by Commodore on September 23, 2010
Bummed
Today’s state of Mexico is like Deadwood but with fancier guns and bigger buildings. Over the past 2 years, I think people in Mexico have killed more state officials and drug lords than they have mosquitos. I think they shot the recect documentary, Predators in Mexico. And I also think the movie Valhalla Rising is a look at life in modern day Mexico. Good thing Mexico is trying to clean up its image.
Here in the state of Guanajuato, where Roman Catholic conservatives have controlled government for more than 15 years, it is standard procedure to investigate suspected cases of abortion. The fear of being investigated means that even some women who want to be pregnant but have complications or lose the baby “have to think twice about going to a hospital,” said Nadine Goodman, who runs a school for midwives in the Guanajuato town of San Miguel de Allende.
Wonderful. So if you’re thinking of walking the streets or trying to raise a family in parts of Mexico, you might want to rethink the “Mexico” part.
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by Commodore on January 8, 2010
Even the bears have had enough
Here in the west, being of “unpopular” ethnic blood, I consider myself a quite tolerant person (although tall Chinese people make me run for the hills). You understand things differently when you’ve experienced the shittier side of an ethnic joke and you are aware of different global customs. Well, I have just reached the point where I think strict Sharia Law needs Harry Stamper to fly to it, drill 200 feet down into the heart of it, and detonate an atomic bomb, because this is getting ridiculous.
A British woman on a break in Dubai went to police after being raped – but she was arrested for having illegal sex.
Double edged swords are great when giving a life lesson but the “Broken glass studded dipped in AIDS” is a bit much.
The devastated couple were last night understood to be on bail awaiting trial and have had their passports confiscated. They could be jailed for up to six years if found guilty of the illicit sex charge.
That is not a line from a movie script.
The ordeal of the rape victim, a pretty Muslim of Pakistani descent, began after she joyfully accepted a marriage proposal from her boyfriend during a three-day New Year break. She admitted drinking too much afterwards as they celebrated at Dubai Marina’s luxurious Address Hotel – and passed out in a ladies’ loo. The waiter is said to have followed her into the toilets and raped her while she was semi-conscious. Her fiancé was initially unaware of the attack and helped her to their room, where they slept until the next day.
That whole situation seems fishy. She goes to the bathroom, passes out, gets raped and then….did she walk out? Did he go in and find her asleep on the toilet with her pants around her ankles and think nothing of it? (Note to self: Don’t blackout in Dubai.)
But the horror of the rape came back to her when she woke – and the pair went to Jebel Ali police station to report it. Yet unsympathetic cops immediately quizzed them about breaking the emirate’s severe decency rules, which contain elements of Sharia law. Medics were said to have shunned rape case procedures – but made sure they obtained a blood sample from the woman to prove she had been drinking.
That’s like a cop saying, “I see you have been in a horrific car accident, but here’s a ticket for that broken tail light, because broken tailights are illegal.” But hang on a second, how were they arrested for illegal sex?!
“She was trying to report the rape but soon realised the policemen were more interested in how often she has sex with her boyfriend. “They even asked if she did just normal sex or anything else in bed.” Her attacker, who is understood to be Syrian, is believed to have denied rape. He claimed the Briton consented but has also been charged with “illegal sex”.
(Note to self: Take the box of condoms and bottle of whiskey out of packed suitcase and burn the airplane ticket you just bought to Dubai. Tell your girlfriend that getting drunk and boning each other ontop of the world’s tallest building and becoming part of the half-mile high club is not a good idea. Be thankful for the life you have.)
WTF.
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by Commodore on December 4, 2009
But you have to go get it
I am told that the good Lord works in mysterious ways. I don’t find this method that mysterious, however. It actually seems quite logical on this end.
Over three months in 2006, as her five children grew more emaciated and listless by the day, Estelle Walker made no move to find a job, no effort to scrounge up a meal, her kids told a jury yesterday. “We were supposed to wait for God to provide,” said Walker’s oldest daughter, now 21. “And that’s what we did.”
I wonder how that worked out.
At one point, the daughter said, she and her siblings went 11 days without food. When police were at last summoned to the Sussex County cabin by neighbors, investigators found the children so malnourished they had difficulty talking.
How does someone get to believe that a “god” is going to actually provide edible food for her and her family? Was Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs that persuasive? This woman should be put in the loony bin with all the other folk talking to voices in their head.
Walker, 50, of Brooklyn, is charged with four counts of second-degree child endangerment. If convicted, she faces up to 10 years in prison on each count.
See? Nothing “mysterious” about his ways. Makes sense to me.
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by Commodore on July 15, 2009
Adjustments will be needed.
Is a penis like the worst possible thing to see in the world? Is it like the eye on top of whatever mountain that was in Lord of the Rings? Is it like the ark in Raiders of the Lost Ark? Is it like Joey Chestnut’s lipid profile? Because that’s how we treat it.
Bradford Biggers, 51, is accused of exposing himself to a 14-year-old at Typhoon Lagoon over the weekend. He claims he was just adjusting his tight European-style swimsuit. “It’s a very small bathing suit and all I was doing was getting in and out of it.”
So let me get this straight, women can prance around with thongs flossing their ass cheeks (which I love) and have their tits being held in place by a piece of cloth so small it would mimic trying to balance a watermelon on a teaspoon (which I adore) and a dude gets thrown in jail for fixing his junk? World, do you know what it’s like to have the skin from your balls acting as a bonding agent to your inner thigh? It sucks. Literally.
It’s a penis, not a live rape room. I think the 14-year-old girl can handle seeing a penis. In Europe, girls probably get hit by free-wheeling swinging dicks at water parks and it’s seen as good luck. Come on America! let’s purge that Puritan out of us! WTF!
Then again…the guy’s name was Bradford Biggers. That thing probably looked like a sack of laundry. I might have been a little flustered myself.
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by Big Lou Al Timber on May 6, 2009
Shouldn't have smuggled that shit HUH!
I’m not a sympathetic person by nature. If you fuck up I’ll usually tell you that you fucked up and I definitely won’t feel sorry for you. It’s just how I am. I don’t apologize for that and I definitely don’t give a shit about Jane Orobator fussing about her daughter’s condition in a Laos jail.
Now I know “laws” in Laos can be a little confusing, and the Laosian judicial system is about as “just” as a witch hunt, but for fuck sake Jane, your daughter was smuggling half a kilo of Heroin. That’s about a pound, ONE POUND of powder, in Laos of all places! With all due respect, WHAT THE FUCK WAS SHE DOING!?!
“She’s quiet and levelheaded, what you would expect from an average child. She would come visit and I didn’t see anything wrong,” the mother said.”
I’ll tell you what I WOULDN’T expect from a quiet, levelheaded, average child… THIS!
Of course “execution by firing squad” maaaayyy be a bit excessive, I can understand that. But bitch please talk some fucking sense into your daughter. The only people I know in the damn WORLD that would try and smuggle heroin out of Laos are either already dead or suffered extreme brain loss after dropping E 74 times freshman year of college. Come on now, WTF!
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