Wherein I tell the story about how I think I was tricked into thinking less of Chevy Chase & how it likely affected the way I treated him when I met him way back in 2010 at The Friends Of Earth Green Ball in San Francisco.

The new documentary about him, is clearly meant to punish him for not not apologizing for being a tall, handsome, talented, successful, funny, White man.

What else is new.

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Wherein I attempt to point out about a thousand reasons why it should be obvious to you that, a black lady, a fat gay guy, another baby purchasing Jewish gay guy, a tiny Jewish man, an angry Jewish man, a bunch of Jewish ladies, & a self hating communist honky from Utah, don’t have your best interest in mind as they pretend they do while they act as mouthpieces for “American conservatism”.

I’m sure lots of you will hate this recording.

Many won’t even see it as it will likely be ignored by the algorithm.

Whatever.

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Wherein I reminisce about driving through Alberta Canada, marveling at the funny looking oil pumps, the amazing flaming oil refinery stations & compare that with the brainwashing we all experienced that made us think oil was something other than a gift from god/nature.

I direct my ire towards bullies and thieves like Maduro & Mamdani who never created one useful thing, but instead just take from the makers & ruin everything in the process.

I mention a high school bully by name.

Surprise, I made it all about me.

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Wherein I wonder if Carlin was ever funny, or if I was simply tricked into laughing my way into a miserable anti-god, anti-human, anti-wonderous way of thinking.

Or maybe I’m just old.

I am old.

I still laugh a lot, even when I try not to, so, maybe there was a concerted effort to make me laugh at things that aren’t really funny.

Brian Regan makes me laugh and he never tries to make me hate good things.

Yep, I ramble like that in the recording too.

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Wherein I argue the above case and give some examples of my own attempts at social engineering as well as my suspicions that I was recently socially engineered & have been socially engineered for years along with everybody else.

I suggest food labeling laws are the perfect precedent to demand that algorithms be fully disclosed so people can opt in or out.

Maybe I should write legislation.

I probably won’t.

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Wherein In sloppily ramble on with my Mormon insider insight and compare the drastic differences between two young Mormon kids, one an (alleged) Virtue Signaling Murderer, and one a Fearless Citizen Journalist.

Lots of wandering & wondering on this.

Too many Mormon Hymns.

If you haven’t unsubscribed already, here is another excuse.

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Wherein I explain how scary music, careful editing and the power of suggestion are used to trigger your emotions to trick you into not using reason & your actual senses to navigate reality.

I also explain the real connection between The Mormon Church & The CIA, FBI, NuSkin, Pest Control, Romanian Orphanges, Starving African Kids & door to door Solar panel salesmen.

I end by asking you to look at what people actually DO, rather than getting lost imagining what people MIGHT be doing when you can’t see them.

Happy New Year.

Don’t let Candace Owens & Ben Shapiro destroy White Conservatism.

That is what they are doing.

You’re gonna hate this recording.

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Wherein I talk shit on a former colleague & kinda kick him while he’s down, in order to demonstrate a few basic principles that maybe, possibly, might flirt with the idea that embracing a little humility is good.

Think, retarded Tony Robbins.

I’m no self help guru.

Don’t listen to me & for goodness sake, don’t take my advice.

Turns out, being superior to everyone, doesn’t pay very well.

This whole monologue belongs in the mirror.

We good?

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Wherein I preach about the troubling persecution of Charlie Kirk’s widow & tell some stories about my Mom and Sister of the same name.

I try to shed light on the weird mix of reverence, with the glam and glitz often associated with church going women from my Utah/Idaho/Arizona neck of the woods.

Higher levels of self righteousness and sanctimony in this episode.

If you don’t feel like being shamed & called to repentance, skip this one.

Oh, I also include a song at the end that I wrote with a guy named Shaun Mason.

It felt like it fit the topic.

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The Hardest Part

2025 mason/merkley

Bm A D

The hardest part of dying

F#m7 Bm7

is waking up too late

A G

and all the ghosts are sleeping

Bm7 G A9

in shiny wooden crates.

Bm7 D G

Some believe they’re dreaming

F#m7 A G

of friends who burn in hell,

D F#m7 G

laughing with the devil

Bm7 G A9

while Jesus rings the bell.

G Bm7 A

Can you hear the angels sing

F#m7

do you know the words

Bm7 G

& feel what they mean

Em7 F#m7 A

the angels are crying

Em A D

That’s the hardest part of dying

Bm A D

The graveyard is a garden

F#m7 Bm7

six feet above my head

A G

It’s not as heavy as I imagined

Bm7 G A9

kinda easy being dead

Bm7 D G

Now I haunt the halls of memories

F#m7 A G

of lovers come and gone

D F#m7 G

As I argue with the angels

Bm7 G A9

& paint the break of dawn

Can you hear the angels sing

do you know the words

& feel what they mean

the angels are lying

That’s the hardest part of dying

The angels are lying

That’s the hardest part of dying

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Wherein I wonder if I somehow left negative comments to myself on my own youtube page and then veer off into a grand prediction that artificial intelligence will save humanity, not by being smart and useful, but by being a pathological liar incapable of having any way to tell truth from utter bullshit.

AKA grok lied to me at least a hundred times yesterday.

Doubled down, repeatedly.

Totally psychotic.

Could got me sued!

Killed!

Extra grumpy episode.

It was dark outside when I started recording it.

The sun is shining beautifully now.

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