While I won’t discount the horrific nature of yesterday’s incidents at Virginia Tech, I’m fairly annoyed by the media coverage surrounding it, considering the level of violence that continues to rage in the Middle East, claiming exactly the same amount of civilian lives a day in Iraq. While I don’t think Americans would on a conscious level weigh a white Westerners life as more important than a brown Middle Easterners, the media has made some serious subconscious decisions for us. The majority of news pages appear as the CNN does, asking how, why, and the amount of terrible violence inflicted by ‘crazy Asian loner guy’:

America, land of the free?
Whoever told you that is your enemy

I sing of simpler times, when we were free to have blow jobs in the Oval Office. Let us recap the non-violent American news today:

Don’t ever mess with America ever, even if what you are doing is not a crime, don’t fuck with us period.

Over the weekend, Sen. Chuck Hagel (R-NE) visited Iraq, his fifth visit to the country. He held a press conference yesterday where he reminded reporters that the U.S. commitment was never intended to be “open-ended,” adding, “We can’t continue to stay in Iraq the way we are.”

Hagel also took a jab at the recent trip by Rep. Mike Pence (R-IN) and Sens. John McCain (R-AZ) and Lindsay Graham (R-SC), stating, “We did no shopping while we were here.”

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If I can not be an artist, then what is the next best thing? Consume consume until consumed. Without malice, without hate, detach from all wordly attachments. Drink till full, then drink again. Love till full, then love again. Masturbate till empty? Jeez, what a hard life, always full of intrigue and double meaning. Someone measured the fractal-nature of Jackson’s painting, and found that over 2 was too much. The best was 1.something, but I forget the exact number. Maybe 1.618? Lol, math.

The best math is philosophical, but maybe that can be said about the best anything. Can you connect two unrelated things together, my young artist? Look at the sphere swirling inside, outside and find the new way, the new look, the new idea that fits round peg into square hole. I have been thinking about n-dimensions, en-dash and em-dash, n-words and f-word, sea-wards and inwards. And all I have gotten for my troubles is a hangover headache, post-dated for tomorrow morning. Christ.

I take a week off to travel and of course, Don Imus gets busy throwing slander out with me having no immediate access to the land of BLOGS. Is there a race between Anne Nicole Smith and Don Imus for least newsworthy ‘news’? I would love to learn more about say our failing occupations in Iraq and Afghanistan or the life & death of Kurt Vonnegut. But no, paternal tests and nappy haired hos is what you, loyal American subject, demand.

So let’s address the issues:

One week away from computers and I feel disorganized, detached, and unsure of the world ahead. How am I supposed to know what to think and feel if I don’t have the constant stream of blog diarrhea pouring its wisdom directly into the ol’ medulla oblongata.

Thankfully, I’m back and blacker than ever. It was April Fool’s day, and hopefully you noticed some ultra-disturbing images and thoughts canvasing PBH (more so than usual). The most important being, of course, Portrait of a

I don’t even know what that title means, but I think it applies to this amazing image:

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