Chasing the Walrus

No, I haven’t abandoned posting again or slipped even further into being depressed. As far as that goes, I’m probably as good as I have been for a little while. But what has happened between Tuesdays disaster and my posting now would probably push a mere mortal man in that direction.

Thursday I was planning to be a good boy. Got to the train station in time to catch the train and the plan was to come hope and post here and work on a couple of my sites. I can’t remember what it was I had to post about but it seems it was somewhere along the lines of a good old fashioned Walrus rant.

But fucking fate had other plans for me. Seems the metrolink trains were all having problems and all the trains were delayed. My commute schedule really doesn’t handle delays well and not needing much of an excuse to go to the bar anyway the fact that the commute wasn’t going to go as planned was excuse enough.

My bartender buddy, from now on known as the bartender, called in sick so his replacement was the Jack Daniels dude. Now the JD dude likes to do shots of Jack and since he’s buying, how can I say no? Also the bartenders girlfriend, not knowing the bartender had called in sick, stopped by. She’s good people and always a hoot to talk to so I sat drinking Stella’s, Jack on the rocks and a free shot every ten minutes with JD dude. Needless to say, I got fucking plastered.

At some point in the night, the bartenders girlfriend went home and I found myself trying to chat up a fat ugly Indian chick. When I say Indian chick, I mean from India not native american. This chick was coyote ugly. Luckily, whether it was cause I was white, fat, drunk or a combination of all fucking three she had no interest in fucking me. It’s kind of a sad statement, she’d rather sit around the train station all night than let me get my rocks off on her. Worked to my favor, I didn’t have to sit there in the morning, shame all over my face and wonder what the fuck I had done.

The bad news was that instead of going home, I went over to someone who lives close to the train station to spend the night. Sucks having to wear the same cloths two days in a row. Especially without a shower but who the fuck would shower and then put on two day old cloths.

So I went through Friday, hungover, smelly, sweaty, sticky and did I mention hungover. When work was fucking finally over I had no problem coming straight home.

The crazy chick, who I really can’t explain what kind of relationship we have is, was at my place and had been there since Thursday. She knew about my drunken exploits, well sort of, I don’t think I told her about the ugly indian chick. Like I said, can’t really explain our relationship. But she was planning on escaping Friday evening anyway. When I got here, her ride was here and they were fucking around on my laptop.

Unfortunately, the crazy chick has a thing about downloading music from P2P sites which means it’s usually infected with all sorts of nasty spyware shit. Having the computer for 36 hours gave her hope that I wouldn’t notice all the fucking trojans and put 2+2 together. So, the remainder of Friday night was spent trying to clean off all of the fucking crap. Oh, and my service provide, they get upset about this kind of shit so they disabled my service as some point in time.

So, that’s been my life for the last couple days, too much JD, an ugly indian chick and the crazy chick. I’m fucking sure I left something out but it’s too late at night for me to really wonder if this is even fucking worth reading. Time to move to the Babe of the Post!

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I hope y’all had a good fucking 4th of July weekend. Personally I had no fucking plans so when the fucking neighbors invited me over for a 4th BBQ and I figured what the fuck. I’d go over, play nice, eat some BBQ and then make an excuse early and call it a fucking night.

I recognized a few others there from the our fucked up neighborhood and they had also fucking invited a few of the boring asses they fucking work with. I was the only fucking single dude at the party so I saw no need to hang around. My plans started changing as soon as I met one of the ladies from my neighbors office. She was married with a kid about 5, cute and came off as very flirtatous and possibly looking to have a little more fucking fun than just sitting around shooting the shit with the other fucking soccer mom’s while all the husbands compared their dicks and tried to figure out who could actually piss the farthest.

It can always be kind of a pain to cut the hot one out of the herd. The herd always wants to fucking pull them back in and the husbands seem to get a little concerned when the single guy pays too much fucking attention to their bitch. So the game starts with coincidental meetings in the kitchen, getting beers and what nots and then as everyone starts getting a little drunker finding the times for longer alone time while everyone else is too busy enjoying the buzz.

It took very little fucking flirting time before she made it perfectly clear to me that she would love to steal a few moments away for some purely adult time. We played most of the afternoon playing grab ass, clandestine meetings by the bathroom where we could do stupid kid shit like make out and cop a good feel or two. I knew we’d be doing it and I knew that the best time would be during the fucking fireworks display.

