Holy hiatus! I'm taking a summer off from nonsense, in hopes that it will be less nonsensical when I return to it in the fall. Also, I would be disappointed in myself if I didn't give my full attention to falling into oceans this summer. Fun fun fun.
Shopping List for Next Season:
45% more plot coherence
Keep OGS levels consistent
Knock off the Cussing: This is a family blog
20% more shenanigans
38% less asinine trash
Over the summer I might just start posting asinine trash. I have a bunch lying around in various documents and folders, so watch out for that. The Piss Awesome Journalism you know and love will resume in September! See ya then!
Love,
James Betty
Just the straight facts. And some hearsay. And some fiction. Love fiction.
Friday, 20 April 2012
Thursday, 12 April 2012
Holy Shit it's The End! (Of the season)
Oh my God, Brimstone. Legit brimstone! At least legit talk about brimstone. Talk about The End of Everything! With capital E's! That's what 34 year old Ted Firestone is spouting off about in a marathon preaching session currently occurring in an alley behind Jacks in London, Ontario. As many people as can fit into the alley, it only being the width of one car, are jammed together to hear what is probably the most coherent prophesizing of the end of days we've seen this year. The event is being broadcast online, with clips of five to ten minutes at a time of Firestone's rattling auctioneer scripture are being recorded by people in attendance and posted to youtube, each overlapping so that a running manuscript of what is being said can't be put together as Firestone enters the 50th straight hour of his Hellfire sermon.
A theme of the sermon is starting to emerge as journalists tweet from the venue itself and attempt to analyze the videos. Ted Firestone is not affiliated with any church or religious sect. He preaches from atop a dumpster and claims his connection to God is much more personal than anything found in “the doctrine faiths.” Firestone ate a handful of psilocybin mushrooms in his early 20's and thought he saw God. In his own words, “I saw a bright light and his name was Gabriel! He had come from the heavens to impart a feeling within me, to put the Lord within me. Transferred! Inhaled! The Angel showed me with my eyes and my lungs the process whereby the Lord comes into your life! You must breathe Him in and know He is there! For He is here amongst us! We must hurry, for I have seen the horn, and it blares the sound of Google! Google shall unite all humanity in understanding, so we can show God that we are standing together in the wholeness of our humanity! Ready to be received into Heaven! Ready to receive his rapture!”
Ovaltine Goose-Shredder, an expert in both Theology and Getting Fucked on Drugs, is denying that what we are seeing is the beginning of any significant movement. “I don't even have to talk about whether or not Google is the force that will unite humanity for the Second Coming. Firestone took mushrooms and immediately forgot what hallucinogens do to the brain. I suspect the general public will have the same reaction to him. And that he will have the same reaction to himself. People on mushrooms can't concentrate worth shit, is what I'm saying. This will all be forgotten by Saturday.”
But other citizens aren't so quick to dismiss Firestone. Citizen Danny spoke late Wednesday outside the Coveant Garden Market in downtown London as many people from among the established faiths began taking up collections on street-corners in Firestone's name. “Yeah, everyone will forget about him when he shuts up, but he's been going for 50 hours. He might never stop, and then what?”
Axel Hjalmar was quick to dismiss the preaching as “the ramblings of a mind compromised by drug use.” Hjalmar posted a letter online that was picked up quickly by the major news outlets in which he lambasted Firestone's endorsement of what he called “a dangerous faith in the giant to not destroy you,” and that anyone who would turn their will over to such a monolithic entity “would be granted the imprisonment that they seek.”
