Sunday, May 24, 2026

Of Boomerfags, Stubfarts & Codgers

Summer has finally settled in to the hereabouts. Trees are green. Dandelions are making their yearly assault on my lawn. The other morn, a fat little songbird sat on the veranda bitching at me as I drank my coffee and had a pipe. I told him to beat it, so he pooped on the railing and flew off as if to say, “There’s ya Walt Disney moment for the day, you stupid old fart!” I laughed and then started ruminating on the days’ chores. Zippedee Do Dah to you too, you little shit! HAR HAR HAR!!!

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Blisters are starting to heal which is nice. Yesterday I scalped the lawn, took the dawgz on a long one and farted about with the trailer. That thing has me hacked right off. The electric tongue jack is out on it and I think the inline fuse is blown. I just gotta sit down and find the damn thing. I swear - these things are wired by either hare lipped fwenchmen or evil chinamen. I’ll get it…all I lack is the gumption. Like everything I suppose. 



For those a ya's that have a foot fetish - feast 
yer eyes!!!

I looked in the mirror the other day and was horrified as usual by what stared back at me. I’ve aged a lot this last year. I noticed the same thing with my dad and father in law back in the day. They aged in spurts. They’d pick up a few lines and wrinkles, and just when ya got used to it - they’d pack on a bunch more. My skin is doing that. I’m starting to lose muscle too. Not much, but enough to notice. It drove them nuts when they did it, but I don’t give a hoot myself. Certain chores are harder to do now too. Don’t care about that either - I’ll just slow down and take longer to do them. Or find different ways to do them.  The older men in my family took aging as an insult. They tried to deny and hide it. As for me…meh. It's just life, and none of us are getting out alive.

I’m seeing a lot of full blown rage and hate being directed at us stupid fuggin old boomers these days. I worry that one day that I’ll disappear .... And all that they’ll find are my Crocs, and some enraged kid will have stuffed me down a wood chipper. Mind you… the “kids” are looking older now too. Sometimes I wonder what my prodigal daughter looks like - she’s 41 this year. Then I think twice about it n’ figure… maybe not. That was another life, long ago. There’s some things in life I’d rather not know.

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I dunno where I stand in the intergenerational war setting up. People forget there’s actually two generations of boomers. My parents, born in the early and mid 1940’s… and mine, ending in the mid 60s. I made the boomer demographic by a couple months. And I see both sides of the conflict as I am almost smack dab in between the two demographics. I get hated on by both factions too: my parents think I’m lazy and stupid and spoiled for wanting the same things they had, and not wanting to work 80 hours a week for shit wages. The kids hate me because I belong to a generation that had everything handed to them and never had to work for any of it.  Allegedly. I swear to gawd - if I get sucked into this bullshit - I will goon my mom with a garden shovel and bury her in a shallow grave in the flower bed … and I’ll slowly strangle my militant gay daughter and her creepy love partner and throw them in the composter! This whole thing is stupid, really. But that is where white people are right now. Men make war on their own families, mothers fight for the right to murder their own babies,  and everyone hates their parents. It's a stupid fight for stupid people, and since I don’t want to go to jail for killing some bunghole that seriously needs it… I think I’ll take a pass on the issue. 

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You’ve heard of the pump action rifle, right? I do declare that Flapz just invented the Pimp Action Rifle! HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR!!  May I present a pair of Ruger 10/22s:


My rifle (top) reflects sensible, conservative aesthetics

Ya can't take Flapz anywhere!!! He always has to make a spectacle of himself!
That bottom one is one fuggin ugly rifle.
But I will keep my comments to myself lest I get beaten to a
raspberry red pulp by its owner...


Jeez. Anodized red aluminium? A muzzle break On a .22.? A Vortex cheapo scope. But I can see where this one’s going already. We’ll get out on the range, sight him in… and that fat old retard will shoot circles around me. Happens every single time. And I shouldn’t be such a dink - I put an extended mag release on mine, aftermarket bull barrel and stock… and if Flapz’ gun looks like a pimp… mine looks like a cheap ho! HAR!!! 

