Category Archives: 2025

Sept 14, 2025 – An Observation

An observation: When playing MWO, there is a mechanism that allows you to remain in the game as a spectator after you are killed, as long as someone else is still alive. You basically watch from the perspective of one of the other pilots still alive on your team.

Often, there will be someone who gets killed, and ends up spectating through my view point. This is all fine and well, but when they feel the need to criticize or try to tell me how to play the game, I have to laugh.

I rarely say it out loud, because I don’t care enough to engage with troublesome assholes, but the thought I have is “Why the hell would anyone take your advice or listen to you? You already died! Now you want to tell me how to die early too? Fuck you, Charly!”

I mean, they obviously aren’t too bright, nor that good at the game. Otherwise, why would they feel the need to tell me how to play?

I suspect they also voted for Trump.

It takes that kind of an idiot.

Trump cross-eyed with a red ball cap that says "FUCKING MORON"

Anyway, that’s just something I’ve noticed, and now I’ve shared it with the world.

So what?

Not important at all, right?

Haha!

Peace sign painted over a sunflower on a blue background, the same color blue as in the Ukrainian flag.

Good night!

~

Be Rude

Excuse me, good and kind people of the Internet. I would like to introduce a topic of discussion that you might be accustomed to avoiding.

This is not as easy for me as you might imagine, I was actually raised to be polite – and I do know how to be polite, my mother did manage to teach me some manners, despite my best efforts to avoid the lessons.

However, I also believe that it is important for us to consider this topic in earnest, even if it is impolite.

It is the reluctance to discuss certain topics in “polite” society that allow for the many crimes against humanity to continue unabated- which include, but are in no way limited to, colonialization, rape, slavery, murder, thievery, genocide, racism, misogyny, criminal and immoral exploitation of the earth and people, and ultimately, the unbridled corruption of the very best of humanity.

Monsters who wear fine clothes and insist they are good people are the ruin of everything we hold dear and precious.

They are the reason we can’t have nice things, to be perfectly blunt.

I say, no more!

It is time to disrupt the dominant paradigm of fuckery.

It is time to be rude.

No more, to this treachery and indecency of faux civility.

I say, defy this terrible abuse of decency, and dare to be rude!

Be rude and talk about the elephant in the room.

Be rude like an innocent child.

Be rude and confront the criminals and monsters with their misdeeds.

Be rude and call out corruption.

Be rude for the good of the order.

Be rude and insist on honesty.

Be rude for the sake of humanity.

Be rude and talk about corruption as the number one problem of humanity – evidenced by people who shamelessly lie, cheat, kill, rape, slave, and do everything and anything else that will further their selfish and short-sighted desires.

Be rude and point out that power breeds corruption, and they grow hand in hand.

Be rude and point out that compassion and kindness are always options.

Be rude and insist that being a billionaire is too much power for unbridled appetites and lazy minds to manage.

Be rude, and disrupt the status quo of quiet, subversive, immoral exploitation that defines predatory capitalism.

Be rude and make it personal instead of just business as usual.

Be rude, and insist that billionaires are not good people simply because they are wealthy.

Be rude and demand less planned obsolescence and disposability.

Be rude and point out that billionaires are not virtuous or good in any way, simply because they hoard wealth and limit access to opportunity for any and all competition.

Be rude and scream about the cruelty of billionaires around the world, evidenced in their hoarding of wealth and opportunity, while not even paying their fair share of taxes.

Be rude and point out that instead of being good people, billionaires are the worst kinds of sociopathic monsters. Billionaires devour and exploit everything they can, and then happily go to sleep each night in a world of their own making, filled with carnage and cruelty, overflowing with all manner of misery, which they could easily relieve or even prevent. Instead of helping others and being the tiniest bit decent, they selfishly choose to ignore their crimes against humanity and continue to hoard even more wealth and opportunity.

Be rude and do the right thing, stand up to this greed, tyranny, and never-ending abuse.

Be rude and shout at your lazy cowardly neighbors and representatives who refuse to stand up and join the fight against the oppressor.

Be rude and insist that the apathetic slobbish parasites on the billionaire’s payroll develop some concern and solidarity with decent people, or else be marked as the enemy.

Be rude and insist that this terrible injustice not be normalized or accepted.

