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I write a blog of dark humor - Goblinbooks.com

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A Message To America From An Old Friend

Hey. I'm over here in the shadow of the tree. I wanted to talk where we wouldn't be bothered.

The streetlights are really far apart in your neighborhood, aren't they? Lot of dark spaces. Maybe you need floods in front of your garage - the kind with motion sensors, you know? I've been telling you to upgrade your alarm system for a while now. Burglaries across the city. You need security that looks better than your neighbors. They pass you by and hit the next guy. It only makes sense.

Dangerous world, huh? It's going to get worse too. You know it's going to get worse. Someday you're going to be able to live in one of those gated communities. Have a solid private security force. Be able to check anyone before they move next to you. But you don't have that kind of money now. That's not the country you live in now.

Have you thought about getting a gun? I know what you're wife said. She's right about the kids. She's smart. But she's also naive. So what if you don't tell her? How about that? You could hide it somewhere - the vent behind the dresser, maybe. They wouldn't find it, and you'd have it close in case of an emergency. You need to protect the family. They'll thank you.

And that cellar window. You need new locks. And you haven't gotten the unlisted number yet. A lot of bad people out there.

And that young guy who lives just past the corner. What's his name, with the car. He rents the house. He has people coming over at all hours. A couple of robberies have happened nearby. He's doing something wrong. Maybe it's drugs. Anyway, he doesn't belong here. You don't want him near your kids. You don't want him, or his friends, those friends of his, near your wife. So do something about it. There are plenty of things you could do.

It's your home, you know? All that stuff they taught you in school. All that pledge of allegiance nonsense... That doesn't matter in the real world. Not when we're talking about your safety.

Get that guy to leave. Make him.

When it comes to your safety, you just do whatever's necessary. That's the way it is. It's the way it's always been. You're not a bad person. This is still America, right?

I'm glad we had this talk. I look forward to our chats out here. I really understand you. You and all your friends, all your neighbors. Everyone in your town. I've been here for a long time. And whatever you do, I'll always be here for you. I mean it.

Now you go back home now. Kiss those kids of yours.

Kiss them for me.

NOTE:
Once there was a haunted house hidden so well you might be living in it still... Please read The Black Book Of Children's Bible Stories - a novel about families and loss, and the ghosts that follow you everywhere.

A Message To America From An Old Friend

Hey. I'm over here in the shadow of the tree. I wanted to talk where we wouldn't be bothered.

The streetlights are really far apart in your neighborhood, aren't they? Lot of dark spaces. Maybe you need floods in front of your garage - the kind with motion sensors, you know? I've been telling you to upgrade your alarm system for a while now. Burglaries across the city. You need security that looks better than your neighbors. They pass you by and hit the next guy. It only makes sense.

Dangerous world, huh? It's going to get worse too. You know it's going to get worse. Someday you're going to be able to live in one of those gated communities. Have a solid private security force. Be able to check anyone before they move next to you. But you don't have that kind of money now. That's not the country you live in now.

Have you thought about getting a gun? I know what you're wife said. She's right about the kids. She's smart. But she's also naive. So what if you don't tell her? How about that? You could hide it somewhere - the vent behind the dresser, maybe. They wouldn't find it, and you'd have it close in case of an emergency. You need to protect the family. They'll thank you.

And that cellar window. You need new locks. And you haven't gotten the unlisted number yet. A lot of bad people out there.

And that young guy who lives just past the corner. What's his name, with the car. He rents the house. He has people coming over at all hours. A couple of robberies have happened nearby. He's doing something wrong. Maybe it's drugs. Anyway, he doesn't belong here. You don't want him near your kids. You don't want him, or his friends, those friends of his, near your wife. So do something about it. There are plenty of things you could do.

It's your home, you know? All that stuff they taught you in school. All that pledge of allegiance nonsense... That doesn't matter in the real world. Not when we're talking about your safety.

