Voices Inside My Head (#16 -- People Are Disgusting)

 "I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies, but not the madness of people..." -- Sir Isaac Newton

Voices Inside My Head (#15 -- Stuff Your Moral Authority Edition)

"Outrage is intoxicating, and like most intoxicants, it makes people stupid..." -- Kevin D. Williamson, The Smallest Minority: Independent Thinking in the Age of Mob Politics

Voices Inside My Head (#14 - "That's NOT food" Edition)

"There's a reason why one never sees an Irish restaurant listed in the Triple-A guidebook..." -- The Overlord

Voices Inside My Head (#13 - Stuff That Needs Sayin')

"Do not consider Collectivists as "sincere but deluded idealists". The proposal to enslave some men for the sake of others is not an ideal; brutality is not "idealistic", no matter what its purpose. Do not ever say that the desire to "do good" by force is a good motive. Neither power lust nor stupidity are good motives."  -- Ayn Rand

Voices Inside My Head (#12 -- The Herd of Morons)

"Opinions are like Assholes: everyone has one, they all stink, and they should rarely be heard in public." -- The Overlord

Voices Inside My Head (#11 Ban Public Schools, Not Guns)

"Never attribute to malice that which is adequately explained by stupidity" --- Hanlon's Razor

Voices Inside My Head (#10 - Horndog Control, or Guns and Tits)

Be careful what you ask for; you might get it.

Voices Inside My Head #9 (Death, Taxes, and Dumbass)

"Nothing is certain, except Death and Taxes" -- Benjamin Franklin.

Voices Inside My Head (#8: The Cosmic Injustice)

Let's face it, if the entire Universe is out to screw you, maybe you should just give up?

Voices Inside My Head #7 (Carry Cash, Douchebag!)

In a world in which it appears as if all things are moving at a greater pace due to technological progress, it seems as if one area of American Life moves slower with each passing day: the checkout line.

Voices Inside My Head #5 - WTF is Wrong With You People?

There must be something tattooed on my forehead that says "Idiots Welcome", because for all my efforts to avoid them, they keep finding me...

Voices Inside My Head #4

If you care about the "cause" of Global Warming/Climate Change, or you are convinced of the Apocalyptic end of the Planet, then do the logical thing -- rid Planet Earth of your disgusting Carbon Footprint and kill yourself -- show your devotion to the cause, for only after you set the proper example will you have the moral authority to lecture me, Pal.

Voices Inside My Head #3

I have to, with great reluctance, retract something I wrote here recently.

Not because I have to; not because someone complained (as if that would work?); not because I was necessarily wrong. But because I have made a fundamental error in logic that surprises me. It's as if, for a brief moment, my normally superior linear thinking skills deserted me.

Galactic Overlords do not like to admit mistakes. However, one becomes a better Galactic Overlord by admitting them and learning from the experience. Internet Hegemony does not come to those who cannot identify and correct a critical mistake in thought.

Voices Inside My Head #2

I am getting thoroughly sick and tired of hearing from "Steve from Microsoft" calling me at all hours, with his Indian accent and repetitive line of bullshit...

Dear Microsoft,

You have a problem. A very big problem. And you need to address it...right fucking now.

Voices Inside My Head #1

I can promise you; the average sack of morbid obesity that populates this country is neither: a) better than me (far from it!), b) smarter than I am (as if?), and c) in no position to lecture me as to what I can say, what words I might use, or how I should think or live. If you have a different opinion on these matters, then rip your diaper off, Snowflake, and let's throw down.

It begins, as much in American Life unfortunately does these days, with a Facebook exchange.

Facebook really only serves two purposes:

1. It gives complete retards the opportunity to display their stupidity to the entire world.

2. It gives one the means by which to more-easily identify the retards, so that they may be avoided and/or purged from your life.

The Journey of a Thousand Miles Begins With a Single Step

Or, in this case, picking up the journey where it left off.

I am your host, the would-be Emperor of The Galaxy, the artist-formerly-known-as-The-Lunatic, former overlord, Chief Inmate, and Keeper of the Straight Jackets of The Lunatic's Asylum. The Asylum will remain active (although I haven't posted regularly there for years) while I go about removing the choicest bits from it to save them for posterity. I learned how to express myself better in it's pages, and if one goes backwards in time over it's posts you'll see a steady improvement in technique, I think, as the years went on. A valuable learning tool.

Welcome to the initial offerings of My Planet, My Rules a new blogging endeavor in which I will attempt to continue the tradition of, and hard-won reputation for, biting, sarcastic, caustic, and perhaps even provocative commentary of a peculiar sort, but with a bit more flair, a certain higher level of sophistication, and yet with all the same four-letter words you've come to know, love and expect.

This is NOT for the faint of heart, for the easily triggered, for the fragile snowflake who goes into menstrual convulsions at the mere expression of a dangerous thought. I warn you: I eat fucktards like you for breakfast. If you want mollycoddling and lack of intelligence, I recommend you try democratic underground (lack of capitals intentional, for it is neither), or some other media outlet funded by George Soros or dedicated to the lowest common denominator that pours out pablum that defies psychological analysis, like HuffPo or Slate.

You will only find Common Sense here, delivered in a style that you can't handle. And by that, I mean honestly.