I tried to start a political blog. Not here, of course. It was somewhere else.
Actually, the new political blog never got going at all. So, to be precise, I should say that I tried to start writing about politics for a general non-pornographic audience.
But I couldn’t. The words didn’t flow; the thoughts didn’t cohere; the substance was uninspiring. It came out as a pile of “blah blah whatever”.
I can write about politics just fine… but only after I’ve slapped a naked chic up there at the top of the post.
She doesn’t even need to be an attractive naked chic. This one, for instance, is fugly as all hell, but she is gagged and tied to a crucifix in the nature, and that makes up the difference.
What was I writing about? Oh yeah… politics!
I don’t care about the political topics that are on the fucking “agenda”. I didn’t agree to the agenda, motherfucker!!! Did Sarah Palin say something totally incomprehensible about Paul Revere ringing some fucking bells? Did some Democratic Congressman from New York tweet a picture of his erect cock, leading to the uncovering of a rather pathetic streak of virtual liaisons? Is Satan himself running for President?
Really… who gives a fuck about these meaningless things?
I don’t. I do not. I DON’T FUCKING CARE!!!
I do care about some things that I think are important… like the Drake case and its implications… and whatever else I hear Dan Carlin talk about on his Common Sense podcast… and the economics-related stuff I read at Zero Hedge… and the stuff that Glenn Greenwald, Matt Taibbi, and Radley Balko write about… and the continued legality of porn (WTF is this shit, btw???)… and the fact that the War on Drug Users needs to be shut down yesterday.
So, yes, there is political stuff worth writing about– stuff that goes beyond the trivial titillation that dominates the mainstream news cycle. But from now on I’m only gonna write about it after tossing out the fresh meat. Titties first, issues later.
And Sarah Palin can go suck Anthony Weiner’s twittered cock while Rick Santorum fucks her in the ass. Those people are the inconsequential. They are the distracting sideshow of political freakery. Not one of them is worthy of being written about, not even in a post with Fugly Crucifix Chic at the top.







