The Opinion Machine???

Wherein I argue that real men have the duty to stop criminals whether they are trying to run them over or trying to escape. Any man who puts a woman on the front lines in a violent war is a terrorist & any woman who offers herself as a human shield has been obviously brainwashed. 2026 will make 2020 look like a walk in the park. No refunds.

Wherein I do my best to tell the story about the time when I sat on my front porch, eating yogurt with a suspected mob hitman who was looking for a guy who he claimed was in the witness protection program that had been staying at my house when I was out of town. Not sure why this story has been on my mind lately but the uneasy feeling I have about the world reminds me of it & these people. They ki...

Wherein I tell the story about how I think I was tricked into thinking less of Chevy Chase & how it likely affected the way I treated him when I met him way back in 2010 at The Friends Of Earth Green Ball in San Francisco. The new documentary about him, is clearly meant to punish him for not not apologizing for being a tall, handsome, talented, successful, funny, White man. What else is new. No re...

Wherein I attempt to point out about a thousand reasons why it should be obvious to you that, a black lady, a fat gay guy, another baby purchasing Jewish gay guy, a tiny Jewish man, an angry Jewish man, a bunch of Jewish ladies, & a self hating communist honky from Utah, don’t have your best interest in mind as they pretend they do while they act as mouthpieces for “American conservatism”. I’m sur...

Wherein I reminisce about driving through Alberta Canada, marveling at the funny looking oil pumps, the amazing flaming oil refinery stations & compare that with the brainwashing we all experienced that made us think oil was something other than a gift from god/nature. I direct my ire towards bullies and thieves like Maduro & Mamdani who never created one useful thing, but instead just take from t...

Wherein I wonder if Carlin was ever funny, or if I was simply tricked into laughing my way into a miserable anti-god, anti-human, anti-wonderous way of thinking. Or maybe I’m just old. I am old. I still laugh a lot, even when I try not to, so, maybe there was a concerted effort to make me laugh at things that aren’t really funny. Brian Regan makes me laugh and he never tries to make me hate good t...

Wherein I argue the above case and give some examples of my own attempts at social engineering as well as my suspicions that I was recently socially engineered & have been socially engineered for years along with everybody else. I suggest food labeling laws are the perfect precedent to demand that algorithms be fully disclosed so people can opt in or out. Maybe I should write legislation. I probab...

Wherein In sloppily ramble on with my Mormon insider insight and compare the drastic differences between two young Mormon kids, one an (alleged) Virtue Signaling Murderer, and one a Fearless Citizen Journalist. Lots of wandering & wondering on this. Too many Mormon Hymns. If you haven’t unsubscribed already, here is another excuse. No refunds.

Wherein I explain how scary music, careful editing and the power of suggestion are used to trigger your emotions to trick you into not using reason & your actual senses to navigate reality. I also explain the real connection between The Mormon Church & The CIA, FBI, NuSkin, Pest Control, Romanian Orphanges, Starving African Kids & door to door Solar panel salesmen. I end by asking you to look at w...

Wherein I talk shit on a former colleague & kinda kick him while he’s down, in order to demonstrate a few basic principles that maybe, possibly, might flirt with the idea that embracing a little humility is good. Think, retarded Tony Robbins. I’m no self help guru. Don’t listen to me & for goodness sake, don’t take my advice. Turns out, being superior to everyone, doesn’t pay very well. This whole...

Wherein I preach about the troubling persecution of Charlie Kirk’s widow & tell some stories about my Mom and Sister of the same name. I try to shed light on the weird mix of reverence, with the glam and glitz often associated with church going women from my Utah/Idaho/Arizona neck of the woods. Higher levels of self righteousness and sanctimony in this episode. If you don’t feel like being shamed...

Wherein I wonder if I somehow left negative comments to myself on my own youtube page and then veer off into a grand prediction that artificial intelligence will save humanity, not by being smart and useful, but by being a pathological liar incapable of having any way to tell truth from utter bullshit. AKA grok lied to me at least a hundred times yesterday. Doubled down, repeatedly. Totally psycho...

