Friday, September 24, 2010

An Interesting Quote

"You who have defeated us say to yourselves that Babylon is fallen and its works have been overturned. I say to you still that man remains on trial, each man in his own dock. Each man is a little war."

-Paul Mua'dib Atreides, quoting one of the obscure books in the Orange Catholic Bible.

Hi, I'm Chris By-The-Throat. I take fiction way too seriously.

Let me tell you about the Fall of Babylon.

According to some interpretations of the pre-translation version of the scripture, God didn't kill all those motherfuckers in Sodom and Gommorrah for buttfuckin', and thank God for that. He killed them because they were rude to their guests and demanded sexual favors of their angels as the price of shelter. It wasn't the buttfuckin' folks, it was because they had enough to give, and yet they asked so much. It was greed, not lust, that they paid for.

Why does the SHTF happen? Often, because we deserve it. And on one scale or another, it happens to everyone. Sure, losing your job and sucking dick for your diet pills lacks the panache and white hat morality of zombies, but anything can wreck your life, and it is most often because you fucked up somehow. Oh, you can get fucked too-some people make a career at it-but most of the time, people reap what they sow, and if what they sow is laziness and greed, they can expect lean returns. The universe rewards those that stop moaning and put their shoulder to the wheel-sometimes. But that doesn't mean your world can't turn upside down any fuckin' second, all without Russian paratroopers on your lawn setting up a PKM, and part of living well and doing your duty to God and your family is being prepared to deal with it when it comes up anyway, and most people can't even be bothered to do that.

Every man is on trial, and the universe is infinitely self correcting. The people who say "I want more and I don't have to work for it" think they have won, with a welfare state in control of a legion of debt slaves, when everyone knows that the money isn't there, the money isn't real, and the money that is real is a sad joke about to stop being funny for everybody but me.

Each man may be his own little war, in this savage and strange Babylon where greed makes the rules and people that profess to a moral backbone are slurping at the trough just as greedily, but man, they hate that butt fuckin' so much that it lets them get elected again and again.

God help them, and God help us all..

That has been your stoned rant for the day, please resume your responsible gun blogging.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Prepare your mind for blowing...

Because you have never seen some shit like this.

What is this Tesla guitar thing and why the fuck do I not have one?

You know what song would be really awesome on this thing? Jimmy the Squid by Darkest of the Hillside Thickets. Plus it would be awesome if one of them was dressed as Emperor Palpatine at the time.

Friday, September 10, 2010

Not the four rules I remember

Saw this on Codrea's page.

The four rules according to weiners:
Children should know to take four steps if they ever hear about, know about or see a gun:
  1. Stop.
  2. Don't touch the gun.
  3. Leave the area.
  4. Tell an adult.
Yeah, somehow I think that teaching & following these 4 rules would keep us just as safe and much less helpless. Call me crazy, but when it comes to guns I'd much rather listen to the professional soldier than the guy who prescribes my adderol. I love and value both guys, but I don't tell the soldier I'm having trouble paying attention to everything and I don't fuckin' ask the doctor how to educate my children on firearms safety. Why? Because that makes no fuckin' sense.

My daughter, being under 3, is still at the stage of knowing Mommy and Daddy's Shit That You Can't Have as one large group of things including guns, knives, bongs, makeup, lighters, and anything that is fragile, and frankly I plan to continue that until she shows enough maturity to handle each individual item, based on my assessment of her mental and physical abilities, being the guy that spends every day with her and not some jerk in a labcoat that feels like the ability to sign an RX form is a certification proclaiming him the Grand Jackass Knower-of-All. There are two things, however, that I will never teach my daughter to be-a coward, and a snitch.