I tired of having a Facebook page, a Twitter account, etc. I actually like writing a blog. I do it every so often, but I enjoy it. The current blog of the moment is simply based on my point of view and whatever mood I am in. In all honesty, my brain doesn’t work just right, and sometimes, I go off the rails. Reading through the blogs, it may seem I am bi-polar bordering on full-blown schizophrenia, though I am not. I tend to speak the same way I write, to say, honestly. I am not necessarily an honest person, but, I have no problems speaking my mind or telling the truth… when it suits me. I am a fierce, combative, confrontational [when provoked] Atheist. My wish is not to offend, truly. The only thing that gets on my nerves more than pious religious a**holes are pretentious arrogant atheists. I tend to piss them off more than believers. I also write about the music I love, films I adore, and television shows I find worthy of recording, and whatever random thoughts are swimming through the nebula I refer to as my mind. I hope you dig the blog and, please, leave a comment [positive or negative] and again, welcome. The eyes belong to the her. She. Goddess… the reason I am still alive. Everything is dedicated to her.

An example of Social Media directing Real Relationships

Anyone who knows me knows I have no problem with so-called “cuss-words”. I do not believe in such a thing. When I am writing, I tend to stray away from using them, unless I am infuriated or enraged. The one thing I do not ever engage in is derogatory language, which, is the kind of language that, even if a “cuss-word” is never uttered, the subject itself is just pedestrian and foul. I recently had cause to interject myself, and my “2 cents worth”, into a Facebook thread related to an ALS Ice Bucket Challenge put forth by a friend who we shall call Charlie. Moments into reading this thread, a poster equated autumn to a woman’s vagina, and not in a subtle way. The subsequent posts followed suit, and of course anyone with scruples would hopefully think twice before engaging in such dialogue when you’re posting on a thread dedicated to an ALS Ice Bucket challenge. You would at least think that the moderator would pull down the posts simply because they do not belong there. The same people, along with others, have engaged in such exercises repeatedly, but, the forum itself was dedicated to their subject matter. My wife became so disgusted with the postings; she stopped following the person who she knew, Charlie that engaged in these dialogues. Well, back to the subject at hand… a mutual friend of mine and Charlie, we shall call him Roscoe, was challenged in the video, and tagged in the post, to which alerted Roscoe to the post. Upon reading the thread, Roscoe posted about, since he was tagged, the disgusting thread showed up on his Facebook wall, and he sarcastically “Thanked” all the posters involved who devolved the dialogue into a low-brow discussion when it should have been related to the ALS Challenge. And even though Charlie, and his girlfriend, let’s call her Ginger, were in the same house, she felt the need to let Charlie know, through Facebook, well… read for yourself

Ginger: Hey Charlie , I just blocked Roscoe for being a bitch and unable to censor his Facebook from his kids. In case you were wondering. Fuck that.

Ginger has never, not once, met Roscoe. Roscoe is a single Father of 2 beautiful daughters, he is extremely successful at his job, he is a social magnet for men and women alike, and is one of the nicest, friendliest, most loyal people you would ever want to meet. He is a diplomat and a fighter, and knows how to maneuver between the two. Ginger is a transplant from up North, who is nice enough on the surface, but, essentially bitchy, emotional, and vile when it comes to people who she deems unworthy of her attention. When Ginger made her posting, I made the two subsequent postings.

Brian Price: Roscoe, I had to stop following this page a long time ago for the same reason. I don’t even have any kids. It is one thing to use a derogatory version of our language in person, but, if you can’t take the time to think and articulate your thoughts clearly through writing, I can only assume you don’t have the intellectual prowess to do so. You know I like my boy Charlie, but some of the foul examples of language that spews forth on some of these threads, through exchanges between he and his fellow Facebook citizens, is simply pathetic. Also, his girlfriend Ginger, who placed the previous post, is a nice enough girl, but as you can read, she is no poet, mostly emotion and estrogen.

Brian Price: Also, what Ginger, and Vernon, do not understand is that Roscoe probably wanted to show his oldest Daughter that Charlie had jumped on the bandwagon for a good cause [though it seems because of a demand from his girlfriend and a threat of not being able to sleep in his own bed] and challenged her Father to do the same. He probably had some pride in Charlie for what he was doing… until Roscoe discovered that apparently Charlie and his Facebook populace were mostly foul-mouthed Eighth Graders with a stunted vocabulary and maybe his Daughter shouldn’t purposely be exposed to such intellectual cretins. That is just my guess.

Upon reading this, Ginger not only de-friended me [it seems she can’t handle disagreement] but also de-friended my Wife, supposedly her good friend, and our niece, who she claimed she thought the world of, simply because they were associated with me. That is absolutely deplorable. My wife and niece had nothing to with this thread, never made a comment on it, or about it, yet Ginger made it clear she wants nothing to do with them because they are my family. It looks like Charlie really picked him a nice, reasonable, well-mannered girlfriend in Ginger. When Ginger made the comment, she made sure to block Roscoe quickly, so he could not respond.

Roscoe:  Apparently, I was blocked by her, Price, as I don’t see any post by her (and I’m assuming there was one after mine). This is not a bad thing. Once again, sorry Charlie.