I’m going to spare you fucks the details of fucking the neighbors wife’s best friend on her bed and leaving her fuck hole filled to the brim with my man milk but I will say it must have been the best fucking sex the bitch had as she wanted to know if we could get together on a regular basis. Want to blast me ego, do like this bitch did and tell me she needs to have more of my cock.

Babe for the Post
Veronica Saint | This Saint’s a Winner

With her natural, girl-next-door good looks—and hailing from America’s Heartland to boot—Veronica Saint is the perfect choice for Valentine’s Day eye candy. “Being on the cover of HUSTLER is a dream come true!” proclaims the delectable 22-year-old. When Veronica is feeling romantic, who’s gonna sweep the babe off her feet? “I love the typical bad-boy rock ’n’ roller types,” she admits. “A dude covered in tattoos makes my pussy extra-wet. That doesn’t mean I won’t occasionally do a suit-and-tie guy. I’m not big on pickup lines, but I go crazy over someone who has strong body language and knows how to undress me with his eyes. My eyes are sexy, and I use them as a weapon.” Does the sweetheart go crazy for girls too? “Not yet,” she coos, “but I want to give it a try.” Meanwhile, Veronica’s ultimate sexual fantasy remains unfulfilled. “I want a tall and buff Native American man with long hair to drag me into the woods, where he would tie me to a tree and fuck me hard. He would then leave me all spent and dripping with sweat.” Whoa, Tonto! In the future, Veronica has big plans: “I’m going to create my own cosmetics line, maybe even a fragrance. Right now I’m finishing up my college degree and plan to get a master’s in English, then write a book or two. I’m very ambitious and full of great ideas, so the world is open to me.” Finally, Veronica offers a personal Valentine’s Day greeting to HUSTLER readers: “This is my gift to you, and I really hope you enjoy my pictures. Love you, guys!”

Statistics:
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Brown
Bust: 34C

Waist:26

Hips: 37

Height: 5′7”

Weight: 118

Biography:
Birthplace: Elmhurst, Illinois
Age: 22
Favorite Movie: Goodfellas! I absolutely love mobster movies and Scorcese!
Favorite Song: I’m really into the new Arcare Fire record. It’s called, "Neon Bible". It’s about hope, redemption, loss, growth…what it means to be human.
Favorite Food: Chinese food.
Likes: Working out, shopping, playing with my two puppies.
Dislikes: Housekeeping. I can’t remember the last time I picked up a broom or a mop. That’s what boyfriends are for!
Ambitions: I want to marry the man of my dreams and have a bunch of kids. Nothing too terrible exciting.
Best Place to Fuck: On set. There’s something really freeing about screwing in front of a room full of strangers. I can get wild.
Best Sex: Anytime I care about my partner. The sex can be bad–well, not THAT bad–and it’ll still feel good to me.
Favorite Position: I like getting good and fucked in the missionary position.
Questions & Answers:

HUSTLER: What’s your type?
SAINT: I love the typical bad-boy rock ‘n’ roller types. A dude covered in tattoos makes my pussy extra wet.

HUSTLER: Did you do anything special for Valentine’s Day?
SAINT: Nothing special. Got too drunk and fucked my brains out.

Damn, definately my type of bitch! See more at Hustler

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There has been a bunch of idiotic shit going on in the sports world lately and since I haven’t fucking been getting out enough lately to find shit that really pisses me off, I figured now would be a good time to document some of the stupidity.

Due to the fucking Kobe rap a couple of days ago, Shaq has lost his fucked up plastic Arizona sheriffs badge. Seems old Sheriff Joe was offended by his usage of colorful language. Get a fucking life! First, it’s not like Shaq was performing somewhere that he could have expected the taping. Second, he was rapping, what fucking rap song doesn’t have a little colorful language and finally asking Kobe how his ass tastes. This wasn’t a "tongue in cheek" comment just some good fucking natured teasing. Sheriff Joe just needs to realize he’s a fucking fossil and the usage of the English language is a bit different today from the life he lives in.

My buddy, Don Imus, is at it again but it seems that this time there will be no disciplanary action. In case you live under a fucking rock, here is what was said:

Don, old buddy, just admit it you are a fucking racist. I know you now have a new, racially sensative crew but what the fuck does that mean other than your a fucking racist. Otherwise, you or no one would give a rats ass about your crew. The point that everyone spends time explaining that you are now more racially sensative tends to prove my fucking point. As far as Pacman Jones…save your prayers, your going to need them because I have absolutely no doubt that you will find yourself in trouble with the NFL again, even though I really think thats all been way over blown as well.

