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.
 

Kitty Carlisle September 3, 1910 - April 17, 2007

Catherine Conn aka Kitty Carlisle and Kitty Carlisle Hart was an actress of stage and screen and singer who frequented the game show circuit dressed to the nines when I was a boy.

She is best remembered as a regular panelist on the television game show To Tell the Truth from 1956 through 1978.

Among the other programs to be seen on the black and white televisions of that era were Password, Match Game, Missing Links, and What's My Line? and I saw most of these regularly in my pursuit of after hours entertainment at home.

She was typically upbeat, pleasant, witty, and urbane and had an easy smile — simply the perfect game show contestant who could garner interest in what she was all about while delving into the topic before her and the television camera.

She was on the New York State Council on the Arts for 20 years and luckily did not live to see her beloved New York City suffer at the hands of an elected libtard democrat governor and mayor as it has declined in this day.

She was awarded the National Medal of Arts in 1991 and became inducted into the American Theater Hall of Fame in 1999.

Kitty Carlisle passed on April 17, 2007, from prolonged pneumonia secondary to congestive heart failure in her Upper East Side Manhattan apartment, with her son at her bedside.

She is interred at Ferncliff Cemetery in Hartsdale, New York next to her late husband Moss Hart.
Rest in peace.
 

So when it came to the Bill and Ted's franchise, I wasn't so much the fan of Keanu Reeves. I'm afraid Point Break didn't do it for me either ...

But I wasn't even a fan of Swayze per se til later and Ghost.

Then there were a few tidbits which sparked my curiosity and interest. Johnny Mnemonic had me going with it's high tech spin and hilarious Ice Tea talking tech smack and then The Matrix franchise kept me going in that same technological kick ass genre as well.

The movie Speed really didn't float my boat ... but something about an endangered love interest rather sullied the experience for me ... not that the diversity of his work isn't impressive otherwise.

Constantine and his classic The Day the Earth Stood Still remake were both well within those 'bad is good" parameters I enjoy and the effects were really appropriate and I thought the preparatory touches to be thought provoking.

By the time he hit me with John Wick and those which followed I was well into that genre which was Keanu the warrior and I was really impressed with the over-the-top choreography and the multitude of weapons, mass destruction, and of course ... all the clothes, cars, and gold coins.

Baba yaga is pretty much the present status with me and I always have great respect for a scrapper. John Wick remains the scrapper extraordinare. Killa.

So here I am the ready and willing John Wick fan to the end.

Keanu Charles Reeves is a Canadian actor of Lebanese extraction born September 2, 1964. He also delves into authorship, writing comics, directing, and performing with a band. He was born in Beirut, Lebanon and raised in Toronto.

He's a great actor, holds varied and diverse interests, and is a kind and generous human being.

Today is his birthday. Happy birthday to you !
 

When I was a child there were two black ladies in my life:

Ethel Waters and Mahalia Jackson

This is largely due to the fact that as my mother's son I was pretty much steeped in the various religion she viewed as significant to her life, primarily baptist and methodist denominational and I would frequent Billy Graham crusades on the television and could encounter these ladies there singing their praises to the one true God as only they were able.
 

Ethel Waters October 31, 1896 – September 1, 1977

Ethel Waters was an American singer and actress.

She began her career in the 1920s singing blues performed then migrated to jazz, swing, and pop music on the Broadway stage and in concerts.

She recorded hits of the likes of "Dinah", "Stormy Weather", "Taking a Chance on Love", "Heat Wave", "Supper Time", "Am I Blue?", "Cabin in the Sky", "I'm Coming Virginia", with her version of "His Eye Is on the Sparrow". Waters was the second African American to be nominated for an Oscar.

She was the first African-American to both star on her own television show be nominated for a Primetime Emmy.

She suffered several personal tragedies in her life time incluing robbery and devastating health issues.

Ethel Waters died on September 1, 1977, aged 80, from cancer of the uterus, kidney failure, and other ailments, in Chatsworth, California. She is interred at Glendale, California in Forest Lawn Memorial Park.
 

Well guys and gals the end of August once again brings us National Trail Mix Day in the US ... and marks the existence of one of my all time favorite snacks.

My earliest encounter with trail mix was a stuff called 'gorp' which was supplied in empty bread bags while whitewater rafting down the Chatooga river with my best old ex-friends Ralph Elrod, Marion McFarland, and the late Ron Player.

Trail Mix is an admixture of dried fruit, nuts, various grains, and often times chocolate in different forms designed to be taken on hikes and other such excursions.

It's lightweight, easily stored, and highly nutritious with multiple nutritional pathways being accommodated in the concoction.

The origin of trail mix has been the subject of debate with the seventeenth century "european connection" appearing most relevant but I personally fail to see the sigificance ...

My only interest in trail mix is it's suitability as a healthy snack on excursions requiring physical exertion and time expenditure.
 

I was surprised when I attempted to sign back up for youtube premium how the idiots at gmail expect a telephone number ... "to ensure that it's really you".

The f*cktards at yahoo have a similar slant with both thinking you become their property if you want their services.

Needless to say, I have opted to do without youtube premium, gmail, or yahoo mail because I decline to be owned by some over stepping web concern that the world would do just as well without.

In the immortal words of James Baldwin ... "I am not your negro".

All too often the stupid overstep their authority with others. Some of these imposed upon individuals simply take it because they don't recognize alternatives.

However, in the final disposition it becomes abundantly clear just how deep contempt for a stupid irrelevant idiot may flow.

Sometimes the situation becomes terminal and fatal.

Other times it is simply endured until such time as an opening is determined whereby the oppressed may strike. This is often after an extended period of others walking on them.

Rest assured, like James Baldwin, there are those of us who don't take such action lying down and the uppence will certainly come at the earliest opportunity.

Walking on people is not ultimately good for friendships, careers, or service one wishes to render.

Maya Angelou would simply address the situation in poetry. Familiars of James Baldwin might burn down your house.