• Ahoy
• Arrrgh!
• Aye
• Avast!
• Be
• Bilge
• Black Spotted
• Booty
• Hornswaggle
• Landlubber
• Marooned
• Mate
• Me
• Port
• Rigging
• Shiver me timbers
• Starboard
• Ye
• Yer

Richard Red Skelton July 18, 1913 – September 17, 1997

When I was a kid Red Skelton was a standard of comedy. I was known to watch his television show weekly and enjoyed the many characters he portrayed. Sometimes there were interspersed poignant moments of serious reminscing which punctuated the comedy and pantomime slapstick schtick which was the hallmark of the program.

I recall in particular his tribute to his young son Richard who passed from leukemia ten days prior to his tenth birthday. This was at the height of Red Skelton's popularity. It was entitled "Little Boy" and was performed during one of his television shows while he was in costume as a hobo clown character from the previous skit.

Though I recall this performance from my childhood, I never knew the details behind that performance until recently.

He was a performer of radio and television pioneer who did vaudeville, burlesque, night clubs, casinos, and even feature films and short subjects. He authored books and was a big box office draw during the years from 1944 through 1952. He was also an accomplished artist and many of his clown paintings are valued by collectors all over.

He considered making people laugh to be his life's work. His career in comedy spanned 70 years and generations of American audiences. His final year of regularly scheduled television ran through 1971 after which there were public appearances and painting

Red Skelton died on September 17, 1997 at the age of 84 in Rancho Mirage, California from an undisclosed illness.
 

At the risk of who knows what I have resumed the pursuit of magick as it applies to spells, the death and destruction of other humans, and generally raising havoc at the expense of my enemies.

Back in 2011 I had a scary interlude in this regard which caused me to put it down a long while.

Now ... I have resumed. It is interesting to note that my past endeavors involved the passing of three people all of whom succumbed to cancer. I am told that the likelihood that three different people subjected to such influence with the same results is unlikely to be a happenstance event.

The consequences of these black arts are not fully known to me.

It may well be that I will cross some unseen line and lay waste to various things without intent.

However, my list remains and I'm fully immersed in the incantations associated with destruction and death.

Here's to hoping my enemies die before I do.

I'm willing to take those risks associated with additional successful evocations such as that I have known in the past.

There comes a time when a day of reckoning is the only thing that matters. I am there and dragging four others who are presently unaware with me. I can only see what happens. You will remain in the loop.
 

The pitiful state of retail in the United States has me thinking every internet retail establishment should just be allowed to go belly up and crumble into the dusts of time like those brick and mortar counterparts are doing. I have never encounterd a more inept situation of the incompetent handling ecommerce so badly that they shouldn't be allowed to exist. I hate to harp on this but Ann Coulter's dealth squads are simply looking more attractive by the day. The symptomatology of a bunch of people who cannot cultivate much in the way of working thought is simply mind boggling for me personally.
 

I attribute this to the generation raised by idiots who thought their children's feelings matter more than anything else and everybody got a participation trophy. This is where competitiveness and the pursuit of excellence died in the United States. The stupid parents are the fault here and they should suffer the consequences of their children's actions instead of the rest of us. Never having contributed to society and the pervasive leftist indoctrination of the school children is the fault of the republican party for letting it all happen. So now all they can engage are menial employment opportunities where critical thinking and a knowledge base are unnecessary.
 

Case in point. I tried to buy about 30 pairs of fruit of the loom men's briefs in a waist size of 40. The stupid search engines return all kinds of results but when you go there nobody has anything and the so-called search engine simply routes you to people paying them without relevance to what you are looking for and that presence of those items.

Libtard moron thy name is millennial. Curse you and the stupid people from whose products of conception your dumb ass arose.

Duh. Can you say militia and civil war boys and girls ? I fear it's coming.