Bulletin Board of Bad Behavior

The final, final, final report is in.

http://www.guardian.co.uk/Iraq/Story/0, ... 29,00.html

I have the seen the enemy from inside the belly of the beast.

I want to live to see Ashcroft, Bush, Powell, Wolfowitz, and Rumsfeld in jail. Now.

They knowingly lied to their own people. These lies caused thousands of needless deaths. This makes them as bad as Saddam. It makes them as bad as Osama.

What else needs to be said?

We are not talking blowjobs here, we are talking Bush trying his damndest to start WW3.

"We shall overcome..."

Not that this is news to anyone of us in the BB, but worldwide this is damning evidence. Hitler invading Poland damning.

If the world does not act on this, the world is cowardly.

Bush's whole premise for invading iraq was to stop them from using weapons of mass destruction against us.

Does anyone still remember that besides Slothy and Koffi?

The coalition is a bunch of maggots trying to transform into butterflies by eating the living flesh of innocent Iraqis.

Yes you can quote me on that.

It's my birthday and I better get drinking so I can forget this stuff. Last year was one of my better birthdays with cocaine and alcohol and DJ McCutcheon all night long.

This year I don't really feel like partying at all. I just wanna listen to my Hives album, watch The Empire Strikes Back SE and drink Dos Equis.

und alles gute liebes faultier

I translated that with Google:

"congratulations! and all good dear putrid animal"

Thanks Martino! No wonder our countries fought two World Wars against each other

Happy Birthday Sloth!

Sometime soon we'll go ahve a beer to celebrate september birthdays!

Merry Birthday.

never trust translation programs! faultier = sloth, even though it literally translates to "lazyanimal"

(or putrid animal, if you use a free-translation program, which once again proves you gets what you pays for)

and the rest of the german is just some old fashioned birthday congrats...

Happy Birthday, Slothster! Mr. Sloth. Slothy Frothy. Slooth? Can the Sloth slither? The Sloth slakes his thirst. Let's get pissed together soon. Mav you're a Virgo too, I recall that now - apologies for not wishing you happy birthday sooner!

I didn't notice that Guardian story in my Seattle Times in any form. That leads me to believe it didn't get on television here either. And it doesn't matter anyway because the standard letter I see to the editor by neo con fuckwits always talks about how amazing it is that Bush was willing to go in there and "liberate" all those Iraqi people. No one talks or thinks about WMD's now except Dems. If you do, the subject just gets changed to "but wasn't it worth it to get rid of Saddam anyway?" or "Iraq is the front line in the war on terror - our troops are fighting terrorists there so we don't have to deal with them here" etc etc etc.

But hey, don't listen to me. I got buried under layers and layers of cynicism and sarcasm long ago. I think if we aren't preparing ourselves for Bush winning, we're doing ourselves a disservice. Kerry has GOT to get nasty. Maybe my fairy godmother will turn him into a junkyard dog soon.

Watch out people I'm liable to ramble tonight. I can feel it coming on.

Last night I realized that...you see recently I've gone crazy about this early-mid 80's band from Washington D.C., so I've been thinking a lot lately about this nightclub that I used to go see soo many bands at in D.C. in my teens and early 20's and getting really really nostalgic about it because in the mid 90's the club moved to a different location forever. So you know, I have this picture in my mind of that place, can reach out and touch it, but it's not there anymore, you know. So anyway, the club was in this one building that took up a whole block in Washington D.C. but all the other tenants of the building had long abandoned it. So there were all these closed storefronts on that block, graffiti etc. except for this one doorway to the club. So I recently got this CD of some bands that played there just before the club closed and it gives a little history and apparently the building itself was built in 1887 - which I realized was the very same year that Nietzsche published The Gay Science. And that just flipped me out for some reason. I mean, it seemed suddenly as if Nietzsche wasn't so long ago. And that the club connected me in time to that year in some weird way. I certainly remember the crumbling bricks as you walked down to the basement. I don't know it all sounds silly I guess. But I go through these things sometimes nostalgically because there are 3 places I remember from home that meant the most to me, musically: that club, a certain record store in Rockville, MD and the radio station I DJ'd at. Yet they are ALL no longer in their original locations, and it almost seems like this happened on purpose. Because you really would think *one* of them would be left in it's original place wouldn't you? It hasn't even been 10 years since I left Virgina!!

The situation reminds me of that great Pretenders song "I went back to Ohio/by My City Was Gone/....had been replaced by shopping malls...oh way to go Ohio!" ("My City Was Gone" from the Learning To Crawl album)

Okay that's enough of this. I really should get my own blog.

Mark you worry me with your knowledge of astrology. I think that stuff is a crock of shit. Or am I only saying this because I am an aries?

Last Saturday I went for a chinese meal. The place mat was one of those that had explanations of the chinese zodiac on it. I duly noted my own traits (Dragon) and was also delighted to learn that, amongst other things, "Cocks are lively."

happy birthday!