Bill Hicks on Letterman, Finally …the routine began with a segment about a new TV show he was going to do called, “Let’s Hunt and Kill Billy Ray Cyrus.”

The next episode, Hicks said, was—even better—going to be

“Lets Hunt and Kill Michael Bolton.”

I once tried to explain, on a YouTube comment list (talk about futility) why Michael Bolton was despicable. Read the rest of this entry »

The rest of you net-bunnies are probably too young to get the joke or get excited over this, but I am all stirred up to find a whole article by the Big G, whose every word informed so much of our lives ever after. Women my age. Um, that would be Gloria Steinem. (Remember her? Ya little runts?)

This is like hearing from the Pope! That is, If I gave a damn what some (any) isolated old man says, which I do not, and on principle, be you female or male, neither should you. Read the rest of this entry »

She says she gets it. I think she does get it. I get it too. You get it, right?

I sure as hell do. That Jeneane girl is all earnestness. And as I have told you, if you had only been paying attention, earnestness is a disappearing precious natural resource. It means, among other things, Unspoiled. On the Interwebs? Yes, even here. It means True.

True-talking, and unabashed to be so.

In other words, to know and love Jeneane—which is to say, to appreciate her as she is—you must turn your back on all this post-modern crap. Irony is useless. There’s no protection. It’s like asking men to remove their armor, and walk into battle unprotected.

Yes it is. For all of us … except me, of course. Because I have been battered about the head for long enough, I Let Go. You can think me any fool you want. I love the girl unabashedly …

And what does this all have to do with that miserable fuckin’ waste of time Facebook? I get to say miserable because I am an adult.

Not a college kid looking to hook up—a term conveying such a monster burden of sadness and the wrong, I’d have to write another book and I don’t want to.

But I will offer the Thought Of The Day. Let not the fifteen billion (or whatever absurd hell it’s up to now) obscure one simple truth: Facebook is not a platform. It’s hookup engine.

Jeneane goes on to quote Kara Swisher (see Kara’s whole url.)

…if that is all there is, can Facebook really build a viable and long-lasting business on what is essentially a bunch of games that will ultimately become wearying for users? Doesn’t it need more robust apps that actually are useful and relevant and make Facebook the service that Zuckerberg has often told me was a ‘utility’?

And there you have it. Two great women, doubting themselves (as well as deftly turning that doubt into public question) … and one mendacious man. (He really used the word Utility? Lying little shit.)

Why does the male lie so.

Money, honey.

Simple as that. The stone at the center. The bitter, bitter pill.