Get that guy to leave. Make him.

When it comes to your safety, you just do whatever's necessary. That's the way it is. It's the way it's always been. You're not a bad person. This is still America, right?

I'm glad we had this talk. I look forward to our chats out here. I really understand you. You and all your friends, all your neighbors. Everyone in your town. I've been here for a long time. And whatever you do, I'll always be here for you. I mean it.

Now you go back home now. Kiss those kids of yours.

Kiss them for me.

NOTE:
Once there was a haunted house hidden so well you might be living in it still... Please read The Black Book Of Children's Bible Stories - a novel about families and loss, and the ghosts that follow you everywhere.

The White House spokesperson's real statement about the war with ISIL

"The United States is at war with ISIL in the same way that we are at war with Al-Qaeda and its Al-Qaeda affiliates all around the globe," said White House spokesman Josh Earnest.

"...The same way we were at war with the Iraqi insurgents," he continued, "and the Taliban, both the Afghan and the Pakistani versions. And the way we were at war with the NVA, and with drugs, and with gangs, and with poverty..."

"But also the same way we were at war with the Communists," he added. "And you know what? We totally won that war!"

"Sort of," he said after a pause. "I mean, we owe them all this money. Mostly because they finance all our wars now."

Americans Give In To Fear (A 9/11 Message)



I've recently started doing readings of my work. More to come.

As Americans, We Totally Give In To Fear

My fellow countrymen:

This morning your president lied to you. At a ceremony honoring the victims and survivors of 9/11 he repeated an insidious and harmful fable. I don't blame the man. Honestly. He's only repeating something people in the political and media class have been telling you for more than a decade. But I have to confront the lie. We have to face the truth.

Here's what the president said:

We carry on, because, as Americans, we do not give in to fear.

That's ridiculous. What contemptible nonsense. Who the hell told him to say that? And what country does he think he's talking about?

Americans almost always give in to fear. Giving in to fear is what we do first, before we've tried anything else. Even things that might actually work. You don't have a military bigger than the next dozen militaries in the world unless you're literally scared of everyone else on the planet. On September 11 we witnessed countless acts of heroism, of course. Don't misunderstand me. But the vast majority of people in this country collectively crapped our pants, abandoned our core values, allowed our government to shred the parts of the Constitution it didn't like, and stuffed everyone with an accent into a detention facility. Then we began a campaign of invading all the countries on our to-do list and launching night raids and rocket attacks from flying killer robots. Does any of this sound like refusing to give in to fear?

Getting jumpy and hysterical about threats is what we do as a people. In the past few years we've repeatedly given in to our fear of - and this list is not comprehensive at all - drugs, gay people, African Americans, Mexicans, Iranians, Russians, Chinese, North Koreans, atheists, socialists, the UN, FEMA, Muslims, Arabs, Sikhs, the war against Christmas, the knockout game, the feminist agenda, vaccinations, rainbow parties, and sexting. Unless you are a white man who has just shot a crowd of people in a school, we are ready to overreact to you.

READ THE REST:
http://paulbibeau.blogspot.com/2014/09/as-americans-we-totally-give-in-to-fear.html#.VBH4WvldWSo

We'll Get A 4% Bump In Sales If The Cashiers Have Been Crying

We need to get more aggressive. You already know that. I didn't fly all the way up from Tampa to tell you people something you could have read in the last annual. We have to pump impulse purchases in the short term and Experience Club card enrollments over the entire quarter.

Now listen to me here: The key... is crying.

Yes, crying.

You already know the numbers on the mid-pressure suggestion strategy we put in place last year. We've tweaked it a few times, but we're certain we're at the peak now with associates alternating messaging between the store card and the promotional items. Then they go into high-pressure twice every fifteen minutes to avoid customer burnout and reach max impulse impact.

