The blog post to end all blog posts.and all that ails society etc.

I blame it all on Twitter. How is my blog supposed to take off when the world now has dutifully gone to TWEET? Sure, Sure, I'll take responsibilty and own up and whatnot and so forth but still ... It is very possible that the failure of this blog doesn't rest with me. I mean I pretty much figure out the autism and add and adhd "issue" right here and still I have to fight for my 5.000 hit goal by may 24th.

For those who missed my theories on the root causes of supposed disorders such as Autism and ADD I will repeat them as you shouldn't have to scroll nowadays.

Autism- Baby in the womb. Gets wind of widgets, then gets wind that myspace must be divorced and start new relatioship with Facebook. Then, current baby in womb gets wind that Facebook can no LONGER suffice. Needs not even known suddenly exist and must be met. There must and shall be an exodus to Twitter and the quest for "followers" rather than "friends." The suicide rate among teens is tripling, btw. The baby in the womb just might have gone with it's mother to Best Buy and realized that all systems have been upgraded once again.The baby might sense that Blu Ray wasn't meant to be and maybe he shouldn't be meant to be either. The fetusish baby makes a personal lifestyle choice- Autism.


ADD or ADHD- Same concept except the cat's out of the bag, so to speak. The baby has no choice but to go outside, and is now forced to Keep up. Before the internet LCD's in every home era-- ADD was called hyperactiviy and it seemed to only affect a few characters. Maybe if we just changed energy related diagnosis's to "more spirited than the average bear" things wouldn't seem so bleak.
So now we have this awful post post modern time and the teen or whatever has to choose between Reddit and Wingwong and Bilabong and Stumbleupon and Weezer and just a year ago that wasn't as much a problem and the future promises more of the same but even more of the same and CRISIS and the search for Diagnosis's and the invention or updation of new Criteria and the confusion that results when comorbidity is always a possibility and Pfizer is working on it and there you go. If Pfizer fails than Eli Lilly might not and hope stays alive (even after Obamas out of office.)


I have a solution for it all and it doesn't involve a cure(though that is being worked on). I am starting up a new world where every group is placed in a more hospitable environment according to his presumed diagnosis. This won't be restrictive as free choice is mandated but I have concluded that the world is not hostpitable to a large enough percent of the population and I have the solution. I would be misusing and abusing the spirit of Twitter by putting it there over the course of a whole day and night rather that at once so you will have to stay tuned to this blog if you want a better life and such.


no one will read this because of said pandemic of attention deficit or swine flu hysteria and again I choose not to take the blame.

Propopals and such

Been looking around at blogs at it seems that any one with the slighest bit of originality feels compelled to say that they are "crazy" or "insane" or whatever variant of ..."Don't call me a WEIRDO."

I plan to start a few activist blogs the minute time and motivation permit but for now I'll just say that it's a sad stupid culture that we are basting in and that the norms have gotten progressively more tedious.

The word "Awesome" has reached a swine flu fever pitch and will all these twittering myspace rejecting buffoons around it's no wonder that any one slightly not of average of below creativity or intellect will find the world inhospitable.

For some reason, bad or good, I've always found that the dull and the scared to be the "ill" ones. Life has slowly but surely taught me that the dull and the scared are the vast majority and that behaving not as dull or not as scared will incur ISSUES.

I didn't really get this until this year and living in L.A and meeting some of the people I met. Ignorance in that caee wasn't bliss but it was bettter than what this new knowledge feels like.

Ah, this is another long story and as undull and unscared as I'd like to be I don't feel like writing some 200 page post about this concept and having no comments...



Basically, I am bemoaning a world where individuality seems to be getting more and more endangered. Bemoaning(!!!!!!) a world where the DSM keeps getting updated and bought by armchair psychologists and... to get grants or whatever the DSM people are working so hard for... every month brings with it a new acronym for a "mental disorder." I propose that there is only two labels that should be of any interest and that is socipath and not sociopath. Of course, a wide spectrum exists between a saint and a sociopath but my new sense is --that barring sociopathy all designations are just a waste. Sure, it's fun to diagnose and it's fun to discuss but either you have a conscience or you don't and the rest is talky talky blah blah.

My new goal for the month that has replaced my goal to foment an awesome revolution:

I will not Twitter... so help me god. My face will not be on a book? You see, there is no book and just a face(if a pic is put up.) So in the end, Suckas, myspace was at least not false advertising!!!
The hideous plea, "Follow me on Twitter," is worse than swine flu and so please don't heed its ... Siren song.

put your twitter in your shi#&*(

For fucks sake, I'm being invited to join twitter by someone I don't think I know. Why would I join this twitter? I haven't been able to rationilize joining myspace or facebook and now twitter is here! Twitter? I looked at it and I can't see it offering me anything of any substance.
Can a handbasket handle all this hell? Can I hear a collective NO. NO to nightclubs with velvet ropes(though I get in!) NO to any lines where a meathead says yay or nay. NO to more yogurt shops will names that only serve to confuse. NO to the apathy of there being a homeless person for every street in L.A(it seems) No to manequins with stuffed bikini breifs. NO to bitches and bastards getting away with it. NO to advertisements on busses that can't be avoided. NO to billboards, also leaves us without choice to ignore. NO to Sad attempts to pretend are coffee is grande or tall or venti. NO to coffee houses without any hope of "cafe society." No to stale scones. Well, that's silly, but I'm sure it's a problem.

Obviously this is rant and Gustave(the name of the King of Sweden Btw) might or might not terrorize some fine people who will suffer and suffer. I knew Hurrican Fay would be a non-event. The king and queen of hurricanes need names such as Gustave and Katrina. Fay, Seth, or Tiffany,I'd bet, will never get above category 2.

Tila Tequila had a million or more My space friends. Need I say more? 30 plus year olds are trudging to twitter when their facebook "friends." suggest they do so. I really feel the world has gotten very lame when I see gray hairs falling in step with this idiocy.

Saw a CNN special on Obama and it confirmed my immediate and lasting impressions of him-- An egotist who could care very little about his fellow man. I can't help but think I'm quicker than most because I figured out that Tyra Banks was wicked from day one of her next failed model show. The people on TWOP took seasons to come to the same conclusion. Obama is no Tyra but I feel sure that it will just take many longer to come around to this fake.

I sense that Michelle Obama doesn't enjoy any of this and resents his ego engorgement.


What else? I predict that Tina Fey will play this v.p pick Palin on S.N.L, and that it won't be funny. Palin sounds like Jiminy Glick's wife, Daisy. Whatever happened to Jan Hooks? Probably producing an episode of "Third watch" or whetever the hell they produce after the fame dissapears.

Labor day-- must arrange labor day events and do fitting labor day things which I think is making a barbecue or ending up on some beach somewhere. I think wings and jalapeno poppers should be served at some point to a bevy of revelers. I'm not sure.
Maybe fried zuccini and potato skins with fixins are more appropriate. Or is that for the fourth of July? Oh, these specialized mondays are stressing me out. On Veterans day I made a spinach dip and it felt all wrong.

Either way, I plan to live well, always make appetizers, and get the best revenge. Is that the quote?

I've done my bit to foment a revolution today. And you?