Monday, June 8, 2026

Lucky Me*

DON'T FORGET TO LOVE YOURSELF

When Rodney Dangerfield paused a moment in his comic delivery for the audience to join him on "I don't get no respect", the tagline resonated with people.  No more. Then they laughed with Rodney, today I demand it and I get laughed at. Today people expect full spectrum disrespect to rain on them throughout the day and can't identify with my angst.   It is the fishbowl they live in and can't seem to escape. Backbones as strong as a chocolate eclairs and the motivation of the sloth.

There is so much self-shame, of course, the type of people that don't want to see you happy and will ensure that every interaction will attempt to make you feel like shit.  It's everybody.  No kind words.  When was the last time someone told you a joke? I've had more manhole covers thrown at me than compliments. If they are not mean directly, they are boring. Talking about the weather is about as far as I can get.

People are strange when you are a stranger, for sure.  Let's just leave it as People Are Strange.

Comfort.  Entertainment.  Convenience. makes a mean spirited people.  There obesity limits their mobility, there will be no dancing. Gyno-tyranny, gossip, and peer pressure smothers free speech, like a paper mask not coincidentally.  Communist group-think dominates and there will be no criticism on the state of our lives.  Songs of butterflies and shallow love are only allowed.  Nostalgia always welcome. It's always gray outside, but we have each other, darling, in our bubble made for two. . Love, love, love... it's not living here. 

Any face-to-face conversation is a dead end.  The preferred method is whispering out the side of your mouth and rushing away. The crap they injected into themselves made them autistic, put them on the spectrum.  The mind is another Realm, the body goes through the motions, but their mind is in their digital phone world.  They don't want to be with you, a human with an intact soul. Notice, no one looks you in the eye.  It seems they are ashamed of life and you represent what they decided to leave by just existing in service to who ever is bossing them around at the moment.  Autism is this society's managed future labor pool.  We are well on our way to critical mass Dumb Down. 

Lucky me to report.

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Escaped Wage Slave: No Queens Either*

Escaped Wage Slave: DEFENDING SNOBVILLE

Escaped Wage Slave: THE FORBIDDEN WORD

Escaped Wage Slave: HATEFUL EYES

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Saturday, June 6, 2026

Rude Questions Compilation








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STOP IT! PLEASE!


In response to the cashier saying:

HAVE A GOOD DAY!

1) In the most unfriendly town in America, probably not

2) Why? I can have a GREAT day!!!

3) Don't tell me what to do

4) Work sucks, doesn't it?

5) Now your nice after you've taken my money

6) Coming from someone who can hardly make change, what's your definition of a 'good day'?

7) War...  Inflation... Ticks

8) Michael Jackson said it, "Bad is good."

9) I just came here to hear you say that

10) Go tell the Pope

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11) Blow me

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Thursday, June 4, 2026

Masculinist, I Am

 Answers to the slur when being called a:

Misogynist

1) Your mother didn't think so, Alex

2) Nah, some cunts are OK

3) I'm also in the Ku Klux Klan, Me and my friends killed all the Indians and buffalo, too. I'm a serial killer on the weekends. Men didn't build a railroad across the continent.  That was all done with woman planning and labor.

4) What is a woman? Even Supreme Court Justices don't know.

5) That slur is covering up a lot of bad behavior.  It's another "You're an anti-Semite"

6) Two daughters, four ex-wives gives me an insight into female behavior

7) The hairy end of her guts doesn't interest me anymore

8) There are Daddy Issues, there are Mommy Issues

9) Nancy Pelosi, first woman to lead the House of Representatives.  How'd that work out for us? Hilary Clinton? Fine upstanding example of woman's leadership. Own it, girls 

10) Jesus really was a woman, the Statue of Liberty is a man and Michelle has a dick

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Escaped Wage Slave: Hey Ladies!!! Compilation

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Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Playing Around* 9


Oh! The Drama!

Staughton Lynd once told me, "Wesley, you have the unique ability to bring a minority opinion into a hostile audience". I did it again. Without regret. It's at the core of my personality. I'm glad to say I have a personality even with all the problems it brings. COVID shots and the cell phone have erased people's personalities, in my opinion.

I attended with a few of my music mates a songwriters symposium recently. It is wonderful to see a personal song written, arranged and performed. The inspiration and lead story tell whether it will be a sad, funny, celebratory song. It is amazing to be in a room with strong, thoughtful, though pretentious, creative people. There are plenty of blue hair nose ring warriors there who hate me because I was born with a penis. The social structure in this town is modeled on being in an all-girls high school lunch room. That is where these women live and behave all the time. Not my people, not even close.



I did my song 'One Dog'. Then I asked the audience what the song was about ( "a dog") I then explained it was about being rudely interrupted by girlfriend in any conversation I may be having with a woman. They barge in, completely dismiss me, lock eyes with the person I am talking to and both commence to talking at the same time. I explained it takes ten seconds for me to evaporate. When third girlfriend comes rumbling over I turn to smoke immediately. I have no business being in the company of three women all talking at the same time. The song is about rude girlfriends and the abuse they deal out to me. The song is about me, not dogs. This happens to me repeatedly, the cell phone culture made it worse. It's not a one-off.

I also told the audience I do this music work to be heard, not so much to entertain. I could see in their eyes most of them didn't understand the concept. They just love to be pandered to, and that is not my style. After a lifetime of constant dismissal, diminishment and insulting comments I am expected to soak up, I'm done with women's rude behavior. I am the abused one in this song. Not a person in the room grasped this fact.

What was the result of me publicly criticizing women in public? The name calling begins. I am called a misogynist (the other 'anti-Semite'). One of my music mates told me later "he doesn't want to be associated with me." OK. Thinking it over, the others never voiced any support for me at all, weasel-like shunning me. I do these provocative things to see who my friends are. It's obvious to me I won't be playing music with these men. Music is from the heart and my heart isn't in it anymore, fellas. They side with abusers and not the abused. These White Knights are afraid of women. I'm not. NEWS FLASH: Women are not special and deserve to be ridiculed when appropriate. The protective bubble of being a woman has to be popped. Feminism is a big reason why society is collapsing. Rude women are not tolerated by me.

Two important points in my defense. I said it will likely be the last time I perform this song and I was glad to get this complaint off my chest I've been carrying around for 50 years. Free speech is useless if unused. I don't know why making a more polite society is my duty. This rude behavior is presently getting in my way of meeting any woman.


I do want to publicly apologize to the bass player for the perceived set-up of his playing. I did not consider any other answer when he asked if I need his talents and I said 'Yes'. I now see I should have said 'No'. Some rotten tomatoes could have landed on him. I take full responsibility for performing the song, but thank you anyway.

Of course, I still believe there is a companion for me out there. I will meet her someday and I will be truly myself and she will take to me. I go through my daily life being pleasant to all and know not all women are rude obnoxious bitches, but I do recognize them and avoid them but will tell them when they match the description if pressed  Their emotional bullshit doesn't work on me. The one I find will be mature, have lived an interesting individual life, will grasp my frustrations, validate them, and treat me with respect and I will reciprocate. Life will be good, as long as all but one ignores me. I have moved out of my second chakra.

I've known a long time this society doesn't like someone sticking up for themselves. The ones you can't criticize oppresses you. I like me and refuse to buckle this entitled segment of society. It's a song of healing for me.

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