Anyway we did a pilot program in some of our stores recently, and we discovered the figures jump if the sales associate looks like he or she just came out of the restroom after sobbing for a full 30 minutes and then somehow got their crap together. Sobbing, okay? They don't have to look like someone hit their puppy with a car. They have to look like someone held them at fucking gunpoint and made them run the puppy over themselves.

READ THE REST
http://paulbibeau.blogspot.com/2014/09/well-get-4-bump-in-sales-if-cashiers.html#.VA8f9fldWSo

9/11 Anniversaries And The Existence Of Hell

Hell is real. You don't have to believe in anything to know it exists. That's one of its properties. There's no fire, clamor, chains, or stinking pitch. No monsters here. Hell is almost completely quiet.

It's always the blue hour, just before dark. A suburban street near a strip mall maybe, or an office park. A small cement plaza in a bedroom community. Perhaps the entrance to a subdivision with a brick gate and tasteful shrubs. It looks nearly like the place you live. Of course it could be any location. And the development stretches into the distance, so it's hard to know where you are.

You can't see the stars. You don't recognize people who walk past on the sidewalk or zip by in cars. This world is lit mostly by screens. They all seem to have one. Drivers glance at phones and bus bench commuters study their tablets. Massive televisions peek out from picture windows as they silence whole families sitting together. Constellations of them flicker in the dusk and illuminate the way for you. Each with a bit of text and a thumbnail, or a video feed. A different story happening in a different place. In the half-dark you hear everyone around you whisper about what they're seeing.

READ THE REST HERE
http://www.paulbibeau.blogspot.com/2014/09/911-anniversaries-and-existence-of-hell.html#.VA3AA_ldWSp

Party Loyalty Is For Hacks, Fools, And Operatives

Only Operatives have an excuse, and theirs is pretty poor.

Why is this important?

Because, my friends and colleagues of the left, 2014 promises to be yet another race to the bottom. The administration and the Democrats are going to continue with their festival of arrogance, incompetence, and obfuscation. They will continue treating the Fourth Amendment like a suggestion and foreign civilians like targets in a hideous videogame...

...And somehow the Republicans will prove that they're even worse!

It's mystifying. Every year it seems that Team Jackass lowers the bar as much as they can and every year the Republicans grease themselves up and somehow limbo under that mother. I really don't know how they do it.

But if you're a citizen and a writer of any sort, your job is clear. It's not to make excuses. It's to raise standards. It's to demand the basics. And it's always, always to cut through the spin and tell the truth - even when it looks bad for your side.

I remember how the Other Guys failed to do that during the last administration, and it - God, I hate this phrase - "tarnished the brand." But there are more important things than brands. If you have any integrity and self-respect, you already understand that. We can't allow the country to continue acting like a Gilded Age version of Skynet. When our guys are wrong, we have to demand better. It's a smart long-term strategy for Dems. But it's also the right thing to do.

Does this seem like a New Year's resolution? Not at all. This is the kind of thing we should always be doing, and many of us are. I try to do it. But reminders are nice.

UPDATE: I have a blog and one of the readers suggested I put a link here.

2nd UPDATE: There's a contingent on this thread that suggests my criticism of the drone war and 4th Amendment violations makes me some kind of Libertarian/Ron Paul nut. My question to readers is "Do you really have to support drone strikes and current NSA procedures to be a good Democrat?" My follow-up question is "Seriously? I mean, are you f-ing kidding me or what?"

3rd UPDATE: It's been brought to my attention that I am part of the corporate propaganda machine, and I am trying to sabotage the Democratic Party and possibly end life on earth. If this is true, somebody tell me where to pick up my check, because that crap sounds like it would really pay well.

4th Update: It's been brought to my attention that a number of you have little flecks of spit in the corners of your mouths. Go ahead and do something about it.

5th Update: It's been brought to my attention that a number of you, all issues of tone and style aside, really do think Democrats ought to just support drone strikes. My response to that is like the middle part of the "Aristocrats" joke, so I will not actually write it.

