Just another Saturday.

The world as we know it is imploding. The systems we’ve come to depend on are, one after another, coming undone, becoming irrelevant in a world of fabricated truth and altered reality.

This isn’t some scifi plot or a conspiracy theory. The American Empire is devolving, just like every colonial power that ever existed. Sooner or later, the colonized wake up. It’s usually right about the time you start taking bread off their tables to feed the wealthy. Don’t even get me started about forced indebtedness to feed medicine for profit, profit for billionaires.

Stick a fork in this mess. We’re done. The American Dream my ass. Capitalism is undemocratic. There’s nothing wrong with a privledged class. It’s something to aspire to if it’s truly attainable, under strong democratic principles. But capitalism without real democracy is just oligarchy. 

Think of oligarchy like the mob (choose your favorite mob, I don’t discriminate). If you’re in, you’re made. As long as you don’t piss off the boss. If you do piss the boss(es) off, maybe you fall off a building…or just lose everything and go to jail. Think Monopoly. Think games, because THEY think it’s all a game. For them to win.

Dog eat dog baby. Only the strong survive. That’s who these guys are. That’s what “bomb diplomacy” is. It’s not about America. It’s about money. It’s about taking more and more away from you and me, so that the REALLY rich people can get even richer. The “Owners of this country”, as George Carlin used to say.

Now they’ve come for our children. Again.

They are the machine. And now, the machine has AI. These people are dangerous. They talk about the “antichrist” like it’s a reality. I suppose it is, in a way. They are bringing A Beast into existence. The Machine has always existed, but it is much more powerful now. More more influential.

If you can’t disconnect, it’s probably time you NEED to disconnect. If you CAN’T live without the Internet, it’s time to remember what life was like before. And if you CAN remember, time to teach those of us who have never known.

Before corporate 24 hour “news” that is NOT journalism, but propaganda for two sides of an imaginary divide, created to distract us. Before instantaneous deepfakes, that imperceptibly change the viewpoints of millions who don’t know it’s fake. Distraction. More like Deception.

From the Truth. The Truth is, they don’t think we can govern ourselves. They think THEY know better, because THEY proved themselves. How? By making fucktonnes of money?

The only thing that proves is how fucking cruel they are, and how unqualified to govern. Making another billion is more important than being a decent human being. Being a decent human being who CARES about others. ALL of them.

Both sides are mostly lies. We The People must lead ourselves out of this mess, and away from the Kool aid these billionaires are serving. History forgotten is history repeated. Fuck all the Jim Jones Hitler muthafukkers who think they are better than everyone else. For whatever reason.

Clearly, they are not better. Time to evolve, cavedwellers.

Boulder, CO. Where the Hip Meet to Trip.

That was title of the 1979 Time Magazine article about Boulder Colorado. Naturally, I decided to go to college there. Mostly to get as far away from home and my Goldwater Republican parents as possible. I stayed in Boulder over the summers, to avoid conflicts. It was a different city when the college wasn’t in session. I think we met Morris the first or second summer.

They called it Guyana Punch, and the Guyana Parties at Morris’s place on The Hill were legendary.
Everyone brought a bottle. Liquor, any kind was acceptable. Everclear, 151 rum and vodka were the foundation. Water, KoolAid and assorted juices and fruits were added, and the party was off and running.
Somewhere during the evening, sheets, tabs, and assorted microdots always found their way into the punch, and everything got colorful and weird.

Music. Usually Grateful Dead tapes from some show someplace that was “the best trip ever”. Great times. Great people. Great music always makes the scene.

When the punch eventually ran dry, and all the places to buy real beer were long closed, literally hundreds of people tripping their balls off wandered off into the Boulder night on their own psychedelic adventures.
I remember one night after Morris’, we ended up smoking weed with these girls at this witches coven house down the street. At least I thought they were witches.

At some point, my buddy Adam turned into The Devil during the Stones Sympathy, and I wandered off, caught up in one of those trips, where facing one’s own fears turns into battles with demons and dragons. My roommates spent hours looking for me. I spent hours looking for me, too. Eventually I wandered home I guess, because I woke up there the next afternoon. Nobody remembered and dragons or witches but me.

All things must end. Eventually, the Guyana Parties did too. Morris, the Cat who threw the parties (and probably always dosed the punch) moved on to who knows where. Times changed. We grew up.