See what I mean about nice, Roscoe apologized to Charlie for the entire matter, not that Roscoe was wrong, but, that this throws a rift into an otherwise sound friendship between Roscoe and Charlie. Roscoe really has nothing to apologize for. I talked to Charlie on the phone and when I said “You should have Roscoe’s back, he is your people. You of all people know he is not a Bitch, yet, you didn’t defend him or just remove the post and dress down Ginger for her behavior: Charlie stated “Roscoe isn’t my people, you know that.” WTF, apparently since Roscoe and Charlie have gone to lunch together a few times, been up to Roscoe’s has a few times, etc… they are not friends. In all of this, Charlie backed the unreasonable actions of his girlfriend, actions that before her, he found spiteful and cowardice. I am no longer friends with Charlie [he has been downgraded to an associate], simply for the fact I now know he can’t be counted on. I knew in my heart of hearts he was a coward, not necessarily a coward, but he has a cowardice nature… though I had hoped being around me, Roscoe, Roscoe’s brother, etc. he would have adopted an Alpha mentality, it seems instead of becoming stronger he chose to be weak. I always wish for a long life for people like this so as they get older, they ponder all the ways they chose to be cowards and weaklings instead of choosing to be strong. I have more to say, but, I will save it for another day.

Interview with Frank Herbert & David Lynch (1983)

Cacophony of Metal

This is one of those cool artifacts from the Eighties. My Mom and I [I was about 13 years old] went into a Bookland at, a now abandoned, Montgomery Mall. I asked my Mom to buy me the cassette because it looked Sci-Fi [I didn’t know what DUNE was], and she did. I took it home, listened to the interview, and didn’t understand most of it. As I grew older, I kept listening to it [13, 14, 15 etc. you get the idea] and it had a huge influence on me and set the stage for who I would eventually become. This is one of my favorite possessions, and now, I share it with you.


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When a “Mistake” is not a mistake

I was listening to NPR this morning and I heard a story about a former currency trader John Rusnak, who committed one of the largest bank frauds in history. He racked up nine-figure losses at Baltimore’s Allfirst Bank before he got caught and was sent to prison. Upon his release from prison, he is not only reformed, but, is helping others by helping them to get jobs upon their release. The problem I have with all of this is something he said during the interview. He said “I know I can never make up for the mistakes I have made… ” blah,blah, blah. Let’s get this straight. He isn’t apologizing for losing millions of dollars by betting on the Yen… Yes, now that was a mistake. He is apologizing for covering it up, cooking the books, and lying to people (some of who attended the same church as he) for nearly 4 years. THAT is his supposed mistake. That is not a mistake… that is straight up deceit and deception with purpose. I sometimes, catch a hard time from some of those close to me for being so particular about grammar. Language is the best tool we have for communicating to the world, and each other, and we should be particular about every word we choose to use. Don’t get me wrong… I, above most, am guilty of misusing words at one point or another. But, this guy referring to his wrong doings as a “mistake” is systemic in the culture. People who do drugs sometimes say they made a mistake and should be given a second chance. Understand they did not make a mistake. The first handful of people that tried Heroine made a mistake, because, they didn’t know the effects it would cause. Everyone since then, has done it on purpose and, upon hitting rock bottom, ask for forgiveness from those they harmed while on the drug because using Heroine was a “mistake” on their part. Complete and utter B.S. Anyway, I just wanted to get that off of my chest. Happy New Year!!!!!

My disdain for Christianty and its followers

These are post I have made elsewhere showing my disdain for Christianty and its followers.

August 3, 2012

The main thing I want from Christians is consistency. If you are against Homosexuals, and, Homosexual Marriage then be pure in your righteous indignation. Push to repeal the Emancipation Proclamation. Overturn the 1967 Supreme Court Decision to allow Interracial Marriage, in spite of vehement protest from churches all over the United States [especially The South]. Get together and repeal The Equal Rights Amendment, and most importantly, restore Segregation to our schools and communities. All of the progressive advancements listed happened “in spite” of christianity and religion, not because of it.

April 3, 2012

The Christian Right has always been on the wrong side of History. When it comes to Slavery, Women’s Rights, Interracial Marriage, they always use the “Good Book” to justify their fears and hatreds. They again, align themselves on the wrong side once more when it comes to the equal rights of Homosexuals. I implore all Christians to continue being the ignorant, uneducated, cretins I know you to be. With every passing generation, your stranglehold on this country will diminish and, eventually, we will have a nation that believes more in Critical Thinking than in a Magical Jew and his Imaginary Dad.

February 15, 2012

Until the Jewish Stain of Religion [Judaism, Christianity, & Islam] is removed from the Earth, this planet will never know peace. I have no sympathy for these people. In spite of being shown how wrong they are in the archaic beliefs of their respective religions, they refuse to accept facts, and in turn, embrace faith. No tolerance or respect should be given to those that lack simple intelligence and understanding. For it is easier to remain stupid, than to be educated… the religious choose the path of least resistance every time.

January 16, 2012

“If history teaches us anything, it is simply this: every revolution carries within it the seeds of its own destruction. And empires that rise, will one day fall..”

Princess Irulan “Children of Dune”irulan

I water and care for those seeds sewn thousands of years ago by the followers of the Nazarene. Their end is at hand, their apocalypse is nigh and it will not be the selfish celebration of war they are promised in that book of lies. But, a slow death of realization that prayer won’t answer and hatred won’t conquer. Their weapons will be shown hollow and their truth will be exposed as myth. They will falter and fade away.

The Beloved High Nobel of Strength

I pledge alliegiance…

The United States, once a Republic, so fragile that its strength was no more than a whisper, is now a fascist State in the guise of a Democracy. It is to no longer be trusted because of the corruption of her Politicians, and the idiocy of her citizens. An experiment in the beauty of Secularism and Freedom has decayed into a bloated carcass of Religious Zealots and Immoral Leaders. The fragility of the dream of what could have been has collapsed and in its place stands an Ignorant Tyrant. Its fall is at hand and its reign nearly over. What will rise in its place is a Mystery, though hopefully, not a Tragedy.

                                                                                              The Beloved High 574895_405092092920427_1172359706_nNobel of Strength