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  • ZARDOZ’S HALLOWEEN OPEN POST ON COSTUMES

    ZARDOZ SPEAKS TO YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES. ZARDOZ UNDERSTANDS THAT TODAY IS A BRUTAL CELEBRATION OF “HALLOWEEN”. ZARDOZ WILL PERMIT THIS, AS IT LEADS TO MUCH UNHEALTHY BEHAVIOR AMONGST BRUTALS – RAZOR BLADES IN APPLES, DRUGS CONCEALED IN CANDY AND DESTRUCTION OF BRUTAL PROPERTY BY VANDALISM.

    IN AN EFFORT TO MOVE THE BRUTAL CELEBRATIONS ALONG, ZARDOZ HAS GIVEN YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES, AN OPEN POST. DISCUSS YOUR DISGUISES YOU WILL DON, IN ORDER TO MOVE AMONG THE BRUTALS… COSTUMES, DISGUISES…THEY ARE FUNCTIONALLY THE SAME.

    ZARDOZ WILL START OFF THE SUBJECT FOR HIS CHOSEN ONES:

    Nice boots!
    THE CLASSIC “ZED” LOOK

     

    GO AS ONE OF THE ETERNALS

     

    OR, FINALLY

    AN EASY ONE, ARTHUR FRAYN

     

    ZARDOZ WOULD INQUIRE OF HIS CHOSEN ONES – WHAT DISGUISE…”COSTUME”… WILL YOU USE TO WALK AMONG THE BRUTALS? COMMENT BELOW! ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

  • ZARDOZ ANSWERS DEAR ABBY, ONCE AGAIN

    ZARDOZ SPEAKS TO YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES. ZARDOZ MUST ONCE AGAIN PROVIDE HIS CHOSEN ONES WITH SUPERIOR ADVICE, LEST THEY HEED THE BRUTAL “DEAR ABBY“.  ZARDOZ DID NOT RAISE YOU FROM BRUTALITY, AND GIVE HIS CHOSEN ONES THE GIFT OF THE GUN, JUST TO HAVE POOR ADVICE FROM A BRUTAL SIDETRACK YOU. PAY HEED! ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

     

    Q: DEAR ABBY: I’m a woman who was honorably discharged from the military recently and am now in an electrical construction apprenticeship. I’m starting a great career in a field I love that can give me a comfortable living without having to rely on a second job.

    My problem is my family. Most of them are convinced that I hate men or I wish I was one. The rest are sure that I will emasculate anyone I would start dating.

     I’m not a lesbian, and I like being female. I have no problem with anyone who follows different life paths than mine.

    My family is basing these opinions purely on what I have chosen to do for work. In their opinion, because I chose to work in what is considered nontraditional employment for “nice young ladies,” as they put it, and can work on my house and car without extra assistance, it must be true.

    I have tried repeatedly to explain that what I have chosen for a living has no bearing on my gender identity or my sexual orientation. They are completely ignoring anything I have to say about my life and life choices.

    Sometimes I wonder how I’m even related to these people. If I were asked to deploy back to the war zone, I’d happily leave tomorrow, because it would be easier than dealing with the small-minded, narrow viewpoints I’m encountering here at home. — HOW CAN I MAKE THEM LISTEN?

     

    A: ZARDOZ IS DISPLEASED. YOUR CALLING WAS AS A BRUTAL EXTERMINATOR, YET YOU LEFT THAT TO BEGIN MAKING HOMES FOR THE BRUTALS, WHO ARE LEGION. WORRY NOT WHAT YOUR MISERABLE BRUTAL FAMILY THINKS – WORRY WHAT ZARDOZ THINKS! RETURN TO THE RANKS OF THE BRUTAL EXTERMINATORS, AND CLEANSE YOUR FAMILY. ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

     

    Q: DEAR ABBY: My sister “Eileen” is married to her second husband, a man I’ll call Harry. He’s nice, but some of his choices landed him in jail for a while. I’m polite when we see him, but I don’t trust him.

    Eileen and Harry live beyond their means. They rent a large house and buy luxury cars rather than something more economical. These are my observations; I never mention them to my sister. Although she’s happy to give advice on what’s wrong with my life, she becomes defensive if anyone else says anything about how she lives.

    My concern is, she refuses to visit or spend time with me and my family without her husband. Before our mom’s death a few years ago, I offered to buy her an airline ticket to fly here for a few days to visit. Because she’s very organized, I recently invited her to come — at my expense — and offered to pay her to help me declutter my house. She declined both invitations because I wouldn’t buy a ticket for Harry. (I didn’t have the money.)

