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11/04/2016 · 2:42 pm

Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail 2016

Last month, I kidded a friend that 2016 is The Year Everyone Died Or Sold Out. I figured if I joked about it, it might stop being true. Even though I am well acquainted with Fear and Loathing, this was the point where everyone else got acquainted with them too.

Even I wasn’t mentally prepared for the comedians caving in. That was the final straw for me on social media: well-known comedians abusing their influence by endorsing presidential candidates. Try to conjure an image of George Carlin backing Richard Nixon. You can’t, because Carlin was a brilliant mind with integrity. Entertainers publicly endorse a candidate because their corporate masters told them to, and the ones that do are whores. Straight up. Continue reading →

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Tagged as 2016, 2016 election, Ben Franklin, corporate crap, despair, Dylan Thomas, Fear and Loathing on the Campaign Trail '72, George Carlin, Henry David Thoreau, Hunter S. Thompson, National Lampoon, political cartoons, political correctness, politics, sellouts, Star Wars, suicide, the American Dream, whores

10/17/2016 · 2:14 pm

1941: The Illustrated Story

1941 is a not-very-good comedy from 1979, directed by a young Steven Spielberg. It has an all-star cast; John Belushi, Robert Stack, Slim Pickens, Ned Beatty, and Christopher Lee, just to name a few. The score, from the dependable John Williams, is rousing and bombastic, with a great send-up of Glenn Miller that plays before a “zoot-suit riot”. The movie is a farce about a small California town that descends into chaos when a Japanese sub appears off the coast, just after the attack on Pearl Harbor.

The destruction effects, and Slim Pickens faking a forceful shit by chucking a boot in a toilet, greatly endeared 1941 to me as a boy, to the point where I drove my dad nuts with it. He knew it was a stupid, leaden bomb. I saw Dan Aykroyd with nylon hose on his head and oranges in his eyes screaming “I’m a bug”, and I lost my mind. Then I tried it myself one day, and I almost lost my eyesight. Continue reading →

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Tagged as 1940s, 1970s, 1979, Allan Asherman, Back To The Future, Bob Gale, breasts, Christopher Lee, comedy, comix, Dan Ackroyd, Dick Tracy, Eddie Deezen, Epic Illustrated, Heavy Metal, Irwin Hasen, Jaws, John Belushi, John Milius, John Williams, MAD magazine, movies, Nancy Allen, National Lampoon, Peter Benchley, Rick Veitch, Robert Stack, Robert Zemeckis, Slim Pickens, Stephen Bissette, Steven Spielberg, Susan Backlinie, Tim Matheson, Toshiro Mifune, Warren Oates, whores, WWII

09/15/2016 · 5:50 pm

Digital Diaspora

diaspora: a scattered population with a common origin in a smaller geographic locale. Diaspora can also refer to the movement of the population from its original homeland.

There’s a chance, being that you are using the Internet, that you are experiencing an intangible emptiness, a desire to fulfill a need you didn’t know you had.

You are far from alone. This is normal.

Spoiler: they hatefuck.

Many of us used the Internet around the year 2000 because it supplied things we couldn’t find elsewhere. Easy and plentiful pornography, hurtful humor, forums and blogs brimming with lolcows; all the schadenfreude one could stand.

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Tagged as 2010s, ALF, Brett Easton Ellis, Captain OG Readmore, corporate crap, despair, Die Hard, ennui, Ghostbusters, Internet, movies, old internet, sellouts, smartphones, smoking, television, Transformers, whores

09/13/2016 · 12:02 am

My Back Pages

Print is important and always will be. Secret messages are sent on paper; on computers, they have to be heavily encrypted. This still doesn’t work as well as something that has to be photographed before someone burns or swallows it.

I’d call it a safe bet that money will always be printed, from elaborate etchings.

It is illegal in America to burn or otherwise destroy currency. Since 2000, new watermarks and patterns have been added, to make counterfeiting totally impossible. That’s how important these little rectangles of printed linen are. Continue reading →

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Tagged as Bands I Useta Like, comedy, comix, corporate crap, laughter, MAD magazine, Mike the Pod, National Lampoon, political correctness, sellouts, underground, whores

09/11/2016 · 1:43 pm

Intoleroids

From the 2016 Wish Book Catalog: Celebrate the 15th anniversary of America’s tolerance of the worst people in the world! Great gifts for anyone who fears free expression (from others), and the folks in your life who do nothing but tear down and destroy! Order now: before the right to criticize anything is taken away by the US government, to appease hateful, murderous bigots! Special discount for submissive would-be dissidents and useless virtue-signalers! Rat out your close friends and family online to get the whole set- FREE!

As seen on BIUL #2.

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Tagged as 2016, 9/11, 9/11/01, bloggers, censorship, comix, corporate crap, despair, Internet, political correctness, sellouts, whores

09/10/2016 · 3:25 pm

Career Immolation: A User’s Guide

They say there is no such thing as bad publicity. Of course there is, when the public asks;

“Whatever happened to that guy?”

And then the public remembers, “Oh yeah. That happened.”

(l-r:) Glenn Humplik and Tom Green, with one of Canada’s accursed “milk bags”. Hopefully I won’t be legally pressured to remove this photo.

In the late 1990s, MTV gave Canadian public access personality Tom Green his own show. It was a raucous, prank-filled half-hour wherein Green literally abused and humiliated every single person he encountered, while affecting an oblivious, addled mien. It was for the most part very funny. Continue reading →

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Tagged as 1980s, 1990s, 4chan, Andy Kaufman, Anthony Cumia, Artie Lange, Austin Powers, Billy Joel, Billy West, Canada, comedy, corporate crap, Drew Barrymore, Freddy Got Fingered, Howard Stern, Jackie Martling, Jay Roach, laughter, metal, Mike Myers, movies, New Jersey, NYC, prank calls, radio, Richard Christy, Robin Quivers, Ron Howard, Saturday Night Live, sellouts, Shrek, Sirius XM, So I Married An Axe Murderer, The Jerk, Tom Green, trolls, Whitest Kids U Know, whores

09/02/2016 · 11:11 am

Imaginary Black Friend

Don’t be the only kid on your block without one! It’s the hottest thing on Facebook!

From BIUL III.

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08/19/2016 · 7:53 pm

A Wronging Endorsement

In the latter half of the 1980s, just about every teenage guy wanted to be Michael J. Fox.

Kari Michaelson AND Nancy McKeon- ROWR!

He had indomitable charisma. He had charm. He even made voice-cracking kind of cool. He was likable yuppie Alex P. Keaton on NBC’s sitcom Family Ties, and spastic teen time-traveler Marty McFly in the Back To The Future trilogy of movies.

Then in 1991, after Brian DePalma’s Casualties Of War, Michael J. Fox was diagnosed with young-onset Parkinson’s Disease. Continue reading →

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Tagged as 1980s, 1985, 1989, 1991, advertising, Back To The Future, Back To The Future II, Bill Cosby, Casualties Of War, Coke, corporate crap, Donald Rumsfeld, Family Ties, Michael J. Fox, Monsanto, movies, Pepsi, product placement, sellouts, whores

08/07/2016 · 12:51 pm

The Final Time-Out

I was banned from Facebook for 24 hours. I guess I shared a .gif of bouncing boobies with my friend, on a private page. I don’t know or care, to be honest.

Go ahead, pull up Zuckerberg’s terms of service. Point out the exact fine print where it says titties are bad for social media. Tell me I’m on someone else’s digital property. Then print those terms out, roll them up, and shove them up your mother’s pussy. Sideways. Continue reading →