Monday

We were in a recession

I noticed something interesting in the news back in early 2008. There was all kinds of bad economic reports. It prompted The President, The Chairman of the Federal Reserve, The Commerce Secretary, The President of the National Banking Association, and even the drunken whore intern in the senate - to all say the same thing.

"We are not in a recession and we are not heading towards a recession."

It could mean only one thing.

We were in a recession.

I like how they try to narrowly define the term "recession" - trying to reason it away like a high school debate. Bill Clinton tried to run the same semantics with "I did not have sex with that woman." He just left off the follow on sentence "But she did blow my balls clear out of my sack!"

So when you hear "We are not in a recession." the follow up is actually "But, the lower half of the middle class is getting mildly fucked. While the higher income brackets, will notice no difference in their life - what so ever."

Recession is defined as "six consecutive months of economic loss." Our leaders pointed out that we had yet to go more than three in a row. But, were getting two bad months for every good one. Perhaps our leaders will enjoy it when the middle class rises up and reworks a few definitions.

Ass rape will be defined as: "60 consecutive minutes aggressive anal assault with a oaken shovel handle." Then when can smile as we point out that the ultra rich leadership jackasses have only received aggressive anal assault for no more than 25 minutes at a time. And then, it was with a fiberglass wiffle ball bat.

Bastards.

Ert

Tuesday

A library should have a full service bar.

A library should have a full service bar.


After 20 years of searching for my million dollar idea - Eureka - I have found it.


Private library/bars, a chain of the fuckers all across this great land. Strap in and hold on to your venture capital people, let the free association begin.


Start with a library, add a bar. Also, make sure that there are cocktail waitresses. Imagine doing research in the reference section and having a Whiskey Sour brought to you. My heavens, if fiction needs anything, it's a Kamikaze. You can even have discussion groups; everybody reads the same damn book, and then gets together over drinks to discuss the fucker.


There could even be a facilitator, trained in the arts of drinking games. Like every time Goethe makes a prophetic statement - everybody hits a Purple Hooter Shooter.


Holy Smokes and Sweet Desire!


Singles events! Yes! Read those damn Mars/Venus fuckers. Then everybody does shots.


Think of it! Bad day?? Tired of your ole ladie's shit? Applebees just don't fucking cut it? A variety of quality micro brew hefeweizens and lagers while perusing the periodicals, yes, that is where I could go when I need a break.


Dirty Ert