Speaking of idiots in the NFL how about ex-running back Cedric Benson. He had most of us in his fucking hand with the drunken boating incident. I was personally convinced that he was being picked on. But then, while this is still lingering on, a drunk driving incident….now I ain’t a stupid fuck. Me thinks you fucked up twice.

Zusanna- Nude for the Post

Zusanna | Natural Wonder

Whenever one of our nifty photographers heads abroad to scout out fresh new talent, we here at HUSTLER wait with bated breath. As you can see, our latest find was worth the wait. An all-natural beauty, Zusanna comes to us from the Czech Republic. Now, we know what you’re thinking: Did they say “all natural”? Come on! Yes, the Eurodoll swears that her monstrous mammaries are 100% genuine. “They are all real!” Zusanna exclaims. “No implants. I’m just lucky to have big, juicy boobies.” No, sweetheart, we get to see them in all their glory. That makes us the lucky ones.

Statistics:
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
Bust: 32” DD
Waist: 24”
Hips: 32”
Height: 5′6"
Weight: 105 lbs

Biography:
Birthplace: Czech Republic
Age: 25
Favorite Movie: “The 40-Year-Old Virgin.” I would love to get my hands on a virgin and fuck him ‘til sunrise!
Favorite Song: “Like a Virgin,” by Madonna. Like I said, I love virgins.
Favorite Food: Fish Tacos and beer. It’s a good snack after sex. I love good food and good sex!
Likes: Posing nude, beaches and interesting people.
Dislikes: Cold weather, traffic and bad sex.
Ambitions: Since being in America, I have enjoyed myself very much. Especially posing for Hustler magazine! At home, I am a very serious businesswoman and showing off my naked body feels so liberating. When the photographer was shooting close ups of my pussy it started to gush because I got so horny thinking about all the men who will be stroking their stiff cocks from looking at my body. I was born with a tight body made to please my men! Best Place to Fuck: On a California beach with a hot, young surfer.
Best Place to Fuck: placesjjj
Best Sex: During my lunch break I was feeling really horny and I couldn’t control myself. Everyone in the office was out to lunch and I was all alone-or so I thought. I shut my door and slid my fingers down my satin panties and started rubbing my moist clit. I was in another world because I didn’t even hear the new temp walk in! He caught me! I was embarrassed at first until he unzipped his trousers and asked if he could join me for lunch. He shoved his tongue up my fuckhole and gave me multiple orgasms until I couldn’t take anymore. He was the best temp I ever hired.
Favorite Position: I like to be on top. I’m wild and I need to be in control.

Questions & Answers:

HUSTLER: What turns you on?
SUZANNA: There are a lot of things that can turn me on. If I were a man, I would have a hard cock 24/7! My pussy is always wet. I wake up every morning thinking of a stiff prick rubbing against my clit. My hand makes its way down my stomach and into my pussy and I finger fuck myself until I come all over my hand. Then I get up, go to work, fantasize about more sex and come home and fuck myself before I fall asleep. I am a very naughty girl…

HUSTLER: Are you into women, too?
SUZANNA: Mmmm…Definitely! Who wouldn’t want to taste a little pussy now and then? Women taste so sweet and salty, like a French dessert. My favorite night of fun is to have a fat cock sliding in and out of my tight slit while a hard-bodied blonde is riding my face with her mound. I am a businesswoman and I am very good at multi-tasking. There is no woman that I couldn’t handle.

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Now this is some funny shit and believe it or not, I’m gonna leave my personal comments aside and simply add in the video.

For some fucking reason I can not get the fucking video to embed so here’s the link until I actually figure this shit out. Nevermind it’s working now, bitch mother fucker

Malou- Nude for the Post

Malou | Hustler Babe

Statistics:

Hair: Blonde,
Eyes: Blue,
Bust: 34C,
Waist:24,
Hips: 34,
Height: 5′6″,
Weight: 108

Biography:

Birthplace: Copenhagen, Denmark

Age: 24

Favorite Movie: Amelie. I adore that fact it’s a good-natured fairytale about love. And it’s just visually stunning.

Favorite Song: Abba’s “Dancing Queen”. Whenever I hear this tune I can’t help but move my body.

Favorite Food: Bornholmer. It’s actually smoked herring. I know it sounds gross, but it’s very popular where I’m from.