Betting pools have sprung up across the country with prizes going to the person who can correctly guess the number of hours that Firestone will last, with side bets being placed on whether the sermon will be stopped by his own heart giving out, his own indifference or police intervention. There are talks of a nationwide pool in the works. One thing is for certain, the world that Firestone is outlining is not necessarily something we want to happen if we're all going to gamble on him. “If you do not accept the Lord, if you do not allow Google to unite you with the rest of humanity and are not raised up to heaven on the day of the rapture, I pity the physical existence you will be left with. Because they have been passed over, because they have been left behind, humanity will degrade in a manner unseen in our recorded history. There shall be strife, there shall be murder, there shall be pointless lusting after resources. The gas stations will be incinerated. It shall be a world of work. You'll have to walk everywhere and the only restaurant left will be Taco Bell. Suicide shall be the foremost pass-time amongst those left behind, for all remaining will realize that they have no reason to remain on Earth. That the point of living has passed them by. That they didn't get a G-Mail account when they had the chance! Trust in Google and we shall be delivered unto the Lord!”
A theme of the sermon is starting to emerge as journalists tweet from the venue itself and attempt to analyze the videos. Ted Firestone is not affiliated with any church or religious sect. He preaches from atop a dumpster and claims his connection to God is much more personal than anything found in “the doctrine faiths.” Firestone ate a handful of psilocybin mushrooms in his early 20's and thought he saw God. In his own words, “I saw a bright light and his name was Gabriel! He had come from the heavens to impart a feeling within me, to put the Lord within me. Transferred! Inhaled! The Angel showed me with my eyes and my lungs the process whereby the Lord comes into your life! You must breathe Him in and know He is there! For He is here amongst us! We must hurry, for I have seen the horn, and it blares the sound of Google! Google shall unite all humanity in understanding, so we can show God that we are standing together in the wholeness of our humanity! Ready to be received into Heaven! Ready to receive his rapture!”
Ovaltine Goose-Shredder, an expert in both Theology and Getting Fucked on Drugs, is denying that what we are seeing is the beginning of any significant movement. “I don't even have to talk about whether or not Google is the force that will unite humanity for the Second Coming. Firestone took mushrooms and immediately forgot what hallucinogens do to the brain. I suspect the general public will have the same reaction to him. And that he will have the same reaction to himself. People on mushrooms can't concentrate worth shit, is what I'm saying. This will all be forgotten by Saturday.”
But other citizens aren't so quick to dismiss Firestone. Citizen Danny spoke late Wednesday outside the Coveant Garden Market in downtown London as many people from among the established faiths began taking up collections on street-corners in Firestone's name. “Yeah, everyone will forget about him when he shuts up, but he's been going for 50 hours. He might never stop, and then what?”
Axel Hjalmar was quick to dismiss the preaching as “the ramblings of a mind compromised by drug use.” Hjalmar posted a letter online that was picked up quickly by the major news outlets in which he lambasted Firestone's endorsement of what he called “a dangerous faith in the giant to not destroy you,” and that anyone who would turn their will over to such a monolithic entity “would be granted the imprisonment that they seek.”
Betting pools have sprung up across the country with prizes going to the person who can correctly guess the number of hours that Firestone will last, with side bets being placed on whether the sermon will be stopped by his own heart giving out, his own indifference or police intervention. There are talks of a nationwide pool in the works. One thing is for certain, the world that Firestone is outlining is not necessarily something we want to happen if we're all going to gamble on him. “If you do not accept the Lord, if you do not allow Google to unite you with the rest of humanity and are not raised up to heaven on the day of the rapture, I pity the physical existence you will be left with. Because they have been passed over, because they have been left behind, humanity will degrade in a manner unseen in our recorded history. There shall be strife, there shall be murder, there shall be pointless lusting after resources. The gas stations will be incinerated. It shall be a world of work. You'll have to walk everywhere and the only restaurant left will be Taco Bell. Suicide shall be the foremost pass-time amongst those left behind, for all remaining will realize that they have no reason to remain on Earth. That the point of living has passed them by. That they didn't get a G-Mail account when they had the chance! Trust in Google and we shall be delivered unto the Lord!”
