Past Rantings and Ravings
04-17-13 We're supposed to be dead
02-10-12 The real dirt on Obama
06-24-11 Why does it hurt when I email pictures of my Shmuck?
07-17-10 We WATCH FOX SO YOU DON'T HAVE TO
06-29-10 It's not a gaffe, assholes.
02-12-10 Joe's Nigerian Pen pal
02-11-10 A Prayer For Bill Clinton
01-31-10 Terrible Accident
01-29-10 New Blog
12-08-09 December 8 Blog
10-05-09 You Weren't There--The History of Chicago Punk 1977-1984
09-09-09 The Return of Grand Theft Radio to Live365.com
05-05-09 TEABAGGERS BEWARE: LEFTIST LIBERALS WITH FOUL MOUTHS...
02-11-09 Ice Cream flavors for Dubya
02-05-09 Lux Interior passed away.
02-04-09 Mikey Snot impersonations
12-10-08 Open Letter To The Baseball Hall of Fame
10-16-08 Yet Another Reprint
11-15-07 On Vacation in Little Egypt
10-07-07 Blog for the booing broken-hearted Cubs fans
08-03-07 washington post political compass
08-02-07 Nero, please...
07-23-07 Return of the Rude Truth
07-15-07 Buzz Fugazi at Lost Cross House, 1987
07-13-07 Buzz Fugazi is on vacation.
07-12-07 The Blog Remains The Same part 2
07-11-07 The Blog Remains The Same
06-15-07 Fred Thompson is running for President?
06-07-07 WGTR Buzz Fugazi You Tube
05-17-07 Mango Sex
04-16-07 Bar Mitzva Boy 30 Years Later
03-23-07 Clash of the photo opportunities
03-08-07 Britney Spears Is A Punk Rocker
01-24-07 An Open Apology To The Groodies
12-18-06 We are on the road.
12-05-06 Dialectic with my readers.
11-29-06 An Open Letter from the President of Iran
or treat? Tangent Man is just saying...
10-30-06 We never were stay the course
10-11-06 Big Streaming Chunks Volume 1
09-13-06 The Unbearable Ambivalence I Feel
07-17-06 Panic In MySpace
06-29-06 The Pentagon Papers
06-15-06 Calling Truce With A Senator
06-14-06 Dear Cyber Pimp...
Chaos Apologizes To The Peace Rallies Before I Bust A Cap Into His Head
05-18-06 Ian Curtis R.I.P.
I Became The Guy Who Wants To Cut All The Trees Down
05-08-06 Chicago punk on MySpace
Chaos Hates Funeral Protesters From Westboro Baptist Church
04-11-06 Professor Chaos Hates The Peace Rallies
04-05-06 I'm 42, actually
the fucking question, Mr. President
03-06-06 First line is a default title for poems
02-22-06 Random Ambivalent Thoughts...
01-19-06 The New Test To Find Terrorists
12-31-05 Show 8
12-10-05 Jesus. I was there the day he died.
11-11-05 Left and Right Working Together
10-19-05 Not a messianic Jew
09-29-05 Copping a pose in the MSIG Army
09-23-05 Nightmare In Portage Park
08-09-05 Get Your War On by David Rees
coming in from myspace
Man, Part 3
07-16-05 Cult of the Dork
Train To Blogtown
07-09-05 Big Shmooze
07-07-05 Putting Words In My Mouth
07-06-05 Too Legit To Quit
07-02-05 Ceasefire With GTR
07-01-05 Iraq Now!
06-30-05 Mid-life Crisis?
06-29-05 Tangent Man, Part 2
06-28-05 Tangent Man...
06-27-05 Underground Music Part 2
06-25-05 Underground Music
06-23-05 Glad to be here in the matrix
|Jesus... I was there the day he died.
Saturday, December 10, 2005, Buzz Fugazi
"Jesus... I was there the day he died. It was on a Sunday down by the railroad depot. I told him: Don't you go messing with them Jews without no money." ---Richard Pryor R.I.P.
FYI: We didn't make a big deal when Link Wray died because he was the Bad Injun who made "Rumble"... a song that was banned from the radio for encouraging teen violence and hair grease by it's mere title and dirty power chords. Link Wray and the Ray-men are just too darn controversial. If I mention a Native American, like Wray, my hateful opposition will say I'm alluding that a genocide took place here, thus people will accuse me of wanting US solidiers dead.
The following is a gonzo reaction to another gonzo rant on myspace. Consider it my final gonzo outburst. By the time you read this, Buzz Fugazi will be faking a suicide to draw attention to his primitive outbursts. This is part of a diabolical plot to make people listen to punk rock from the early '80s:
I could not make it through your rant. Now I know how people feel when they're trying to read my most passionate moments. My first reaction is to post my one time amphetamine writing experiment from when I was 16 years old. I had a lot to say about religion and I read it aloud in the school cafeteria and no one ever quite looked at me the same way again. This rant of yours is a rare piece I could challenge with something like my black beauty essay. Considering all the Black Sabbath I listened to, it's a wonder I didn't chew on a bat while reading the thing.
I love that you are a defender of the faith and that you are proud of who you are and don't care who knows it. It's a morale booster and a beacon. This new stuff is making me feel I'm a bad influence on you or something... so gonzo... are you on something other than religion? Sometimes even coffee or a chocolate ice cream binge can trigger gonzo behavior. AS for my personal belief.. Yeshu is a dead soul brother. Nothing more. Nothing less. Some of his homies thought he was a teacher. Some of them thought he was a messiah. Some thought he was a mamzer. Some hoped he would help get rid of the Romans. The High Priests thought he was a challenge to their authority or a threat to piss off the Romans, but the Zealots ended up pissing off the Romans more than Jesus with his communal meals ever could. I am not a Christian, but some of my best friends are... not just saying that to be nice, it's true. Even when they disagree with me they know it's a waste of time to try to convert me to anything. None of them have ever tried to convert me to Christianity. I'm the one telling them that faith is a good thing. I'm trying to convince myself. As for history, I love peace and I pray for it, but I'm having to fight the wish to see a history lesson taped to a nuclear missile aimed at the President of Iran. If the people of the world don't want to respect the differences of others let's just have the final solution to the human problem and end it all... just so long as it starts with the President of Iran (this is satire, so insert snare drum and laugh track here). Of course, when that war starts, the early casualties will probably be the lucky ones. And all the self-proclaimed Ayatollas of the world can be happy, because everyone will be praying their asses off, but it won't mean as much as it did when there was a possibility to go with other options.