A previous worst-post about ununderstanding is here. Asked my wife the other morn, dear worst-reader, what the hell does the graphic mean in the pic above. Do you know what she said? That's right. She said: "I don't know either." At which point I turned to her and complained, once again,: "What the hell is … Continue reading Ununderstanding Or Toilet Paper Saga
Disclaimer. This is a somewhat NSFW worst-post (due to links). The delusion and compulsion show, dear worst-reader, is a show that is #Americant. I mean, again, delusion plus compulsion is the new & improved and forevermore DREAM that is engrained in the #Americant psyche. Just like TV, eh. Or? In other worst-words, where it once … Continue reading The Delusion Compulsion Show
Obviously the rich always win, eh, dear worst-reader? What better example is there than President Pee-Pee-Hair? Or. I should add. What better example is there of those who think, believe, are deluded about being rich and thereby vote for President Pee-Pee-Hair and/or those who enable/facilitate #Americant and its über convenient electoral college? Which may or … Continue reading Rich vs Poor And The Preordained
Came across a list (link below) the other worst-day, dear worst-reader. The only question I had after reviewing the list--yet another Bowie best-of list, like all the others, don't you know--was whether or not I had all the songs--especially since I don't use music subscription services. Turns out I have forty of the fifty and … Continue reading “Heroes”
Don't get me wrong, dear worst-reader. As usual, I'm not tooting my host country's horn. (Or am I?) It's just, well, I've been an expat in Germania, land of the Huns, where the there-where automatons live, where resistance is futile, etc., etc., for the better part of a quarter century. Would I rather live any … Continue reading A Real World Leader, Almost
There you have it, dear worst-reader. End-times ain't (just) nigh (anymore). They (end-times) be here, eh. How do you (we) know? Easy. There's nothing to wipe your arse with. Don't know about you, but I'm starting to love the idear about getting a bidet. As I worst-write this, I can almost feel a stream of … Continue reading Boomer Plague, Face Masks And Toilet Paper
Secondary title: Pseudo-Review of the Abus Hyban bike helmet with visor. Perhaps some of you are too young to know. So allow worst-writer to explain yet another worst-title. In the movie Night On Earth by Jim Jarmusch a really bad taxi driver from the (then) recent former East Germany picks up a New Yorker in … Continue reading Helmet, Helmut And Yo-Yo
Let me start this worst-post by saying that 2019 was a bad riding year, dear fellow worst-rider (worst-reader). Due to circumstance beyond and above worst-riders control, I was unable to complete my self inflicted, obligatory yearly riding mileage, which corresponded with falling into a depressed state of inner self loathing that I get every once-a-once … Continue reading Pseudo-Review – Charger GX @ 10k
I get the whole church/religion thing. Seriously. Spent a few nights and days here or there reading THE BOOK. The good book, don't you know. Actually enjoyed parts of it. I especially like what Thomas Jefferson did with it. But I also have to admit that the Book of Revelation has left me somewhat scarred … Continue reading Adults Room?
Keep in mind, dear worst-reader, the/a bigoted #Americant nutjob in any suburb near you ain't no different than the one in the link below or the pic above. Wait. Hold the worst-presses. There might be a slight difference. The bigoted nutjob from the burbs probably ain't as willing to take one up the bum as … Continue reading But Hasn’t It Always Been This Way?