FINAL UPDATE... SEVERAL DAYS LATER:
I couldn't keep up with the madness, so at some point I had to go offline. I don't think anyone will ever read this update, but if you stumble upon it you should know that this was the most fun I've ever had on DU. Seriously. But one of best parts of this experience for me was the confirmation that DU, the progressive movement, and the Democratic Party have a sizeable number of people who really do believe that ideas drive your party affiliation, not the other way around. It was pretty inspiring. I think we honestly have more of those people than the other side, and it's a real strategic advantage. If you read DU regularly, you probably already know this.

Jeez, somebody needs to open a couple windows in here and run a vacuum or something. Ugh.

You totally have the right to say stupid things, Duckboy

No one's arguing that. Not at all. The FEMA guys with the truncheons aren't coming.

You totally have a right to say stupid things about gay people and their anuses, and get poetic about the orifices you think Jesus approves of.

And the gay people? They totally have a right to get mad and call for the soulless hacks at your network to dump you.

And the soulless hacks? With their suits and their creepy smiles and their inability to cast shadows? They totally have the right to dump you and run another program for redneck ignorami.

And your friends? Fellow conservatives? They also have rights. They have the right to act like you're some kind of hillbilly Anne Frank, and that what's happening to you is Exactly What Orwell Predicted.

And I have the right to make fun of how idiotic they're being.

And publications like the National Review have the right to run articles about it on their website. And a horde of mouthbreathers - I mean a real Mos Eisley-style collection of freaks, cranks and bigots here... everything that can creep or crawl its way into a voting booth and pull the lever for whoever does the best Reagan impersonation... they have the right to log on and give vent to whatever ugly, nasty, hateful thing is rattling around in their heads. And they are. Oh boy. You should read it. Mean-spiritedness and ignorance, the floridly scatological and frighteningly eschatological, are all on display in that space, completely unimpeded. Free.

Yes, rights. You social conservatives have the right to tell us exactly what you're thinking. And I - and many other people - have the right to use your words to make sure normal people understand that you jackasses aren't qualified to run a lemonade stand.

Your problem isn't that anyone is stopping you from saying what's on your mind. That's not why you're losing elections. Your problem is you can't stop yourselves.

And I, for one, am very grateful.

"We're Not White Guys, Megyn Kelly" By Jesus and St. Nicholas

Hey Megs:

Santa, here. I was hanging out with your Lord and Savior, stringing some popcorn in heaven, and we figured we'd drop you a line. We don't want to make too big a deal about this -- we're both pretty multicultural -- but we want to get the record straight.

We're not white people.

I'm sorry if this bothers you. But it's the truth. St. Nick and Jesus are not, and never have been, from the dry part of the bird.

First of all, modern concepts of whiteness just plain don't apply to a first century Jew and a third century ethnic Greek from what is now Turkey. We're not anywhere on your little crumbled Saltine Venn diagram.

But there's something else that deeply infuriates us, and it needs to be said. Your viewers - and a large chunk of your country - hate and fear folks who look like us. Do you realize that?

Look at a reconstruction of my face by the St. Nicholas Center. Really look at me. I am a bearded, sienna-shaded gent from the Near East. Your network spends all day flashing pictures of guys who resemble me to justify drone strikes, profiling, and torture. I'm not a jolly elf to a Fox News viewer. I am the freakin' bogeyman. And, I'd like to point out, so is my Nazarene buddy over here, whose birthday is coming up. Sarah Palin pretends she's ghost-writing for the guy, but she wouldn't get in a cab he was driving.

If Jesus Christ and I got seats together on the flight next to any of your viewers, they'd piss themselves and demand that TSA goons zip-tie us both. They would. And many, many other Americans -- even folks who call themselves liberals -- feel the same way.

READ THE REST
http://paulbibeau.blogspot.com/2013/12/were-not-white-guys-megyn-kelly-by.html#.Uqn6txUo4cA
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