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Saturday, March 31, 2012

Welcome To Richard Porter's Blog


Toure, Author of 'Who's Afraid of Post Blackness' Discusses The Trayvon Martin Murder by George Zimmerman - Video

DNC Plans to Reconstruct The Roman Coliseum and Feed Christians to the Lions at the next Democratic National Convention to be held in Charlotte North Carolina Between September 3 - 7, 2012

That's me on the far right!  I'm in the nose bleed seats!
Ticket Master

Deranged Sarah Palin Fan - Video - Nick Denton of Gawker? With Hair?

In a New Report George W. Bush Was Forewarned of Obama Winning the Presidency in a Brief Titled: "Obama Determined To Win US Presidency," But Did Nothing About It! Does This Sound Familiar?

Director John Waters Speaks On Fashion!

"When I was young there were beatniks. Hippies. Punks. Gangsters. Now you're a hacktivist. Which I would probably be if I was 20. Shuttin' down MasterCard. But there's no look to that lifestyle! Besides just wearing a bad outfit with bad posture. Has WikiLeaks caused a look? No! I'm mad about that. If your kid comes out of the bedroom and says he just shut down the government, it seems to me he should at least have an outfit for that. Get a look! I'm not judging what they do; I hope they don't shut me down." - John Waters, writing for the Wall Street Journal.

  Style!

Are Conservatives Simple Minded - You Betcha - A New Study Confirms They Are?


According to a recent Gallup poll, 40 percent of Americans describe themselves as conservative, while only 21 percent call themselves liberal. (Another 35 percent are self-identified moderates.)

New research provides evidence that, when under time pressure or otherwise cognitively impaired, people are more likely to express conservative views.

In other words if you are Governor of a small State and your only printed news source is People Magazine then you may be a conservative.

If one doesn’t have the time or energy to give a matter sufficient thought, one tends to accept the conservative argument.

Send In The Clowns!

Pravda eviscerates Mitt Romney over his remarks identifying Russia as America's "number one geopolitical foe."


So, in an op-ed today posted on Pravda's website, the infamous former Soviet newspaper writes, "Electing Mitt Romney as the next President of the United States of America would be like appointing a serial paedophile as a kindergarten teacher, a rapist as a janitor at a girls' dormitory or a psychopath with a fixation on knives as a kitchen hand. His comments on Russia are a puerile attempt at making the grand stage and boy, did he blow it..."

Then, Pravda praises present Russian relations with the United States under President Obama. "Exactly at a time when Russia and the USA are finding that they have far more in common than differences, exactly when they see that they are much more friends than foes, when they see that there is so much to be gained through collaboration, a foul-mouthed, big-headed oaf like Romney with more money than sense makes a comment that reveals who he really is to the world: a pea-brained, pith-headed simpleton with too much testosterone and too little common sense, with zero tact, no diplomacy and a paramount grasp on the intricacies of world politics. A prize, good-for-nothing ignoramus," writes Pravda.

Everybody Was Kung Fu Fighting!

Thursday, March 29, 2012

The Beast - Short Story by Richard Porter


Chapter 1

 “It is in the hours between night and day when the decision to revolt is made. From out of the dawn the bird rises up in rebellion. And flies toward the rising sun.”

The Beast rose from her lair casting a large shadow on the wall. Stood upright, lifted one leg, squeezed hard and let out a fart so loud and powerful that dogs for miles around began to howl. And a lamp sitting on a nearby table did burst into flames.

Her bladder and bowels full from the day before she slammed down hard the toilet seat and straddled the commode.

Her diminutive husband and maid stood quietly outside the bathroom door – cowering, waiting, as had become their morning custom.

Then, with what can only be described as the sound a sperm whale might make upon being harpooned or what fire fighters describe as a back blast did the Beast release her bowels causing the very foundation of the house to shake at its very core.

Next came what sounded like a clydesdale pissing which to the husband and maid seemed like an eternity. And then came quiet.

Then with what sounded like a battle ship releasing its anchor did the toilet paper begin to unravel as if there were to no end in sight.

And next the Beast cleared her throat and hocked up a hocker and did catch a lowly mouse creeping along the baseboard and knock it unconscious.

And with an operatic aria playing in the background and the cracking sound of a lightening bolt did the Beast greet the dawn. And to the untrained eye might appear to be Kirstie Alley, but plus–sized, did appear before him - naked - Tom’s wife!

Famous Porters - Sort Of - Jimmy Porter (Richard Burton) from 1959 film version of John Obsborne's Stage Play of 1956 Look Back In Anger - 2 quotes


Helena Charles: You know what Alison once said, you were born out of your time. I think I know what she means - sometimes I think you feel you're still in the middle of the French Revolution. Oh Jimmy, can't you give up that sweet shop and do something else?

 Jimmy Porter: Such as?

Helena Charles: I don't know, there are so many things that you could do.

Jimmy Porter: Such as being a literary gent - Porter the lion of the pen club, laughing Porter the tv panelist, Lord Porter leaving no.10. The personality of Porter - lets examine it, that glittering meteoric cause. While the rest of the world is being blown to bits around us what matters - me, me me.


Alison Porter: I suppose none of this could ever really have worked. I do love you Jimmy, I shall never love anyone as I love you, but I can't go on, I can't take part in all this suffering, I can't.

