Friday, November 30, 2007

Aug 1, 2002

HO BA Haroo
The time keeper is in the shoe
It lives scattered on the crunchy asphalt
Surrounded by tar pebbles
Hello to the picture books
The crisp mangoes
HO HO
South of the border organics
My word
The mouth sounds are bloated
Meaningless
Inside the house of grandmother
Leather couches and horses,
Dark, shiny hardwood floors
There are no shoes in here,
No labels
No scattered bills or trash bags
Or worthless knick knacks
This is a museum
I'll steal the pictures
There are no lines here,
These pages are empty
No structure
Can't you see?
YOU
YOU PEOPLE
There is no meaning anymore
No purpose
Don't you see?
This is a dehydrated world
No amount of bleach, detergents, or disinfectants
Can clean up this mess
Or wash away the misery
This world is a museum
Do not treat this world like a museum
This world is our grandparents house
This world is an empty shoe box
And we're walking all over it with the shoes we tore from it,
We're devouring this place
Eating deeper and deeper into its soul
Listen
We've caramel coated this apple
But it's rotting away from the inside out
Just like the shoes we wear
Take off your shoes
And stick your face in them
And smell the sickness

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Sometime in 2001

Empty contemplation of happiness
Grateful drips of gravy run down soggy biscuits and sudden sadness
Running down the sidewalk
Smoked Christmas turkey and spider man pajamas
Lost in thoughts of overpopulation
Curing abortathons
Mixing suicide martinis
Time tracking digressions in servitude
Watching a dream of knowledge sink into the dry river bed of truth
Dreamy ripples ever present are here
Absent as I watch flocks thicken and see the shepherds purses bulge
As their lost sheep multiply.
And all the while the spider men fight over jobs that their children will steal
And my smile withers as I look at my reflection
Just another sheep stares back
A bulge in his pants
And a dream of a blue eyed son and a dark haired love
With a Mediterranean smile
And a magic child in her womb
Warm my blood with the blanket of my own humanity

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

7/7/05

London was bombed today
Just me and an ipod
Ready to make a move
Taliban
Ready to say goodbye
to the fear of an intifada
Time to move on
To fearlessly board a plane
In this world
Which has always been crazy
Chaotic
And totally fine
In all its inherent DANGER
The future just IS
Death
Not something to be afraid of
To shackle us from the present
Which is just as fine as everything else
Actually it's better
Even with its idiots
Like Bush
And his terrorist enemies
All of them in the shackles of the future
Blind to the fine of life
Blowing each other
and sometimes us,
UP
And finding the future endlessly
Way too far ahead of time
So real time is today
for moving on
Into the fine time
Time to plan for the present
Which means finding a tomorrow
Free of the fears of the idiots
And their terrorist enemies
Free of the FUTURE
Which we need not be ignorant of
Nor shackled to
But rather free today
Three days after independence day

Monday, November 26, 2007

11/22/2004

On the field
Kicker for the football team
The John Wayne of the high school crew
Batters the pigskin with his skinny leg
FUMP
The light foot sweeps the brown pineapple off the turf
And bounds it into the air
And the earth takes suffocating breaths
With the suffocating people
All battling to breath
Off the football field
But John Wayne just breathes
Free on the football field
On a mission to kick a ball
Free to breath in the moment
He doesn't even have to know
That the breath of the moment is effortless
Because for John Wayne
It just is

some shorts written 11/15/2004

French Horizon

Dark Mint Castles
Crack gray purple in the dusk light
The French horizon


This casual breath
Filtered serious with the dark scrambling of the mind
Endlessly rushing for answers
And questioning

Sunday, November 25, 2007

God Forgive the USA


We have a lot on our plate as Americans these days. Things faintly seem like they are on the edge of something very bad happening. The scariest thing is that we have no leadership. It seems like everyone in Washington is in handcuffs, totally incapable of offering any hope or change in a sad state of affairs around the world. I know a lot of citizens who are concerned and long for some hope of change, but I fear that things are not in our control. I can't think of one presidential candidate on either side who gives me much hope. Why does it seem like we are continually offered Bad and Worse as our options for our elected officials in Washington?