    I think my sister’s marriage is very co-dependent. Abby, what should I do? — WANTS SOME SISTER TIME

     

    A: ZARDOZ HAS WEIGHED THE DILEMMA, AND HE HAS AN ANSWER FOR YOU… YOU MUST GO TO YOUR SISTER, AND BE SURE SHE HAS NOT CREATED NEW LIFE WITH THIS SECOND BRUTAL SHE HAS MARRIED. IF SHE WILL NOT GO TO SECOND LEVEL MEDITATION WITH YOU – SHE IS TO BE SHUNNED, AS ANY BRUTAL WHO POISONS THE EARTH WITH A PLAGUE OF MEN. ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

     

    Q: DEAR ABBY: My husband works for a small company owned by a nice couple. They have a teenage daughter who keeps asking to baby-sit our three kids.

    Abby, we have a special needs child and a new baby. Although the girl seems to be kind and responsible, our children would be a challenge for an adult, let alone a teenager.

    Also, we are on a very tight, one-income budget with money needed for therapies. I don’t want to mention it because I don’t want to insinuate they aren’t paying my husband enough, but it is a serious deterrent.

    How can I gracefully decline her offers without offending my husband’s employer? Keeping him in good standing with his company is my primary concern because he works hard and loves his job. — ANONYMOUS IN THE USA

     

    A: ZARDOZ FEELS HIS WRATH AND DISPLEASURE RISING. YOU WORRY ABOUT MERE BABYSITTING?! YOU HAVE THRICE CREATED NEW LIFE, TO PLAGUE THE EARTH WITH THE FILTH OF BRUTALS. THE ONLY CONCERN YOU SHOULD HAVE IS HOW TO ATONE FOR THIS GRAVE ERROR. REMAIN WHERE YOU ARE, IN PENITENCE, AS ZARDOZ DISPATCHES BRUTAL EXTERMINATORS. YOUR HUSBAND SHOULD SEIZE THE BRUTAL BOSSES’ BUSINESS AND PUT THE STAFF TO WORK, GROWING GRAIN FOR THE VORTEX…INCLUDING THE PUSHY TEENAGE BABYSITTING BRUTAL. ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

  • ? Booosday? Morning Links

    Champions League is back today.  I guess they played football last night but I don’t really care. Tampa Bay is still tearing through the NHL while St Louis put a halt to LA’s hot start.  Montreal scored eight (*!!!) goals, probably doubling their total for the year. And the Blackhawks were off last night. Hey, they still have a team in Phoenix and they won!  And the Maple Leafs continue their fall back to earth and lose again.

    The real sports news happens tonight, when the Astros and Dodgers face off in Game Six of the World Series.  I, for one, hope its the final game although I predicted it would go to Seven before the series started.  What’s the over/under on homers tonight?  I’m thinking it will be a much lower-scoring game than the home run derby with fielders that occurred Sunday.  But we’ll only have to wait 12 hours and change to find out.

    That’s it for the sports update.  I hope it was abbreviated enough for those of you who suffer from that affliction where you hate to see people engaged in the peak form of physical activity in their chosen profession.  Or you just hate my updates.  Either way, that’s all for sports and now I deliver to you…the links!

    Harvey Weinstein causing more misery for Rose McGowan. Oh wait. This little bit of stupidity is her own dumbass mistake. Although she is blaming him for some reason.

    She’s a Sharpie, so what?

    A Halloween story not for the faint of heart. And by “faint of heart,” I mean the pussies that walked into that Staples on a crisp October 30th only to be confronted with….the face of evil!

    Mercer hedge fund tax dispute heads to IRS Office Of Appeals. The IRS is pissed at the company’s employees using an “abusive” tax shelter to keep $6.8 million of the money they actually earned. The company maintains that the shelters are perfectly legal.  The head of Mercer is a Trump supporter.

    I wonder when the word “abusive” became the equivalent of “illegal” when it came to using a program the government was stupid enough to establish. Probably in hopes that nobody but the bureaucrats establishing it and their families were clever enough to discover and use it.

    The New Republic (duh, TW: The New Republic!) shits their pants over Trump supporters being such big mean climate deniers. I guess requiring proof before we let the government put in place stifling regulations, impose hefty taxes and redistribute our hard-earned money across the globe so tinpot dictators can line their pockets with it, all while people in those nations are denied the comforts of running water and electricity because the generation of it is fueled by nasty old coal and oil, counts as being a “denier” these days.  Well count me in with that basket of deplorable then, TNR. Because your scam is based on bullshit models the proponents of refuse to even share the methodology or unaltered data points for.  So go fuck yourself.

