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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.