I seriously need to find a good gopher patch. πŸ˜ŠπŸ‘


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"The Boys" is over. And thank gawd. It was getting seriously gay. All the movie nerds and wanks are hacked right off with it. The eeeeeevil Homelander super hero (and obvious psychotic parody of Blumpf and Superman) - dies at the hands of shitlib dweeb heroes: a 105 lb. chinawoman, a soy boy, a petite blonde with more plastic surgery and bondo than a '56 Merc, and maybe some other paragon of shitlib virtue. The evil politically conservative villain dies mewling for mercy and offering to eat the corn out of the shite of the leftist heroes, HAR HAR HAR HAR!!! Aaaahhhh..... HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR!!!!


A case of pots n’ kettles, calling each other
blacks…


To me the series was a collection of ribald rude jokes and gags, and it was so badly done that the wanks of Clown World were lampooning themselves as much as christians, conservatives and trad normies that they hate with the heat of 1000 suns. I found it to be a fascinating glimpse into the diseased shitlib mind too. Currently, they are in the process of trying to appropriate dissident conservative thought. In their minds, the message now is that Christians are all retarded zombies but secretly control the media, the cops and the judiciary through their eeeeeevil rich corporations and bilionaires. They want to brain wash your kids and instill their perverted fake biblical values in them. And of course, any conservative leader is portrayed as a pedophile or a sexual pervert! HAR HAR HAR HAR HAR!!!! These clowns are comedy gold!

But anyone who spends time in conservative spaces knows that shitlibs always telegraph their intentions. If they accuse you of being a  pervert - it's because they are the perverts. Faggotry and pedophilia is a sin if some catholic preist does it... but it's just another sexual orientation when they do it. Bill Clinton rapes an intern? "Boys will be boys!" Biden creeps on kids on TV? "Oh- he's just an affectionate old man!" When they accuse you of wanting to round up faggots and jews and peepo of colour, herd them into concentration camps to kill them and make soap out of them... welp... they are projecting their own goals and aspirations onto the rest of us. We saw this during the Covid scam when they were censoring everything, making the Clot Shot mandatory and proposing camps for the vaccine deniers. These people are telling you something, Normie. Ya might wanna pay attention... and start prepping, just in case. Western civ is getting seriously stupid, and when you are in a stupid place with stupid people... you're already a few steps behind.


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In my best Archie Bunker:
“Awwww jeez… wouldjya lookit that…!”

I don’t get that at ALL. Me and my K9 team were on patrol this morn at the crack of dawn, ever on the lookout for senior delinquent crime! But this time… we were too late. I see this all the time and it’s always the little old ladies doing it: Their yappy li’l ankle biter drops a disgusting deuce. Somehow, they manage to pick up and bag the mess… but between that and the garbage can - they get squeamish. They carefully prop the turd up on the edge of the garbage can and walk away, leaving it to some other poor slob to actually put it in the garbage can! I can just imagine it! “EEEEEEEEEWWW!!! Dawg poooooooooh!!!!”

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I’m going to start going on dawg patrol armed. When I see some retarded old bint doing this, I’ll pull out my RCMP issued nerf baton and flog the daylights out her. But I suppose I shouldn’t bitch. At least they’re bagging it up.  

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So that concludes this exciting episode of The Summer Of My Discontent. I hope your summer and gardens are off to a good start, and that yer staying safe, sane and out of jail. As usual… thanks for stopping in.

Filthie


Thursday, May 21, 2026

Stubfart Unleashed: I Hate These Women

Harrrrrumpfff!