In worst-writer's quest to eventually (when exactly?) dump MacOS, I've been dabbling in Linux for quite some time. The problem, of course, is that I'm a very slow learner. Add to that the relative slowness of previous RPi's, I've not yet felt comfortable with Rasbian or any other Linux distro on the RPI3, with the … Continue reading Desk Rig While Migrating To Linux
Well, there you have it, dear worst-reader. As I've indicated in many a-worst-post here and there, I hate the NAS industry. In fact, even though I kinda grew up with it, worked in it, played with it, I sort-a hate the tech industry. But that's neither here or elsewhere. And so. Of all the tech … Continue reading Worst-Road Travelled: The NON NAS NAS
Trying to figure out the linked article below, dear worst-reader. Sometimes I have that problem as I scan the Interwebnets being the info junky I am. And while some articles perturb me, others disturb me, this one kinda makes one side of me head glow as though I were the missing target of unicorns and … Continue reading Decimate Manufacturing
No. Seriously. Dear worst-reader. What could you get away with if there were no rules? For don't you know, just the other day, I came across something that blew my mind. It was about getting away with things. Or was it about there being no rules (in life)? Nomatter. While scanning the news and perhaps … Continue reading What Could You Get Away With
https://youtu.be/HXFEkaLrid8 So glad to hear Maher going where things need go. You know. As in. How to rid humanity of that which is the origin of all ills, don't you know, dear worst-reader. Royalty makes so little sense to me that at this point in my worst-life, I'm still asking how come the French Revolution … Continue reading Human Wrongness Essence
https://youtu.be/MmSz7HqkI9s Stopped watching at exactly 16:51, dear worst-reader. Reason? It's all I could stomach. What a disgusting display of... Of? Of? Well, how 'bout this: what a disgusting display of life, liberty and the pursuit of greed (at any cost) that is the current state of my beloved & missed united mistakes of compulsive behaviourism, … Continue reading As You Live, Eat And Breath It: Compulsive Behaviourism And Fascism
Three bands by the late 70s that rocked my world: Led Zeppelin Budgie Rush With the passing of Neil Pert I can't help but recall my first reaction to the 1976 album 2112 which I listened to on a hand-me-down plastic mono record player in my suburban hell bedroom. What the hell are they making … Continue reading Cerebral Rock
Been saying it for years, dear worst-reader. The squander of it all. As in: American Squander. This inner saying, though, has taken on variation, I have to admit that. Now it goes something like this: LAND OF FREE TO BE STUPID. I mean, come on. Am I wrong reaching the conclusion that in order for … Continue reading The Glory Of Squander
As I've stated here and there in this worst-blog, Steve Jobs had it right. Long live the post-PC era. Long live... Steve? With that in mind, as of the end of 2019, I've got two too many SBC's in my abode. You know, post-PC stuff galore, dear worst-reader. Oh what to do, what to do, what … Continue reading SBC Rundown
https://youtu.be/QRQmhwhBcEk Been meaning to post something about this jerk-off for some time now. And don't you know, dear worst-reader, it's been an inner fight to do so. I mean, come on. How many of these men should I worst-write about? The problem is, toxic men are running this worst-world. Am I the only one that knows … Continue reading Toxic Male Delusion And Such
Thought I was gonna wait a bit longer, dear worst-reader. You know, being the never-buy first iteration consume-to-survive guy that I am, at the least, I was gonna put off getting this till the thermal problems were dealt with in version 2.0. But then it was required of me for Xmas that I post some … Continue reading First RPi4
Admiring Nancy Pelosi lately, don't you know, dear worst-reader. When I read that she was holding back submitting articles of impeachment to the Senate, I giggled and smirked and danced the hoochi-kuh. What a great idear, I thought. Not only should she hold back on submitting impeachment articles to the faux-newz Senate but if she can … Continue reading Impeachment Galore
Pete Buttigieg should drive anyone away at the moment it's revealed that he worked for the likes of McKinsey & Co. Forget about the fact that he's just some man-child that gained a few thousand votes to become mayor in the hellhole that is some midwest country bumpkin town. Now don't get me wrong, dear … Continue reading Real Reason Peoples Should Be Afeared Of This Guy
As worst-writer has always worst-said: the rarest commodity (product worth anything) within not just The Corporation but the corporate mindset... is creativity. For it is the one huuuuuge element, don't you know, dear worst-reader, that the rest of us must endure if/when all-things go haywire or, possibly, shoot us to the heavens. When it goes … Continue reading Rare Moment Corporatist Creativity?
Get this, dear worst-reader. While I was walking through its front doors, which seem to be in a perpetual state of renovation, discard and renewal for the last couple of years, my better half asked me when was the last time I saw a play at the Düsseldorfer Schauspielhaus. Wow, I thought. It has to … Continue reading “Dantons Tod” And No Gilets Jaunes?