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For recognition of the inhumane, thoughtless, greedy, and the negligent. And douchebags.

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Sovereign nation douche

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I actually feel shitty for using the word “douche” on this one – for one thing, it feels like a trivialisation, and additionally, it’s an inadequate condemnation in this instance by an order of magnitude.

So Syria is “working thru” its own arab spring right now. It won’t be a bloodless affair, it won’t be a smooth transition, but if the behaviour of state forces is as alleged in this Al Jazeera piece, then that place sure as fuck needs regime change. I really can’t get my head around the inhumanity of this.

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June 1, 2011 at 10:54 am

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To protect and serve, if by protect you mean “rape” and by serve you mean “get away with it”

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I’m not a guy that categorically has an issue with the 5-0. I’ve known a few cops over the years, by and large they’re just regular folk. However, like all regular folk, you get some bad eggs. Exhibit A. If I were a woman in NY who found herself drunk and in need of help, this event would make me think back to the sage and cautionary words of Ice Cube, in his ode “Fuck tha police“.

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May 29, 2011 at 11:24 am

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The cancer at the heart of catholicism

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The Catholic church is an interesting thing. It started with that dude with the followers, he liked being nice and told people to be nice to each other. It wasn’t rocket science, but it resonated somewhat, and the gist of the message spread. Anyways, he died after the roman authorities took exception to the social influence he was beginning to wield, and some of his followers decided to have a crack at institutionalising his mojo to try and perpetuate his message. Well, man did they succeed at the institutionalisation aspect – in fact, they came to be more concerned with perpetuating the institution than with retaining the integrity of the mojo. So as the immediate memory of the mojo faded, even as its word spread, the institution became ever bigger, more powerful, more enduring.

Fast-forward nearly two thousand years, and the most honest efforts of that institution, the catholic church, revolve around pedophilia, the oppression of women, and the suppression of the hypocrisy of their lifestyles versus their preaching. The mojo is gone, replaced by an enduring black and cancerous heart.

The photo above is of Riccardo Seppia, an abusive catholic priest with ties to the Pope’s office, and pedophile. Fuck you for tolerating and hiding him, catholic church. Sort this hellbound abusive rapist out, stat, and all of his like-practising kin, or shut your moralising mouth the fuck up.

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May 27, 2011 at 8:38 am

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Tree-killing douchebags become murderers

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Joao Claudio Ribeiro da Silva and his wife have been shot and killed by some motherfucker who cares more for his desire to rape the earth and line his pocket with the proceeds of said rape, than he does for human life. I extend my deepest sympathies to da Silvas’ remaining family, friends, and associates. Good luck catching the scumbag(s) responsible, Brazil.

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May 27, 2011 at 7:45 am

Karma gives the noble act of civil protest a cuddle in England

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Two-link one-source posts seem to be my fleeting fancy. Here’s a heads-up on the douchebaggery of the metropolitan fuzz. It’s nice however when it’s possible to point out that justice is on to them. Go, justice, go.

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April 23, 2011 at 4:47 pm

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So here I was, innocently pondering semi-retirement in my dotage –

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– When along came a cocksocket called Terry Jones. Tracey Barnett put it in a more work-internet-filter safe manner than I could ever restrain myself to do, in this editorial for the NZHerald.

There have been too many assholes for me to track in recent months, really there have. I’m sorry for my apparent recalcitrance…shout-out to my booooeeeeee Mubarak!

Muammar Gaddafi

Tepco

The republican senate, for passing legislation denying the existance of climate change

This power-tripping brownshirt in blue…

Yeah, ok – I’m all worn out now. Too much pointless evil and stupidity gets me down. Suffice it to say that there seems to be an oppressive amount of asshole in the world right now eh? Bedtime, I think.

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April 5, 2011 at 12:48 pm

2-wheels-good, 4-wheel-douche

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I saw the most ugly thing this morning. I’ve never felt compelled to txt one of those dob-in-the-idiot-driver police numbers, but I did today.

So I had just landed at Auckland airport, very early in the morning, blue sky shining, early summer idyll…all the rest. I hopped in a taxi, and headed into town. At an intersection coming into Newmarket, there was an old blue toyota corolla at the very front by the red light. A cyclist, a dapper looking silver fox of a man, rode up beside the toyota on a high-end fixie….chrome frame, footclips, fancy rims with carbon spokes, the whole nine yards. He pulled up beside the toyota, and slightly in front of it, as he correctly should to ensure he was in the drivers’ sight line.

At this point I should make clear that we’ve just had a week where five cyclists have been killed in hit and run accidents.

Continuing, the driver piped up something to the effect of: “Oi, lookout mate.” – the rider then responded with something matter-of-fact like “It’s alright, I’m just trying to make sure you can see me.”

Well, the driver didn’t like this – he said something like: “Yep, I can see you, so now can you get the fuck out of the way?” – and at this point a little bit of back-and-forth ensued…

“Aww, whatever mate…”

“Fuck you”

“Fuck you back, with rusty spoons”

So the light is still red, ok? The driver then turns the steering wheel toward the bike, stomps on the accellerator, and rams the bike. A measured response? Yes, a very badly measured response.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, and me and my somali taxi driver looked at each other with wide eyes and eyebrows raised.

“He is an ass.” said Mr Taxi to me, pointing at the corolla driver, who was now climbing out of his car and storming toward the cyclist. He finger jabbed, yelled, and tried to stand over the older guy, who was about six foot four. Corolla man was pretty solidly build, and the betting money would have been on him as the aggro escalated. However, the cyclist didn’t back down, and invited corolla man to go fuck himself.

The light went green. Horns went. Corolla man hopped in his corolla. Life went on as it had before.

Oh, no it didn’t….what I meant to say was,  he hopped in his car, revved, and rammed straight into the bike again, knocking it down and running over it, buckling the wheels to shit.

Yeah, that’s what I meant to say. The cyclist leapt off in time and was unhurt, by the way, but Corolla-man is an irreparable arsehole.

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November 24, 2010 at 8:17 am

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