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T'all sounds good - but let's have some honesty and clarity round here! First of all, all this boosheeit came about because the unionized pooch screwing teachers wanted it. Coddling students allows them to push discipline back on the parents, and absolves them of any responsibility for student failure arising from a lack of discipline. I like where she's going with that. I'll take her list of changes and offer a counter proposal: you take your fuggin gay pride flags, sex ed for elementary school kids, your grooming, your rainbow flags troons, and dildoes - and shove them squarely up your ass! Sideways! You teach those kids to read, do math and do established sciences, and objective social studies. THAT'S IT. Second - overtime: FUCK YOU. Hell's bells - these union slobs get holidays out the wazoo, two months off in summer, teacher's conventions, short work days, long weekends, etc etc etc. Do your fricken jobs, you cunned stunt - and then maybe we'll talk. The rest of us are expected to go the extra mile at times for our employers - so can you. Don't like it? Quit. You can be replaced in a heart beat, you stupid bitch. There are any number of ambitious, young kids that are graduating every year that would LOVE your job and if you don't like it - pound sand and step aside.
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Jeebus H. Crap On A Cracker!!! "Hello my lovelies"??? Aren'tchya supposed to kiss a guy before ya do something like this to him??? Ya know what they say, eh? If ya don't use it, ya lose it. I used to be able to do stuff like this without breaking a sweat! Now I struggle with intermediate algebra. Not only that, I'd program my calculator to do much more complex problems than these in seconds. It may seem like a cheat but it was anything but: you had to know how to solve the problem before you could program the calculator to do it. You had to know what the problem is asking for, sometimes derive secondary info before you got the variables it had to solve for an it was a great learning aid. In school our tests often only consisted of two to four problems - and they'd take a good 90 minutes to solve if ya had to 'hemm and hawww' over the steps. My calculator would solve these things in seconds but what slowed me down was showing my work, or scratching my head when the arseholes threw curveballs at us. But if you knew the methodology down pat you could often see those curveballs coming. I wrote my midterms in a half hour to 45 minutes. It wasn't because I was particularly smart - I just did more work to get where I was going and used my tools more effectively. But... those were my glory days. Nowadays, malicious women like this can reduce me to fits of RAGE with the simplest of problems...
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Is it my imagination, or is it getting harder to do business these days...? The late Z Man used to posit that mass immigration, pozzed education and other enshittifying factors were leading to a serious decline in intellect and competency. He lived in Baltimore and described the difficulty in getting his order right at the drive thru at McDonald's. He'd drive up, order a burg, a coke and fries - and the brain dead vibrants and wankers running the restaurant would take ages to process the order and often got it wrong. He had similar horror stories about doing mundane things like going to the DMV to renew his licence, and the impossiblilty of getting the pot holes on his street filled in. He often described Baltimore as "Lagos". They couldn't keep the lights on and the heat going in public schools there at times. I wonder if the enshittification, faggotifization, stupidification  and rigor mortis of multiculturalism is finally paying similar dividends in Canada?

Here's my problem: I owe Tiny over at Big Country some money for some small sewing machine parts. The problem: Ruger only deals with certain warranty centres in Canada - and ours is smack dab in the middle of Queerbec! And those idiot fwenchmen don't want to deal with small parts. It took two weeks for Ruger to get back to the slobs in Queerbec, and another two weeks for the fags in Queeeeeebec to tell me to FOAD! "Sorry! Parts are out of stock! Now please FO!" 
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Assholes.But what else can you expect from a fart sucking vibrant and distinct culturally enriching fwenchman? Those craven socialist swine are the LAST guys ya wanna deal with when it comes to…sewing machines.

Tiny found the parts in 24 hours. He's probably shipped them already. My problem is that when it coes to money I am a luddite - on purpose! I don't do crypto, I don't do paypal and seldom order over the innernet. I don't understand the mechanics of these service providers, and I sure as hell don't trust them. Especially if they are equal opportunity employers and pajeets are involved. I am so bad now and so paranoid that whenever possible I do business in cash.

"No prob," I thought. I can just wire him some money with an EMT. He doesn't do that, he uses paypal and something called Vemoe. Whatever. I said fine - I'll just have the bank do a certified cheque or money order or a wire. It may take an extra week, but that's no big deal. I go to the bank to set it up - and I guess money orders and such are no longer safe when sent by snail mail? And to do a direct wire, they will want a void cheque, transfer numbers, and gawd only knows what else to do it!!! FFS - all I wanna do is send the bloke a hundred bucks! How hard can it be? I am starting to look bad here and if I don't pay him out soon - he's gonna show up here and hold my arms behind my back while Muldoon beats me up from the front! I don't blame him either!

GAH.

BCE - I sent ya an email. I signed up for PayPal, please send me your info and I will figure it out and get you your money this week. I apologize profusely for the delay.

But - as soon as he’s paid off, I will close my account with Pay Pal again because F them, that's why!!! I hate bankers as much as I hate pooch screwing public educators, syphilis and white underwear for old men.
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I guess I am pissed at the world this morn because my dear wife bought me some new sandals for the upcoming summer. I did a couple long range dawg patrols with the Niglet and the Beaner and now I have blisters on my blisters as I slowly break them in. Ouch!

