Follow the Leader

I know I’m not the first person, and definitely not the only one, who is dealing with total bullshit at work.  The funny thing is that people generally go along with stupid shit no matter how anti they may actually be.  It drives me crazy when I catch myself starting to believe the bullshit or being bullied by it.  I know you are all wondering “what the fuck happened?”  Without getting into details I’m going to outline a few issues... Read More

Congratulations, You’ve Made the List

Ok, well just for starters… FUCK YOU MEXICO! Christy and I were headed for some In-n-out after the dodgeball game the the other day and this car comes skidding around like crazy until it totally lost control and smashed full power into the median barrier.  I call 9-11 and we pulled over to make sure nobody was bleeding out when the car starts back up, then speeds full power into oncoming traffic on the 8.  It then pulls a slow u-turn in the... Read More

Religion is for the Weak

Americans are complete idiots. According to a 2006 Gallup poll, about 46% of Americans believe in strict creationism, concurring with the statement that “God created man pretty much in his present form at one time within the last 10,000 years,” and 36% believe that God guided the process of evolution. Only 13% believe that humans evolved over millions of years, without any supernatural intervention. Belief in creationism is inversely correlated... Read More

The Crock of Sisyphus

i didn’t get any good sleep. my head feels heavy and out of balance. i havent gone outside my apartment all day. it took me hours just to get out of bed. my body feels devastated. my life is devastated. why? my apartment over here is fucking spotless now, been cleaning like a stepford wife for 3 hours now. all my clothes are folded, bags packed. the dishes are all clean and stacked. there is nothing else for me to do here and i’m burning... Read More

The Big Disconnect – by Brad I.

I’ve been doing a fair amount of post-collegiate soul searching lately. Looking at my place in the world and wondering where my efforts would be most effectively applied. Seems pretty straight forward, but unforuntately, it isn’t. Things are pulling from all directions now. We don’t have a youth movement, our wars are manufactured (and thus, pretty tough to get behind on a personal level) and our counterculture is bought and sold for $9.95 with... Read More

Churning Gears

I haven’t been able to get to sleep until like 4 or 5 in the morning the past few days. Gears turning in my head keeps me up. Seems like nobody can sleep. The good news is that its Ramadan right now so there are like 28 good movies on all night long. First couple nights I tried to sleep, wrestled my sheets for hours, gave it my best effort, but when you hear the speakers in the minarets crackle to life for prayer time at 315am you know you’re... Read More

You Heal Me To Death – by Jen B.

So, to delineate a few of the things I hate about Pfizer, one of the many scum-sucking, bottom-feeding corporations that have stealthily taken over America in the past twenty hundred years. One. Upon hire, you have to sign an employment contract. In so doing, you are forced to agree that anything you create, be it during official working hours, or during your own free time becomes the property of Pfizer, Inc. For example, it you’re a biologist who... Read More

Iraq (The Movie) Part III: “This time its personal”

Why is it such a hassle to go on deployment? Every time it’s the same shit but it never stops being a pain in the ass. I mean I’m used to all the issues. Preparing, packing, getting bills in order, saying goodbye to friends and family, dealing with the airport bullshit – hey look, going new places rocks but a lot of travel really fucking sucks. I think maybe it’s the hardships and complications that gives you an opportunity to either experience... Read More

Regurgitatro

Its August. I turn 30 this month. I go back to Iraq this month. These are strange times for me. Like fever dreams they seem wild and incalculable. Strange new artifacts claim significance while old familiar ones dissolve away. A cough, a well pronounced word in an empty room, dust rising from an old telephone as I slam the receiver home. Strange times. I wander the internet and the television wastelands to no avail. I purchase vice and bloat with... Read More

Lights in the Sky

The day was hot. The heat sat down over the face of the city, queening it. The heat grows dents on cars and brings restless men to sit on porches. Old women wear shorts exposing their gray withered and veiny stumps while bums emerge from their hiding places to bask on sidewalks and park benches fully clothed. Parking lots become a test of willpower and expressions look even more dire. People walk slow, shoulders slumped, heads down exposing bad haircuts... Read More