Likes: I’m a big fan of bike-riding and going hiking. I’m usually up for anything outdoorsy.

Dislikes: This might be a little political, but Hustler’s a political magazine, right? I really dislike America’s current political administration and its stance on international issues.

Ambitions: I’m hoping to one day move to the US and become a world-wide celebrity!

Best Place to Fuck: I’m a big fan of screwing on this leather couch I inherited from an old boyfriend. Every time I have sex on it I think about how badly he treated me and I feel like I’m getting revenge.

Best Sex: Any sex that involves more than one other person. I love group sex…especially when the girls are hot!

Favorite Position: For anal I like doggie and for vaginal I like cowgirl.

Questions & Answers:

HUSTLER: What do you think about Americans?

MALOU: I feel bad for you guys right now. I know that your president doesn’t reflect the entire country, but everyone in the European community feels like he’s giving you guys a bad name.

HUSTLER: Enough about politics. Tell is something dirty.

MALOU: The last time I visited my parent’s house, I went with my boyfriend. Every night when my parents fell asleep we would have sex all over the house. It was a little weird doing it in my childhood bedroom, but it was definitely HOT.

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It’s a sad day as I awoke to learn that George Carlin is dead. While I know every fucking blog, every fucking news site and every fucking person who can write will lament on the passing of this american idol, I still fucking have to do it. He was just that great. Although greatness isn’t probably the right word, he was the funniest mother fucker to ever fucking stand on a stage and entertain people.

I can still remember those seven words which even today can not be said on TV, Shit, Piss, Fuck, Cunt, Cocksucker, Motherfucker and Tits! He had first fucking did this skit in the good ole mid-west, Milwaukee, where he was fucking promptly arrested for disturbing the peace. What the fuck, did people laugh so loud the fucking neighbors complained. Eventually, when it went to court a judge with a little fucking sense through the charges out stating the obvious, how was the fucking peace disturbed.

But I’m guessing that you’ve probably already read most of this stuff, except, perhaps what those magic seven words were. I just needed to say good-bye to an icon. Good-bye George, perhaps now some people will laugh with you but also understand that they are actually laughing at the sadness that our society has become.

McKenzie Lee- Nude for the Post

McKenzie | Hustler Babe

Statistics:
Hair: Brown, Eyes: Brown, Bust: 32D, Waist: 24, Hips: 32, Height: 5′4”, Weight: 105

Biography:
Birthplace: Leicester, England
Age: 27

Favorite Movie: The Lion In Winter". Peter O’Toole’s performance as King Henry the II is one of the most memorable in modern cinema.

Favorite Song: This is hard! There’s so many to choose from. As of late, I’ve been listening to Gnarls Barkley’s "Crazy" almost constantly.

Favorite Food: You Americans may find this disgusting, but baked beans on toast.

Likes: I LOVE fast food! It’s my achilles heel. McDonald’s, Burger King, Taco Bell, you name it. If there’s a drive-thru, chances are I’ve been there at least once.

Dislikes: Exercising. I know I need to work-out because of all the junk food I eat, but it’s so hard to get motivated and drag myself to the gym.

Ambitions: My future goal is to keep pleasing my fans by doing rocking sex scenes, and obviously to make Jenna as proud as I possibly can.

Best Place to Fuck: Have you used one of those Liberator things yet? Oh. My. God. The position you can achieve and the things you can do on that is amazing.

Best Sex: I’d have to say the best sex I’ve ever had is with my now-fiance. We’re just so good together that everytime we fuck it’s amazing.

Favorite Position: I absolutely adore reverse cow-girl. Not only does it allow me to control the action, but my partner gets a great view.

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For those of you fuckers who are more like me and don’t get out much, there is a new search sheriff in town and I really like the promises that he brings. But I also know he is frought with problems and abuses that I’m not sure he can handle.

Wikia Search, the first truly web2.0 search engine is now up and running and with as much as I pay attention to these fucking geek type of things may have been for about 100 fucking years, but I doubt it. Brought to you by those geniuses at the real wikipedia.

The fucking cool thing is that you the user have a direct input on the quality of the searchs. Any user can edit / add to the link description, annotate (which means you can add fucking images or links or add text or highlight passages for the links you find), spotlight, comment or delete links as you see fit. Direct user input should provide for a much more robust and accurate search tool.

Provided it’s not fucking abused! Whether the fucking religious right believe it or fucking not, porn does have it’s fucking place in american society and I can see all the fucking preachers up on the pulpit preaching that we need to wipe out the fucking scourge and every one of the fucking sheep in his congregation will go marching over to the new sheriff’s office and recommend all porn sites for deletions.