Jimmy Porter: It's no good fooling about with love you know. You can't fall into it like a soft job without dirtying up your hands. It takes muscle and guts. If you can't bear the thought of messing up your nice, tidy soul, you better give up the whole idea of life and become a saint, because you'll never make it as a human being. It's either this world... or the next.

A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)


Stanley: Man, liquor goes fast in the hot weather. You want a shot?

Blanche: No, I rarely touch it.

Stanley: Well there's some people that rarely touch it, but it touches them often.

  Pull My Finger!

Saturday, March 24, 2012

Obama by the Numbers



Today, according to Gallup's latest Presidential Approval Poll 48% approve while 44% disapprove. According to Rasmussen's latest Presidential Approval Poll 47% approve while 52% disapprove.


Friday, March 23, 2012

I need a new pair of underwear!


Screen Shot Richard Porter's Blog 03 23 2012


To Be Black in America...


WASHINGTON -- For every black man in America, from the millionaire in the corner office to the mechanic in the local garage, the Trayvon Martin tragedy is personal. It could have been me or one of my sons. It could have been any of us.

How many George Zimmermans are out there cruising the streets? How many guys with chips on their shoulders and itchy fingers on the triggers of loaded handguns? How many self-imagined guardians of the peace who say the words "black male" with a sneer?

We don't yet know every detail of the incident between Martin and Zimmerman in Sanford, Fla., that ended with an unarmed 17-year-old high-school student being shot dead. But we know enough to conclude that this is an old, familiar story.

We know from tapes of Zimmerman's 911 call that he initiated the encounter, having decided that Martin's presence in the neighborhood was suspicious. We know that when Zimmerman told the 911 operator that he was following Martin, the operator responded, "OK, we don't need you to do that." We know that Zimmerman kept following Martin anyway.

"This guy looks like he is up to no good," Zimmerman said on the 911 tape.

Please tell me, what would be the innocent way to walk down the street with an iced tea and some Skittles? Hint: For black men, that's a trick question.

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Sunday, March 18, 2012

Oy! Eva Porter! Age 16!


Submission Sundays!


Proust Questionnaire Richard Porter 2012



What is your idea of perfect happiness?

Is ‘happiness’ a new word?

What is your greatest fear?

Happiness!

Which historical figure do you most identify with?

Batman.

What is your greatest extravagance?

Cotton Candy.

What is the trait you most deplore in yourself?

My desire for Cotton Candy.

What do you consider the most overrated virtue?

Disliking Cotton Candy.

On what occasion do you lie?

When it involves Cotton Candy.

What is your greatest regret?

Not doing more Cotton Candy jokes.

What or who is the greatest love of your life?

Cotton Candy.

Which talent would you most like to have?

To produce Cotton Candy.

What is your current state of mind?

Cotton Candy.

What do you consider your greatest achievement?

Discovering Cotton Candy.

What is your most treasured possession?

Cotton Candy.

What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?

Not having Cotton Candy.

Where would you like to live?

Near Cotton Candy.

What is your favorite occupation?

Cotton Candy producers.

What is your most marked characteristic?

Pockmarked.

Who are you favorite writers?

People who write about Cotton Candy.

Who are you heroes in real life?

Batman.

What are you favorite names?

Batman.

If you were to die and come back as a person or thing, what do you think it would be?

Batman.

What is your motto?

I’m Batman!

Tweet of the Day: Andy Borowitz


Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Richard Porter's belated video memorial for Davey Jones of The Monkeys Born December 30th 1945 Died February 29, 2012

My poor dear brother Billy was arrested again. This time in Mobile Alabama on January 27, 2012. I don't think they're going to let him out this time.


There ain't no green grass in a U.S. state prison
There is no one to hold when you're sick for your wife
And each day out you'll pick, you'll pick rotten peaches
You'll pick rotten peaches for the rest of your life

Oh I've had me my fill of cocaine and pills
For I lie in the light of the Lord
And my home is ten thousand, ten thousand miles away
And I guess I won't see it no more

Mercy I'm a criminal, Jesus I'm the one
Rotten peaches rotting in the sun

Elton John 'Rotten Peaches'

Ignorance is Bliss in Sarah Palin's America!



At some point while watching HBO’s absolutely smashing (and terrifying) movie “Game Change,” it occurred to me that Sarah Palin has ruined America.

Palin is no longer an anomaly. McCain didn’t choose her for her intellectual or experiential qualities, nor because he was geographically or ideologically balancing the ticket. She was an antiabortion woman with a pulse: Enough! She, like the out-of-nowhere Obama, had the stuff of celebrity — the snap, the dazzle, the self-assurance, the sex appeal. She didn’t need to dance with a star. God told her she already was one.

So far, the Palin effect has been limited to the GOP. Surely, though, there lurks in the Democratic Party potential candidates who have seen Palin and taken note. Experience, knowledge, accomplishment — these no longer may matter. They will come roaring out of the left proclaiming a hatred of all things Washington, including compromise. The movie had it right. Sarah Palin changed the game.

Since Palin, though, ignorance has become more than bliss. It’s now an attribute, an entire platform: Vote for me, I know nothing and hate the same things you do. Not only did she know little, but she was determinately incurious and supremely smug in her ignorance.

Richard Cohen

Sunday, March 11, 2012