Be rude and tell those who say you are over-reacting to look beyond their privilege and wake the fuck up.

Be rude and tell the fascist criminal MAGA class to fuck off.

Be rude and demand actions of atonement instead of shallow and craven platitudes and lip service in exchange for forgiveness.

Be rude and remember the cowards who sold us all out, and who invited the current catastrophe of corruption.

Be rude and demand better, and remember that actions speak louder than words.

Be rude and demand that billionaires be relieved of the burdens of criminally hoarded wealth, and make them pay reparations to society.

Be rude and outshine the incompetent and inept.

Be rude and speak truth to power.

Be rude, and live up to your true potential.

Be rude and choose compassion and community over corruption and exploitation.

Be rude and refuse to accept the self-limiting shit they are trying to force down your throats.

Be rude, and remove their boot from your throat.

Be rude and fight back.

Be rude and show up to protest.

Be rude and tell the oppressor to fuck off.

Be rude and watch them lose their shit.

Be rude and have a good laugh.

Be rude and change the world.

Be rude and live a better life.

Be rude, for your sake and mine.

Be a rude-ass bitch.

I double-dog dare you.

Be RUDE!

Rude Dude - Animated gif of some hippy looking around, giving you the bird, and then smirking.

Floodgates

When the floodgates open, everything is laid waste.

The deluge of pent up energy escaping from its former restraint will devastate what has been so carefully laid out in its shadow.

In an instant, a roaring cleansing of everything.

Gone now – a moment of violence that can never be taken back.

What is not washed away is buried beneath the surface that now covers the rest of your life.

Submerged and lurking dangers circle and swirl all around you.

The coldness clenches your chest, your lungs fight to expand.

There is no remaining still, you must move.

Tread water for a moment.

Breathe as deeply as you can.

Listen to your heartbeat.

Beware the margins of change, scan the horizon.

Swim for shore, alternating strokes as you go.

Reach and pull yourself through, kicking with all you’ve got.

Find a place to stand, and then start again.

Like day follows night, and night follows day, each breath brings another.

We are a pattern laid out over time.

Cycles revealed in the swirling eddies of what once was.

Glittering reflections of memories dancing in the glare of new opportunity.

Let the water carry you, but do not let it swallow you.

Swim through chaos.

Rise and stand again.

When the floodgates open, it is time to take to the high ground.

~

The Power of One More

 

Strength is not always a measure of the force your muscle mass can produce.

There is strength in numbers, for instance.

When you and several others show up together, you can achieve greater strength.

This is a basic fact of the world, even a child understands this.

Shouting Power

Each additional voice raised in protest amplifies the original voice.

The sound of a crowd screaming for justice carries exponential power in the fear it creates for those who exploit the planet.

As people around the world stand up and fight off autocratic fascists and goons, there is a shifting power balance.

People who recognize the power they hold become an indomitable force.

Fear and Loathing

Once you have more than a few people gathered, the term “mob” comes up. A mob has its own rules, its own psychology, its own dynamics that can become quite destructive.

A mob, once activated, has the power to completely disrupt the power dynamic of a city.

The rich and powerful who normally have a monopoly on the means of violence are confronted with a simple and powerful truth: they are outnumbered.

Outnumbered by the angry masses who they lie to, steal from, and generally hold in contempt.

They will lie and cheat their way back to power if the mob lets them.

Although lots of them don’t, as you can see if you read the history of how these things have played out in the past.

Show Up

Those who are rich and powerful are naturally very sensitive to losing their advantage.

When they are confronted with a mob of angry people, they cave.

Trump is the perfect example. Shitty two-faced coward who always chickens out.

Mean cat meme, Trump and Vance are the crying bitches telling the cat to stop saying that - the cat replies "You are a taco!"

So just show up and let your presence amplify the fear the fascists live by.

You don’t even have to get violent – you just need to show up.

That is the power we have. We can scare the shit out of them.

However, we can only exercise this power when enough of us show up and raise our voice.

Peace sign painted over a sunflower on a blue background, the same color blue as in the Ukrainian flag.

So show up when there are protests.

Support your community.

Make a difference – show up.

Each person adds an exponential power boost to the equation.

So show the fuck up.

PLEASE.

SHOW UP!