The Bus Bench

RIP Norman Mailer

A clip that I got from Mick Farren's site. Mick Farren one of the few people who isn't bullshit and there is so much bullshit out there...

Norman Mailer

January 31, 1923-November 10, 2007

No more talk on the WGA Strike

No more talk on the WGA Strike at least not at The Bus Bench. It's not that I don't support them, I do, but television isn't the most important thing in the world.

Looking at the blogosphere the television writers seem to have alot of help. There are people who are busboys, cashiers and other jobs that aren't cool who aren't getting paid crap and those people aren't getting any coverage at all.

I think it's just a little unbalanced.

It was like that time those reporters got roughed up during the May 1st Immigrant's Rights Rally. Regular people get punched, pushed and beat by cops all of the time, but the press seemed overly concerned because it was people on "their" team. Not in a wow think about what the cops would do if there were not cameras in plain sight, but in a you don't hit us, we're the press.

That's a pig cop's attitude right there. Cops do this us against them attitude.

Reporters aren't supposed to have a team.

It's called being objective.

As an writer/artist/supermodel I don't give a shit about other writer/artist/supermodels . I don't want to be their friend. I don't want to have a little team where we all cheer for each other. I don't want to be their comrade. I don't want to protect them. I don't care about them more than I would another human being. In fact I rather they not like me, because then I won't get sucked into groupthink. Nothing is more scary than someone with access to a vehicle with words that doesn't know how to think.

That's more dangerous than a gun.

I care about human beings. I don't put a higher value on human beings who do the same thing I do.

I'm not 12. I don't need a club to make me feel good about myself.

Drugs are quite effective in making me feel good about myself.

I also don't have to give drugs Christmas gifts or listen to five hour conversations about if a guy does or does not like them.

A writer that becomes the story (in a whiny bitch kind of fashion,"oh god!!! why did you hit me, that hurt, you're so unfair, you can not do that, that's against the rules...whine, whine, whine..." and not in the cool Hunter Thompson gonzo kind of way) is a bit of bullshit, just my opinion. I'm for the strike, but I'm not for writers sucking up everyone else's editorial resources, especially since the vast majority of people who work in television don't give a fuck about anyone, but themselves.

I support you guys, but fuck. You selfish bastards make it hard. I know you WGA television bastards have no problem walking into a non-union grocery store, doing lunch at an eatery where the people in the back are paid under the table or buying clothes made by little kids, but you know your assholishness doesn't make me wish bad things upon you.

I'm just not going to let my vehicle be used to help people who don't need my help.

I don't watch television, (even though I didn't watch it before) that helps right? Killing the reason for advertising is how people would help strikers correct?

So if another Bus Bencher writes a post in regards to the strike I'm going to have to cut your nuts off.

Browne Molyneux, Editor and publisher of Shametrain LA squat of The Bus Bench.

Scabs and scurrying producers scream: TITS!

Yes, ladies and gentlemen: when it comes to the end, there is but one way to whip round and get the whip going. That way is with tits and assess, and there is nothing like "reality teevee" to make sure the "writers'" strike does not damage the artless absence that is sure to send the crayon-eating cretins into a fin-flapping fever.
One might think that the the L.A. Times (an entity what should be well-know for its diminishing returns at the annual April UCLA book festival) and the Book Expo America (for which I were in town the last time it was here—2004—by the hair of a Queens' DA's chinny-chin-chin as well as the strange permission of the FBI, NSA, et al, etc., and all that—so watch out!) would take advantage of it all, seeing as the melodrama what defines Los Angeles is all but screaming about "months of strike!"

In the meantime, there are those who, looking to fuck Adam Smith with a pine cone even as they anticipated Ann Rand by way of her own "daddy," Milty Friedman, want the teeveee "writers" to be granted their "rights." To the entire lot I offer as much charity as their teevee shows offer anything:

See you at UCLA, if not the Convention Center, boys and girls!

-BusTard

Cocaine vs. cannabis: World Prices in 2005

Unlike the ridiculously serious media of America, a demeanour of which is made all the more appalling for the ludicrous subjects promoted, the straight-ahead mindset with a dash of humour found in rags such as The Economist (always one of my favourites) allows folk to figure out which way they want to think about things that most media will not mention without overtly peddling some agenda.

