Paul each received 7 delegates of Iowa's 25 delegates, the remaining 4 delegates split between Gingrich and Perry. I don't remember where on these Intertoobz I saw it, but someone remarked that it was the worst three-way they had ever witnessed.

In an alternate universe, John McCain and Newt Gingrich are starring in this season's Celebrity Wife Swap.

Sarah Palin Works The Crowd

Are You Drinking With Me Jesus?

The Power of Pussy

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Santorum and Delilah

An army of Philadelphians went up and demanded from 3000 men of Jersey to deliver them Santorum. With Santorum's consent, they tie him with two new ropes and are about to hand him over to the Philadelphians when he breaks free. Using the jawbone of Rush Limbaugh, he slays one thousand Philadelphians. At the conclusion of Judges Judy and Wapner, it is said that "Santorum led an Israel Lobby for twenty years in the days of the Philadelphians."

Later, Santorum goes to Philadelphia where he stays at a harlot's house. His enemies wait at the gate of the city to ambush him, but he rips the gate up and carries it to "the hill that is in front of The Liberty Bell."

He then falls in love with a woman, Delilah, at the Brooks Brothers store. The Philadelphians approach Delilah and induce her (with 1100 Gold Plated 9-11 comemmorative coins) to try to find the secret of Santorum's strength. Santorum, not wanting to reveal the secret, teases her, telling her that he will lose his strength should he be bound with fresh bowstrings. She does so while he sleeps, but when he wakes up he snaps the strings. She persists, and he tells her he can be bound with new ropes. She ties him up with new ropes while he sleeps, and he snaps them, too. She asks again, and he says he can be bound if his locks are woven together.She weaves them together, but he undoes them when he wakes. Eventually Santorum tells Delilah that he will lose his strength with the loss of his sweater vests.

UPDATE:



On Monday, January 2, the day before the Iowa Caucus, I wrote a post called Santorum and Delilah, ridiculing Santorum and his brand of Biblical Literalism with the bible story about Samson and Delilah. Today, Tengrain pointed me to this story about Rick Santorum's sweater vests. Annnnd the money shot...

He wore a sweater vest, he explained, to an event in Iowa in which he performed particularly well. That event, he said, was one of the events that turned around his campaign in the Hawkeye State, helping him come in just eight votes behind front-runner Mitt Romney.

People commented on his vest after the event, he said, and "it sort of took a life of its own ... and the vest gave me this power."

I want to see a Celebrity Death Match between Santorum's Sweater Vest and Mitt Romney's Magical Underwear.

Top 5 Methods for Getting Republican Clipboards of Enlightenment off an Iowan's Porch

#1: Lock The Porch Door. Peek out the front room curtain to see who is pounding on the locked aluminum screen door. If it is a stranger holding a clipboard and "literature", DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR. Eventually they will go away on their own.

#2: If you forgot to lock the front porch door, and they are now ringing the doorbell and/or knocking on the entry door, put on your favorite Bootsy Collins record and turn it up to Eleven. DO NOT OPEN THE DOOR. Eventually they will go away on their own.



#3: If you peek out the window and they have disguised themselves with a neon yellow safety vest, and you open the door thinking they are a city worker come to tell you they are shutting the water off for a couple of hours because they are fixing a broken water main on your street, then respond to all questions from the campaign worker by quoting Zippy The Pinhead.

"Are you familiar with Mitt Romney's Job Plan For a Better Tomorrow?"
"If a frog broadsides a Mercedes Benz, who pays the damages?"
"I'm sorry, sir, but Mitt Romney doesn't drive a Mercedes."
"I'm injecting a duck burrito with a mango mustard marinade."
"Are you going to the caucus, sir?"
"All life is a blur of Republicans and meat."
"Thank you, have a good day, sir, and if you plan on going to the caucus, Mitt Romney would appreciate your support."
"A srewdriver, alone in a meadow."

#4: If you happen to be out in the back yard marveling at the 50 degree weather, and you walk around to the front yard to take a look at the dandelion that is blooming on the last day of 2011, and there is dude with a clipboard inside your screened in front porch ringing the doorbell and/or knocking on the entry door, then pick the dandelion blossom and dandelion leaves. Go up behind the campaign worker, and when they start asking you questions, don't say anything, just stare at them with your eyes open as wide as possible, your head tilted back a little bit, then stuff the dandelion, flower and leaves, in your mouth and chew very slowly. Let one of the dandelion leaves poke out of you mouth while you chew.

#5: Answer the door naked and read quotes from the Bible.

Spill the wine, kiss that girl

City Bum

By G Love and The King's Court : Clemma on drums, King Kane on the bass
recorded at Keith Keller's place in New Orleans, 1996? 1995? issued as a cassette!

Old Paint

circa 1986