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autoblog

Posted in Internet, new things, word-drum on September 16, 2013 by Word-Drum

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AutoBlog

This product will allow the user to maintain a blog without having to think up blog posts.

For this blog, we just apply the characterization: Right-Wing or Conservative; or a more personal characterization: Conservative Counter-Culture…

and let AutoBlog do the rest.

It will produce posts complete with beautiful photos, layouts, and perfect grammar.

Example:

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OBAMA: LEADER FOR THE WORLD?

Fumbling and bumbling is making this world unsafe. Unless you are a FOB (friend of Obama). Muslim Brotherhood… Dead Christians in the Middle-East…

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Too grumpy: Try adding the humor application to any given subject.

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SPITZER AND WEINER TO MARRY

In an all out effort to win the important gay vote in New York City, the two politicians will be married in Vermont.

Huma is supporting Weiner. In her culture the man can have many partners and she will follow in Hillary’s footsteps… up the ladder to success.

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Copyright 2013 AutoBlog

theater of the underclass

Posted in art, economy, Internet, word-drum on July 14, 2013 by Word-Drum

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The Portal

It seems the show has come to an end. The lights go down and the audience clears the theater.

But the author remains seated in the darkened room. He wants more, but since he has written no scenes, there is nothing.

He is preoccupied with the old ‘vicissitudes of life.’ His portal only containing the old dreams of the past. Yet he will not switch it off, since at one time, it was a dream come true.

His micro-battle has been lost, but the scratches of light, poetry, and images, continued the ‘art tripping’ that started long ago.

Those pesky vicissitudes have also long plagued him, like the need to create. Why else would he live in his humble garret for eight years, in a town which had no place for him?

He didn’t have to move, unlike the earlier more adventurous years. So he stayed. When the light of his portal went dim last November, he knew he had to relocate to a big city in order to have any chance of making a living

Here’s the preoccupation: making the move.

It’s the same as it was when he tried to returned to his country ten years earlier. He only intended to stay abroad for a year. But it turned into seven. Getting back is harder than going.

The last couple of years abroad he couldn’t save money to go back to his country and have a place to live, even though that was the reason he went there.

Finally an opportunity came for a plane ticket home and a hotel room for two weeks. Through the blessing of friendship he found his way to his tower. Two and a half years later he had to leave the Magic Kingdom in Westchester. He wasn’t that young, but went West.

He landed in what he now calls Jerkwater. He has a bad attitude and can’t really be bothered with more than teaching and finding work. Politics and Jihad will have to carry on without his comment.

His fondest memory of the last eight years was the opening of the portal. With it dimming, he lost his steady job. Now each month is a race he can’t win. God or The Liberals would have no mercy on his soul.

Even the Great Obama can’t help him, because he did not help in the Transformation, but felt it wrong. The portal told the whole story.

It’s now Fear and Loathing and Leaving Las Jerkwater. Diving into a new world where tourists throw-up in the streets: sick because of drunkenness or having lost all their doe.

He never cared for the place but had to hope that he could earn enough for a studio apartment and possibly more. And one day scratch again on the portal, all he felt and knew, in a way not seen on TV.

And that’s the show. It’s all he could come up with to keep the pilot-light burning for WordPress.

If you are there in the desert where Frank and Sammy used to sing and smoke, you won’t meet him at the casino, unless he’s performing. Now days they don’t have live performers and bands, but as we enter the End Times, he hopes there will be a short Renaissance. People will want more stirring of the soul.

Even as he writes this closing scene he wonders how to manage a move. He can only pray to God and The Liberals to see his worth, and save him.

story of the blog

Posted in Internet with tags on September 6, 2012 by Word-Drum

It’s a lot of fun hangin’ on the blog. You can get away from things and pretend you matter.

FaceBook will pass but bloggers carry the spirit of the rugged individual to the Internet. They also see something in themselves others don’t see (off line).

We must be thankful to the inventor of the blog, Weber Blogerstein. He first painted missives on some of the early television sets. He liked the way they lit up.

He immigrated from Austria and settled in Brooklyn, New York. After going broke from buying and destroying televisions, he went into the mirror business.

That too failed because he either spent all day looking in the mirror, or writing on them. He was fond of himself and wanted desperately to share is inner soul with complete strangers. They would see how beautiful he was inside. That would help if they ever got as look at him.

One day a boy named Al Gore walked into his shop. He too was mesmerised by his image reflected all around the large room.

He saw the writing on some of the illuminated mirrors and asked “What’s this”?

“It is the net that captures my inner dreams…and transmits them into a million minds.”

And that was 1962 when a million was an awesome market share.

Little Al never forgot the strange man and his glowing messages. “Inner Net, Inner Net“, he repeated all the way home.

The rest is history.

talking to a visionary

Posted in Internet, obama era with tags on March 7, 2012 by Word-Drum

-You’re a Visionary?

