AfterPunk

  All these people have understandable reasons for hating Trump to the point of wanting him assassinated. Why? Envy, jealousy, personal hubris, aristo-snobbery, belated need for attention after failing careers, blah blah blah. But something set all this in motion. What? POLITICIANS Mitt Romney Mitch McConnell Liz Cheney Dick Cheney The Bushes Adam Kinzinger John Kasich MEDIA NEWS CELEBS Chris Cuomo Mika Breszinski Joe Scarborough George Will Brit Hume Keith Olbermann Meghan McCain Kevin Williamson MEDIA TV TALK CELEBS Stephen Colbert Jimmy Kimmel Conan O’Brian David Letterman SHOW-BIZ HAS-BEENS Alec Baldwin Robert DeNiro  Mark Ruffalo Cher BUT WHO’S MISSING? Okay. Take a look. The Never-Trump movement is overwhelmingly a New York Jewish atheist seizure. Don’t even try to deny it. Jews lost their faith. They used the Talmud to stop believing in God. Lawyers for nihilism. People not quite smart enough to see God behind the curtain they made. Why they became Communists in the 195...

Your brain dying of early onset dementia. Like a lot of people, I suppose, I have been both shocked and outraged by the fact that Biden could be leading Trump in the polls, no matter how skewed and dishonest the media poll-takers are. The doddering groper from Delaware should be at ten percent approval and falling, not least because he is so obviously in the grip of Alzheimer’s Syndrome. How can it be that a majority of voters don’t know or don’t care how perilous it would be to elect as president a man who can no longer read successfully from a teleprompter, let alone a White House briefing book? But then it occurred to me. Biden is the perfect candidate for the Democrat Party and maybe even for the nation we have become since we voted Saul Alinsky Obama into the White House. Biden is actually quite an accurate embodiment of the state of the union. I mean, what are the symptoms of Alzheimer’s? You lose your memories of your youth and then your maturity, not just by the p...

The infamous party of dead people in Kubrick’s The Shining Pretty obviously there is. I have well over 20 websites on three different posting platforms, more than 20 books available at Amazon and Kindle, and more than a hundred video/audio files sitting on YouTube. I also have an account at the new kid on the social network block, Parler, under the user name “sigmazrn.” Parler has a function for direct personal messaging. If we’ve been friends in the past, you can message me there and I’ll tell you how to access my latest thoughts, jokes, graphics, rants, etc, at Afterpunk19 and Instapunk Returns (and elsewhere). I also have a new email address, because my old one will not accept any messages from anyone. If you want the new address, I will probably share it with you. If you’re not interested, have a nice life anyway. In closing this brief post, permit me to observe that Facebook is suffering from its own flavor of dementia. Its ‘updated’ format is a monstrosity so grotesque ...

They got gunned down by various police entities in 1934. We’re going to talk about it here. Some people won’t like it. How it happened depends on who you ask. There’s this way... And that way... They got displayed along with their car and effects to the public. Bonnie Clyde And Bonnie got, you know, displayed ... ...And in the car too. Just a story. One women seem to like as much as men. Two itty-bitty killers making the world around them scared for a year or two. Tell you anything? Kamala and Joe are salivating.

I could also call this ‘Famous People I Have Laid Eyes On.’ Turns out to be a pretty long list. Guess that’s the White Privilege thingie. Some are up close and personal, some are just in the audience. A lot of you who get out more than I do will beat this easily. But it is my list, and I’ll tout it my own way. Shook hands with Barry Goldwater when I was ten. I gave him $120 and change for his 1964 presidential run. At the Union Club in Philadelphia. It didn’t help. He lost. Also saw Ronald Reagan. This was around 1978. His political career was finished. He’d tried to overturn the Republican Party establishment in 1976 and lost. He was on the rubber chicken circuit. Thought I’d go see him at a fundraiser in Philly. Cost me $10.00. Must have had an inkling anyway. I didn’t have $10.00 to spend on has-been politicians. I was the one near the back of the room, in the cheap seats, wondering why I was eating Chicken á la King in a chain hotel. He was mesmerizing. Truly. Galv...