Killer Rat Bastard Cops Who Shoot Dogs For Fun

Anyone who views this should be outraged and every badge in attendance should pay dearly for what they did. They could have shut the door and walked away from the dog that was sitting there for many minutes showing no aggression.

So they taze him twice - the pooch tries to escape and they shoot it at least four times.

Of course they lied their killer asses off and said the dog was aggressive.

This is bad enough but there is a much larger problem in that these human pieces of shit who have a license to kill at will do the same to humans.  LINK

You Gotta Be Kidding But They're Not

I don't need this crap right outta the box early in the morning. These rich fucks are serious too and trust me if they could they would squeeze you for what they think is your share if they had a chance. Why - because this is what rich pricks do sitting around jerking each other off. Crap like this pisses me off and there is no being nicey nicey when it comes to pure fuckery like this.

 If you have military-age children who have not served in this decade's wars, then you owe a debt — meaning money — to those who did. That's the premise of a new fundraising effort by three wealthy American families who want to help U.S. veterans of the conflicts in Iraq and Afghanistan.

My comment and it deserved much more than what I gave and my hope is that I pissed many off -

Is this what wealthy people do with their time? Seriously this is considered news?

I have many better ideas than these wealthy people.

Rather than paying your way out of their guilt feelings why don't you work within the system and get the draft reinstated for your Empire's wars and change it so those in DC who are elected children go first.

Then change the tax codes so the rich and corporations pay their fair share like the rest of America does.

Besides that there are many of us who have been supporters of our troops long before you got on the bandwagon wanting to find a way to ease what ever nonsense feelings you rich people think you have concerning these men and women.

For example-
I supported them by not wanting them sent to Iraq to die for lies of the bush killers and the 1% who live here and profiteer from war. I supported and still do support them by wanting them home all these years from Iraq and Afghanistan.

I find the premise totally disgusting in the sense these well to do people are so willing to pay up and want others with children who did not serve the Empire with a gun in their hand to if they had their way to have to pay as well.

Disgusting - totally disgusting.

Mercun wealthy Taliban in action.
 

Little One Fly's Religion Story

Some of my earliest memories are having to bundle up in the middle of winter freezing my ass off during the twelve mile ride from outta the cornfield on gravel roads to our parish to attend mass. The time period is early 50's.

There was this short fat little Monsignor Monster wearing these elaborate and colorful robes who would scream at the top of his lungs how little One Fly was going to burn in the fires of hell for a variety of reasons all very bad of course. Rules made up a very long time ago influenced by this guy who could feed a lot of people by snapping his fingers. That's what they were telling me. Of course you're down 2 and 0 right out of the gate cause of that original sin we're all born with you know. I didn't do a goddamn thing I'm just a pecker head kid who got dragged to this place against my will. You want to impress me turn the fucking heat up. I'm still freezing my ass.

In all seriousness at that tender age tiny One Fly called bullshit as he does to this day. Since I was not in control I had to go through the motions for a long time and hated all of it for the most part. As a sidelight during these times One Fly was not a good participant while attending this ritual and misbehaved at least that's what the story is. Dad would be glaring at me and if I was really pissing him off mouth some words. When it was over and on the way to the car he would say "You're going to get it". And on the way back home on one of those gravel roads you never knew where, he'd stop the the car pull me out and give me a spanking. OUCHY WAWA.
I'm pretty sure it was deserved.

Then there's the Continuing Education/Brainwashing side. Leading up to the second biggy the first being Baptism you study and learn all that will make you eligible to receive your First Communion where you are fed one of these guys for the first time. This was always confusing to me. All who enter do win a prize and that is you get to tell all the bad things you have done according to them to one of the robed guys who sits behind a screened window. Can't see him but you can hear him. You've seen him around and he knows who you are. What the fuck do you think little boys do? How I hated this and you had to do it there was no choice. Told to say any number of various prayers and wa la all is otay. You will not burn in the fires of this place called hell and are free to start all over. There need to be laws protecting children from this. On Saturday's would go the other direction for an hour of instruction from penguins at another parish. You didn't even get a break during summer vacation cause there was two full weeks of all day indoctrination back at the other place. This shit was brutal for a kid in my position.

Continuing with education we moved off the cornfield and into town so there could some of the real thing at the Catholic school during the junior high years. Included in that were daily hands on indoctrination sessions with the resident robe. One Fly left a perfect learning environment and entered a classroom of utter chaos. There is one of of my grade schoolteachers left and when I see her she never fails to tell me that I was her best student. I love this woman. It was chaos and the penguins knew so little they actually had students teaching math and science. It took six months for me to be corrupted by this atmosphere and when it came time to enter high school I was not close to being prepared. Just was not strong enough as a person at that time to say no to what I was being subjected to.

It was during that time and for a couple years during high school that I entered the inner sanctum of the robes and became a server. That was kind of fun because you got to mess with all the toys these guys used. You had to light the candles which could be a pain in the ass, fire up the old incense burner, mumble a whole bunch of Latin bull shit, and then when it came time for communion followed the robe around with this fancy wooden handled plate just in case he dropped the guy he was feeding to everyone. Of course when one of your buds was at the rail you jammed that plate into his throat hoping he'd choke and sometimes he did. Then during the sermon you had a birds eye view of all in the audience. Who was asleep who was drooling on themselves and who was misbehaving stuff like that. Then there was holy week. Seven nonstop days of mumbo-jumbo pass all. I have never in my life seen the likes of what happens on Thursday night of that week. This is bizarre shit at the very least. One of the downsides of doing this is that you had to wear this cheap ass black and white floor length dress.

Quit doing the server stuff but during high school continuing education continued with a one night a week gathering for more of the same. For many it was a way to get out of the house or off the farm for a bit of screwing off on a school night. The more daring ones would use this opportunity to sneak a few brewskis before heading home.

This has been the whole truth and nothing but the truth and what is important to me is that they didn't get me. They will never get me and I feel for all the millions who have been gotten and right now it is the ones that have been gotten that are fucking our country up in such a way with a mind fucked agenda and beliefs that are so far removed from reality it difficult for me to put into words what exactly it is except for this is just sick sick shit!

And as another sidelight will add this and make no conclusions or offer much up other than it did happen. I just say that while in West Africa and I will use the word "a spirit" interacted with One Fly. Never saw it but heard it and felt it no bull shit. Maybe it didn't like white boys.