    Denver bans smoking and vaping at outdoor mall. Nice work, especially on the vaping.  All that moisture put into the air could cause all kinds of damage, you stupid nanny-state bastards.

    The USS Cole after the attack so long ago.

    Remember when the USS Cole was attacked more than 17 years ago?  Well the case is still going on and now it looks like its gonna drag out even longer. I guess the words “speedy trial” don’t exist anymore. Just for context, there will be people born after the attack that will be eligible to vote before this trial is concluded.

    America: Fuck Yeah! This is why the crazies hate us. And its also why we will win. Enjoy.

    I guess I’m veering into the 80s this week. No complaints, oh?

    I hope you all have a fun Halloween.  (Enjoy The Great Pumpkin, Jake) I’ll be taking my dinosaur, horse and unicorn out for candy later this evening.  I’ll be the guy dressed up as a giant cock.

  • Monday Afternoon Links

    Happy Monday, Glibs. My oldest son must be getting the jerk gene coming in. How else to explain that he got sent home from school for ‘having a fever’, when he doesn’t have one? Oh, and because of stupid daycare rules, that means he gets to stay home again tomorrow, too. Because I got nothing better to do. Fuck it. Send his whole class over here. I’ll invite OMWC as a chaperone and we’ll have a grand old day. Fuck!

    On the other hand, at least I didn’t kill someone attempting suicide. Suicider was 12. Happy Monday.

    Saudi Arabia, going nuclear because the Iranians are for energy independence.

    Why hot pool guys are only a fantasy trope, by science!

    Huh. I would have sworn this was a NCIS plotline. Given that they’ve made a billion episodes, I’m probably not wrong.

    I don’t know why this tickles me so much. Its weird that this guy is the ur-sound of both flavors of pop that followed him.

  • 81) #Metoo

    By Just a thought not a sermon

    Because this is exactly what it’s like, amiright?

    81) The thing about this #metoo crap is that it implicitly seems to accept that sexual harassment or discrimination is something primarily experienced by women. My own life contradicts this. I have experienced sexual harassment and discrimination multiple times, and so far as I can tell, my incidents occurred with no less frequency than for the average woman. The difference is, I’ve never tried to make myself out to be a victim.

    When I was in high school, a girl I wasn’t interested in pinched my ass in the hallways several times. #metoo? No, I got tired of it and told her to knock it off, so she did.

    Another time in high school, a substitute teacher in my drama class sat on my lap and put her arm around me. I was NOT interested and found the whole thing embarrassing. #metoo? No, a little embarrassment didn’t hurt me, and I just rolled my eyes about it later.

    When I was in college and graduate school, there were several occasions when girls I wasn’t interested in would come on to me, a couple times accompanied by unwelcome touching, at least one persisted even after I politely tried to turn her down. #metoo? No, not here, either. Somehow I managed to escape these situations without permanent psychic damage. That sometimes someone is attracted to another person and expresses that in an awkward way seemed sufficient explanation to me.

    Before moving on, I’d just like to point out that I’m a reasonably good-looking guy who stays in shape, but I’m no Adonis. I don’t have a flirtatious or outgoing personality. There’s no special reason I should receive more romantic attention than other guys, and I don’t believe I do. I think nearly every man could tell similar stories to the above.

    On a more serious level, I had an internship at an academic non-profit in downtown D.C. when I was in graduate school. Their financial officer was a loud feminist, and also a recent divorcee who never hesitated to put in a bad word about her ex—or men in general. Every once in a while, we used to have sessions where everybody would go to the conference room and we’d stuff hundreds of envelopes with invitations for upcoming events. These were usually good times when everybody got a chance to chat, unless the finance lady was there, as she would dominate the conversation with her bad-mouthing of men.

    One day a staffer asked me to make copies of resumes for academics applying to be fellows at this institute—there were thirty or forty applications, and each required dozens of copies, which had to assembled into packages. It was an all-afternoon job of busywork. Ms. Man-Hater came in to the copy room, took a long look at what I was doing, mumbled something under her breath, and left. Later that week, I found a reprimand in my mailbox from the intern director for using institute resources for my personal use.

    I had no idea what the reprimand was referring to, but eventually I put two and two together and had the staffer who’d given me the job explain to the intern director that I’d been doing something work-related. But why had the finance lady not just asked me directly if I was doing something work-related? The obvious explanation is that I was a man so she automatically assumed I must be up to no good.