Here are two examples:

Cocaine

Cannabis

YOU decide!

-BusTard

Screen"writers" walk out; television reruns roll in. . .

Screenwriters walk out; television reruns roll in. . .

If anyone can tell us the difference, please do not hesitate to to tell us.

Blogger Blooper in Print Edition of The Post

There is nothing like when the planets align in a malicious fashion to know the print out of news: a pun, a typo, double entendre, news as news, scandal, pols, all done in black and white—and read all over!

In the 01 Nov 2007 edition of the NY Post, on p.5 (bottom right), a piece of filler slugged “Blogger Pair $ocks Clinton,” tell how Hillary is the focus of a formal complaint by bloggers Matthew Margolis and Mark Noonan. In the Thursday filing with the Federal Election Commission and citing their own sources as coming from none other than The Post and the L.A. Times, The Post reports that the complaint was about “apparent regularities in Chinatown-based donations” and how “one donor is listed under an address for a hemorrhoid clinic.”

So much for “regular” being good!

-BusTard

Dear India. Love Always. USA

If Pakistan goes completely crazy and kills India will that mean that when I call an 800 number the person answering the phone will be from Cleveland again or will it default to Pakistan?

Maybe India is getting too middle class to thriftily take care of the American public’s customer service needs.

The US government doesn’t seem that concerned about the whole Pakistan tends to get mad and slaps India, yeah I know the US government pretends like they are concerned, but in an “it’s not you; it’s me kind of a way.”

Does the US want to break up with India and go out with a girl that’s less demanding?

Is this a I'm not touching you game?

Browne, Shametrain LA

Green Cancer. Fresh and Easy. 11/03

A new grocery store is coming to town and it’s Fresh and Easy.

“Is that a new kind of virgin?” drunken hairless wookie.

No dumbass. It is a grocery store that is little and hip like Trader Joe’s BUT with a twist. It’s owned by a big corporation.

It’s owned by Tesco, which is a gigantic company from the UK. The starting pay for a LA employee is ten dollars per hour.

“Three store employees have already been promoted to management level based on outstanding performances,” Tesco press release.

Those of you that have experienced the joy of being an hourly wage slave understand that being promoted to “management” means you no longer get overtime.

What a great reward.

I don’t know about you, but ten dollars per hour in LA is practically slavery (oh notice in the press release the coded language of how it’s less in Arizona and Nevada, but still competitive, I guess compared to working in a sweatshop in Guatemala.)

I understand you guys have good PR people, but ten dollars per hour is nothing, especially considering I made 7.50 per hour over ten years ago in high school.

I pay five dollars for a day pass.

“The food is organic and cheap,” cheap person.

I don’t understand people who think that it’s safer for the community to have organic food than it is to have a populace than can provide itself with shelter though a livable wage. If only ten percent of the population can afford organic food and the rest of the population doesn’t have health care, how safe do you think that ten percent will be in the long term?

Food isn’t supposed to be cheap. It’s supposed to cost a little more than what you put in your car. Maybe if Americans weren’t such fat hogs, they wouldn’t need cheap food so they could buy lots and lots of it and overstuff themselves with the organic versions of crap.

Half of the people I see at Nature Mart are a little pudgy.

Maybe fat people have an addiction which is why they think buying cheap food is ok, even though the people who serve it to them don’t get paid anything.

“You have no issue with the whole this guy isn’t getting paid?” me.

“It’s organic and I need lots of cheap organic food, look at my fat ass. I need to keep my fat ass healthy so I can get green cancer,” fat organic person.

These Fresh and Easy people are pieces of work.

They have a recycling program and a blog and their site is GREEN.

How cool and modern.

I’m confused at a green movement that doesn’t seem to include paying people.

The cost of food isn’t breaking people. It’s the not having livable wages and not being able to make rent and pay for health insurance. If something new is being produced and it’s one dollar, there is a problem. Whether it is food or clothes, someone is eating it. The person usually eating it is the person hunched over the sewing machine or bent over in the dirt or standing at the register.

“The food is organic and it is cheap,” Mr. Idiocracy.

The cheap food isn’t the point. The being grown organically isn’t the point. The point is big corporations that get tax breaks should pay livable wages and if they don’t they shouldn’t be able to green their way into good guy status.

Is the American public that Fresh and Easy?

by Browne