Monday, October 23, 2017

No one is ever complete, she thought…


Everyone is compartmentalized. Scraps of themselves make-up the whole, a personality quilt…


Meat suits define us...


The Mason's wife was caught up in a web of thoughts and carnal impulses…


She had an overpowering urge to masturbate. It was one of those stubborn feelings that come when no one is there to give you relief except yourself…


Her biological animal impelled her, insisted that she fondle the possessed terrain …


Her husband was good at getting her off, but he wasn’t there…


The house was quiet except for the hum of the air-conditioner. It would break a hundred today. Wacky weather, she thought…


“Christ, why am I so fucking horny?” she said to her cat…


She wasn’t going to let the feeling pass. Some things are worth pursuing, especially if it’s healthy, feels good, and free…


Sunday, October 22, 2017

The weather would shoot up today from what it was yesterday, and tomorrow it would be in the 3 digits. This was a very weird October, he thought. It usually gets cooler and gradually descends into cold. Now it was a seesaw; some days cool, and then record breaking summer-like heat…


While he waited for the day to heat up, it occurred to the Mason that Baba Vanga’s prediction that Obama would be America’s last president might be partially fulfilled…


Donald Trump is an improbable iconoclast. He has single-handedly changed the entire tone of what POTUS should be. He is not recognized as a valid leader by anyone on the planet except himself and his base…


Baba Vanga’s prediction may be unfolding in its own sweet time. If anything, Trump has turned out to be a Non-President. Who knows what will follow him into office after he leaves…


The presidency might become a game for billionaires who want to see what it’s like to sleep with Lady Liberty, nudging the professionals to the side, changing the rules…


Whatever it is, he thought, Baba Vanga’s prediction will remain alive until something recognizable returns to DC politics, if it ever does…


“Maybe that’s the point,” said his wife. “Maybe things were getting too stale. Maybe a clown like Trump was needed to move the sludge.”…


“He was an act of desperation. Now his benefactors will feel the arm along with everyone else,” said the Mason. “It’s totally fitting for the times. And it keeps Baba Vanga on the map regarding her 'last president' prediction. People are still wondering when Trump is going to start acting like one.”…


Thursday, October 19, 2017

The troll was on the couch in deep thought, high on cannabis, eating a piece of jerky…


After watching Trump lie his way through more news briefings, he thought how much POTUS lacked anything remotely resembling presidential compassion…


The troll had once considered working in a slaughterhouse but walked out at the last minute, feeling he would not be able to handle it. It takes a certain kind of person to do a job like that. The less emotion the better…


In the future, compassionless robots will slaughter beef, pigs and other domestic animals, butcher and dress them, and they will have the compassion of POTUS 45. The robots will take the emotion out of extermination…


Those who have sentiment for living things, human or not, must change in some fundamental way over time if they’re made to slaughter animals for whatever reason. Maybe they would be made crueler, a less caring person…


Trump had no problem there, he thought, because he was born with the genetic make-up of a miserly banker, placed in an opulent environment that boosted his preset illusion of being above everyone else…


“The butcher serves a purpose,” he said, biting off a piece of jerky. “The butcher saves us guilt.”…


“What guilt?” said the skank…


“Killing the meat we eat.”…


“I don’t feel guilty eating meat,” she said. “I love meat.”…


“But you wouldn’t want to kill what you fry up.”…


“You catch and eat snakes,” she said. “You and the others.”…


“We hunt them; they have fangs; we don’t ambush them.” said the troll. “It’s not the same.”…


“So what’s your point?”…


“Just that robots will be doing the butchering in the future, taking it out of our hands and absorbing our guilt.”…