Thursday 11 August 2011

pot holes bomb the BS

killer pot hole

    Just in front of the hardware store and just past the ever present aroma of the sewer pump lies a large but rather innocuous looking pot hole. It is anything but. All vehicles approaching this abyss pull off the road and often into paniced and scurrying pedestrians. It is just one of the inconveniences that harrass us during the rainy season. The locals all know to avoid it but there are no signs for the others. Last week an unsuspecting out of state VW filled with wide eyed vacationers unknowingly drove into it. With the aid of store owners and bystanders, the family was miracuously saved, but the VW is yet to be found. So, beware when coming into La manz, besides hungry crocodiles there are even more ravenous pot holes.


it must be the fumes

    With not too many gringo type folk around town, there has been some strange friendships starting up. (to say the least) All of a sudden some one you just met is your best buddy, and total flake cases become people you claim you would trust your life with. What could possibly cause this bizarre behaviour? It comes from a lack of marijuanna, plain and simple. People are addicted to this shit, can't live without it, they need it to avoid the burden of reality. So what happens when you are out? Panic, initially, and then a frantic search for a source. When you find that and get your head twisted around a bit, you look at him/her and profess profound affection. You become tied at the hip. The need to be fucked up sure does make some strange bedfellows.

                                                   general bull

Twisted global corporate military brain-washing minions come to La Manzanilla. The foot soldiers, though they claim 5-star status, may only be 'lord hee hawing' on-line (on our local info message bored.) Rechanting the slant as fact like a 'camping' doomsday sayer, they spout out re-digested, pre-digested spin. Claiming 'News' the propaganda assault happens almost weekly. An alien sermon in print. Like Santas' elite list we are told who is good/bad and what should be done to get on the preferred list. Coincidentally, the good are typically globalists and murdering politicians. The usual suspects.This is good for the people it is implied. Information about 'The People' can be found at:
praise the lord

...and pass the explosives) Once again the bombs are bursting in air, waking people from their sound sleeps, causing dogs to howl and setting off all those much too sensitive car alarms. The occassion... the annual religious festival calling all pilgrims who fear god to come out and praise and thank it. It turns out the only real thing to be thankful for is that this nonsense all ends in 11 days. There are a good 354 days to sleep in without being disturbed. By looking under the bed you can see the only fear is with old fido there.