DREAMer Deported

The first Dreamer was deported. A 23 year old Mexican dude.
First off...why put a soft label on what this is? This isn't a fucking cute kitty asleep and dreaming about playing with a ball of fucking yarn. Anchor shit is what it should be called and it is fucked up. That's like what that movie "Alien" did. Hugged your face, laid an egg down your throat and burst through your chest. This is much more accurate. Since you can't negotiate with the thing. Also, you can't explain to people that you should just go and get your FUCKING citizenship.

That's the killer right there...the laziness of being born in this country and deciding you can just...ya know..stay here. Fine, you can, just get documented as a citizenship. I did it. My Dad did it. My sisters did it. It's actually a great learning experience, unless the supporters of these assholes think they're too stupid to learn. Which they may be. Or too lazy. Whatever the case, it beats being deported and then clogging up the system. But...forget the burden you put on the community, because, let's be honest, you don't give a shit about our society...you were also busted for stupid crimes. So now what?

The opportunist in this country (fucking California) lean towards this to get votes. Let's be honest, this state is going to Mexico. And they will decide the next few elections. So why not pander to them. It's frustrating because the United States couldn't make being here any easier.

Aaron Hernandez Dead

New England Patriots are garbage people.
He dead.
That's it.

Cleveland Facebook Killer

It must suck whenever someone does something heinous on Facebook. Like now he's the "Facebook _____"

Steve Stephens and allegedly disgruntled nitwit went up to 74 year old Robert Godwill, told him that some random woman caused him to do what he was about to do. And shot him at close range. It's a gruesome moment in our awful media crazed society. Then Stephens killed himself whilst a fugitive.

Guns man. They are available for dumb, angry people (myself). I KNOW I don't want a gun. Maybe other dumb people should start to get a fucking clue.

The Sabatouer

If you work in the movie making business long enough you will run into...this person. The one who holds your project hostage for no other reason than they can. It happens to studio movies. Sometimes you are a fault...such as not paying a bill. Other times it's a personal vendetta (the lead actress doesn't want to fuck you...fuck her!). The most insidious is a friend that will do this to you. Sorry, not to make you paranoid but..it happens to EVERYONE. Even amongst family members. The simple truth is...we are overgrown children. For people to do something for you an exchange must be given. Despite promises OR goodwill. Money always talks as do contracts and lawyers. People always (cynics here) harbor deep resentment for your goals. It's human nature. We are suppose to be competitive.

This is made worse when one person starts to gather steam while the other stews. I recall in middle school how we went to dances. My best friend at the time would score many dances with girls while my sweaty ass was desperate to score one. You think I was happy for his success.

To which many of you would say something stupid like "well you were 10 years old then, you should be an adult." You're the same assholes who get ulcers from crushing your feelings down.

It is miserable to be at the mercy of miserable people. But that is the business. You must endure if you care.

Words Of The New Non-PC

I use terms like "tard-wich" and "cock-breath" which sounds offensive, until you realize I use these to address people humorously.

The new PC culture is too afraid of these words, because...I guess it's how the other person takes it. Yes, in other regime, these are seen as offensive. In the new world, I'm not trying to offend people but to realize that bust n' ballz is what guys do. Until we became less guys.

I got into this conversation recently about how men are men anymore. Because women took our balls and wore in on their head. We guys stopped building shit. Sure we grew out beards and shit, but it's hidden through a mysterious disdain for anything physical. Blame your pussified mothers who taught you how capable women are. And then they were.

Nowadays, a woman can take a pounding. We see lady boxers and MMA fighters now. A plea for women to own up to who they are. Transgenders, cross-dressers, dress-genders are all the new fad. And if you don't like it, fuck off. Okey-dokey...what about if you don't like me hatin' on homos, you can fuck off. Oh right, women will withhold pussy from me until I conform. I mean...like how can it be less than none?

Men are emasculated wimps who now know how to psychologically scar you like women. A silent treatment here can send most of your dude friends into a shame spiral. We prattle about each other like hens. We sabotage each other and call it entertainment. We don't make shit. Broads do that. Well, broads and Hollywood types.

So regain a lot of this shit back...please (see, I'm plea-ing). We're bigger and badder than that. Government most likely wants us docile and compliant because...well, fuck if I know why, probably so they can control our fucked up lives. Probably is working. Except it's not coming from nutcases like Trump's camp, oh no...it's from nutcases like Ashley Judd talking about her period to women who will gobble that up. And then we're fucked.

Cannabis Activist

You guys are annoying as fuck. Seriously, no one cares if you smoke or whether or not it should be illegal. You are not that important. In fact, you're like children throwing tantrums. When no one cares.

It's not so much that people have already ignored the statistics that are being thrown around, it's that you beat the drum like a fucking ice cream truck that plays an out of tune version of "You Light Up My Life." Shut your fucking faces already. It will get to being free soon. And then what will your lives be about.
Maybe it's the media painting you turds into being these naggers. Who knows. But smoke your shit and have fun and life goes on.

By the way, why are you assholes who smoke weed the front line for stopping cigarette smoking? You can't have it both ways shitheads. Maybe I don't want your second hand weed smoke.

"Sharky's Machine" (1981)

Burt Reynolds was a sly guy. This WITH a hairpiece since the late 70's. But he has had a massive career, and a good one too. This movie was directed by him as well.

The story is of Sharky, a tough urban cop who when a drug bust goes bad, he naturally decides to go to a less harsher department...uh...vice. Drugs and prostitution. There he finds a motley crew of has-been cops whose not there by choice. Or they're just weirdos. Check out this list of absolute badasses. Charles Durning, Brian Keith, Bernie Casey, Richard Libertini...it's the who's who of character actors who play tough guys or cops.

His first, and only case is to bust a prostitution and drug ring. He stakes out Dominoe, a beautiful dancer/hooker played by Rachel Ward who, by association has stumbled on a bigger problem...a guy who has been killing his hookers. The brutal killer is played by an Easter Island headed Victor Silva (I've actually met this dude, and he is nicest guy ever). He plays the psychotic heavy muscle for mob boss Victor (Vittorio Gassman).

Sharky naturally falls for her. A painfully abused sexy woman and sets out to protect her.

The movie is dark and ugly. It sweats under the Atlanta landscape. Sharky is no good-guy but he cracks-wise. I'd be surprised if Shane Black didn't reference this movie for cops bantering weird shit in the midst of stress. It is actually a really funny movie. And according to Reynolds himself...an answer to Clint Eastwood's "Dirty Harry."

I think what I loved most about this movie is its ability NOT to take itself seriously. The cops are bigoted and war-worn. The prostitutes are characters in their own world and feel REALLY authentic (gotta wonder) and the plot, while goofy...does keep the movie rolling pretty fast. It's also cool to see the early 80's cop melodrama which...6 years later it would explode.

Based on a novel by William Diehl, I had a great time watching this movie.