Our government is failing us because it is not our government. It is the government of corporations, organized religion, and of itself. They are the ones electing our leaders, and it is no wonder we, the people, are being led into a giant mess, the likes of which human beings on earth have never seen. It is our corporate media, special interest groups, and a nasty little group of Washington insiders who choose our candidates. And every year it seems American voters have less variety of choice, fewer rights, and less power. The citizens and members of the American community are not in charge, but we are being governed. We are being led. We are being taught, and we are learning. We are learning to be selfish, self-centered, lonely, and totally competitive with the members of our communities, and the other human beings on earth. Is it any wonder we are terrible husbands, wives, parents, children, and relatives, and, most miserably, members of the human tribe of which we are a part?

We have a dangerous criminal government. They have nuclear weapons! Do you really think there is such a thing as "nuking them?" If we nuke them, we are nuking ourselves. No matter how far away they live, across the globe in China or Iran, we are still dropping a nuclear bomb on ourselves. We all live in the same atmosphere. We breath the same air, and whatever we do to "them" we also do to ourselves. Even when we drop smaller, non-nuclear bombs on Baghdad, we are breathing that crap in at some point. How can we all be so dumb? Do we really believe that cancer rates all over the world started going up after our nuclear bombing of Japan just because we've been smoking cigarettes and drinking too much, and eating too much food? That's what our lying government has been telling us so we don't hold them accountable for the truth, which is that it is their idiotic, and criminal manipulation of our mother earth and our atmosphere that is killing us in these disgusting, and unnatural ways. Do you think the cigarettes are killing us? We breath in more smoke from smog and pollution and all sorts of nastiness straight from the chemical factories, coal burning power plants, carbon burning motors, giant cow pastures, corporate farming developments, and shipping fleets, (which transport crap products from as far away as possible so we can consume them and overpack the pockets of corporations and their paid off madmen employees and owners) than we do from smoking cigarettes. They are killing the future for coming generations, our offspring. We are letting them.

Will somebody please take the power away from these madmen in Washington? We need to bring back Federalism. States rights should be paramount. We should turn the White House into a museum of the atrocious behavior of America, from the genocide we committed on a Native People on sacred land in order to gain the right to rape it, to slavery, to the criminal military campaigns of the past few hundred years, to the present nightmare greedhead show that is being perpetrated all over the world by the "freemarket" and it's Washington supporters.

Wake up people, the free-market is enslaving the human race. Do we want a free market, or a free people? Land of the free, home of the brave, has become land of the free market and home of the greedy consumer. We need to start going to AA meetings, all of us. Americans Anonymous. My name's Andrew and I'm an American. I'm humiliated, disgusted, and ready for a change. We are addicted to raping our mother around here. It is sick and twisted, selfish, and horrific. One oil well, city, building, farm, space-station, and highway after another we are threatening the whole natural order which is a result of hundreds of thousands of years of evolution. We are being trained by brainless leaders we created out of ignorance. Our leaders are not people, they are institutions. They don't care for our well-being, they care for our overpopulation, loneliness, misery, and fear. We are better consumers under such conditions.

As a people we need to learn to want what we have, and stop letting these psychotic institutions from continually training us to want what we don't have. As citizens we need to tear down this criminal government, and bring back democracy. This land is my land, this land is your land, this land is made for you and I. This land is not made for them to consume and destroy.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Manifest This

The future of the earth is the tribe of mankind. We will unite under the teachings of all our teachers to become the angels of the earth that we were born to be. We will all know each other as brothers and sisters here on earth. A tribe called the Human Race (instead of the rat race it has become). WETAHA-IWACHUPA

We are here brothers and sisters, fathers and mothers, and all of us children. We are here. We are all in this together. What more could we want than to be taken care of by our tribe, cared for, supported, and taught how to be enlightened, how to find our calling in life? We have spent thousands of years running from the "savage way" and trying to be "civilized," but this civilization is the most savage thing of all.