    Later, I learned one of the other interns I worked with (a woman) received an offer for a staff job there. Why not me? I’d done everything she had done, and was a good employee by any measure.

    #metoo? I wonder. Had I chosen to pursue it, I think I would have had a very good case for sexual discrimination against this non-profit—hostile atmosphere, passed over for promotions, false accusations of wrong-doing likely based on my gender.

    But no, not #metoo here, either. I was free to leave anytime I wanted, and in fact did leave after this incident, as soon as I had another job lined up. And why shouldn’t a company be able to hire whomever it wants, even if its main criterion is not being an icky man? It’s not like this place had any monopoly on jobs. (Actually, I should send Ms. Man-Hater a thank you note for keeping me off the low-paying non-profit path.)

    Humans are sexual and carry around sexually-related desires and pains that don’t stop when they enter the school or workplace. Our interactions are full of impure motives, biases, and logic errors, and trying to police them in an impossible battle to end harassment and discrimination is foolish. This is true of both men and women. If anything, teaching women they are victims makes them feel helpless to address problems that could easily be solved simply be speaking up and making it clear if they feel they’re being harassed.

    As far as discrimination in the workplace, the best way to address that is not to pile up regulations or increase legal jeopardy for sexual discrimination—that only makes businesses less likely to hire women in the first place. The best solution (for men and women) is a vibrant jobs market that allows unhappy employees to easily find another job. Don’t like the atmosphere where you work—sexually discriminatory, racist, or you just plain hate the other people? If it’s easy to find another job, this is hardly a problem.

  • Monday Morning Links

    Let’s see..Where to begin. Hmmmmmm. I don’t really know.  Oh yeah, I do.  I’ll start in Florida.  Hey, McElwain here’s a tip: if you’re gonna make up a bullshit story about your family and players receiving death threats in order to generate sympathy, at least make sure you have a few buddies go down to the public library and email you a few from dummy mailboxes.  I don’t know how many millions from your buyout that dumbass move cost you, but you deserve to lose every penny of it. Oh well, at least they scored and kept that shutout-free streak intact.

    Iowa State stayed perfect against top 5 teams, dispatching TCU at home.  Wisconsin stayed stealthy to the committee by beating lowly Illinois by a pair of touchdowns.  Clemson beat the Rambling Wreck by the same margin. Miami beat lowly North Carolina by five and continues to live dangerously. Notre Dame thumped NC State and continues to impress. Washington beat UCLA. Oklahoma State topped WVU. The Hokies tore Duke to pieces. Northwestern beat Sparty in triple-overtime.  USF ch- ch- ch- choked away their game to Houston. USC beat up on the hapless Sun Devils. UCF stayed undefeated while Penn State couldn’t.

    Light em up, JT!

    Oh yeah, about that last result: it was Penn State 38 and (sorry, but I can’t resist) THE Ohio State University Buckeyes 39. And that’s with JT Barrett IV going 13-13 in the fourth quarter and throwing for 3 touchdowns as the offensive and defensive lines imposed their will late.  Saquan Barkley wilted like a flower on the biggest stage of the year and his grip on the Heisman got a little slippery.  8 yards on 20 carries after the first three minutes of the game isn’t  pretty. Sure it was a solid three minutes, but the correction on special teams made him a non-factor.  Meanwhile, the doubts (I’ll admit to being among those who had them early) should be put to rest on whether of not JT should be the starter. He ran for more yards than the entire Penn State team. He passed for 328 yards going 33/39. And that’s with two dropped balls for sizable gains.  Anyway, that game was off-the-charts insane. And the effort and poise shown under pressure when going down 18 twice will be remembered for some time.  Now don’t lose your focus against Iowa!

    Personally, I don’t know what could have topped that for weekend entertainment. I got drunk and fell asleep during the seventh on Saturday only to wake up confused at 3 am wondering how the Astros collapsed. Then I saw the Giles stat line.  Yikes.  So I tuned in Sunday with a little bit of hope..which was quickly dashed in the first inning. But shame on those of you who turned it off, because they tied it up in the 4th!. Then shame on you if you turned it off after a three run lead was reestablished in the top of the 5th. Which was erased in the bottom half of the inning as Kershaw was chased. Nothing of consequence happened in the sixth. Then the Dodgers got the lead back in the 7th…only to have the Astros put up a four spot and put a dagger in the game’s heart. Shame on those of you who turned it off then too, because the night went insane.  They traded runs in the 8th and then the Dodgers put up 3 in the 9th to tie it and sent Jansen to the mound knowing the Astros closer was a basket case and wouldn’t play. The Astros could do nothing in the bottom of the inning but strand a guy at second. Then the Dodgers had a miscommunication between the runner and third base coach cost them a run in the top of the 10th, which cost them dearly as Jansen lost his stuff with two outs, hitting a batter, walking the next and then giving up a game-winning single to left. Holy shit was that exciting. The Dodgers pitching has been an unexpected chink in their armor and they will have to regroup as the face Verlander in a must-win game 6 tomorrow.