-That’s right.

-What do you see?

-I see what’s going on here. What the hell was that last post?

-Just foolin’ around. With the passing of Andrew Breitbart, I’ve lost my direction with the blog.

-Did you think he would discover you and make you one of his people?

-What’s the difference? Tell me what will happen later this year.

-I’m not that kind of visionary.

-Well who needs you. What are doing here anyway?

-You are wasting space on the Internet. What happened to the war in Afghanistan? You posted every video you could find on YouTube. Now nothing.

-I always used to support the Troops and the Mission. Dead jihadis make me happy. Their lives are cheap for the most part. But not so with our guys. Give them a rest. We can always bomb the shit out of the Taliban, Al Qaeda and the other Muslim Maniacs.

Modern Democrats aren’t cut out for war. If it wasn’t for the high quality of the U.S. Military, this Commander In Chief would be lost in action.

-But we are still over there, and only their families and friends care about the soldiers.

-We are more concerned about the price of rubbers.

-You are too busy making yourself laugh. What would Breitbat do?

-Is that why you’re here? You’re his ghost or some shit?

-Just stop only thinking about your gig, and your band. We all have bills to pay and things we want to buy. There’s only one United States of America. She needs you.

-Yes, Sir.

-Plus, if there is a second term, you are screwed. You have a trail on the Internet. It knows everything.

creative blog posting workshop

Posted in Internet, word-drum on March 4, 2012 by Word-Drum

[With grants from Word-Drum Industries, Catharine T., Ice T and the T-Bone Walker Fund For Blues Guitar]

                          

CREATIVE BLOGGING WORKSHOP

-Aleatoric Blogging
(Spin the dice and Voila: a blog post)

-Stream-of-Consciousness Posting After A Heavy Night of Drinking

-Using Words For Their Sound Not Their Meaning

-Random Linking

-Learn how posting photos can increase traffic, why Matt Drudge likes old cars, and who broke the world record for the longest guitar solo (previously held by the lead guitar player for the band Canned Heat).

In a world where you are too ‘off the wall’ to be on FaceBook, you need this workshop.

You want more out of life and the Internet. You want to be like Word-Drum.

splattered dreams

Posted in Internet, news and politics on February 26, 2012 by Word-Drum

If you put a group monkeys in a room with a laptop, they could conceivably write a Shakespeare play (so the theory goes).

I hired monkeys to write for me. I thought they would sling crap better than any Super PAC. It would create a media stir, and I could finally make money from the Internet.

Mr. Chucko gets down

All I got was a mucked-up laptop and lame observations. My staff of monkeys were riffing on Santorum’s bland appearance. They said he looked like the typical dad at the zoo.

That was their frame of reference, since they used to work at the zoo. Buffo told me he was sick of being on the low end of “Show Business.” He wanted to be writer in Hollywood. He got a grant from PETA to study writing but it didn’t cover his living expenses. I hired a bunch of monkeys to blow-up my blog, but I found out that was a big mistake.

I fired the lot of them and tried unsuccessfully to get them to clean up my apartment. Mr. Chucko stuck around because he wanted to audition for my band. He overheard me talking on the phone and thought I said: “I need a chimp who can sing and play bass.” But I was saying that I need a chick bass-player, not a chimp.

Ambivalence is all I have for the Primary in my State next week. I might as well have Mr. Chucko vote for me. He knows all the candidate’s names and can tell you ten bad things about each one of them.

the creative edge

Posted in conservatives, democrats, economy, enviro-marxists, Internet, politics on June 24, 2011 by Word-Drum


Maybe the creative edge will come from the far outer reaches of the Internet: the idea or method to break through to the general public. To magically turn liberals into conservatives in order to save Western Civilization before it’s too late.

Why not me!? It’s not impossible. Former lefties like Tammy Bruce, Andrew Breitbart, and Word-Drum, know the enemy from the inside, and have turned around and dissected the left, leaving them exposed.

This endless election cycle only makes us all frantic and unable to penetrate the left-wing fog. And as the economy crumbles most of us are consumed with mere survival: tackling or falling down on our economic responsibilities.

Since this state is not new to me, and in the past, desperate times have led to blasts of creativity and creation — for no good reason. It could happen that I find the formula for a conservative triumph against the Left.

Readers know I love Sarah Palin. I’ll probably work for her if she gets in the race. Three years ago I supported Mitt Romney (I was part of “Blogs For Mitt”). Since he has come out for Global Warming (like Socialized Medicine, the climate-change scam is a ’gateway drug’ to communism) I cannot support him. I never loved Mitt, I just thought he was safe.

By the time we have a nominee, and I’m probably sleeping under my car, it could come to me.

Now is the time for Republican strategists to think outside the Beltway and listen to the voices of the rugged individualists who used to typify this country. Even if they are a little weird.