Our work is to expand our consciousnesses to become free. The language of the future is a language made of many different languages, and we certainly won't call it english, si vous plais.

Tuthakasa-the language of Mindhead, the language of soul, the internet of the universe. We will start to live in the dance of infinite energetic existence, connected as we are to all matter. Greetings, Blessings, help, and energy is waiting for us in the consciousness field that we have all been taught to disconnect from. We just need to learn how to plug back in, and then, after lots of suffering, famine, and war, as the light begins to dispel darkness, and all the ignorance of thousands of years of being taught, and living in, the lie that we are separate from God, begins to be consumed in the fire of our connectedness, we will rebuild the garden of eden here on our mother the earth, while our father the sun gives her the energy she needs to take care of us, so we can take care of her and tend this beautiful Garden Earth. Our Home.

Blessings and joy. We are all the same, ever created, ever destroyed. There is nothing to fear but the delusions we have been living and creating, locked into by our own creations and thoughts. Let us set ourselves free. The time is at hand.

Maybe around the year 2000

Drunk hats on high school heads
Running around the stage.
Let me go
let me go
scream the cool cat kids
as they paint disappearing ink on the scribbled page
leave us alone to rock on polluted rivers
we're tired of these cocksucker sermons
old uncle sam delivers

Friday, November 23, 2007

Good Day

Well it's Wednesday, the day before thanksgiving, and it finally snowed a bit. It seems the fire we burned this past Sunday is beginning to deliver it's payload. Mother nature is on our side. Even when she tornados, hurricanes, or droughts us to death.

Aspen is beautiful all times of year, and even though we don't have much snow, we still have this valley to be thankful for.

I missed a post yesterday, and life is a series of ups and downs, which could never exist without each other. Now it's the day after thanksgiving, and I still haven't posted anything. But here I am. Waiting for you.

The stress of getting YJS operations up and running is quite severe, but I seem to be on an inspired mission to offer recycled clothing and ideas to the people. Why not start with a store in Aspen, where the greedheads are trying to steal this valley from real people, as they have been stealing all the best of everything from us for thousands of years?

These people think they are entitled to more than their share. There is no room for mansions in this valley. They should all be bought up by the city, subdivided, totally greened, and turned into employee housing. Cheap to rent or purchase. The rents around here need to go down, so that not everything for sale is unaffordable to the people who work here. People shouldn't be allowed to be rich enough to afford a home that could house 10 families in addition to their own. You people are welcome to come visit us, but stay in our hotels, spend your money, and then go home, don't leave your disgusting, energy sucking mansions behind to remind us how much we miss you when you're gone. We need a town ban on exclusivity and the cult of holier than thou. We have the potential for a real community here. Aspen is our home, this community of people is our tribe. These mountains are our holy land. It is time for us to put a stop to people tearing up this land with a criminal negligence right out of the Bible. I think it might have something to do with this outdated, false idea that we were created by God. But hold on a minute, we were actually created by our upbringing, the culture we are raised in, the people around us, our parents, our friends and teachers. Does anyone ever wonder why we have all been entitling ourselves to this terribly idiotic behavior?

It's because we have been trained to do so. It is time for us to do something different. That's all. Itistime!!!

Monday, November 19, 2007

two poems from GWB's first term. 2000, or 2001

1.

A most inappropriate museum exhibit
Was a painting of a blue speed limit sign
Standing beside a grass highway

2.

