Saturday, June 27, 2015

Sunday, May 31, 2015

Romeo and Juliet- love cannot hit the mark


"If love be blind, love cannot hit the mark." 
-Mercutio 
Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare

Romeo and Juliet-prick love for pricking

Mercutio" 
"If love be rough with you, be rough with love." 
"Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.-"
-Romeo and Juliet 
by William Shakespeare

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Christmas Chainsaw Massacre by Cinder Calhoun

"For unto us a tree was born she cried and no one heard her.  The only gifts
the wisemen brought were frankincense and murder.  He would choke this
spruce in a tinsel noose to celebrate the Yuletide but the tree you trim is the
victim of Evergreen Genocide.  Oh Tannenbaum, your life is gone.
Ohhhh...
You swear that you've been good all year on Santa's lap at Macys but with
all the trees you've butchered your just jolly John Wayne Gacys.  So place
those gifts beneath the tree you chopped down in the darkness.  Smell the
pinefresh Santa death as you decorate the carcass.  Drink your egg nog,
weild your ax you herbicidal maniacs.  Grab a spruce, raise a fir it's the
Christmas Chainsaw Massacre.  It's a Massacre.  It's a Massacre.  It's a
Massacre.  It's a Christmas Chainsaw Massacre."
-Christmas Chainsaw Massacre by Cinder Calhoun
Saturday Night Live

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Basted in Blood by Cinder Calhoun and Sarah McLachlan

"We wrote a song for all the Turkeys' out there who are still celebrating Thanksgiving."
"It's called Basted in Blood."
"We gathered together for yams, beans, and cranberry sauce but have you given much
thought lately to the Turkey Holocaust.  Twenty million noble birds slaughtered every
Fall.  Ain't no difference between Hitler, Stalin and the folks at Butterball, Butterball.
So set your tables up America from Birmingham to Branson but when you carve up
that Turkey your a finger licking Charlie Manson.  Enjoy your Pumpkin Pie.  Your buttery
Idaho spuds.  Grandma's chestnut stuffing and a Turkey basted in blood, basted in blood,
basted in blood, enjoy your Turkey, enjoy your Turkey, basted in blood, basted in blood,
basted in blood, basted in blood, basted in blood, basted in blood, basted in blood."
-Basted in Blood by Cinder Calhoun and Sarah McLachlan
Saturday Night Live

Sunday, March 15, 2015

L.Ron Hubbard, Montana, and the Blackfeet

"When the United States entered the First World War in 1917, Hubbard's father decided to re-enlist in the Navy. Ledora got a job with the State of Montana, and she and six-year-old Ron moved in with her parents, who had relocated to Helena. When the war ended, Hub decided to make a career in the Navy, and the Hubbard family was launched into the itinerant military life. Throughout his youth, he was fascinated by Shamans and magicians. As a boy in Montana, he says, he was made a blood brother to the Blackfoot Indians by an elderly medicine man named Old Tom Madfeathers. Hubbard claims that Old Tom would put on displays of magic by leaping fifteen feet high from a seated position and perching on the top of his teepee. Hubbard observes, "I learned long ago that man has his standards for credulity, and when reality clashes with these, he feels challenged."
-Going Clear Scientology, Hollywood, & the Prison of Belief
by Lawrence Wright