The Opinion Machine???

Wherein I reflect on why maybe yesterday’s recording about Jeff Epstein & Steve Bannon didn’t sit well with some and compare the ballooning lore behind him to my childhood propensity to lie, exaggerate & invent stories about myself to seem more interesting. Now that I read what I just wrote it sounds like a really bad, sloppy analogy. Oh well, I doubt anyone ever listens to these recording based o...

Wherein I argue that the dehumanization & cartoonification of human beings, friend or foe, does a disservice to humanity as it avoids solving underlying issues. Very few people are 100% good or evil and thinking such only robs the individual from being able to confidently navigate reality. I touch on a number of forbidden topics here which is guaranteed to upset many people. I don’t care. This is...

Wherein I argue that the ska scene in Provo Utah in the early nineties, of which I was the nucleus, is perhaps the perfect example & manifestation of the programming that lead well meaning, good natured young white men, down a road of suicidal charity for people who hate them, and would ultimately put the future of said white people at risk of destruction & elimination. It’s no wonder why white wo...

Wherein I judge myself for judging Jesse James for being married 5 times, most recently to a porn star named Bonnie Rotten. He traded Sandra Bullock for that? Of course he did, and, unfortunately, I think I get it. Not proud of it, but I get it. You’re not gonna like how I drag Jesus into this. Fair warning. No refunds.

Wherein I reluctantly talk about the phenomenal inversion of morality resulting in a public that has been trained to accept that Don Lemon has any moral authority whatsoever. It’s gets a little graphic. If you are squeamish about sodomy, as hopefully you are, you might want to skip this one. No refunds.

Wherein a female internet friend of 20 plus years, aggressively asks the above question & I attempt to answer it in detail. Long story short, lots of things happened to me. Lots of insane things that are almost impossible to believe. They happened to you too. Why are we reacting so differently? I have some thoughts about that too. No refunds.

Wherein I describe how and why you & I became controlled opposition & punctuate it with a story about Marlon Brando, in which I might be stretching the analogy to its limits. Basically, the real you is who you are and act while driving or dreaming. Yeah, I have opinions. Big deal. No refunds.

Wherein I describe the seemingly double standards applied to Squirrels vs Rats and attempt to describe why they aren’t double standards at all, and if you think they are, you are either a woman or a man who needs to suck it up and grow a pair. I give plenty of evidence for communists to convict me of whatever nonsense they dream up. I take too long to get to the point, as usual, because I don’t ed...

Wherein I rant about so called tough guys who are more concerned about being popular than saying & doing the obviously right thing. Also more ranting about women and weak men being programmed by female super hero movies to a degree that they insert themselves into situations that will surely get them killed. I warned you that I am an impatient person, and it shows here. No refunds.

Wherein I make some proposals on how we might rid the world of the disease called “Fame” or at least mitigate some of it’s most harmful effects, using some new tools that some like to classify as AI. I also use the word Parasocial for the first time, as I just learned it from someone commenting on one of my recordings which is awkward considering how I claim that All Media Is Porn. I’m going out o...

Wherein I once again describe how someone I don’t like reminds me of me. It’s always about me, isn’t it? For Bill, it’s about Bill. He and & have a lot in common and I hate it. I’m better than him though, because, well, this is a problem that is pretty easy to figure out. Anyway, all I wanted was to hear what Woody Allen & Billy Joel had to say, but Bill didn’t let him get a word in edgewise. Sad...

Wherein I recount my experience listening to SCOTUS yesterday, talking about gun shenanigans & how that lead me down another road of tribalism, sexism, racism etc. More specifically, race mixing, tribe mixing & the worst of all, vote mixing. Interracial marriages? Yeah, I talk about that too. Weirdly, I have pretty direct experience with all of it. So do you. Brady Bunch stuff. No refunds.

