Bill the Butcher

      “Better get out of the way if you can’t lend your hand because times, they are a changing!”   So wrote the Prophet, Bob Dylan back in 1964 CE. Each generation since has applied these immortal words to their situation. And, with respect each generation does address challenges seemingly unique to each particular era but when you stand back and look over the scope of history as a whole the axiom, “The more things change, the more they stay the same” becomes clear. It doesn’t matter if it’s an iPhone or a wall phone it’s the same teenager glued to it with the same old conversation. Just different hairstyles.   Grog knocked Ms Grog in the head in 10,000 years BC and Fly Boy passed a joint to Supra Sister yesterday. The song remains the same. So, what’s gonna happen when Trump takes the oath on January 20 th ? Emperors, kings, and Popes have come and gone and left their fading mark on history. And the present generation will judge all of them by current standard...

      Back in 1917 America was sucked into what would be World War I. The war to end all wars. If it was the war to end all wars why did they have to give it a number? They gave it a number because in only twenty-four years Europe came begging and pleading again because them nasty old Germans were, yet again, acting like a bunch of Krauts!   We took a short break and then we went into The “Cold” war on March 12, 1947 which lasted until December 3, 1989. And what was a “Cold” war? Again, pulling Europe out of the fire while the Russians, Chinese, and all the ships at sea developed a huge nuclear arsenal that they pointed right at us! When Russia discombomarated peace in our time was declared, which lasted about eleven years until Vladimir Putin took over the reins in Moscow. Ra Ra Raputin! Even though the Berlin Wall was flat and a children’s playground sat on top of Hitler’s bunker Europe started screaming, pissing, and slinging snot and even though we didn’t jump on...

      Sometimes the hand of God even gets involved in things that you’d think He wouldn’t notice. When I saw Jake Paul bow to Mike Tyson I got this warm fuzzy from hell. And, as I’ve been known to do, I wrote this Gen Z hating bunch of patriotic crap about the good old days where men were men, women were women, and sheep were nervous. God, it was beautiful! Talking about how back in the old days we knew entertainment from news and we went to movies to be entertained and, now get this: We knew Superman couldn’t fly. Boomers were smart like that. All but Tinkerbell. I wanted to marry her at eight years old. I’ve been attracted to short chicks ever since.   Right about the time I was blocking and texting it the article just disappeared! I mean I saved it after putting in a picture of two sets of boxing gloves in an empty ring and there weren’t nothing left ‘cept the first paragraph.  Now I’m not saying this has never happened to me, but I am saying that it hasn’t h...

     Blood Atonement   Blood Atonement is the belief that Jesus did not atone for certain types of sins, so the sinner must atone for these sins by being killed.   This was first taught by the Mormon Church leaders in the mid-1850s but the current church claims that it was never put into practice, claiming that it only refers to capital punishment. This is the story of one little girl who did not accept the definition.

  “Right over here detective,” the motorcycle patrolman motioned Chief Homicide Detective Plano to the car containing a body.   Detective Plano sipped his coffee as he walked over and peered into the automobile. “Christ!” he exclaimed. Inside was a body with its pants down to its knees. But only the torso was in the driver’s seat.   “Where is his head?” Plano asked.   In the passenger’s seat detective,” the officer answered.   Looking up from the body Plano straightened up and began to circle the car to the passenger side. As he did, he asked the patrolman, “Any witnesses?”   “Two kids over there up here looking for love.”   “Looking into the passenger window Plano said, “Well,  we seem to have gathered most of the parts.” Johnson’s decapitated head rested in the passenger seat, facing forward, with a rose stuck in his mouth.   “Yes sir. We’re waiting for forensics to work with that.”   “Are they going to put it back on?”    Ex...