An attempt at revolution from my couch



I’ve got this theory:

Once you put a man on the wrong side of the law he is going to be more comfortable doing other things that are outside of the law.

So i’m carrying some ganja.

Makes me a criminal.

Now that i’m a criminal the cops are to be feared.

You know I’m not going to walk over and chat with Mr. Policeman when i’m packing bud.

Oh no, I am going to cross the street.

I am going to hide.

And while i’m in hiding…. doesn’t that just make it easier to trip the line into vandalism?  petty larceny?  cheating on your taxes.

Someone labeled as a law abiding citizen would have a much harder time tripping over into such things, don’t you think?

Not saying that everyone who smokes pot is going to burn old lady Semple’s pension check….

What i’m saying is that petty crime is a doorway to larger crime into a life of crime.

You’ve been to jail? You’ve got that scarlet letter?  Easier to go back.

Just like when you get detention once the seal is broken.  You are a bad kid, the kind of kid who gets detention…… so who fucking cares anymore.

So who fucking cares anymore.

You’ve got the reputation… so fuck it, go with it, proceed down the path.

My point here.

I do have one.

Is that we should make the least number of things illegal as possible.

If a crime isn’t hurting anyone (hello again marijuana) then get it the fuck off of the books.

Make as many people feel like industrious members of society as possible.

Let the kids skateboard.  Let the world be a playground.  Let the taggers hang from bridges (as long as their harness meets designated OSHA standards of course) let the world be a canvas (at least public property).

Let the people of the land go forth with all of the bits the good lord gave them swinging free.

Oh what power is deprived from the flasher when a penis is so commonplace as to be a bore!!!!

But truly, what truly legitimate citizens we would be if we didn’t have to run about feeling as though our own skin was a crime!?!?

Get those fucking laws about what side of the road it is legally admissible to walk a chicken off of the books!!

Those lists of ridiculous laws aren’t a giggle.  Those laws are a blemish to our nation.  What sort of self respecting nation has mockable laws embedded into its fabric?  Shouldn’t we feel absolute shame about this?  Crippling shame?

Let all of the things that hurt none be henceforth be in compliance with the law of the land.

Stop labeling people as illegal.

I’d presume to guess that crime rates are higher amongst those who are in town unlawfully… but not because they are inherently of a criminal class… but because they have been branded as lawbreakers… they are told they are criminal in nature…. and thus the distance to trip into proper crime is shortened.

So let’s just go ahead and legalize people.

You get me?

This make sense?

Make it fucking happen.

The Canadian Wall

I’m just saying that if we were suddenly flooded with some poor ass Quebecois we wouldn’t be having the same conversation. Being just a couple hours north of us i can say we would not be clamoring for a wall. I know that. You know that. It’s be totally different…..

because they are like us… right?
sure they don’t speak the language, and have a higher chance of being all snotty, but …. they are like us…. right?

So it’s different.  Maybe wouldn’t be great… but, you know, we’d make it work America.  We’d make it work.



Chex and Balances

Democratically elected government

any one of those three gets too powerful
and we end up in some form of dictatorship

We need all 3 to thrive

I was going to write this up as a huge whirling rant… but this is all you need.

Your mission, as the voting public, is to make sure these things are maintained.

but what the fuck do I know… maybe there’s a god and we should be rocking a theocracy. 

I’m tired. 
Think amongst yourselves.

We are off to a new start!!!

PIC-0058Hello my droogs and droogettes,

We are going to be doing something a bit different here now.  Coyote Quixote is taking over the airwaves.

A long time good old Coyote wanted to run for office.  He thought he would make a good little suit leader.  He signed up for classes in Political Science and stayed firmly intentive at class.

Then two little things happened to dear sprout Coyote, he found out he was an extremist, and he went ho ho insane.

So riddle me this:  What to do? What to do?

Oh here you go, when a score is passed and the coy ote is down and out.  A bit of a Putsch and a bit of a beerhall got one who was so similarly situated way past the finish line.

So here we are to rant and spread disinformation, whip up some noise, whip up the crowd, and a hey hey hey bring this boy straight to the Casa Blanca.

And away we go…..


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