Wherein I describe my thoughts about haters, from the perspective of a hated hater myself. Is sh!tposting courageous? What is courage? Does it take courage to simply describe reality? Why am I checking notifications as 3am? Why aren’t Michael Jackson’s & Madonna’s surgeons in jail? Lots of low talking on this one. No refunds.

Wherein I opine about the above movie while wondering if it may have secretly poisoned my brain, because, well, it was released by Netflix, & one is a fool to not suspect Netflix of doing serious shady psychological fudgery. I also mention William’s Syndrome, Down’s Syndrome and other blessings disguised as defects. A bit of crow barring here. What else is new. No refunds.

Wherein I kinda review the dumbest 2026 Golden Globe winning movie: “Sinners” but veer off into a discussion about black versus white tribalism and how most black people really do think white people are vampires who deserve to be massacred and most white people are too afraid to say anything about it. Wake up, Whitey, Amy Poehler is gonna get you killed. Ok, that was dramatic. Still. No refunds.

Wherein I dissect the subversive gay communist messages that make up the entire storyline and then discuss the fallout when it was discovered that the whole intent was to make a “queer coded” movie for kids. Believe it or not, the released version is after they made it “less gay”. It’s still super gay. But your average child would never know it. And that’s the point. Time to end the colonization o...

Wherein I kinda review the newest Mission Impossible movie by explaining how impossible it is that they crammed every single movie cliche into one movie so impossibly boring that I spent most of it thinking about how shitty Sean Penn is even though he isn’t even part of Mission Impossible. I complain about Sean Penn a lot. This one is grumpy on top of grouchy. I doubt your day will be improved by...

Wherein I’m part film critic, part shrink, part marriage counselor, part art professor, part political pundit and part defender of abused white men who lash out at other white men. I get a little Candace-y here. If she was an old white guy. Whatever. Prove me wrong. No Refunds.

Wherein I compare my freshly ex-mormon Utah non profit scam vs the multi billion dollar Somalian scams in Minnesota. The statute of limitations has long since passed, and you might be surprised to know how short they are when it comes to getting away with stealing billions of your dollars. White America cannot continue funding their own destruction. Time get super tribal. Yeah, fun. No refunds.

Wherein I describe the epiphany I had while watching Nikki Glaser’s Opening Monologue For The 2026 Golden Globes in which I had a vision of the complete & total destruction of celebrity influence. AI will hopefully eliminate the phenomenon of humanity exalting actors (aka professional liars) and caring at all about what any of them have to say about anything. Fingers crossed. No refunds.

Wherein I describe some super silly second guessing about posting my criticisms of Libertarians & Libertarianism as if I wasn’t a Libertarian like 15 minutes ago. Then I continue to embarrass myself by explaining how I set the video to private, felt dumb about it, made it public again and then to make things worse, recorded this totally unnecessary gay explanation about the whole thing, which I wi...

Wherein I wonder how, when & why I became political, even as a kid, & try to explain my long, slow, realization that Libertarianism, is an ideology for non-committal jerks who think they are smarter than everyone else when really it’s just an excuse to not have to actually take a stand or do anything useful. This one might hurt some feelings. You’ll get over it. I have faith in you. No refunds.

Wherein I wonder if the difference between conservatives and shrieking liberals is simply a matter of who did or didn’t get their way by throwing temper tantrums as children. Seems almost too simple. Also seems like it might be that simple. Look, I never promised anyone genius content. No refunds.

Wherein I explore the notion that people who lie to your face, knowing you know they are lying, are actually displaying the power to sadistically control your emotions. I describe how I did this a few times as a child, and still might occasionally harness this power to punk someone for a laugh. Evil laughter is miles apart from wholesome laughter. How do we know when we cross the line? How do we a...

Wherein I clumsily make a case for the usefulness of Hate in Moderation & implore women to stop trying to tell men not to be men and to be more like women. Yes, I know the world also had problems when men ran it more, but it cannot improve by letting women take the wheel. Biology is real. God created a PARTNERSHIP between male and female, not a competition. I also ponder what my life would have be...