Wherein I discuss my romance for the history of homes, and trace the dark history of the home where Rob Reiner was murdered, Norman Lear held subversive communist meetings, & Jane Fonda was denied by her mother who eventually slit her own throat with a razor blade. Henry also is alleged to have taken her to a strip club when she was 14 then mocked her when she cried. I throw in my own history of m...

Wherein I find myself in a rabbit hole started by the murder if Rob Reiner by his own son that lead me to watch the pilot episode of Kids Incorporated, for which I failed an audition in 1983. Hard to say, but it might have been one of the luckiest failures of my life. There is no real reason to be discussing this, but I kinda want it on the record. Gay. No refunds.

Wherein I explore the woo woo ways in which the algorithms have lead me to discover many poetic connections between both good & evil influences in my life and maybe yours. From my audition for Kids Incorporated, at Osmond Studios to having my first drink with Fergie in Berkeley. From watching All In The Family with my own messed up family, to discovering that it was written by card carrying commun...

Wherein I ponder how my Christmas, and maybe yours, was in some small way affected by a decades long plan to undermine and diminish white fatherhood. From All In The Family, to Maude, The Jeffersons, Good Times, One Day At a Time, right on up to his last ditch attempt with 704 Hauser St., his commitment was impressive. He likely never imagined how the season finale would feature Rob Reiner, his fi...

Wherein I implore anyone listening to my little rants reverberating from my little crack in the universe to set their expectations extremely low. I also impart the cheapest of all gifts, which is permission to completely ignore me. As if you need that permission. You don’t. Anyway, I also jump around some childhood Christmas memories in a family with 18 kids and way too many step dads & moms. Don’...

Wherein I suggest that a new tradition might be added to any Christmas party wherein we try to determine which guest is most likely to murder another guest. I also argue that some of your favorite aspects of Christmas, pre-date Jesus by many centuries. Also, Santa flying around on an eight legged horse, turning into black smoke & floating down your chimney, would be more bad ass than the fat clown...

Wherein I ponder the queasy shameful memories I have rubbing shoulders in exclusive elitist Hollywood parties, & face the fact that those who are being excluded in said exclusivity are the very people who deserve inclusion most. Resentment of the disease known as “fame” is not only justified, it is moral. This whole thing is more Shakespearean than Biblical, but it does seem as if God is slapping...

Wherein I examine the clues revealed by Rob Reiner’s “friends” at his 2000 Friar’s Club roast & further examine the subversive communist history of The Friars Club & the endless Hollywood self congratulatory circle jerk of awards ceremonies that inverts morality & basic American values to exalt the scheming manipulators & shame the common man. Aka Joe McCarthy was right, which is why he was demoni...

Wherein I wonder why there are very few, if any, pundits or leaders, specifically looking out for the tribal interests of White people, yet countless pundits & leaders specifically looking out for the tribal interests of every other tribe. White people seem to be the only people who ever put the interests of other tribes before their own, and they might have been tricked into doing it. Pigeons & C...

Wherein I ponder the above topic by comparing what happened to Reiner against other rare A-listers who chose to leave the spotlight in order to raise normal families. Fame is a disease that is not hard to cure once diagnosed properly. Fans are a huge part of the problem. I mention Spaulding Gray but I think I got his name wrong. I’m not good at this. So what. No refunds.

Wherein I demonstrate that the secret to being popular is promising to save people from consequences, even though that is an impossible feat against the laws of Nature/God/Reality. I unironically cram in popular topical content to make my point and veer into a tangent or two, as to be expected. Nobody is ever let off the hook. I don’t prepare or edit, as if I need to say that. These recordings are...

Wherein I explain how the story of Meathead’s murder, once again, ties in back to my childhood in Utah, acting, public battles with the famous Provo Canyon rehab joint, being kicked out of Late Night rehearsals, by Conan O’Brien (The Alleged Angry Drunk) himself, & why it all feels so epically biblical down to almost every detail, maybe only specifically to me, but maybe to you too. “What is your...

Wherein I beat a dead horse known as Candace Owens & her braindead followers for doing everything in their power to ignore the clear evidence and rock solid case against Tyler Robinson in order to satisfy their insatiable immoral fantasies that they are somehow heroic investigators who only want the truth. That’s bullshit. They want to be relieved of the responsibility to make meaningful change. T...