(Michael Brown was no gentle giant.)
Yesterday, I didn't enjoy a traditional dinner. I ate several hunks of apple pie instead. The Dragon Lady purchased the pastry at Costco. It cost ten dollars. I washed the vittles down with a large glass of generic cola. Unfortunately, poor old Smith has little cash, so I can only afford the off-brands. Yet I remain thankful. At least I wasn't born in Liberia.
I downloaded the latest episode of The Strain. I'm starting to warm to the show. Death by disease is downright terrifying--especially with the current Ebola scare. The Strain effectively exploits our primordial fear of sickness. For instance, would you kiss an uncle infected with AIDS on the forehead? Or would you prefer to politely keep your distance? This strong aversion to viruses and bacteria is built into our brains as we mature in the womb.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. No big surprise. I'm not some filthy pagan. I asked Jesus to teach my wife some basic manners. She often hurls terrible insults at her loving husband. I used to believe that hitting a woman was a horrible crime. Now I wonder if Ray Rice got a bum rap from the feminist powers-that-be. Just saying.
(Running back Ray Rice knocked his fiancee out cold in an elevator.)
I went to bed at 10 p.m. I had a dream about driving through Venice, Louisiana. I parked in front of a red building. The door was locked. I walked across the highway toward a yellow building. That door was locked, too. I nearly got hit by a car for my troubles.
I woke up at 6 a.m. and drank several cups of coffee. Then I read the paper while enjoying a bathroom break. A lot of middle aged Koreans aren't getting sex from their husbands. In fact, according to the survey, twenty-five percent haven't had coitus in over a month. Stress seems to be the main culprit for this lack of affection.
I turned on Fox News. The shooting in Ferguson, Missouri is still dominating the headlines. But the victim Michael Brown wasn't some innocent gentle giant. Far from it. In fact, Big Mike was caught on camera committing robbery and assault a mere three hours before his death. So I'm not throwing this cop in prison just yet. If a criminal that size approached me in a threatening manner, I'd shoot him, too.
Anyway, it's time to don our tinfoil hats. Here's Paul Craig Roberts. He believes the American dollar will soon die.