Thursday, 5 April 2012
Donald Trump Turns Canada Gay
All was right with the world until last
week, when it was revealed that a contestant in the Donald Trump owned Miss Universe Canada pageant had been born a man but underwent sexual reassignment surgery when she was 19. Jenna Talackova was
removed from the pageant last week but has since been told that if
she is legally confirmed as a woman by the Government of Canada she
will be allowed to re-join the competition. The dramatic reveal has
sparked discussions around the world concerning the non-inclusion of
transgendered people in many legal senses. In other circles the
discussion has centred on the ickieness of looking at a woman who
used to be a dude.
Local Outragee Sandra was first to
sound off on the issue because she yelled the loudest. “My husband
would have watched the Miss Universe qualifier and not even known he
was gay for tolerating a current woman that was a former man. Our
marriage would have been a sham, just like that! And sham marriages
lead to murder and teen pregnancy like in the Lifetime movies. Our
kids would have tried pot!” she said, adding “Not that he watched
it because he knows that if he looks at another woman in a form
fitting dress I'll kill him, but if he did, my God the consequences
for us all!”
The dramatic revelation has created
widespread insecurity amongst younger males, with a majority of them
consistently wincing and slapping at their own faces over the past
week in a vain attempt to get the image of the Transsexual Beauty
Queen out of their heads. Citizen Danny commented on the reactions of
his peers early Wednesday on Oxford, “These guys don't even realize
that what they like about Jenna is what they objectively like about
women, they just get hung up on the 'born with a penis' thing. They
can't chill and not freak out because they're not even trying to
understand why they might be superficially attracted to a tranny,
which is because they like women.” Danny did concede that even
though there is logically no reason for men to question their own
sexuality for finding someone who used to be a man but now looks like
a woman hot, he can understand why they're having a hard time getting
past it. “There is a certain point in a man's development when he
can't separate finding something beautiful and wanting to fuck it.
That's why I got caught fucking a bouquet of roses when I was
eighteen. The libido just hasn't calmed down enough yet, so every
time the picture of Jenna pops into their head, they still... find
her beautiful. When these guys are slapping themselves, they're
physically trying to beat their hormones into submission.”
Trump, riding the explosion of
controversy his pageants exclusion of transgendered
peoples has created, introduced a new reality show that has begun
shooting in Canada and will premiere on NBC in the fall. “We film
ten guys watching the Miss Universe pageant and getting all icked
out.” he said in New York Wednesday, “then it turns into a comedy
when they start doing ridiculous things to regain their perceived
loss of masculinity. I predict I'll make another hundred million on
this one. Ya dont bet against the Trump!”
One of the participants in Trump's new
show, a faceless frat-boy, was reached for comment on the steps of
the Theta-Delta-Kai house. He was shirtless and pouring beer on his
chest when we spoke. “Joh ma gawd, Brosef – BROSEF! It's a
disgrace, yo. Canada's hottest bitch could've been a dude. A DUDE!
BROSEF!! As if America didn't already think we were fags, man! Hey
America! I'll punch my best bro in the face, right now America!” He
did punch his buddy in the face, and the rest of the interview was
him alternately doing Arsenio-Whoops and barking like a rottweiler
until his voice gave out. Out of breath and collapsed on the ground,
the faceless frat-boy concluded by saying, “Just tell me you love
me America, that you're proud of me America, fatherland... land of
like, fathers and stuff,” proving once again that if a person does
Arsenio-Whoops for long enough it will ruin them emotionally and
manifest their darkest secrets.
After the announcement by Donald Trump,
resident legal expert Ovaltine Goose-Shredder was optimistic about
Jenna's chances of re-joining the pageant. “It has been left to the
Government to decide if she is a woman or not, and they said she was
a woman on her driver's license years ago. She should have no problem
re-joining the pageant.” he said before commenting on the contest
rules that caused the problem in the first place. “Setting aside
whether or not Jenna believing she was born a woman makes her a true
woman, the contest is about finding persons who fit the criteria of
womanliness, so anyone that fits those criteria should be allowed to
participate, male or female. I don't know why a contest that
superficial would bother looking at chromosomes.”
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