Shellfish carpet baggers sing empty ocean songs while I scuba dive,
Sometimes I must come up for air.
And the Wind whispers in my ear
That life is here
and their is clarity
and I don't want this picture to disappear.
All the ingredients make my soup so confused,
but I know that as they boil together
it will start to taste good.
And maybe I can stop trying to write the menu,
Accepting that hypnotized tribal berries
are there for a reason

Sunday, November 18, 2007

May 2001

And I walked through the windowed turquise cup into the fizzing supplemental libation
Watching bubbles of sparkly scoliosis eating spinal columns
Rotten ribs decaying open wound cake widdled knife wise
All bark carved away leaving shiny smooth beginnings

Stones hurdled from cliff heads
Pounding bounces of rock crumbles down dribbling ocean banks
Foreheads broken sweaty soft blood clots
Whisky pore stink from pocket flask

Open sores asking for remedy sloping concrete
Earth moving and earth dreaming of some curing ointment
To wipe away the highways and sidewalks and Hoover dams and state,
Bank, trade, skyscraping, or postmodern, brick, or Victorian buildings

Just something to make all the pain disappear
Bubbles of mumbling mother earth crying for a stop to the mutilation and manipulation
What is all that oil doing down there under the skin
Beneath the skeletal crust of earth

The sort of question she would like us to ask ourselves
But we can’t ask that question
We can’t ask those questions because we might find out that all those minerals and oils
And fuels we suck rip and dig out of the earth

They might have some greater purpose
Like maybe nourishing and lubricating this great big living rock on which we reside
Well fuck that
I need that fuel and oil to keep my 4 Runner running

I need the vehicle to get around
You might say it expands my destructive capabilities
By broadening my domain
Pull, pull, pull some more of those “resources” out

Supply and demand
I might be talking through a microphone
It might amplify my voice
This is necessary

I can ting ting a ling it
It’s metallic
Maybe there’s a metal stand to
It might ting ting a ling a loo

And a chord probably runs down
Twisty around
Twisty rubber cover
Over the metal wire

Inside maybe copper
Running into some machine
Could be metal
We could ting ting a ling it

Bring some metal object down upon the metal machine
With the knobby’s, levers, and dials
We could break it all down with some metal instruments
Ting ting a ling
ting ting ting

Pound on wood
A dead tree
Bop wood
Now the metal instrument on the metal machine

Ting ting ting
Tree bop a lee
Soon to be leeching out of earth
Something to ting ting play with

What’s on the earth is not enough
Ting
Dig it out
Digging deep and playing with metals ting ting

Bring the sword of progression down on the mother
Ting ting
Suck the milk till it’s gone
Strong lip hold on the tit dry of milk

Sucking on
Ting ting
Can’t hear mothers screams cause the jackhammers are too loud
Ting

And we have stereo’s that ting ting a ling from the inside out
And we’re sucking mothers insides out

So I have to step out of the bubbly beverage
Eat a sandwich and ting ting a ling

Saturday, November 17, 2007

DUMB











John A. Thain, mr. new chief exec at Merrill Lynch is going to be paid 50 million dollars a year at minimum when he starts his new job this year. He could make as much as $120 million this coming year if he reaches all his benchmarks . Can anyone say dumb? Dumb, dumb, dumb. Getting paid 50 million dollars in one year is just dumb. The guy is already worth $700 odd million. And that's just dumb. There is no need for one man to have so much money when so many people have so little. Sure the richest man in the world is worth close to 70 billion dollars at present, so I guess John Thain is relatively poor, maybe he has goals, and with his new salary he will be well on his way to getting a leg up on those in the tiny sliver of of the global pie chart who are presently richer than him. He'll get ahead in the dumbest race on earth: the richest people race; which is really just a competition for the most selfish person award.