Not to mention that business is a rough game and everyone will try to fuck their competition any fucking way possible. Which with as valuable as search engine traffic is, means trying to fuck with their listings.

But I do really like the idea of a user sponsored search as opposed to todays technology of little fucking bots running around collecting information for large complex software algorythms to figure out if your site reachs a quality factor that they will then show your results. Especially when they are matching your results against other sites that my not be anywhere near or as informative as yours. See, they only have things like keywords to go by as fucking bots can’t read.

Shay Laren- Nude for the Post

Shay Laren | Hustler Babe

Statistics:
Hair: Brown, Eyes: Brown, Bust: 36DD, Waist:25, Hips: 35, Height: 5′6”, Weight: 115

Biography
Birthplace: Giorgia, United States

Age: 21

Shay Laren, the eldest of four children, was an army brat, growing up in a number of military bases across the world. She spent her high school years in Germany.

Click for this photo gallery

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As a fucking adult webmaster it can sometimes seem like the whole world is fucking against you. Especially since the good "ole" boy turned fucking religious reicht zealot and decided to increase the FBI’s role in tracking down us fucking porn slingers. At least right now I think I’m fucking immune since I don’t fucking make any of this shit, I just sell it.

For some unknown fucking reason, you the general public… or at least the religious side of the general fucking public, seem to think us porn slingers love to nothing else than take pictures of underage girls. That’s about as fucking far from the truth as you can get but I’m slipping off of the fucking topic at hand.

Now where the fuck was I. Anyway this post initial intent was to talk about an obscenity case and the judge presiding over it. The case is about some sick twisted fetish dude who is facing some obscenity charges right here in the porn capital of America. So you got to know that it’s some twisted shit and I do mean that literally as his fucking films feature bestiality and defecation. The dude is Ira Isaacs and if your fucking interested in the article, here is a link to the fucking LA Times article.

That’s the obscenity case. It’s the judge who makes it interesting. Alex Kozinski, the 9th Circuit chief judge had himself a little website and on this little website he had pictures of, among others (or so I’m told, the site was taken down before the URL was made public) a woman on her hands and knees painted like a cow. Now this begs the question…was she a fat heffer? Seriously, did they do this to a fucking BBW or did they pick a normal sized gal to play the part of the painted cow. I’ve got to admit…I’m not offended either way. Unlike the judge, I also don’t quite find the humor in it either.

He also, allegedly, had a video of "a half-dressed man cavorting with a sexually aroused farm animal". Now I’m no farmer, but then again neither is the reporter for the LA Times, but how do you tell if a farm animal is sexually aroused. I mean are we fucking talking about a dude giving a hand job to a horse or a bull. There are fucking legit reasons to do this. Was a fucking sheep sitting on a fence all made up and in a sexy little teddy?

In both cases without the fucking picture / video it’s pretty difficult to say if this is obscene or if it is just fucking funny and in that lies the problem in the obscenity case. See if it’s fucking funny then it’s covered under free speech and if it has absolutely no redeeming value it is considered obscene. Like the picture I described no someone may find that funny as fuck, personally I don’t but since I’m not offended by it I don’t consider it obscene. In fact, if anyone enjoys watching something doesn’t that something then have a redeeming value. I may not like it much as I can assure you that I don’t enjoy old Ira’s brand of porn but the fucking constitiution doesn’t say "freedom for the Walrus" it says "freedom for all" and as such if I were so inclined to watch sick fucking shit like a man fucking a sheep, I should fucking be allowed and if I want to film that and sell the film to others who enjoy watching a man get ass fucked by a pidgeon then I should fucking be allowed to do so.

I once saw a video of a chick giving a horse a blow job. I thought it was pretty fucking sick until the horse ejaculated with such strength that it threw the chick for about 5 feet. Then it became funny.

Damn did this fucking post lose it’s initial target. I do get lost sometimes in my ramblings.

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I guess being that it’s presidential election time, I got to thinking about the last 8 years. GW got elected due mostly, I believe, to Clinton fatigue and the fact that at least he was personable. Even today, given your choice of going to a fucking Texas style cook out, who would you rather have there good ole GW or wooden legged, stick-up-his-ass, internet inventor Al Gore. The choice is really a simple one.