    What a fun weekend even though it wasn’t for the faint of heart.  I’ll be recovering for at least a day with nothing on tonight, although I believe I’ll take in a hockey game or watch the OSU-PSU game again. I would imagine I could take the ups and downs a bit better knowing that everything is going to work out fine in the end.

    Anyway, I know some of you think I’m an asshole for the way I go on about the Buckeyes.  Sorry about that. Its not meant to cause any distress. Its just how I was raised.  And with that non-apology apology, I bring you…the links!

    Kevin Spacey forced into coming out over drunken pass 32 years ago.

    Speaking of apologies, they keep on coming in. This one from Kevin Spacey apologizing to Anthony Rapp for coming on to him when Rapp was 14.  Well, not necessarily since Spacey said he doesn’t remember making a pass at the youth because he was drunk.  Spacey was also forced to come out of the closet and give up the privacy he so desperately clung to about his sex life. Not that everybody didn’t know he was gay, but he had taken pains to make sure the world knew what he did and who he did it with was none of their business. Its a shame we’re taking those kinds of scalps over what potentially amounts to an unwanted pass at a 14-year old kid whose parents let him go to an adult party and hang out alone past midnight from a drunk dude 32 years ago. And no, I’m not victim blaming. I’m saying Rapp’s parents should have been more responsible and Rapp, as an adult now, should understand that a bisexual dude who runs in pretty loose circles probably assumes the person he’s climbing in bed with after midnight at a party isn’t an unaccompanied minor.

    Let’s spin the wheel of indictment. The easy money is on Manafort for some wire transfers and/or failing to disclose ties (everybody knew he had) on the correct piece of government paper.  Kelly and Page are the other potential candidates with Dem bundler Tony Podesta being a wild-card.  Anyway, its just the beginning, apparently. And the witch hunt looks to continue with no end in sight.

    Look at these scumbag pieces of shit. Looting the houses and towns ravaged by wildfires? I hope they toss these fuckers away for a long time. A very long time.

    I know being a public defender is a thankless, shitty job.  And I also know a lot of them are so overworked they can’t really offer up a solid defense for the cases they’re assigned.  But nobody deserves this. Well, some of the District Attorneys probably do.

    Their harrowing journey is over. And no, I don’t mean the 98 days they were lost. I mean the five days and nights they sat on an American naval vessel wondering when they’d run into something.

    Michael Moore: trolling victim extraordinaire

    Trump does what Trump does.  Progressive “icon” takes the bait. Its like these clowns are his personal plaything. They’re little more than wind up toys anymore. Or Chatty Cathys  whose string he pulls from time to time when he’s feeling a little bored.

    I don’t know what direction I’m going in this week, but I’ll start with this.

    Have a great Monday, friends!

  • STEVE SMITH’S SUNDAY EVENING LINKS

    STEVE SMITH PUT IN SOME HARD WORK THIS WEEKEND. BY HARD WORK, MEAN RAPE. HAD TO CATCH UP ON QUOTA AFTER HANGING OUT IN HOLLYWOOD WITH PREVIOUSLY RAPED PEOPLE. STEVE SMITH GOT BACK TO BASICS. BY BACK TO BASICS, MEAN GOOD, HONEST HIKER AND CAMPER RAPE. SO NOW STEVE SMITH CAN RELAX AND GIVE FUNNY PEOPLE LINKS TO READ:

    • WASN’T THIS ALREADY BOOK AND MOVIE? WAIT…THAT SUBMARINE, THIS NOT.
    • STEVE SMITH LAUGH AT HEADLINE, BUT STORY NOT FUNNY!
    • STEVE SMITH THINK HE MAYBE STAND FOR PARLIAMENT. SOUND LIKE HE WOULD FIT IN.
    • THIS STUPID GAME, FOR STUPID PEOPLE. STEVE SMITH PREFER “RAPEOUT” GAME.

