So I figured with my recent departure from the blogging scene, I should get back in.
And I’m not referring to a “departure” of a few days or weeks. I mean the seven months I’ve spent posting photos and fucking around, offering blank thoughts.
A serious post is in order, I thought.
So I wrote something about the horrors in japan. I also tried to extract a lesson from that largely unpreventable horror – hoping to revisit and reassess the disgusting costs to our honour, our moral authority, our freedom, and our ways of life from “the War of Terror [sic].”
It was an embarrassing failure.
I never had the focus and concentration, nor the insight, to really make serious, deep, thoughtful observations about life and society.
The best I can offer is to insert a fucked-up prism between you and the world, hoping that in one corner you might see something, and think of something, in a way that had heretofore eluded you.
So I’ll do that through my simple, simplistic prisms o’ March 14, 2011:
 Look around. In a world where ten thousand people can disappear in a minute, or minutes, the USA is “led” by men and women who have spent years fighting about trivial things, and occasionally about grand ideas, while ignoring the obvious, slow-moving tsunamis of medical expenses, and the transfer of wealth from the young and the future to the old and the dwindling.
The “Greatest Generation” sure did raise some asshole motherfucker babybooners, lemmetellya!
 Aren’t natural tits vastly preferable to those enhanced beachballs that dominate the landscape?
Okay, that’s it for the serious stuff. . . .