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The “Bad Dad” narrative that’s wrecking lives ▲ Joe: the surrogate dad who became a superstar▲ The “humankind-as-God” lie pin-heads and Commies are pushing ▲ How God is the original “Bad Dad” ▲ Madonna, “smasher of the patriarchy” (!) ▲ How and where Brother Larry found the Sinners’ Sunday chapel ▲ All this and more in this special Father’s Day episode
L.A. plague – IN PROGRESS • Will AI be the end of mankind? • Why technology will always be beatable • The great equalizer nobody talks about • Larry bitch slaps LA’s empty-suit mayor… right after Dr. Drew does!• Medieval times come to Los Angeles – Bubonic, TB, Typhus – take your pick, or grab all three! • Live phone call from deadly Italian ship wreck • The ghost in Larry’s machine
Technology – one of the most over used words. I’ve seen it used in advertising for driveway gravel. Of course, it’s fun – especially for guys. Men are gadget freaks and all technology falls under the guise of gadgetry. Does it matter whether it’s a toaster or a rocket thruster? We get immense satisfaction out of making something – anything – and then, once plugging it in or lighting the fuse or pulling the trigger, exclaiming “Holy shit! It WORKS!”
I had a girlfriend who had a pet hamsters. I found them repulsive – like most rodents. And one of the little bastards escaped in her apartment. She was overwrought. I feigned concern but didn’t really give a shit. Then I realized, if that thing crawled into the wall and croaked, the place would reek and I’d probably be nominated to deal with the mess. So I made a trap. With a design I recalled Elmer Fudd using in a Bugs Bunny cartoon. Shoebox, stick, string, with a wad of peanut butter in a dish on the kitchen floor. She scoffed. My trap “looked stupid.”
It looked a lot like this. But mine had a string tied to the stick – kind of an important detail.
Within 20 minutes, hamster was captured, unharmed. My heroism and my technological ingenuity was rewarded. Generously. Enthusiastically. Repeatedly.
For a long time, one of Hollywood’s antagonists has been AI. And now, it’s here, and people are freaking out. I’m not. My trap may have looked stupid, but many people are stupid, and people created AI.
Los Angeles has a huge stupid population, concentrated in City Hall. Biggest gang of fucktards you ever saw. Some years ago, the City Council made a big announcement. They passed a MORATORIUM on murder, for 48 hours. ( It was over some holiday weekend.)
Morons applauded. Cops laughed. Non mouth-breathing citizens jeered and mocked the City Council. And the gangs, who also can read, took it as a challenge. They revised their drive-by schedule as an “oh yeah? Hold my beer” reply to the City Council. And murders increased that weekend. Sharply. That’s how fucking stupid LA politicians are. Catastrophically stupid. (How stupid? See a major thoroughfare re-painted with lane lines and crosswalks. See that same street re-paved a week later. And re-painted again – a week after that. I’ll tell you who isn’t stupid. The paint contractor. He’s rich.)
So now, epidemiologists and other doctors, who tend not to be mouth breathers, are warning of a medieval style plague in LA, mostly due to the massive homeless population with zero sanitation. The filth is indescribable. After a very rainy winter, the rat population is booming and so Bubonic plague is a lead-pipe cinch.
And people are worried about AI?
Here are some images of decay in the City of Angels. This is what stupid, Lefty politicians do. It wasn’t always this way. They did this.
Cruise ships are floating temples of technology, aren’t they? I mean, it takes a lot of know-how to pack theme parks and casinos and restaurants and nightclubs and theaters and swimming pools onto a vessel that can sail around the world, doesn’t it? Yet, ships sink every day. And this one, the MSC Opera, went haywire and crashed into a dock in Venice. Here’s the thrilling video.
The crew said the ship’s controls were unresponsive. I bet a rat chewed through some wire at the helm.
How to salvage a dying friendship ■ Why are friendships so hard to find? ■ What’s a real friend? ■ Troubling trends in friends ■ Larry’s S&G friendship factor ■ Larry’s Victoria’s Secret friends ■ What’s happened to buddy movies? ■ Larry solves a listener’s problem: should she give a cheater a 2nd chance? ■ When does popularity peak? ■ If you’ve ever been lonely, this is your episode!
3 spiritual ingredients for a great life ■ What’s in your God food? ■ Why has God become un-cool? ■ Are you spiritually starving? ■ The always open, always fresh, all-you-can-eat, absolutely free, God Buffet ■ Who are the truly cool people? ■ How did they get that way? ■ How YOU can become FEARLESS ■ All this and more in this belly-filling episode of Sinners’ Sunday
Larry’s adventure in the Iron Triangle ▲ The Ford that almost killed him ▲ How do you find a real expert?▲Technician vs mechanic – what’s the difference? ▲ Ways experts kill you – or at least maim you ▲How to spot phony experts ▲The truth Larry found at a toxic dump ▲ The expert who made Larry look like a clown ▲ Idiots who pose as experts ▲ All this and more in yet another episode that can save your life!
More often than not, when I wrap up and post an episode (usually in the wee small hours of the morning), I have a head slap moment. Why the hell didn’t I mention this or that? Then, I swear to myself that in the morning, I’ll add here whatever I failed to mention in the show. In the morning, distractions prevail and sometimes my “ah-ha” thought just evaporates in the recesses of my mind.
Not this time. Albeit, it’s morning two days later.
