Fukkin' Really America?

   Donald Trump will be the 45th President of the U.S after his electoral win last night. The question is: Why? Why him? I will make this as crystal clear as I possibly can. I AM NOT A HILLARY CLINTON SUPPORTER. Never have been, never will be. That said, you folks south of the border were in a "Sophie's Choice" scenario, but was the lesser of the 2 evils really him? If you believe even 1/8th of the shit printed about The Donald, he was a business failure who had some half dozen bankruptcies. Several other ventures tied to him were also fails. He's supposedly a sexist, racist bigot. And still he was elected POTUS.

   Not that Hillary was exactly squeaky clean, either, what with the email problems and all. But she at least knew what the corridors of power were like, having walked them several times.

   So, now the fun begins. Trump needs to put together a good transition team to work with Obama before he takes over January 20th. And with a Republican controlled House and Senate, he at least will be able to do things. Maybe even "Make America Great Again".

   I'll also say this about him. Like him or not, he is not stupid, although some media would like us to believe. I hope he's smart enough to listen to advisers, and actually take their advice. If not, America, and possibly the rest of the world, will be a shambolic mess when he leaves.

   But back to the title of this semi-rant: Fukkin' Really America? What were you all drinking last night? Was it a "free tequila night" or something. If it was (and again I'm NOT a Hillary supporter) enjoy your 4 year long hangover. I hope it was worth it!

   'Nuff said.

Ramping Up Again

   After a year of near obscurity (and with a new focus on a bunch of stuff) I'm reactivating this platform. I'm not going to post as often as I have in the past, but I am making a comeback of sorts.
   When I indicated last October that I was "shutting down". I mentioned 3 reasons. Religion, the Kardashians, and Kim Jung-Un, and my seeming inability to find anything else to blog about. So, naturally, I'm kicking the re-launch off with 'Lil Kim (aka Sum Dum Fuk).
   The big question these days surrounds the well being of his wife, Ri Sol-ju, who married Kim back in 2012.

   Apparently, she hasn't been seen in more than 7 months, and that's lead to speculation about her 'health'. There are rumors she's pregnant. There are rumors she "fell out" with 'Lil Kim's sister, who runs some government department or something. Some even say she's fucked off for the West which, for her, would be the smart choice.
   'Lil Kim's got a thing about bumping off family members and others who cross him up. He fed an uncle to the dogs, and had a military commander executed by firing squad. With an anti-aircraft gun. So, getting rid of the missus probably isn't outside the realm of believability for the fat fuk.
   Maybe someone should check the palace kennels to see if the hounds have been getting fatter. Hell, it might be the start of a new North Korean fad, their version of "Where's Waldo"......"Where's Ri Sol-ju"?
   'Nuff said.

Still Alive

   Yes, I am still here and kicking. It's been almost 7 months since my last post (The Last Post..For Now) back last October, and I figured I'd check back in with an update on something I've blogged about in the past. And while I'm still alive, the same can't be said for the guy in the photo above. He's former, now deceased, senator Rod Zimmer, and a few years back he caused quite a stir.
   It's over the woman in the picture. She's not his grand-daughter, although she's young enough to be. She's not his daughter, either. That, in fact, is his now widow, Maygan Sensenberger. She's 46 years his junior. When they got married she was 22, he was 68. He died this week at age 73, cause unknown (although I think it might have been Viagra poisoning). They both made headlines about 4 years ago when she (allegedly) threatened to kill him while they were on a flight from Ottawa. If you want to know the gory details, do s Wiki search.
   She's a so-called 'actress', who was in a very low budget film where she played (if memory serves) a robotic sex toy. Which probably didn't require a whole lot of acting on her part. A lot of folks also called her a gold-digger for marrying the old geezer, so she could grab his pension and benefits when he kicked the bucket. Dunno if that's true or not, but that's what some were saying.
   Anyway, R.I.P Rod. At least you got your end away.
   As for me, well..check back in from time to time. You never know when I'll pop up.
   'Nuff said. (For now)

The Last Post (For Now)

   I am, in fact, wrapping up this blog. Maybe not permanently, but at least for the time being. The "why" is simple. After going over past posts, a pattern has emerged. That pattern shows me I've been teeing off on 3 main topics lately. They are (in no particular order) religion, Kim Jung Un and the Kardashians.
   While I've had a lot of fun skewering all 3 at length, I find there is increasingly less and less to say about them. Which might be for the best. The big problem is I seem to have run out of anything remotely new or interesting to say about this and/or other topics. I also find I have less and less time to devote to this page, which sort of goes hand in glove with the first problem.
   So, after a grand total of 447 posts over the past few years, it's time to quit. As I indicated in the title, this is not a final good-bye, but rather "farewell". Like the old James Bond movie title "Never say never".
   To all my followers, I say "thank you". And who knows. I might pop in from time to time if anything I feel is urgent or pressing, outrageous or whatever turns up.
   Until the next time:
   'Nuff said.