Unfortunately, the Democrates didn’t learn shit and sent some dumb fuck named Kerry to run against Bush and the country has been fucked ever since. Given the choice of Obama or Hillary, I’m not sure the democrates have yet learned their lesson but thats shit to talk about in later posts.

The one good thing that did come from having a dip-shit for president is "bush-isms" which according to the god-wiki almighty are…and I quote(notice the quotation marks) "any of a number of peculiar words, phrases, pronunciations, malapropisms, semantic or linguistic errors, and gaffes that have occurred in the public speaking of United States President George W. Bush.

So below is my Top Ten list (in no particular order, Im too fucking lazy for that) of Bushisms, hand picked by me over the last year. Enjoy…or don’t and go fuck yourself!

"I’ll be long gone before some smart person ever figures out what happened inside this Oval Office." –George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., May 12, 2008

"How can you possibly have an international agreement that’s effective unless countries like China and India are not full participants?" –George W. Bush, Camp David, April 19, 2008

"A lot of times in politics you have people look you in the eye and tell you what’s not on their mind." –George W. Bush, Sochi, Russia, April 6, 2008

"Let me start off by saying that in 2000 I said, ‘Vote for me. I’m an agent of change.’ In 2004, I said, ‘I’m not interested in change –I want to continue as president.’ Every candidate has got to say ‘change.’ That’s what the American people expect." –George W. Bush, Washington, D.C., March 5, 2008

"I don’t particularly like it when people put words in my mouth, either, by the way, unless I say it." –George W. Bush, Crawford, Texas, Nov. 10, 2007

"I heard somebody say, ‘Where’s (Nelson) Mandela?’ Well, Mandela’s dead. Because Saddam killed all the Mandelas." –George W. Bush, on the former South African president, who is still very much alive, Washington, D.C., Sept. 20, 2007

"More than two decades later, it is hard to imagine the Revolutionary War coming out any other way." –George W. Bush, Martinsburg, W. Va., July 4, 2007

"My attitude is, if they’re still writing about (number) one, 43 doesn’t need to worry about it." –George W. Bush, on his legacy, Tipp City, Ohio, April 19, 2007

"I’m a strong proponent of the restoration of the wetlands, for a lot of reasons. There’s a practical reason, though, when it comes to hurricanes: The stronger the wetlands, the more likely the damage of the hurricane." –George W. Bush, New Orleans, March 1, 2007

"There are jobs Americans aren’t doing. … If you’ve got a chicken factory, a chicken-plucking factory, or whatever you call them, you know what I’m talking about." –George W. Bush. Tipp City, Ohio, April 19, 2007

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One of the fucking reasons the Walrus decided to make a return to internet commentary is things like this month old artilcles posted on France 24 International News where the pope seems to be blaming the ready access of porn and violence in America for the fact that his priests seem to prefer the company of little boys in their private chambers.

While Pope Benedict XVI condemned US bishops for their poor handling of the child sex scandal, he mentioned “the wider context of sexual mores”, deploring easy accessibility to pornography and violence in American media

Once again, an ignorant fucker (yes, I may very well be going to hell for calling the pope an ignorant fucker) has chosen to blame society for the acts of another rather than making the person accept the responsibility of his own actions and the damage these actions do on society. Just once I fucking wish these assholes in power would realize that it is the fucking child molesting priests that are bringing down the society, not the other way around.

In fact, anyone who can not grasp the simple fucking fact that it is the actions of the individuals that are what fucks up a society must be intentionally diverting the facts rather than accept that some responsibility lies on them. The pope and his predicessors as the leaders of their faith and the cardinals as enforcers of the vatican policy are just as guilty for turning a blind eye to what was happening as the priests who sought out the company of their alter boys. If society has flaws it’s because stupid fuckers like this continue to not realize that they are the ones responsible for societies problems.

I wonder just how the pope came to the conclusion that it was legal and easily available porn that made his otherwise healthy male priests desire the pleasures of a little boys ass. Did he line up a little boy with some K-Y Jelly and a naked nun side by side and then watch a few porn flicks? Or did he have the nun whack his pee-pee with her ruler everytime it got hard until it would no longer go soft with the strike of the ruler. At that point, the little boy was in trouble.

I think I need to file a lawsuit against the Catholic church. Seems I was an alter boy and not a single priest came on to me. I really must have been one ugly child to not be desirable to a fucking child molesting priest. That is some pure mental damage that as an adult I have to sort through. I wasn’t good enough as a kid to get molested.

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