If any of you bungholes are inclined to put a bag of burning dog poop on my doorstep, ring the doorbell and run away... today's the day to do it I suppose. GAH! A thousand times, GAHHH!!! I have a bucket of other loathesome chores I gotta do today too! I may as well suck up my punishMINT, take my lumps and get at it.

For all you guys that are still passing by - thanks for dropping in and listening to me rant. Regular poosting will begin again... one of these days. I hope all is well in your world... and that you are managing to be productive and useful.

Cheers.

Filthie

Saturday, May 16, 2026

A Fart, By Any Other Name, Would Smell As Rank


Didn’t they do a race slop swap of Romeo and Juliet awhile back? I know I heard talk of one where Anne Boleyn was a she-boon in a remake of Henry The VIII. Last I looked I think they made Captain America into a nog too. 

Hrmpfpppfpfppfffff. 🀨

The old farting cows are at it again, eh? The late Uncle Bob knew all about blacks. Historically, whenever they appeared in advanced societies, they were slaves, servants…and criminals. The late Z Man opined that negroes are living missing links from the Neolithic era. They live in mud huts and never developed architecture because they never developed math or writing or simple machines like the inclined plane or the wheel. Most of them were hunter gatherers. Today Art Sido is our resident scholar in African American Studies. He knows his stuff but I have academic differences of opinion with him. Last week he was all hacked off because some black kid went to a block party and chimped out with a Glock or MAC 10 and shot up a bunch of his fellow simian brothers. Art was convinced the li’l nappy headed shaver shoulda been flogged and then put in jail or even sent for a ride on Ol’ Sparky. 

I think they shoulda invoked the retarded black person defence and released him. Because he was too stupid to stand trial… Give him a medal, 500 rounds of free ammo and put him to work back in the ghetto! HAR HAR HAR!!! HAR HAR HAR!!! Blacks that shoot other blacks are celebrating their culture and history and the rest a ya’s should celebrate too! 

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But Whoopi did make a fair point. Why come unglued about it? We’ve seen this slop before, countless times. The faggotry is doing it too, as are the feminists. Haven’t you seen the crockumentaries where the Vikings are all queers, led into battle by a slim 5’2” 110 lb. super chicks? The idea of casting Achilles as a troon is new, though, isn’t it? All I see is another rotten tomato left by woke morons. 

Come to think of it… I think the New Historians were saying Shakespeare was a troon too. 

Believe it or else!  πŸ€‘πŸ‘


Wednesday, May 13, 2026

Davie

Hrmppfffff.

I dunno how long I’ve watched Davie for. I always thought he was fwench. But no - he’s Italian. I liked his vids because he was just a dumb kid playing bass guitar on OyTube, hamming for the camera for yuks moreso than likes and subscribes. His schtick was to menace and threaten other toobers to comical musical duels, accept harmless, humorous musical dares from his audience and and fans - and play music that may have inspired others to take up music as well. To me he was a ray of sunshine amidst the shower of slop that is OyTube.

I strongly suspect that of the 60% of the income taken by his former nation, the vast majority of it is being pissed away on third world immigration and grift. The commies here are getting scared too. They were talking about charging a flat $500,000.00 emigration tax on anyone wanting to leave this country.

I’m glad Davie and more of the kids are seeing the light and dealing with this.


Sunday, May 10, 2026

Sunday Stubfart Ramble: A Matter Of Time And Other Silly Things

Well the great watch race is two weeks in. I’ve got a mini-rant about it here with pics - if yer interested. Every morn, and every night I wind Grampa’s 100 year old+ Tavannes pocket watch. Most nights I wear my Swiss self winder to bed. My nocturnal thrashing about keeps it wound. So far, no adjustments or corrections needed. I’m running a minute and a little bit fast. Near as I can tell…Grampa is only slightly less. In the real world, for most of us… a one minute lead on the clock would be trivial. I might run the race another week or two. I love my Casio Mud Master wonder watch that never loses or gains time and has a boggling tool box of functionality. But… these simple mechanicals are scratching an itch I didn’t know I had. The wrist watch is a simple day/date analog. Grampa’s pocket watch has a separate second hand complication. No compass, barometer, time zones, alarms, timers, barometers etc etc etc. Simplicity and mechanical elegance… there’s something to be said for those. Charming artifacts from an age when we lived in better times and we were better people.

