Thursday, October 20, 2005

The year of the Blowjob


Well, folks, here we go again. Not only are the storms still brewing, but Wilma (note how far along the alphabet THIS one is), at least for a day, became the most powerful, low pressure wise at least, hurricane to be recorded. It remains to be seen if this one maintains the kind of punch that Camille and Katrina delivered, but it won't be pretty for those in it's path. I'm sitting here in my "sweet spot" in N.E. Florida, an area that so far has managed to escape any major effects of all these storms that have been pummeling the South East and Gulf Coast, but I am still crossing my fingers. Any one of these fuckers could have my name on it.
I know the Federal and State governments are poised to lend assistance once the hurricane has passed, if only because we got's lots of white people here, lots of God fearing Republicans, and George's brother, Jebb. Of course, the insurance companies, who of late have become extremely allergic to the idea that they are actually required to pay for damages in return for our premiums, could care less WHO populates hurricane alley; they flat want to close up shop and leave the state altogether unless the state allows them to raise rates far above those any average person could hope to pay. When the building contractors, who happen to have immense influence in this state, start going out of business left and right because no one can afford an insurance payment as large as their mortgage, then perhaps the state or federal government will come up with some magic fix to save the day. Gotta keep those obscene campaign contributions rolling in, doncha know!
Perhaps by now you have noticed something about the weather, that's it's getting rather wild lately. I really think we need to weed out all these sinners, chiefly amongst them the gays and baby killers, who are bringing God's wrath down upon us. Now, I know that alot of God fearing heterosexual, right thinking republican 'mercans are getting caught in the cross fire, but you have to apply the standard excuse, "God works in mysterious ways", and not worry about it. I mean, just look at New Orleans, where all those poor black neighborhoods have more or less been left to rot, while the affluent and dry (and much whiter) sections have been spared. God, FEMA, and the developers certainly do work in mysterious ways. Most of the surviving gays and baby killers have been scattered to the winds where God will probably visit some other natural catastrophe upon them, depending upon geographical location, of course. Lord knows San Francisco is overdue for IT'S big cleansing, otherwise known as an earthquake.
So remember, there's no such thing as global warming, and evolution is an atheist crock, so sayeth them that sayeth things for the Lord, or so they sayeth. Bob, of course, has assured me they are all blithering idiots.

2 comments:

teri said...

Well now, there's a title. Be safe and hold on to your britches.

Naughti Biscotti said...

Ohhhh God... I thought Teri said "hold on to your bitches".