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Apr 28, 2015 beelzebufo commented on Last Days: The Week in Review.
At this point, it might be easier to count who WASN'T assaulted by Bill Cosby...
Jul 14, 2013 beelzebufo commented on George Zimmerman Found Not Guilty of Murdering Trayvon Martin.
I live in one of the whitest and racist states in the country, and even I know:
that verdict is fucked up.
Apr 23, 2013 beelzebufo commented on The Future Children of Mars.
@9 Bush on Mars? All of them, please.
Apr 23, 2013 beelzebufo commented on The Batty Nanomolecular Paintings of Shane Hope.
Little alien maps and cityscapes- I like them.
Apr 22, 2013 beelzebufo commented on Should the Smoking Age Be Raised to 21?.
18 to smoke is fine. My problem is with the pricing system. Instead of more taxes on tobacco, why don't we instead remove tobacco farming subsidies? Let the consumer pay true market cost.
Apr 8, 2013 beelzebufo commented on Iron Lady, R.I.P..
Mar 9, 2013 beelzebufo commented on Here's One of My Punk Stories, Now Share Yours.
Early eighties, late stages of high school, a life of small towns, the only new music source is the radio. One night, bored out of my mind, I ventured further down the dial than I'd ever gone before. Past the "classic" rock, past the country, past the christians, past the preachers and the baseball games, there was the college station. What were these magical sounds? Punk, you say? Ska? Reggae? Never again David Lee Roth!
AND there was a club in town where sometimes these punk bands played?!? I was there every weekend, sometimes weekdays too. You didn't have to dress a certain way, dance a certain way, have a certain haircut, know certain people...there was a couple who would interpretive dance along with the pogo-ers. There was a guy who would set up a canvas onstage and paint during the sets. There was the guy who would end up drunk and naked every time yet wouldn't get kicked out. A girl could dance in front of the stage and no one would bump into her if she didn't want to be bumped.
After a year or two, punk rock began to codify. The mohawk, the jacket, the boots. Skinheads would show up at the club, looking for fights. The mosh pit prevailed. Sure, a girl could watch from the back, but what was the point of that? I don't call getting beat up "fun" so I stopped going. Got a job, got a boyfriend, got old. But I still have that wild adventure in my heart, young as it will always be.

(and that classic rock station STILL plays those same songs)
Jan 3, 2013 beelzebufo commented on What's the First Song You Listened to in 2013?.
"Fever" by Peggy Lee
Oct 23, 2012 beelzebufo commented on What to Do with All Those Green Tomatoes?.…

This cake is excellent. Just don't tell them what they are eating until after they try it.