California Idiots

I looked into getting work as an elevator repairman. It's a Union job, and it pays well.

The apprenticeship process requires one to submit an application and take a competency test. However, no application is accepted unless a sealed copy of one's high school transcripts are provided.

I dropped out of high school in 1975. However, later in life, I requalified myself, went on to university undergarduate studies, graduated, and did well enough to be given a full-ride scholarship to a Masters program from which I also graduated, with honors in 1987.

For the last 22 years I've made a living in the entertainment industry as a prop-maker, carpenter, set-dresser, actor, and photographer.

Yet when I point out that I've two college degrees, I'm again recited the rule:

"... a high school diploma or GED is required." Period!

I ask if that's a minimum requirement. I'm quoted the rule again.

I ask for the reasoning behind the requirement, and each of three people I talked too, including a higher up in the union could not explain this restriction.

Each responded with the exact same logic; '... That's the rule.'

"Yes I understand that's the rule, but can you tell me why the rule was made?"

'Because California decided it should be the rule.'

One of the administrators actually said; "... anyone can get a college degree, you need a high school diploma or you're not going to be allowed to apply."

Later, after a brief exchange with the Union big shot, he told me I could go to the internet/website for an explanation of the policy, but the address he gave me was wrong.

This is the level of intelligence/competence of the people I must provide with evidence that I'm capable of graduating from high school.

Perez Hilton

What a vile little prick this guy is. If I were gay, I'd be quite embarrassed that the likes of this ignoramus was presuming to speak on my behalf or anyone else's. That nasty little attack he made on some young woman has made him popular apparently and like a crack whore after the next puff, he's out of control. News of his demise will be as welcome as the birds singing in the morning.

Lie To Me

Tell me you're a talented writing staff that can take a fascinating scientifically plausible concept and create truly compelling intelligent entertainment ...

Oops, never-mind, you're working for a network after all. Bring on the nonsense and close ups, the trite and implausible! Ratings rule! Sell more shit to the idiots.

Giving good ideas to television is like handing over an iphone to a dog.

THE RACISTS

"La Raza (literally "The Race") is sometimes used to denote people of Chicano (i.e. Mexican American) and Mexican descent and the Latino world, as well by mestizos who share Native American or national Hispanic heritage." ---wikipedia

It's also the name of a "consciousness raising" political organization that while absurdly protesting racist America, demands and receives millions in federal support for it's fundamentally anti-american agenda.

"The term and idea associated with it have been mainly adopted by some Mexican people in the United States to express pride in their nation." --- wikipedia

It's also the name of a very popular Spanish radio station in Los Angeles. But what is it that warrants such pride? Why are so many Mexicans trying desperatly to escape it?

Mexico is as old as the U.S., rich with resources and talent, and yet it's remains as always, a basket case. How asinine to wave their flags on the streets of America demanding respect.

Random Twit

"Interestingly, the residents of Washington DC don't have representation in Congress because the District of Columbia isn't a state. We have 'shadow representatives' that can't vote on bills. 500,000 Americans who suffer from 'no representation without taxation.'"
Michael E., Washington D.C., US


Ask this fellow if he's any idea why this is so. He'll be clueless. He'll probably start with an assumption that the republicans had something to do with it, and conclude with a conspiracy theory involving racism. Point out to him that these 500,000 suffering citizens live entirely on money taken from the 50 states, and he'll accuse you of hate speech.

Perspective

Question: How many stars are in our galaxy?

Answer: Recent estimates are 400 Billion give or take 50%

So at the most, there are fewer stars in the Milky way than dollars being printed up by the Federal Reserve.

The American Dream

The government and culture of the U.S. has been designed over time to make life as comfortable, and as lucrative as possible, for accountants, lawyers, bankers, and elected officials. In other words, it's a parasite's paradise.

Those that actually produce goods and services outside the banking and legal sectors are fed upon by an arrogant, swinish minority.

It's appalling to watch the promotion of such software as Quicken - listening to users declare how happy they are now that they can finish all the mind-fucking financial chores imposed on them in less time than ever before.

Gee, I guess with the time they've saved, they can handle a little more paperwork. How about some more tax code?

The greatest American Industry

This is what I want to do:

I want to download the transactions from last year into a program. I want the program to take all the transactions and sort them by categories such as 'date', 'amount', 'vendor', etc. Once sorted, I want to select all transactions by a particular vendor and assign them a tax category.

I would also like to choose the size of the type used in the program to make it easier to read. Apparently, all such features are impossible to include in a single fucking application. I've spent hours registering in support forums, chat rooms and 'knowledge bases' all to no avail.

Here's what I'd rather have done:

The government stops extorting my money and leaves me the fuck alone.

The GD income tax

I've just spent the last few hours entering data about last year's financial transactions only to find out that I'd made a mistake - even though the program 'Quicken' indicated it was responding as I expected. All this of course is to satisfy the IRS's presumption of guilt, in the event they decide to take a look at me. It's a damned yearly chore, and months of anxiety, just to prove that I'm allowed to keep an extra thousand dollars of my own. My taxable income last year was ... 10k less than the mean. Living in Los Angeles, this is a mean figure indeed, and yet, the Federal Gov. wants/demands my help. The industry that's built on the idiotic and corrupt taxation of the people is enormous and growing in good times or bad. Of course I sleep better at night knowing that those damn rich people are paying a higher percentage than little ole' me. Right?