The Boulder scene changed a lot when the cocaine started rolling into town. Coke and acid really don’t mix. It changed the party. The whole scene, and not for the better.
You don’t threaten to kill people to get more acid or mushrooms, but with meth and coke, lots of liquor…you never know.

Things melted down. People ended up in jail. Everyone was a narc. Nobody could be trusted. Eventually, I was glad to be out of the hip-meet-to-trip delusion. Every trip ends, I guess. Everyone I knew got out alive, so I figure it’s a win.

I’ve stumbled into a lot of crazy party scenes since, and sooner or later the mood always gets heavy. It’s all fun and games. Then they change the meds, some new people change the mood, and everything changes with it.

Not usually for the better.

July Fourth, Two Thousand Twenty Five.

Fourth of July.

I gotta say…I may grill up some burgers today and smoke a little extra weed (if that’s even possible). But this is not a year to celebrate freedom and liberty, when we have lost them both, our Capitol and government in the hands of TRAITORS.

We are victims of a Treasonous Coup.
Powered by billionaires and unlimited money to buy the mass media manipulation of America they needed to ‘win’. Now they seek to destroy everything we’ve worked to build, all so a few thousand rich people can get even richer.



The people no longer have representation. Both parties have overwhelmingly served the elite for years, and people’s voice has been routinely ignored to favor corporate profits and political corruption. Now that corruption has grown into total control by the most corrupt party. The party willing to do ANYTHING to win.
And here we are. King Trump and his MAGA court of violent trolls and fools.
Predictable. If you know history.

249 years ago we said NO on July 4th, 1776.
We said FUCK YOU to a King who sought to exploit us. Control us. Who sent military troops into our streets, to scare us into submission.

Today, masked secret police are disappearing people to concentration camps without due process. Troops are in the streets again. To scare us into submission.



A self-proclaimed king sits in the Oval Office. In OUR Whitehouse.


The People will serve No King nor Corporate Overlord.
Not ever.
Not in America.
July 4th, 2025. This year, it’s not about burgers and beer, and waving the flag.
It’s about purpose.

“When, in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another…”

History repeats until you fucking learn it.

America is Coming Out

At least now the United States will have a President who accurately represents the American Republic. Trump is not a symptom of American decline, but the result of it. A criminal. Mobster. Abuser of rights. Plunderer of resources.

He personifies all the worst things America does. No filter.

America has been an imperial power since WWII. Buying or taking whatever we want. Under cover story of stopping communism, we’ve invaded Korea, Vietnam, Iraq, Afghanistan, and more. If we can’t win using economic warfare, like tariffs and corporate invasions, we send in the marines.

All of it “to protect vital interests”.
Like big oil and gas profits, and ensuring infinite future profits for the weapons industry.

Sold to the highest bidder. Everything is for sale. Except for peace. We sell weapons to both sides to ensure that unrest continues in the world, because a world without warfare is much harder to exploit for profit and power.

All the unrest and violence in the world also enables a nearly $1T per year military budget, further ensuring the profits and stabilty of weapon manufacturers…and their ever growing stock prices (=huge profits for the rich and shameless).

But good news…we’ve finally come out as a country. Now, our president will be a mob boss. No more hiding, pretending to do good.

Hey world: It’s who we really are. The Home of Monopolies and Organized Crime, The Land of the Deceived.

All that “protect the peace” and “promote democracy” BS is just the cover story. Again and again we make the rest of the world “an offer they can’t refuse”. Our words are backed by aircraft carriers, stealth bombers and nukes. Who’s gonna argue? Who’s gonna be the first next to get fed up, and decide to fight back?

I guess we’re gonna find out. And soon.

Authors Note: All opinions expressed here are just that: opinions. If you don’t like mine, I probably won’t like yours either. Let’s just nod, and walk away. Maybe come back with solutions instead of opinions. Because of the two, only solutions actually matter.

Self Care

For the record, if it sounds like I’ve lost my sense of humor, I have. There is nothing funny about any of this, and I’m keeping my head down and remaining on full defense. Call it Self Care. It’s not paranoia if they ARE out to fuck you. Trust me, they are out to fuck us. Most of us.



The next few years are going to be unlike anything we’ve ever experienced. People we know and love will die. Women. Children. Trans kids. Refugees. Journalists who dare report the truth.
All Unnecessarily.

People are going to lose their freedom for standing up for what is right, against a completely corrupted government with zero tolerance for dissent. There will be protests in the streets, and violence when Trump sends the military against the protestors. I’ll keep speaking out, like this. Until it becomes too dangerous, or they come for someone I know. Then it’s war.

