Tuesday, December 30, 2014

The village idiot of Las Vegas wishes his friend Mad Max a happy new year.

Today's version of the phrase Mad Max is best used as a connotation to describe chaos, disorder and anarchy - Example: "The other day I read an article in the Las Vegas Sun about a guy who got pissed off at a friend of his for sleeping with his wife. The guy was so distraught that he ended up shooting his wife and the friend who slept with her."

The following is a brief excerpt of a conversation I had with a friend of mine from Kansas recently. His nickname is Mad Max. He is an anarchist in every sense of the word:

"What the fuck is wrong with you boy? Don't you know the collapse is coming? You are just another one of the fucking sheep!" One of these days I am going to stop calling him. The conversations tend to be the same - "Furthermore, you stupid prick! Have you started stockpiling all the necessities like I told you?" I have been listening to his anti government rhetoric for close to thirty years. Now that I think about it -- it's been thirty years plus.

A particular incident, when we were kids, stands out to me: He got a ticket for not having his dog fenced -- the next thing you know he's at the pound cursing and threatening the dog catcher -- "How the fuck is she hurting you?" - those were his exact words as he tore the ticket to shreds and threw it in her face, he then added -- "You better get my fucking dog before I get really pissed!" The gal, who was the dog catcher in town at the time, was so frightened by him (just like everyone else came to be) that she gave him back his dog and apologized for giving him a ticket. Looking back, I believe that was the exact moment his disdain for government was born.

"Now listen up moron! I believe the collapse is going to happen somewhere towards the middle of the new year. You would be best to get your stupid ass out of the west and back to Kansas.
I could use the help prepping," the rhetoric tends to grow old quickly. So I wish him a happy new year and tell him I must be on my way - his parting words to me -- "I bought another ten thousand rounds of ammo. You would be well served doing the same. Just remember, the shit house is going to catch fire real soon. Be fucking ready!"


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