Fast Eddie Friday....the early edition.

Before one of you clowns point out that it's Thursday and my title is premature or just plain wrong, put a sock in it. Nobody is going to read this shit on a Friday before Christmas. So Santa came early, heh. Lots to cover. So here we go , fast and loose.

Pulling out early can sometimes be a good thing, at least for the person pulling out early. The party who was pulled out early on however is often left dissatisfied and feeling a bit used, with a big mess on their hands. Right now the folks in Iraq are feeling that way I imagine. This headline greeted me this morning. "A wave of bombings ripped across Baghdad on Thursday morning, killing at least 60 people and injuring more than 150 in the worst violence Iraq has seen for months. The bloodbath comes just days after American forces left the country."  Just days after the withdrawal, Iraq's fragile power-sharing government is grappling with its worst turmoil since its formation a year ago. Shiite, Sunni and Kurdish honchos are at each others throats. Start the clock on another chapter in the so called Arab spring.  Egypt Arab spring sprung a leak, and the mooslip brotherhood has the people riled up at the military. They are back in the street, raising hell, and calling for another overthrow. This time it's the Military they hate, the same military they were praising just a few months ago. We continue to stick our beaks into other folks business. Hillary Clinton is complaining about the Egyptian military beating women, yet she never uttered a fucking negative peep, when the Freedom Seekers were raping our female reporters during their previous riots.  I've said it before, and I'll say it again, " You can't reason with people who are so backward they think the Flintstones is a documentary." Millions of women and children are raped and murdered in the Congo, Darfur, and a dozen other African shit holes, yet we remain mostly mute. Toss in a few million barrels of oil and all a sudden we are the defenders of freedom.  While our POTUS pats himself on the back for bringing home the troops, shit is going from bad to worse less than a week since the last American boot left the ground. 

But fear not, there is hope and solace to be found in this fucked up soup sandwich. We can just blame it all on Bush. After all, that's been the standard line of defense for every fuck up and ill conceived plan by the current admin. So why fuck with prosperity at this point?

But you rubes don't come here for my world views. You come here for one liners, fucked up analogies, and the occasional ride through the gutters of prison stories and crimes once committed.  I think that's where I've run off the tracks. Lost my mojo. Misplaced my desire to write, Anything, the past few months.  So, beginning 2012, we are going to get back to the type of stuff that made this blog whatever the fuck it was, which is still open to debate.  In the new year look for more blight posts, crime posts, and more than a little bloviating and self promotion. 

For now go read THIS. Do it Now. 

I don't promote many sites or writers on this blog. Hell, I rarely post a link anymore. But this guy can write. I first read his Christmas Story in 2008. I've been a fan ever since. The writer suffered a near fatal heart attack recently. Thankfully he is still around. A finer writer you won't find on the internet.

See you rubes next year.
Mark Smith
Midtown Miscreant