Simply put, if you aren’t on the right side of history, I don’t need you in my life. On social media and real life. Friends. Family. ANYONE. If you’re still cluelessly sitting on the fence, YOU ARE on the wrong side. I might try to school ya, but only if it doesn’t cause me too much stress and pain. It’s easier to block and ignore.
Like I said: Self care.

This is a hill I will die on, figuratively, but also literally if they come for people I care about. If you didn’t vote, voted 3rd party, voted for Trump, you are on your own. Because you voted to hurt people. This isn’t just about political party, it’s about morality. It isn’t just politics. This is basically America’s moment of Truth. Our own little custom Armageddon, and ironically, the Church is on the wrong side. Maybe it’s because they aren’t reading their Bibles. Or maybe they are, and they’re actively working with the Orange Anti-Christ to make it a reality…to force Jesus to come back or some dumbass bs.
Don’t misunderstand me. I’m not getting all religious. I do believe in a greater power, but i don’t think Jesus is coming to save us. I think we need to save ourselves. I’m just pointing out the obvious similarities between Revelations and Reality here, while knowing there are other, more tangible explanations for them.

Look. Above all, this is about defending myself, the people I love, and all the good people who value the Truth, from harm. Keeping the pain as far away as possible.

It hurts to talk to certain family members. So I don’t. I won’t.  That’s the simple truth. They’ve become immoral and represent everything I detest about America. About Humanity. I may love them, but I have no room for that negative energy in my life. No room at all. It just brings me pain. And right now, I’m not looking for that in my world.

You know what I’m about to say.
Self care.

Trump 2.0 – Submission into Oligarchy

How long will it take for fascist in the Whitehouse to cause some innocent person to lose all of their tomorrows?

How long after that until the corrupt media tells us it’s perfectly fucking normal? Until All media is State Media?

How much abuse will the American people take before they wake up and begin to fight for their freedoms?

Tune in Jan 20th for the new season of “America For Sale: Welcome to the New Oligarchy™” aka Trump 2.0

If you read this far, and don’t know what ‘oligarchy’ means, don’t worry.  Trust me. All you need to know is: You are being fucked in the Ass by The Rich.

If you ain’t worth millions, you ain’t worth shit. No matter what Orange Droolius promised.

Welcome to The Submission. The descent into the most brutal forced austerity measures in modern history, brought to you by the same Faux-Christian Nationalists who offered America Project 2025, with extra heaps of racism and hate, and more than half of voters said, “Yes thank you. We’d like a real hard ass fucking, please!”

We’re all gonna get what you MAGAs asked for. Thanks for that, you amoral pricks.

In The Beginning…

In the beginning, man created God. And in his image he created Him. And when man had learned to use his God as a power to control and exploit the fears of his brother’s and sisters, he looked upon his creation and decided it was good.

In later days, Jesus came out of the desert, and tried to show people the path to inner freedom, free from the slavery to a false god and it’s creators. The same church people who created this God, put Jesus on the cross to shut him up.

Now, as we stumble blindly into the apocalypse, Jesus has come back many times since, an archetype for a stubborn world that never learns. Each time, the Church, or King or council of elders, or right-wing political party, uses their influence and power to silence His voice. Before He can get people to listen. To wake up.

The ‘religious elite’ have learned their lesson about making martyrs though, so they no longer have public trials and executions of people for heresy and witchcraft. The modern church has evolved, and secular government has replaced many of the functions previously served by religion. Now they work together.

The faceless elite, churchy or not, now know it’s much easier to ruin reputations with baseless accusations, or imprison their critics for crimes they didn’t commit. Or for treason or terrorism.

Another Jesus silenced. The power struggle continues. With Them on top, because They control everything. Except our thoughts, though They are trying to do that too, using the mainstream and social media to spread propaganda.

The voice of the next Jesus may be crying in the wilderness already. Somewhere nearby, a ‘faithful Christian’ is planning to ‘shut that heretic up’, any way possible.

(Authors disclaimer: for any MAGA moron who might read this and think, I’m talking about Trump, you are wrong!)

This is not a Christian nation. It’s a nation in which you are free to be Christian.
For Now. Keep pushing this unconstitutional bullshit, forcing your beliefs upon the rest of  us at your own risk. Fuck around and find out how fast we start crucifying your hypocrite asses.