Obamanomics!

It's my term, I've coined it. Its mine, mine, mine.

Judy Woodruff is a dishonest twat.

In my opinion, Time-Warner is a criminal organization.

I was supposed to start a detox program today, but I was was given the wrong directions to the center and never found it. When I got home and called it was made clear, but I'd have to wait until next week to start. I was disappointed, angry and felt like crying or killing. I made it all the way home without stopping at a liqueur store. But it was Friday night, and I'd nothing to look forward too but the still insanity of life in my apartment. I got back into the car and picked up a bottle of Skyy Vodka - a small one. As usual, along with my receipt was included a three dollar coupon for my nest bottle. I've saved at least 18 dollars now on vodka. In fact even more as I punch in my Albertson's club number for an additional savings of two dollars. It's a drunkard's dream. Here's to next week when all will be made better as I remove the demon alcohol from my life.

I'm on the internet tonight reading postings in the rant and rave section of Craig's list and I come across this post titled "re:re:re: Brad Pitt's Penis". Now my first instinct is - oh for Pete's sake don't open that ... but then there it is ... and it says "damn, no wonder Jennifer left him". Now as I'm scrolling down the list to find the previous post I'm thinking what kind of low-life shit is this, who would post such a thing ... and then there it was ... "re"re: Brad Pitt's penis". And it was apparently some gay guy that wanted to see his butt instead. So now I'm pretty disgusted because I really Brad and I can't stand this kind of small-minded, anonymous, gossipy shhh - stuff.

I wasn't going to look at the original posting ... but then I realized I'd already defiled myself, and I might as well see what all the talk's about ... and then there he was - naked. And I see him you know .. naked and I'm thinking, 'so what's the problem here?' I mean I've done some research on it and according to my sources I'm - he's just average.

Nothing wrong with that.

And then I thought, hey, that's pretty cool; Brad Pitt and I have something in common.

This I think is a perfect personal ad for the entire city of Los Angeles:

I turn heads when I walk in a room - tall, long legs, beautiful features.
I'm also intelligent, friendly and frequently kind to strangers.

I am looking for a genuine connection with a gentleman who is intelligent, cultured, traveled, self-aware and successful.

I am especially attracted to men who have built their own empires or are in some other way highly independent and self-made.If this describes you - please send a photo and a clear, intelligent and personalized (no cut-and-paste generic) description of who you are. Your picture gets mine.Thank you!

Europe, 1349

Bands of hooded men, wearing white robes marked front and back with a red cross, are moving to and fro across Europe, attempting to atone for the ravages of the Black Death by whipping themselves in ritual public ceremonies.
The Flagellant Brahren, as they are known, believe that the plague is a punishment for human sin, and that by scourging themselves they can show mankind's repentance. They travel in parties of anything from 50 to 500 men, and are highly organized. Led by a layman - the master - they move from town to town to perform their rituals. Singing hymns and sobbing, the men beat themselves with scourges studded with iron spikes. Blood gushes from their many wounds, and the spikes embed themselves in the torn flesh. The ritual is perform ed in public twice each day.

Such exhibitions are highly influential. The establishment may focus their attacks on church corruption and their promotion of a wave of savage anti-Semitism. but the masses worship the flagellants as living martyrs. Their deeds are to be admired and their commands to be carried out.

Early Rock Stars?

My career is looking up:

hi,

I found your headshot through lacasting.com

would you be interested in auditioning for the lead role in 'the Creep'? It's a short movie, shot on film with pro crew. We'll be shooting for 4 days on Feb 16th through the 19th - around UCLA campus area (I'm a graduate student at the UCLA film school). Hope you're available then.

how is Tuesday, Feb 24th look like for auditions - between 11am and 3pm? We could also do it on Thursday between 11am and 3pm.

attached are sides for the role

regards,

Xavier

Angry?

Me?

Well, yes as a matter of fact, and I invite you to go through life with a face like mine and an unreliable six inch pecker and give me your results.

All you nice-looking freaks that subscribe to the philosophy that one generates one's reality by thinking are pathetically deluded.

You couldn't begin to imagine the things I have, and here I am after all, writing screeds to the abyss.

It's tomorrow now for over two hours. I've been perusing the JDate site after putting up a profile under the name Pontius. I'm a bit morbid and strangely romantic. I'm sad and horny, imagine the theme from the Godfather playing. I write down just what I'm thinking and after I submit my profile, I'm immediatly shown a number of women who are online. I send them a form message/flirt which is all that is allowed for the free membership. After about 10 minutes I rececive an email notiflying me that someone has responded, but when I try to check the message I'm taken to the purchase membership page. Shit! What if the message is just some welcome thing generated by the goddamned computer? 35 dollars just to say hello? Why is it that every encounter with a woman ends up costing money?

I went back into my profile and slipped in an email address in the "What is a perfect first date" category.

I stand in my kitchen quiet and very still
There's this old electic clock and it's little motor is
the only sound in the apartment
Time is being kept and

I notice it's tomorrow now
and today later

I'll go to see a therapist
I'll tell her about the failure

that is my life and of course
she will sympathize professionally


I'll pay the lowest rate allowed on the sliding scale
losers get a discount

later I'll be standing alone
again drunk in my kitchen
the little clock still making noise
my wallet thirty dollars lighter
the windows dark.