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Rotten to the core
Kick'n back and watching a little Disney Channel I was sickened to see a promo for "Descendants" - A show developed to entertain children and teenagers that would certainly have Walt spinning in his grave. How the living descendants of the great imagineer can cash their quarterly dividend check knowing the shit this storied company pumps into the minds of the worlds youth is almost impossible to justify. It goes without saying that the plot is preposterous and the characters are mutant spawn from Disney characters and they turn out to be "good" in the end. The idea of making heroes out of these miscreants is a sign of the times that bodes ill for our societies future as their "example" is digested by young, impressionable minds soaking in this malicious drivel. Watch the first 6 minutes of this program and you'll see cultural rot singing and dancing into your future. Mal, Carlos, Jay & Evie belong on the Isle of the Lost and any teenage King who's stupid enough to invite them into civilized society is begging for the destruction of his people. Even if you put them in prep school they will spread their love of evil and pollute the pool with the urine of their twisted souls.
In response I present a deeply satisfying meditation on the subject of good and evil by The Builders and The Butchers. This is what young people should be watching and contemplating to steel themselves for the emerging world order.
She was "sexy", but "too much hard work." I'm a regular Fox & Friends viewer (mostly in protest of the other insipid morning programs like Today and Good Morning America) so over the years I've gotten to know Gretchen Carlson pretty well. Stuck between Steve and Brian she always seemed a prudish scold with an irritating, self-righteous demeanor that I simply put up with because I figured some people in the Fox audience actually liked her persona. It was obvious that Steve and Brian did not, but they were stuck with her like so many talking heads and had to make the best of it - which they did. Besides, she was no worse than any of the other women on morning show TV - I mean, you're only going to find a certain kind of person to do this kind of work and that kind of person is the Gretchen Carlson kind. Then, one day, she was gone and replaced by Elisabeth Hasselbeck and the F&F ratings began to climb, and climb and climb - in two months view
Last night Jim Acosta sat down for an interview with Larry Sabato at a national symposium series presented by the University of Virginia’s Center for Politics titled “Democracy in Perilous Times.” The evening’s topic was “ The Fourth Estate: Enemy of the People? ” and the crowd was warmly receptive of Acosta’s message which, boiled down to its essence, is that Donald Trump is a liar and he’s making life dangerous for reporters. Sabato introduced Acosta to the audience as Enemy #1 which drew mirthful laughter from the auditorium and then presented a short video montage of President Trump and his deplorable rubes insulting the reporter on many occasions over the past two years. This was all a set up for his first question which was, “how do you do your Job?” Acosta said the he accomplishes his duties by maintaining focus, reporting the story and telling the truth but acknowledged that it is difficult when the White House erodes the peoples faith in the press by bullying reporters. Whe
Well my telephone was ringing, and they told me it was chairman Mao. You got to tell him anything 'cause I just don't want to talk to him now. According to the brilliant troubadour Lowell George the Apolitical Blues are " the meanest blues of all" and who am I to disagree with this soul man now after all these years of living by his maxim. I first heard the song bursting from the 1972 vinyl of Little Feat's Alt-Rock-Country masterpiece "Sailin' Shoes" in the second story bedroom of my friend John's older brother Edie who, being about 3 years our senior, was instructing us on the importance of good music. This was circa 1975 and a formative time for my musical taste and overall aesthetic which, for better or worse, infuses every aspect of my existence including the KOTCB blog so a debt is owed this unforgettable "older brother" now that he has shuffled off this mortal coil and left us with smoky memories. A born rebel with the heart o
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