This episode is about experts and how so many of them are full of shit. Primarily those who claim their “expert” status based on some academic degree. To all those experts, let me issue a decidedly hostile and blanket fuck you, you’re full of shit. Unless their expertise is proven in some tangible, real world context, they are not experts, they’re just seat-warmers who absorbed and regurgitated information to the satisfaction of other ersatz experts. Until they prove themselves, they should shut the fuck up.
But even experts with proven chops are frequently wrong. History is packed with moments when experts shit the bed with their expert opinions. Early in his career, Einstein said nuclear energy was impossible. Western Union, the telegraph outfit, said telephones had no practical application. The CEO of IBM didn’t think the market for computers would ever exceed a few hundred. And so on.
William Goldman, the guy who wrote Butch Cassidy & The Sundance Kid, famously said of Hollywood, ‘nobody knows nuthin’. He’d have been more correct if he’d not limited the scope to Hollywood, but to the species.
Long ago, I owned a Ford LTD that was trying to kill me. It would stall, without warning, at highway speed. In my quest to find a mechanic who could accurately diagnose it, I journeyed to a wondrous place in Queens NY. They called it the Iron Triangle. There, hundreds of freelance automotive repair guys – none of whom had any degrees or certifications or licenses or any of the imprimaturs of officialdom – would fix cars for a fraction of the cost charged by the thieves working at licensed repair shops and car stealerships. Iron Triangle guys had no garages – they worked in corrugated steel stalls – many with tarps for a roof. No heat. Mud floors. No sidewalk. No sewers. No pavement. Hand-painted signage. They built their clientele the old fashioned way – word of mouth.
The Iron Triangle was fantastic. It was an authentic, organic, grimy, hazardous, wild and loud corner of Queens where soccer moms and guys who wore Dockers and penny loafers dared not enter. I loved it. As a small kid, I visited it many times with my dad, who also never wore Dockers or penny loafers. He was a big DIY guy. I miss him every day of my life.
I rarely get back to New York. Somewhere, in the back of my mind, I had a vague plan of visiting the Iron Triangle – which was actually named Willets Point. Now, I must scratch that plan, for the Iron Triangle is no more. Just as Times Square is no more and so much of the New York I grew up in has vanished forever. It’s been corporatized and sanitized and it’s fucking boring.
Where does Michael hide his wings?
Billionaire Michael Bloomberg, who must have modeled for the flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz, decided, in his elitist purview, that the Iron Triangle was a big blemish on his city. So he and a cabal of social – engineering shit-heads bulldozed the fucking place a few years ago. By now, their multi-billion-dollar dream redevelopment – housing, schools, and of course a MALL, should have been completed. But it hasn’t even broken ground.
Bloomberg’s long gone and his scummy successors are still fighting over the spoils, so now, instead of Willets Point being a place where hundreds of guys could make up to six figures doing hard work, and an entire city – hell, the Tri-State area – could get a bargain in automotive repair – Willets Point is now a multi-acre puddle of oily mud, weeds and birdshit.
To sell their sleazy plan, of course they brayed about “the children.” There were no children for miles. They brayed about jobs. Minimum wage jobs at Costco or Starbucks or Bed Bath & Beyond. The fact is, all those unlicensed mechanics and upholsterers and pipe benders already had fucking jobs. Jobs of their own creation that netted them a living of $70, $80, $90 or sometimes in excess of $100k. Jobs that supported families and carried mortgages. Any jobs pay that kind of money at Olive Garden or Costco? Fuck no. Those are slave jobs, with near zero opportunity for advancement – just the way douche bags like Bloomberg and now Commie elitist mayor DiBlowzio like ‘em. Elitist scum. Fuck them. Fuck them all. And fuck all self anointed “experts.”
Watch this space for another shitty, cookie-cutter mall.
What happens when you learn you have an 8 year-old child? ■ Should old (romantic) acquaintance be forgot? ■ Do people ever change? ■ What level of lie is acceptable? ■ How should you handle a liar? ■ What makes a father a good father? ■ When to trust/when to verify? ■ How dangerous can one old flame be? ■ How to leave the past in the past
6 reasons everyone is pissed off ▲ Easy ways to decompress ▲ The worst thing about prison ▲ What happens when we’re overcrowded? ▲ Why anger management is a load of crap ▲ How and why corporations are deliberately triggering you ▲ How Larry gets triggered at supermarket deli departments ▲ Why L.A. is still better than N.Y. ( but they both suck) ▲ Are we all becoming Frank Booth?
How to ID a liar ● What thing makes you unbeatable? ● Did J.C. like to fish? ● What group of American politicians look and sound like another from 2,000 years ago? ● How did Peter piss off authorities? ● What’s a more accurate phrase for the battle between good and evil? ● What ominous prediction did J.C. give Peter? ● What social media Terms of Service really are ● All this and more in this Sinners’ Sunday
Are you ready for alien sex? ▼ Will pointy alien chicks conquer Earth? ▼ Would you swipe right for a hot alien chick? ▼ Which psycho killer may have been an alien? ▼ Do alien chicks have 12-inch tongues with the power to shatter your skull? ▼ Which two prestigious colleges have morons who think aliens can save earth from bad weather? ▼ Why are climate change hustlers like Jehovah’s Witnesses? ▼ What must you do when a stranger sighs? ▼ All this and more in an out-of-this-world episode!
Commie-hatin’ haikus – written by listeners! ● What are the 2 types of Commies? ● Who is the most famous ‘useful idiot?’ ● Dangerous Commie words you need to know ● Why Communism is like herpes ● Bernie Sanders – exposed, shredded and boxed ● What is at the real core of Communism? ● Dropping a deuce on the Commie High Holy Day
But mine had a string tied to the stick – kind of an important detail.