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So I guess we’re all gonna die from Hanta virus now, eh? I just wanna be right up front about this: the first cunt that gets in my face and starts pestering and badgering me about masking up…dies. I’m going to dig my fish bonker out of my tackle box and I will club the effing shit outta the first retarded Karen that starts clucking and squawking at me. I got better things to do. The hell of it isn’t the bloody virus or a real, valid potential pandemic. It’s the arseholes that will be in charge of responding to it! If we lived in real countries, after Covid? There’s guys that should be dragged out and shot for the way that was handled. Just imagine those clowns trying to handle a REAL pandemic… there was that idiocy when all the chubby nurses were bravely dancing in the empty hospital halls in defiance of the evil racist Covid monster and saying “Not all superheroes wear capes!”. In the same way…there’s an ass tonne of clowns that don’t wear make up, size 40 shoes, or pantaloons either. If this turns into a real pandemic there are legit vaccines and boosters to deal with it… or, at least, there WERE. Gawd only knows what the pharma guys are putting in them now. And if they choose to handle it with vaccination centres like they did with Covid… those centres with their line ups are going to become primary infection vectors. Just sayin’. I dunno what a guy does in the event of a real pandemic? The people in charge are hopelessly retarded and incompetent. And those that aren’t are corrupt.

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“Hello. My name is Glen Filthie. I’m a former fighter pilot, with a doctorate in aeronautical engineering and another in particle physics. I wrote three books on advanced propulsion systems and - what’s that? Why do I look like I escaped from a mental institution? Eh? No, I do NOT smell like death and excrement!! ! Chutes probably opened up and shat himself!!! And yes… I did so bathe this morning, you wretched arseholes!! 

Never mind any a that!!! Now that I’ve established my credentials… let’s talk about UFOs and space aliens…!”

I dunno how many “documentaries” I’ve seen that start like that. The researchers have all kinds of lofty credentials and qualifications but look like disheveled rubby-dubbs and crack heads off the street. Apparently Blumpf just declassified all the gubmint files pertaining to UFOs. I love conspiracies as much as anyone but I think the only UFOs on earth right now are the rainbow of weirdos and perverts that infest the big shitlib cities and currently control our govts! 

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I gotta say - I was just cranked when Blumpf got re-elected and then promptly started signing executive orders that busted up democrat fraud and crime rings and hanging them out to dry. It was so promising! Kicking the illegals out, and shooting liberal protesters just made my day, HAR HAR HAR! Then he welched on ending the war in the Kraine. Then he welched on the JFK assassination records and the Epstein files. Then this Israeli war with Iran. I dunno what to think anymore. They’ve tried to kill him 4 times now? I wonder if there comes a point where nation states just collapse as part of some organic collective life cycle? Power corrupts I suppose. It all makes me think that if real leaders with honesty and integrity rose… they’d get torn to shreds the second they went public. Western civilization no longer tolerates virtuous men or women in authority.

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Apparently Mother’s Day comes to us courtesy of 1952. You know the drill, men! Flowers, cards, breakfast in bed for those stubfarts that can still be trusted around a hot stove without adult supervision. 

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The old lady makes her own coffee round here. She likes milk n’ cream and cinnamon and other crap in hers. I get mine direct from the crankcase or the jerry can, black, ugly n’dirty. I can’t even be trusted with a coffee machine. ☹️

I dunno how many more Mother’s Day’s my mom will be around for. I went over earlier in the week to fix her wheel barrow. She shouldn’t even be on a bloody shovel or wheel barrow but her garden means the world to her. I grumped and bitched and got the tire moving and all the nuts n’ bolts tightened… the damn thing was a rusted wreck and needs to go to the dump, really. I took my own barrow over and told her I’d do the spade work but she wouldn’t have any of it. She really needs to be in a home but won’t listen to me because I’m stupid and evil and I’m after her money, apparently. I dunno if she’s serious or just being a rancid old whore as usual. These shitlibbed women are brutal.

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If you have a good Mom, treat her right today, close the family around her and thank your Maker for her, for you are truly blessed! Have a blessed Sunday, fellas. Thanks for stopping in.

Filthie






Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Stubfart TV: Round We Go Again


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2BfVzx3RMMk&t=1235s

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Hmpffffff!