These huge masses of wealth are doing no good when they are just tucked into people's financial portfolios. They are just invested back into big corporations generally, and sure they expand and grow, but the money is not being used for the good of humanity. Who needs that much money people? None of us, because we are all just human beings with the same basic needs and desires, and it would take more than 10 extravagant lifetimes to spend all the money this Thain already has. He's making millions a year already, from the appreciation of his already huge wealth, and it's just stupid. And a lot of these ridiculous rich folks are getting richer writing books telling us how to get so stupidly rich, but the big secret is that these people are kinda detached from reality, and we should not be striving to be rich like them, because it's just plain dumb. We don't need to be rich like that, and having more money than one could possibly know what to do with, or even possibly figure out how to spend, is just selfish and dumb. These people are functioning on a very low frequency, and we should reject it. Look at The Donald. Has anyone ever noticed how dumb that guy is? Being smart is not a requirement for attaining these stupid amounts of wealth, but selfishness, greed, and an irrational sense of self-entitlement seem to be prerequisites. Oh let's just say it people. You have to be dumb to want that much money. And America is in the business of making us all really dumb.

Friday, November 16, 2007

5 HAIKU's

6/12/04
palm tree cloud flower
inverted beneath the sun
bursting from the waves

Japan's Narita Airport
I love this sterile place
purple leather seats

8/17/03
yellow sunflower
walking alone naked down
a dusty highway

slow naked walking
watching yellow sunflowers
dance down the highway

Tired Alarm Clock
Drown You Motherfucker Drown
Toes Growing Longer

Thursday, November 15, 2007

To Tokyo. 2/23/1999

Old dirty bastards flow with the beat of their jam
Decrepit yellow men smoke infinitely in the morning breeze
Fresh floral Hawaii with hints of tobacco disgusting mess
Louie Armstrong
oh big black player of the trumpet harpoon
You were my grandfather
Louisiana dusk
Mississippi steam ships coughing along
Tight white T-shirts
On and on
Slave
Wompom
Sing the sacred wind
Striped walking
Striped clapping
Striped red swing
Bright orange balls
Unripe mangoes and Aloha shirts
Yes.
Cookies
As the young lean into the swingness in the jet fuel mess

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Fat Boy Belly—March 2003
















Outside on Concrete
Looking up at blue sky and green trees
A few winter flowers grow meekly in space
Between concrete and development
It seems like spring
Or maybe it is always warm spring or summer heat
Out here in southern California
Reminders that it is a very OK thing
To be alone
Art is everywhere and fat boy belly
Is hanging loose over unsuspended shorts
Soft fluffy jiggling fat over swim trunks.
America
The plentiful land
Ripe with fast food:
Burritos, greasy burgers and twice fried French fries
No shortage of food here.
All you can eat Buffets
Get your money’s worth
Then go spend some money on a diet plan or diet pills
But if you’re eating diet pills
How you gonna get yo money’s worth
At the all you can eat buffet?

New Idea

As I have trouble writing something new everyday, and have just embarked on the lazy man's journal with a tape recorder, I've decided to start posting something new every day from one of my previously written journals. I've been writing in these the past 9 years. Mostly varied blatherings, poetry, and self-critical personal analysis. I'll probably stick to mostly the poetry and bigger thoughts. None of this has been previously published. I'll be making some editions as I go. Tallyhoe. I'll still be posting rants on current events, it will just be interspersed with older thought thoughts.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Always Surpassing our Expectations


OK. This is amazing. Good old George W., our old time country boy president, the proof that Yale is overrated and will graduate anyone, our fantastic man, our super fun dude, well he's just used his 6th veto to crush a measure which would have funded education, job-training, and health programs. How bout that? He sure loves our Country. The Pentagon will get 60 billion dollars more than it got last year, and we've got a surge of soldiers over there in Iraq, seems that our government cares more about them, than they do about us. But aren't we the ones who are paying them? Don't we pay our government to take care of us and to look out for our best interests?

Maybe i'm crazy. But what the hell are we doing in the Middle East? There is a great deal of oil in the Middle East, and those Arabs are making all the damn money on all that oil, and maybe we'd like a piece, but shouldn't we be investing those hundreds of billions of dollars, which we are spending over there, on eliminating our carbon addiction at home so we no longer need to spend fortunes on grubbing around on other peoples ground.