    STEVE SMITH GO NOW, HEAR TOUR BUS STOPPING TO LET PEOPLE TAKE PICTURES. STEVE SMITH GIVE THEM VACATION MEMORIES TO CHERISH. BY VACATION MEMORIES TO CHERISH, MEAN RAPE.

  • Halloween at Yusef’s!

    I grew up knowing that Halloween means trick or treating, usually going from house to house collecting candy, dressed in some sort of costume. Sometimes the school would have a parade where you could flaunt your silly costumes, but whatever, it was fun.

    When I grew older and had kids of my own, I noticed people dropping their kids off in my neighborhood. Odd, I thought, until I realized: they have no trick or treating, no candy, nothing where they live for whatever reason, and that must suck.

    I gave up on whether the kids are local and just focused on the fun.

    To my Wendy and I, Halloween is a favorite holiday.

    And it just keeps getting bigger and better for us. Wendy is worried about sound, but I have actually done checks and where she wants to be, giving out the candy, we are fine. I learned little kids get startled and scared so we play very low and spooky, and they dig it.

    “I think we should call it your grave!”

    I built a graveyard and set up strobe lights and some green, purple, and orange lights on the ground for effect. Then I run a sub-cooled fog machine across the graveyard, which looks uber cool as long as the wind doesn’t get too crazy.

    Going with live scary music with my guitar player on Morlock/Borg guitar.

    Massive disco lights and two fog machines. I need to notify the Fire department before I do it.  (Ask me how I know.) This year will be the best ever.

    Too many folks forget the fun, focusing on politics, scary things, and Democrats. My kids had a great time trick or treating, but it seems to a fading tradition.

    So take those kids where the candy is and have a killer Halloween!

    I am the Time Traveler.

    Fuck you John Titor*

    *optional

     

     

  • Sunday Funday Morning Links

    For some reason, our village has decreed that trick or treating will not be on Halloween, but will be done tonight. Which is great- I love the idea of having a delivery service. So I may be scarce for a while, feasting on variety that only happens once a year. OK, so what’s happening in the world?

    Can you imagine being trapped in a jury room with this gasbag? That’s cruel and unusual punishment right there.

    Obviously, there’s no new news since Mueller announced he’s made his first ham sandwich, but why let that get in the way of empty speculation?

    Not to get in the way of the fine ranting Swiss has been doing this week, but this strikes me as too cute by half. “We can depose you again, so sure, go for it, run again.”

    A couple dozen attention-seeking losers make a big noise. A few hundred attention-seeking losers show up to make even a bigger noise. The news media has a field day, pumping up the importance of these non-important losers. Our national IQ drops ten points.

    Iceland really does have better politicians than we do. I’ll be in my bunk.

    And for today’s installment of Old People Music, the one-time pairing of the fabulous-but-forgotten vocalist Al Hibbler and the never-forgotten Count Basie, who practically invented the less-is-more style of jazz.

  • ZARDOZ SATURDAY EVENING LINKS

    ZARDOZ SPEAKS TO YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES. IT APPEARS THAT FRIEND STEVE SMITH HAS RETURNED TO HIS NORMAL WAYS. THE VORTEX WAS WORRIED THEY MIGHT ALL BE RAPED BY THE ENTITY “STEPHEN SMYTHE” – OF COURSE, THE TRAITOROUS ETERNAL MAY ONCE PROCLAIMED TO THE EXTERMINATOR ZED;

    I have my followers. Inseminate us all, and we’ll teach you all we know, give you all we have. Perhaps you can break the Tabernacle. Or be broken.

    ZARDOZ IS RELIEVED THAT THIS WON’T BE HAPPENING. THEREFORE, ZARDOZ IS FREE TO GIVE YOU, HIS CHOSEN ONES, LINKS…SO THAT YOU MAY BE RAISED FROM BRUTALITY, AND SNARK AT THE BRUTALS, WHO ARE LEGION. GO FORTH AND COMMENT! ZARDOZ HAS SPOKEN.

    • ZARDOZ SNEERS AT THIS SLANDERING OF THE GIFT OF THE GUN. THE GUN IS GOOD!
    • ZARDOZ SUSPECTS THAT THE EVIL OF THE PENIS IS BEHIND THIS ACTIVITY. THE PENIS IS EVIL!
    • IS THIS NOT TO BE EXPECTED IN THE BRUTAL, LIBERTARIAN PARADISE?
    • ZARDOZ HOLDS OUT HOPE, THIS IS WRONG, AND THAT EXTERMINATORS WILL BE EMPLOYED.