It’s endemic now. I’m seeing it everywhere. The younger-old guys are packing it in. When ya hit your  50s…the world suddenly looks completely different. Men look at their relationships and start evaluating them. They look at their emotional investments and weigh the return on investment. They understand that their time is now finite. Retirement looms - voluntarily or involuntarily. No, 50 isn’t the new 40. But it is the classic male mid-life crisis - it’s just deferred, and pushed back, now. It’s the point where men ask if this is all there is? Am I where I want to be? Am I the person I want to be? Are these the people i want to share what remains of my life with? When we were younger we clamped down on questions like that. We told ourselves things would work out. Shut up, keep yer head down, don’t make waves. Keep the peace - it’ll all work out. Somehow.

But for many of us, it doesn’t. In some cases it gets worse. Or much, much worse. Costs and investments are analyzed and then the pruning starts. Divorces ramp up. Men pull the rip cord on careers and retire. Relationships with friends and family are allowed to wither and expire. Sometimes those long relationships end abruptly and with great bitterness. Declutterring becomes a priority - maybe even a physical need. Chaos and drama are anathema. Life changes. What now, these men in their late 40s or early 50s ask? Silence replies.

I went through that wringer 15 years ago myself. Unlike the self proclaimed experts and gurus on OyTube … I can’t recommend it! πŸ˜‚πŸ‘Ž At the time the people in my circle were going nuts. They were making me crazy too. I couldn’t think. They came at me too fast, with too much anger and sorrow with no outlet, and I decided I was no longer going to be a safety valve. Everything blew up at once and it was years before I could make sense of any of it.  

I shouldn’t be a dink. Maybe these OyTubing gurus have the answers? And maybe it works for them? Some a those guys doing these vids just got wrecked. They’re starting again from nothing. When my family and old way of life disintegrated I took what was mine and told my former family and new adversaries to FOAD when they bitched about it. 

Whaddya call a female stubfart? I’m asking because I don’t know? They now sound just like these guys and they’re putting out videeyah too! They’re done with people pleasing!!! They’re putting themselves first for the first time!!! An old woman who knits tiny hats and puts them on her cat sombrely tells us she’s DONE with dating and mating. Then she starts lecturing about what stupid assholes all the men are. She’s gonna live her best life and by Godfrey - all us guys’ll be sorry when she’s gone!!!

I shouldn’t laugh. I sounded like that too when my old life imploded. Unlike these gurus and experts though… I never learnt anything useful from the whole experience. I made a LOT of mistakes. So did everyone else. There’s no answer to stuff like this. Everyone is going to go their own way, be successful and make their former friends and family envious and full a sorrow when they’re gone. Whatever.

Makes me wonder. It used to drive me bonkers. I’d come home after work and see my father in law on my chair, his wife over on our sofa… and they’d be absolutely glued to the TV. They’d be watching the retarded black baboon - Orca Winfrey… and they’d be hanging on her every word. Sometimes as an extra treat, Dr. Phil would come out with some dancing monkeys and sort out their psychological problems with fatherly authority and wisdom. All my elders’ opinions came from the TV. Those two assholes knew it all. Their favourite daytime TV hosts told them so! 

25 years later… and I’m watching this shite! πŸ˜‘ And despite my best efforts, my habitual cynicism and negativity… sometimes I’m still “influenced” people on the innernet. It’s only going to get worse too, I bet. A stubfart with declining cognitive abilities is going to be no match for an optimized AI designed to manipulate and prey on them for profit. I swear to gawd - if I start expressing judeosocialism, feminism, faggotry or any other neoliberal agitprop… just shoot me. Euthanasia is legal in Canada and I think a lot of us oldsters are going to get put down. Looking at some of my fella boomers… I can see why that may be a good thing. 

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It’s chores again for me today. I got guns to clean, house cleaning, dawg walking…my day will be chock full of exciteMINT. Thanks fer stopping by… and be sure to like and subscribe! HAR! 








 

Saturday, May 2, 2026

I Have Been To The End Of The Internet

I have been to the end of the cyberverse. I’ve been on the internet too long. I’ve seen it all. There’s nothing new. The faces and actors come and go… but the clowns and the metrics are the same, from one end of the innernet to the other. What’s it like on the edge of the cyberverse? What’s there…?