We use most of that oil, along with China now, and India coming, and those who are learning our little secret about how you can make a remarkable amount of money and get a whole lot of power by simply selling out your offspring and their offspring, and raping the land, exterminating other species, types of food, and eliminating 10's of thousands of years of what sustained our survival on earth. We are spreading this radical way of life. We are really busy teaching the world how great our system is, and we're teaching them to use just as much oil as us, and to be just as trapped as us in the addiction to consumption, an expanding economy and an expanding population to support them. There is no way out but to get off the high horse; but we've made getting up on top of the horse the whole goal of the individual social consciousness. And we just keep spreading the free market American dream around the world with a model of never-ending growth, expansion, and development. We also want to spread our hard-core consumer lifestyle to the Middle East.

Paraphrasing General Tommy Franks a few years back, the war in the Middle East is about our moral obligation to bring them KFC and apple pie. But even while we are one human species, basically all of us the same, we do tend to have very different habits and lifestyles depending on which culture we happen to be born in, once the sperm of a man combines with the egg of a woman, and a little being develops in a marvelous combination of genetics from the mother, the father, and their ancestors, and that little fellow grows and grows and then gets raised into a culture which mostly preordains many of his beliefs, superstitions, and how many wives he will get to have. And "them" might not like apple pie and KFC, and a sexualized, greedy, super fit or super fat westerner lifestyle, that includes getting constantly bombarded with various degrees of rampant advertising and brand messaging all in the name of making us want more. They might prefer to get their hand cut off if they steal.

But here in America, where we make our government ultra-rich with consumer ways that make us fat and give us cancer, our government doesn't even give us health care, yet they pay hundreds of billions of dollars to fight foreign wars, and they don't put that money into helping us get off our carbon burning addiction, and they are asking for 300 million dollars this year to find a way to have warheads in outerspace that can be remotely fired at any time to strike any target, anywhere in the world, within 2 hours. We are not prepared to take care of the soon to be huge numbers of retiring baby boomers who are on their way down the mortuary highway, and yet we have trillions of debt. Are we going to go into more debt to pay for more social programs, instead of using we the people's money for our own benefit the way it is supposed to be used?

President Bush's most recent veto is a scary scary thing. The compassionate conservative AKA savage tyrant. I've never seen a president so proud to blatantly disregard the well-being of the majority of his countries' population and the environment on which it exists. He is flagrantly and consciously, in front of us all (with his little greedhead smirk), taking a big dump on the future of our entire species.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Here' A Smart Move

Intelligence deputy to America: Rethink privacy

[From CNN.com]

WASHINGTON (AP) -- As Congress debates new rules for government eavesdropping, a top intelligence official says it is time that people in the United States change their definition of privacy.
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Donald Kerr, principal deputy director of national intelligence, wants Americans to redefine privacy.

Privacy no longer can mean anonymity, says Donald Kerr, the principal deputy director of national intelligence. Instead, it should mean that government and businesses properly safeguard people's private communications and financial information.

Kerr's comments come as Congress is taking a second look at the Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act.


Now here is a great idea. Let's let this totally dysfunctional government, which is the only first world country which does not offer its citizens universal health care, which has led us into trillions of dollars of debt to China, which has taken us into a criminal war in Iraq, which has, and is further developing a nuclear weapons program and accumulating weapons of mass destruction, let's give this government the responsibility to "safeguard" our private information, our discourse, our financial matters, our whole electronically recorded lives. Great idea. Just brilliant.


Led by Blindness

Late flight out of Cleveland
A crooked spine and angry mind
Some tall man with a wig gave me
A New Hampshire quarter
"Old Man of the Mountain"
"Live Free or Die"
On the other side of the coin it says:
"In God We Trust."
I placed the coin on an alter
Live free or die side up
And Prayed for freedom

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Albert EinsteinI believe in Spinoza's God who reveals himself in the orderly harmony of what exists, not in a God who concerns himself with the fates and actions of human beings.
-- Albert Einstein, following his wife's advice in responding to Rabbi Herbert Goldstein of the International Synagogue in New York, who had sent Einstein a cablegram bluntly demanding "Do you believe in God?"

