Tuesday, May 14, 2013


(President Joker is drowning in his own hubris.)

Yesterday, the Dragon Lady had an appointment.  So I cooked my own vittles.  I prepared beef and French fries.  The task wasn't too difficult.  My magnificent Phillips air-fryer did most of the work.

Jim refused to study.  He played Starcraft instead.  My eldest son's a video crackhead.  But what's a daddy to do?  I'm tired of being a hard-ass.  Sadly, poor old Smith's been defeated by a 12-year-old boy.  What a pisser.

I finished season seven of Weeds.  I enjoy the series a lot.  American television is experiencing a true renaissance.  The networks are producing some real gems.

I prayed to the Christ God.  I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees.  And why not?  I refuse to live my life like a filthy nihilist.

I went to bed at 10 p.m.  I didn't dream.  I woke up at 6 a.m.  I drank coffee and read the paper.  A Korean man hit a woman on the head with a hammer.  Then he dumped her body in the ocean.  He's now in jail.

I turned on Fox News.  The IRS has been auditing anti-Obama organizations.  This news doesn't surprise me.  President Joker reminds me of Nixon.  He's drowning in his own hubris.  

Anyway, it's currently 3:30 p.m.  I'm knackered.

Talk to you later.  God bless.  


  1. Ah, Mr. Smith, what a shame that James got away with playing Starcraft. You had the right idea, IMHO, of using that as a tool to make him study. But you've gotta be consistent. Inconsistency teaches kids they can get away with stuff if they just keep pushing the boundaries. You probably already know that. It's not easy to constantly ride herd on a kid (or the crazy people I deal with at work.) But that's part of being a wise grown-up, as opposed to a person who's just grown old. Remember that you are in command, you know what's best, and you will be vigilant about making sure the rules are followed.

    In a way, hitting is easier than suspending a privilege such as using the computer. When a parent beats a child, then BAM! and it's done. Enforcing the rules like "No computer unless there is X amount of study" is a long-term task, like Roman legions guarding the frontier against barbarians that might cross at any time, or maybe never. But the legions cannot relax their surveillance.

    I am enjoying being the stern parent on the psych ward more and more. This is odd for me, because I'm a laid-back hippie type at heart. However, I see that too much tolerance leads to things getting out of control. I lay down the law to the patients, like this one pathetic heroin addict who's constantly begging for nicotine gum and nicotine-laden cartridges for his smokeless inhaler. He gets one per hour, and no matter how much he wheedles or blusters, the rules are the rules.

    I also explain the rationale, because that's what wise people do. Authoritarians just say "NO!" Too much nicotine over-stimulates people, making them more jittery and aggressive. I repeat that like a mantra, same phrase over and over, because he keeps asking for the same thing over and over. Unlike some people, who wear themselves out trying to thing of fresh replies to repetitive questions, I reckon that if a patient is mentally dull enough to say the same thing incessantly, they're going to be dull enough that they won't notice that they're getting the same response every time. Or eventually they'll give up and go away.

    Would that work with your #1 son -- "You can't use the computer until you study X hours" over and over. Does it have a detachable power cord, or other device that you could take away to disable game-playing? Having that literally in your hands would be an effective way of thwarting any sneaky game-playing when you're not watching.

    In a way, I have it easier than you. When one of my "children" gets out of line, I can force them into a room and lock the door (even if I have to call a team of security guards to do the hands-on hard-man stuff) and/or whip out a syringe (we call 'em "harpoons") full of tranquilizers to take the patient down a few notches. That's kind of like hitting with the Spoon of Justice, though. If James was screaming in anger, throwing furniture or trying to punch you and the DL, even I would say it's time for some spoontang.

    It's a shame you don't have access to intramuscular Haldol or Nozinan, Mr. Smith. Although James's learning abilities would not be improved if he felt like his brain was wrapped in cotton wool. I know that feeling, because one time before I became a nurse, I unwittingly took a whopping big dose of Haldol and turned into a zombie for three days. It led me to form one of my guiding principles for life -- "Never buy drugs from Jesus." Long story there, though, and I've prattled on long enough here.

    1. Jim's doing fine.

      He doesn't need meds.

      Life's just hard because he's an American trapped in Asia. He'll get his sea legs.


  2. It's kind of an insult to the Joker to have Obama compared to him. At least the Joker has some personal integrity. Yes, he's a psychopath but at least he has a code of personal conduct and has dedicated himself to a cause. Delusional or not, he believes he is doing the right thing. The Joker is nobody's puppet - he is his own man. Obama not so much.

    James is testing boundaries. He's trying to determine how much power he can weild in the parent/child relationship. When you give in it reinforces his sense of power and then things go topsy turvey and he's the one in control. That being said, I can understand your dilemma and your quest for peace at almost any cost. Parenting is a tough, thankless job with questionable reward. Hang in there, Smith. Can you ground him to his room without any entertainment? Just him and his school work for a certain time period each day? You have to take back your power and turn a deaf ear to the complaining.

    Peace to you brother Smith.


    1. I can't be bothered being a hard-ass.

      If he doesn't want to study, so be it.

      The poor kids doesn't get home from school till 5:30. How much book-learning can a child endure before cracking?


  3. While I agree he's a Nixon about to happen. These are different times, nobody cares because they are playing angry birds on their phones. Obama could come out as a Muslim Kenyan at this point and if he dances in a youtube clip with JAY Z he will still be popular.


    1. I'm not sure what will happen. But he's pissed off the media. That's big. The love affair might be over.



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