It's Been A Long Time

   For which I apologize. It has been a long, long time since I turned my attention to this blog, something I'll work to address in the future.
   In my last post, I think I indicated I was having trouble posting images here, due to the switch to windows 10. I have yet to get that corrected, but I'll soldier on.
   There are a couple of things on the Ratbag radar today, starting with an old favorite, misbehaving priests. Seems one was fired recently after he "came out". This guy apparently worked at the Vatican in the doctrinal area. But he wasn't fired for being gay (what a shock!), but rather for bringing the topic of same-sex partnerships up ahead of a major event discussing families.. Here I though priests were supposed to give up the "pleasures of the flesh" when they took their vows or whatever. Oh, yeah,. Silly me. That doesn't seem to stop them preying on parishioners, especially young kids.
   Which brings me to another priest. And I'll be fair to this guy by saying he's not in deep shit for being a kiddie diddler. He did something just a bit more outrageous than that. He pointed a functioning musket at the head of an 8 year old boy. Why? What happened? Did they get in a fight about football? Actually, yeah. They did. Seems the priest is a New York Giants fan, the kid roots for the Dallas Cowboys. No word if the gun was loaded, but still! Anyway, buddy faces charges, which he has pleaded not guilty to.
   Finally, it seems conservation officers in Victoria, B.C subdued a cougar that was spotted around town. Of the 4-legged variety. It was tranquillized and shipped out of town. If it'd been the 2-legged kind of cougar, it would likely have been seen in the bar district, and officers would've used a Mojito or 2 to tranquillize her..
   For now:
   'Nuff said.

More Random Shit Friday Stuff

   And thanks to my Windows 10 upgrade, I (at least for now) can't post images here. When I get things figured out, I will. But for now, I'll just soldier on.
   First: Ashley Madison. You no doubt know all about the hack attack on the hook-up site that says "Life is short, have an affair". I know life is short, but having an affair and then having my wife find out about it would drastically shorten it even more. So, no. I was not caught up in the whole affair (pardon the play on words). Do I feel sorry for those who were caught up in the hack? Not really, no. Sure, it sucks to get found out, but to go on-line to "do it"? These days, that's just asking for trouble. So, no. I didn't sign up for Ashley Madison. Nor do I have an account on any website that could get me in trouble. Shit, I don't really like shopping on-line, but there are things that I have no choice but to get via the internet, simply due to geography and availability.
   Moving on: The McWhopper. There'd been word McDonalds and Burger King were going to hook up and make such a monstrosity. I just shudder to think what the result might have tasted like. A "flame-broiled" burger with Rotten Ronnies "secret sauce"? Easy stomach, don't roll over now. Fortunately, it ain't gonna happen. Much to the delight of a lot of people, although there is a not insignificant portion of the population who would actually like to try it.
   Moving on: Stevie Ray Vaughn. As hard as it is to imagine, it's been 25 years since his death in a helicopter crash in Wisconsin. He was (and in my mind remains) one of the pre-eminent guitar players of all time. Right up there with the likes of the late B.B King, Eric Clapton, Jimi Hendricks and Jimmy Page. He was one of the "new generation" of blues players, yet still remained rooted in deep Chicago and Southern blues. Sadly, with the deaths of so many of the "old" blues guitarists, that genre or music is now in decline. Hopefully, there's another SRV in the wings.
   'Nuff said.

Random Shit Friday

   Yeah, again I'm just gonna string some shit together for today's post. And we'll start with my favorite tin-pot dictator, "lil" Kim Jung Un (aka: Sum Dum Fuk).
   North Korea's favorite son has decided his country needs to keep it's own time. So, he's decreed all clocks will be set 30 minutes earlier to avoid "wicked imperialism" of places like South Korea and Japan, which his country currently shares a time zone with. And why not? His country's already about 30 years in the past, so I guess another half hour ain't gonna make much difference.
   Moving on: A young woman wanting to hand a petition to Peru's Prime Minister took the "get to the choppa" phrase a little too figuratively. The 20 year old wanted to hand a letter to the P.M about her jailed brother. So, she decided to slip past security and try to button-hole the guy as his helicopter landed. Just one hitch. As she was walking up to greet him she ran face-first into the rear rotor and was decapitated. But apparently the government isn't all cruel. They'll pay the cost of her funeral.
   Moving on: This is far and away my favorite photograph so far this year:

   Pope Frankie was at some youth function (I believe was), when he encountered this woman. I don't know who she is, nor do I much care. But you just gotta wonder what was going through Frankie's mind. My guess is "I must remember to give a blessing to the..HOLY FUCK!! Look at the size of those tits!" At least the young lady is getting her points across. I guess it was cold wherever they were. Either that or she was excited to meet Frank. I just hope he wasn't getting excited about the generous jugs she presented him. "Is that a cross in your cassock, or are you happy to see me?" Tits okay. She's chest what he's looking for. And a fuckin' good look he got too! I've heard staring at a woman's boobs adds 5 years to your life. From the look on Frankie's face, I'd say he's added about 30. Mind you, when I first saw this it took me a few minutes to realize the pope was even IN the picture!!
   Have a great weekend.
   'Nuff said