Nothing! It’s like going north to the North Pole. Once ya get there the world just loops back around and in to itself. Everything from that point is south - back through nations of assholes, clowns, murders, rapists, thieves, shysters, beggars…and Stubfarts! It has taken a lot out of me to get here. I’m weary of the travel and lately… I’ve felt a need to rest my soul. I’ve stayed off the internet because the chaos, bedlam and mayhem just ground me down. There’s any number of crazies and stupids out there that want to make me crazy and stupid too. I’m tired, boss.

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Everything is a matter of time. And for that - I am prepared. Out of curiosity I decided to dig out my watch collection and see if any of them still work - you can view my stately collection here on Chudstack… because the fags at Blooger aren’t letting me poost pics for some reason. I started the race last week, using my cell phone as the primary time keeping standard.

Casio Mudmaster: it’s one of the early miracle watches. It has atomic time keeping and 10 or 12 other functions and it has done them all flawlessly for the last ten years. It never loses a second.

Grampa’s old Swiss Tavannes pocket watch: 5 days in… and it hasn’t gained or lost any time. Not bad for a low tier working man’s watch that’s over a hundred years old. Big bro got Gramps’ gold watch but I’ve never seen it after he passed. I’d be curious to see that one in this race too, to be honest. Unlike the gold one… this watch isn’t worth much. You can get them off Flea Bay for a couple hundred bucks. But they’ll still keep good time if you service them and treat them with the respect due to a precision instrument.

Boschett Cave Dweller: that’s a tool watch I picked up about 15 years ago. I wanted a tool watch that could stand up to the beatings my watches take. It is water resistant to 1000m and it should be… it’s built like a bloody bathosphere! Surgical 316 stainless, screw down crown Swiss movement, yadda yadda blah blah blah. He’s still doing good too… no appreciable time loss or gain. 

Seiko Aviator… she’s dead. Quartz watches are passΓ© now… and being a man of distinction and taste…I haven’t gotten round to replacing the battery. I miss it; all my watches are big clock-like affairs. That aviator is small and unobtrusive and I really miss it. 

So basically it’s my mechanical self-winder vs. Grampa’s old manual pocket watch. Who’s going to win? Both are Swiss, both are unpretentious tool watches for working men. This stuff really makes me think. On one hand, it’d be nice to have grandkids to hand these charming relics off to. On the other…looking at the way my daughter turned out…maybe not having grandkids is a blessing in disguise? And on the gripping hand, as Niven would have said… everyone’s all on cell phones these days anyways. No one even needs a watch -much less a mechanical. I am just as obsolete as my watches are. 

And that’s okay! I’m good with it.


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While rummaging in my plunder I found some old mags for my first .22…the little Ruger semiauto. Sooo … I’ve got that back on my list of time wasters. I’m going to shoot it tomorrow and see if I want to get back into it. Almost did it 20 years ago… but who knows.

My age must finally be creeping up on me. I can’t explain what’s going on in my head right now. I feel detached. Indifferent. It’s the damnedest thing. I just read a lunatic that posits that the world runs on game theory. All that matters is what people want, Your place in the world relies on how well you can lie and cheat, and manipulate others. Do it well, and the world is yours. Refuse to play… and you will be meat for the wolves that do. He was one of those hucksters where if you pay for his books and buy subscriptions to his content - you too can become an Alpha Wolf and be a leader of the pack. 

I just see rats. And they’re proliferating too. It’s a tempting mindset: screw the other guy because he’s just gonna screw you! Being hated is nothing to be concerned about! God, karma, rules - those are for losers! The problem with rats and wolves is that if they become a big enough problem… they eventually get shot. Or they kill each other.

As a man proficient with rifles, I don’t fear predators or vermin but I am mindful of them. I watch them with the same intensity they watch me. A few of them have gotten pieces of me over the years; that’s how I learned to respect them and avoid them. They have nothing I want or need, and for now, I can avoid them. But I’m growing uneasy… I feel as if there are forces I can’t see that are in motion, as if wolves are on my trail, and hanging back without revealing their presence. You know they’re there… but don’t have anything to aim at…

Any of you with the hair on the back of your neck standing up right now? Like things are going to go full retard any moment? 

Ughhh. It’s a beautiful spring day. The snow is almost all gone. The dawgz whine for their walk, chores beckon.

Watch your six, fellas. Something doesn’t smell right… and this time it’s not me.