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Fat City Carbon Reduction Plan


Some people drive more than a 100 miles round trip every day into our little valley up here, to keep the big houses popping up on the hill, to keep our bellies full, to keep the service industry alive here in this place where working people can barely afford to live. They drive that round trip not in remarkable carbon free space ships, but in cars and trucks that spew exhaust every moment their engines are alive, like when they sit idling in traffic every morning on their way in and every evening on their way out in our “cough, cough” congestion, so I find it entertaining that a dumb little canary just flew in this morning and told me that Snowmass has made it illegal to smoke cigarettes in public.

I myself am not a huge fan of cigarettes, although I do char my lungs with them every so often when my guard is down and a craving for death hits me. But as we pollute the planet with reckless abandon, filling the atmosphere every day with more nasty crap, turning up the temperature on ourselves and the other species here on this little planet we all float around on, we seem absolutely incapable of any form of reason or sanity. We keep doing as The Lord commanded, living longer and longer, and “prospering” more and more, pumping out little kiddies with ever increasing efficiency while taking more and more space away from other life on earth, and while we are finally acknowledging that maybe we aren’t being any too careful with our precious life support system called nature, we seem totally incapable of putting one and one together and realizing that our obsession with long life and prosperous consumption is just a touch troublesome in light of the damage we are doing to life on earth. We cannot spread “freedom” (read capitalist free market growth and economic development) around the world without also increasing carbon emissions and savage land rape. This is unavoidable at present because “economic development” and the first world lifestyle, of ever increasing life expectancies and consumption, has been built upon a foundation of fossil fuel dependence and selfish individual hoarding of money and materials.

So while our valley’s present sustainability is based on a problematic dependence on workers having to travel long carbon burning distances so that our town can run (since actually holding a job in this Disneyland is too much to ask people who buy 40 million dollar mansions the size of middle schools and are busy catching their next private jet flight out to visit their plastic surgeon and refill their Viagra prescription). And now it’s against the law to smoke cigarettes in Snowmass? Give me a break people. This is just too much. Let’s put two and two together por favor.

The best thing we can do for the earth and for our future generations on the planet is to cut our carbon emissions. What is the fastest way to cut your carbon emissions? Die. So why is it then, young Einsteins, that we are making illegal the very habits that are most likely to reduce our emissions the fastest? Maybe we should start encouraging people to smoke, especially if they want to anyway, and maybe we should thank the smokers for the second hand smoke, which might help curb our ridiculously long and savagely destructive lives just a bit.

Maybe we should start encouraging risky behavior, and make life for us just a little bit more dangerous and give some of the other species on earth a touch more of a shot. In fact, if we want to get people off the roads in this valley, as our City Council is so busy trying to do with ever increasing parking costs, which actually make people want to keep driving since it’s less expensive than being parked, maybe we should start encouraging drunk driving. A whole fleet of crazy drunk maniacs crowding our roadways would probably be effective at keeping at least sane people on the sidewalks and safely out of their cars. And while we are discussing sensible policy changes, I think we should start subdividing some of those middle schools on Red Mountain while their owners are out of town. When they return, we can simply offer them a nice 1500 foot apartment in their former 20,000 square foot mansion, and we can offer them jobs as bus drivers in our newly outfitted, drunk-driver proofed, busses. Ah, how I love Fat City; Snowmass, you can take your law and shove it!

Retardo world

Some employee of the Department of Homeland Security dresses up like a Rastafarian prisoner at a Halloween party and is put on leave because of it? Lame. What on earth are we doing here? Chertoff said: "The idea that you are going to come and impersonate someone of another ethnic group, I think, is completely unacceptable." Oh my God! Somebody dressed up like somebody else! Oh no!