Rollin' Like Sisyphus

Good Music Friday

Posted in Good Music Friday by Huckleberry on January 20, 2017

Slow news Friday, huh?
Nothing at all going on today, huh?
Little of note has transpired today, huh?
So a horrible president is gone, a president that at least speaks to my issues is in, and worse case scenario I’ve got four years of schadenfreude laid out gently before me.
Packs of feral, conspicuously well-fed “protesters” really thought they were going to stop the inauguration by wreaking near-impotent havoc blocks away (oh no they threw bricks through the windows at Starbucks that’ll stick it to those KKKFASCISTS). But aside from petty vandalism incoherent thuggery, the HASHTAGDISRUPTJ20KDSFLSDVKMLKCXZSV revealed the hollow rage and impoverished imaginations that have become the calling card of your government issue Millennials, chapped as they surely must be at the dawning realization that their #RESISTANCE and #DISSENT isn’t even hardly worthy of being crushed.
Life is hard to bear, you cupcake faggots, but don’t pretend to be so delicate.
In other news, it’s pouring rain near continuously for weeks here, BUT DROUGHT, so I’ll be sure to conserve while we all get washed away. Still absolutely swamped with this, the project that just won’t die. Fixing in on an end-of-February re-launch date, so I could be spending St. Patrick’s Day freelancing at home in my underwear.
Other than that, I’m tired, water logged, and yet relieved that Our Simple Affirmative Action President is entirely past-tense. And make no mistake, he was Affirmative Action in every way. The media couldn’t stop fapping themselves into successive comas about how THIS WAS THE BEST PRESIDENT EVER YOU GUYS and SERIOUSLY YOU GUYS BEST FIRST LADY EVER and OMGDLSKNFL:SDF VC:D FIRST FAMILY! and so on.
While I would love to think he’s gone and will quickly be forgotten, the people who think they write the collective pop history books are well on their way to lionizing a lazy, impudent, petulant, simple, dim, dull, aloof, un-American sack of luke-warm feces expelled all over a helpless victim on Chicago’s south side on a hot summer night. This has me questioning most of what’s accepted as conventional historical fact, but that should be a given for all seasons.
So long Barack “The Islamic Shock”, adieu and bonswa.
Tonight, I shall enjoy a celebratory drink or five in the comfort of my office, and for the first time in eight near-infinite years, I won’t have to wonder how this pathetic man will fuck up next.
Get ‘em in and have a great weekend, friends.


Ride Of The Valkyries
Die Walküre
Richard Wagner, perf. Wilhelm Furtwangler & The Vienna Philharmonic


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  1. El Borak said, on January 20, 2017 at 21:33

    Great song selection. So what do think of the lack of a Hillary pardon?

    • Huckleberry said, on January 25, 2017 at 07:51

      On the one hand I think the hammer drops on her and her “foundation” so hard that Chelsea’s great=grandchildren feel it.
      On the other, I have a feeling Trump worked out some kind bargain with his former friends to call off the hounds so long as the Clintons play nice and never run for elected office anywhere, ever, again.

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