Peter Fisher Got Hit By A Bus (1950 - 2018)

Next to the "Crazy Wisdom" Buddhist Chögyam Trungpa's hilariously drunken demise in a joke shop, as homeopath to the Queen of England, it's hard to imagine a more fitting death for Peter Fisher - except if, at the end, she'd been there to offer the old boy one of his own remedies for what TMR hopes was a long bout with an extremely-excruciating but slow-moving pain right to the very end.

No, just as he was not missed by a most-excellent bus driver (Give that man or woman a raise!) he was not, and will not, be missed by TMR as well - "Goodbye and good riddance" - is all we ever have to say to ALL of the enemies of reason.

Dogs Rhyme With Frogs (And Both Rhyme With Blogs)

 I've said it before, and I have to say it again - you're all madder than a box of frogs:

Pulitzer Prize-winning author Alice Walker has voiced her support for the work of controversial British conspiracy theorist David Icke on BBC Radio 4’s Desert Island Discs. 

When asked which book she would take were she to be an isolated castaway, the author of The Color Purple chose Icke’s ‘Human Race Get Off Your Knees: The Lion Sleeps No More.’ 

In the 750-page tome, Icke describes how the human mind is controlled from the moon. 

The moon, he claims, is actually a “gigantic spacecraft” which sends us a “fake reality broadcast”. 

This method of manipulation is said to work “in much the same way as portrayed in the Matrix movie trilogy”. 

Icke, a former BBC presenter, drew mockery in 1991 when he pronounced himself the son of the messiah in an interview with Terry Wogan. 

Since then, he has made a career as an author and public speaker. 

One of his key ideas is that Earth is ruled by shape-shifting reptiles, including the Queen and President Barack Obama.

And there you have it - The Matrix - and a box of frogs,...

 

Young, Dumb, And Full Of (The Queen Mum's Credibility)

Alright, now that he's in trouble, Drudge has got me thinking about it: 

Poor Harry. It's gotta be a drag having to live up to the whole "I'm a prince" thing, even if it includes frolicking with six naked girls.

There was a band I used to tour with, where part of the show included the lead singer giving a speech about his love for the wife and kid, but every night he'd bed a couple of blondes, a hypocrisy that never sat right with me. (Now his show includes a heavy dose of "spirituality," so you can imagine the duplicity involved there.) I mention that because, even then, questions of personal dignity and ethics were raging through my mind, making me wonder if anyone else shared them.

It's gotta be tough on Harry. Born into Di and Charlie's sick and twisted NewAge "heir and a spare" situation (made morbid by her death) he's richer than shit - and in a time when life holds about as little meaning as it ever has - how's he supposed to figure anything out when nobody else appears to? Sure, it's just keeping your pants up in public, but come on:

There were six of them!

And girls are weird. Other than in a dressing room of some kind, I think I've only been naked with other men enough times that I can count them on one hand. But women? It seems like all you have to do is tell them it's O.K. and they'll "drop trou" anywhere, no matter how many others are around - nude beaches, wet T-shirt contests, saunas, photography studios; anywhere there's a camera they'll provocatively pose. Hell, they now take naked photos of themselves and send them to others.

I guess that's what happens if they haven't developed an inner life of some kind. And, considering any man can see that hole in their psychological makeup, it's mighty hard not to take advantage. Pimping is based on it. What's that old pimp line? "Let [women] run they own lives and they go crazy,…"

O.K., I'm saying too much - I know too much - and because of that, in truth, I don't care. Thanks to the hippies, people have long ago taken "freedom" to mean from responsibility, and especially from anyone's long-term interests, so some red head kid's commonly idiotic behavior in Vegas holds about as much interest, for me, as it did the birds flying by his hotel. (There were six of them!) Once the Queen's gone, all that "royalty" nonsense will be over anyway.

Watch.

 

My New Bunny Rabbit

Put It There

It’s uncertain if it was a teleprompter malfunction, but Fox News reported today that when President Obama met the Queen he shook her hand with both of his hands.

Apparently, this is not an acceptable way to greet a useless woman wearing a crown.

Anyway, It did remind us of this: