Department of Justice Orders All Trees in National Parks Cut Down

Trees are racist

Trees are racist

The Department of Justice today ordered the National Park Service to cut down all trees in Federal parks within two months or face fines of up to $200,000 per day for non-compliance.

“It’s a matter of social justice” declared Attorney General Loretta Lynch.

Our parks are filled with trees. Black people were lynched on trees. What sort of message does having trees send to black people? Why do you think black people congregate in cities?  Because there are few trees in cities. They can walk down the street without fear. But out in the country?  Forget it. Fear stalks the black man.

Carolyn Finney, diversity adviser for the US National Parks Board agrees with Lynch.

I’ve been saying this for years: Trees are a plot by the white man to keep the black man down. Oppression and violence against black people in forests and other green spaces can translate into contemporary understandings that constrain African-American environmental understandings. Yes. I’m serious.

Finney then went on to relate how she always felt uneasy watching the Wizard of Oz.

This white girl, Dorothy, goes traipsing through the forest with the lion. Why is the lion so afraid?  Why does the lion need courage? Because the lion is black! That white girl Dorothy purposely took the lion into the forest to frighten him. I’m just surprised the white girl didn’t lynch him after she used him sexually. Black people would like to go into the woods and eat apples but black people were lynched on trees. The trees are an intersectional symbol of white oppression.

Finney praised the Department of Justice’s new tree-chopping policy but stated that it doesn’t go far enough.

The entire concept of national parks is rooted in white privilege. Preserving wild spaces is a white concept going back to Rome. How do you think the Romans kept the Africans down? By preserving the African jungle. It all comes down to trees. The white person likes trees. So they plant them. Do you ever see a black man planting a tree? We ain’t got time for no white man’s hobby! What we need is more cities. More concrete. Black folk feel safe walking on sidewalks. Concrete sidewalks are intersectional.

Operation Tree Chopping Down will begin in July starting at Yellowstone National Park.

“This is painful for me” said National Park Service director Jonathan Jarvis.

I love trees. I really do. Then again I’m a white man. But I must follow orders. And who knows. If chopping the trees down makes our parks more inclusive that’s a good thing, isn’t it?  I believe in diversity. So I’m going to set an good example by personally chopping down the first tree at Yellowstone. And by doing this hopefully I’ll create a new paradigm that intersects the environment and racial justice.

The policy, while controversial, does have celebrity support.

Yogi Bear announced on his blog that he is happy to see the trees go.

We all know that joke “Do bears shit in the woods?”  Well we do. Do you know why? Because we’re black and we’re frightened by the trees! Hopefully with the trees gone my dysentery will vanish as well.

Jenny McCarthy wondered why it took so long for this policy to be put into place.

“Trees cause autism. Everyone knows that.”

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Radicalized Winnie the Pooh Plots Destruction of Ashdown Forest!

Burn motherf*cker! Burn!

Burn motherf*cker! Burn!

Long a regular fixture of Ashdown Forest, Winnie the Pooh’s behavior has begun to trouble residents.

“He was a very nice, um whatever he was” said Mrs. Lincoln, the proprietor of a local B&B.

He wasn’t the brightest person around. Rather naive. Slow-witted. A dolt actually. But occasionally he would show some common sense. I remember one time we were talking and he said, “You know I think transsexualism is a mental illness and has no scientific basis in biology.” Well that blew me away. Just goes to show you that maybe sometimes the slow-witted dolts are actually the brightest.

Pooh has collected a group of loyal friends including Christopher Robin, Piglet, Tigger and Eyesore and they were often seen around the forest getting into a series of adventures. The group was tolerated mainly because all agreed that they were harmless.

But lately things began to change.

“Winnie started reading the Koran, and once that happened he became distant from us” said a forest ranger.

I guess someone must have left their copy behind and Winnie picked it up. After that he was never without it. I would often come upon him and his friends sitting in a circle talking. One time I distinctly heard Pooh say, “But what would Allah want us to do?” and Eyesore responded “We must bring Sharia law to Ashdown and the Infidels must be subject to the will of the Prophet.”  When Winnie saw me he gave me the evil eye. I backed away slowly.

The Ranger took his concerns to authorities but was rebuffed.

The said I was racist and that England was a modern, multi-cultural society and what’s more Islam was the Religion of Peace. I then threatened to go to the local paper and talk to a reporter. For that I was fired from my job. Fired! All I was trying to do was keep Ashdown safe.

A female hiker tells of coming upon Pooh, Eyesore and Piglet one day.

They seemed nice at first. But then Pooh asked me if my clitoris had been circumcised. When I said no he brandished a knife while Eyesore and Piglet held me down. I thought it was all just role play. But then he started cutting into me and I felt the blood flowing down between my legs. I lost consciousness and when I woke up they had placed a burka on me and said that Allah demands modest women. Look I don’t want to criticize anyone’s religion but I wish I had my clitoris back. It empowered me.

Rumors began to swirl that Pooh and his friends were trying to acquire bomb-making materials.

“He brought his laptop in one day to have an anti-virus program placed on it” said the owner of a tech shop in Ashdown.

The first thing I noticed was that his top two Google searches were “Kim Kardashian’s butt” and “How to make a bomb to blow up infidels.” I took his laptop to the police and showed them what I found. They agreed that all those searches of Kim Kardashian’s butt were disturbing. But what about the bomb stuff I asked? I was warned that any criticism of the prophet could result in a fine. So I took the laptop and went back to my store. Last time I try to do the right thing.

The Board of Conservators of the Ashdown Forest Trust has released this statement on Pooh’s recent behavior.

“Winnie and his friends are long-time, cherished residents of the Preserve. While his behavior is troubling there is no evidence that Islam is responsible and as long as he doesn’t have a gun we have no legal basis for evicting him.”

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Mosquitoes Insist They Are Not Responsible for Zika Virus!

Dammit man it's not our fault!

Dammit man it’s not our fault!

With the Zika virus threatening the upcoming summer Olympics, mosquitoes from around the world have joined together to insist that they are not transmitters of the virus.

“Come on!  We get blamed for everything. It’s not our fault” said a mosquito spokesman.

Why would we infect humans?  Where is the logic in that? We just want to annoy you and suck your blood. We’re a lot like the government that way. Instead of blaming us why don’t you guys look at your beloved dogs. Yeah, Fido licks his own ass and drinks from the toilet. Think about that the next time he slobbers all over you.

With governments around the globe taking measures to prevent the Zika virus from spreading, mosquitoes have begun arming themselves.

“We’re not  gonna take it. Never did and never will” said a radicalized mosquito.

We’re not gonna take it. Gonna break it. Gonna shake it. Let’s forget it better still! We forsake you. Gonna rape you. Let’s forget you better still.

Recent drone footage that shows mosquitoes in military formation dive bombing innocent civilians has troubled security experts at the CIA.

“If the mosquitoes have been radicalized then we are in for a world of hurt” said CIA director, John O. Brennan.

We don’t know why previously peaceful mosquitoes would do this. All we do it kill them. Nothing personal. That’s the job of the CIA. To kill all our enemies. And to improve the self-esteem of Muslims. We recently captures some mosquitoes and used enhanced interrogation techniques on them. They wouldn’t tell us why they were radicalized. All they did was shout “Shaka. When the walls fell.” We have no idea what that means. A metaphor perhaps? It doesn’t really matter. We killed them.

Despite protestations from mosquitoes, the World Health Organization (“WHO“) pictured here,

Officials from the World Health Organization

Officials from the World Health Organization

maintains that the Zika virus is spread only through the aforesaid mosquitoes.

“See me, feel me, touch me, heal me” said an executive with the organization.

Listening to you, I get the music. Gazing at you I get the heat. Following you I climb the mountain. I get excitement at your feet. Right behind you I see the millions. On you, I see the glory. From you, I get opinions. From you I get the story.

Yeah, we don’t know what that means” said Thomas Frieden, the Director of the Centers for Disease Control in Atlanta.

Perhaps the WHO have already been infected. I mean that line about “I get the heat” could point to possible infection and outbreak of some sort of fever. All we know for sure is that Captain Walker didn’t come home and his unborn child will never know him. Believe him missing with a number of men. Don’t expect to see him again.

The Mosquito Republican Army (“MRA”) has announced that the governments of the world have 48 hours to stop targeting their fellow mosquitoes around the world or war on humans will be declared.

“If you think we’re annoying now just wait. We’ll be all over you like the EPA on a Wyoming farmer trying to build a stock pond on his property.”

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Riddler Not Invited to Any of Gotham’s Swank Social Events and He’s Getting Pretty Damned Tired of It!

I feel excluded. Sorry, I should have put that in the form of a riddle.

I feel excluded. Sorry, I should have put that in the form of a riddle.

With the advent of Summer, Gotham’s high society social schedule is in full swing. One person not celebrating however is The Riddler.

“No one invites me. Ever!” said the distraught Riddler.

It’s like they don’t think I’m good enough for high society or something. But I can be swank. I can be very swank. I’m more intelligent than Gotham’s so-called high society. I have superior intellect in every way. And I’m fun too!  Who doesn’t like riddles and word games? I bet I’d be the life of any society party.  They just have to give me a chance.

Billionaire industrialist and leading light of Gotham’s society scene, Bruce Wayne (Bruce Wayne@NotBatman) admits that they have purposely not invited the Riddler but that it is his own fault.

Frankly we just don’t like him. He’s annoying. Very annoying. And no one likes riddles. Riddles are annoying. Riddlers are annoying.  Look we all feel sorry for him. He’s a nerdy fellow who has to go through life looking like Frank Gorshin and that can’t be easy. But lay off the riddles will ya?  Just relax. People might like you more if you didn’t try so hard.

The Riddler announced that he will be holding his own high society parties.

That’s right. I’m going to create a little competition. We’ll see who has the swankiest parties in Gotham. I’ve hired Mr. Freeze and his backup band to perform. We’ll have theme parties. Cosplay.  ’70s appreciation nights.  I’m quite the Hustler dancer if I do say so myself. I bought a disco ball off eBay! People will flock to my parties once they hear about the Disco ball. The Joker even told me he’d even show up. Of course he could be joking. You never know with that guy.

Hoping to avoid a Gotham high society civil war this summer, Bruce Wayne has let it be know that they might invite the Riddler if he wears a suit and tie.

Our parties are classy. Formal affairs. We don’t let any just riffraff in. Well, the Penguin but that’s only because he’s cheap entertainment. We like to watch him waddle. Don’t tell him though. And sometimes we let Poison Ivy attend. But that’s only because she looks hot in her formal yoga pants.

Having heard that he might be invited if he wears a suit, the Riddler has cancelled his plans for competing parties and was last seen shopping at Today’s Man.

It’s been years since I wore a suit. But I think I found one that will look great on me.  

I'm bustin' a move in my formal clothes

I’m bustin’ a move in my formal clothes

Let’s see them try to not invite me now! I dare them.  I still have to get pants taken out a little bit.  Gotham does have plenty of McDonald’s you know. But once that’s done I’ll be the highest of high society.

Upon hearing that the Riddler had bought a suit Bruce Wayne started laughing.

“We’re only inviting him so the Penguin can pants him. Now that’s entertainment!”

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My Exclusive Interview with Kevin Spacey

Yeah I favor pay equality. Really. Oh hell no.

Yeah I favor pay equality. Really. Oh hell no.

Today at the Worldwide Headquarters of Manhattan Infidel™ I have the pleasure of interviewing Academy Award  and Golden Globe winning actor Kevin Spacey, who currently stars in the acclaimed Netflix series, House of Cards.

MI:  Good afternoon Mr. Spacey.  I don’t believe we’ve ever had such a distinguished award winning actor grace our pages before.

KS: Why thank you Manhattan Infidel. You’re very kind.

MI: Where to begin. You’ve been so successful in your career.

KS: Well I’ve been very, very lucky. That is true.

MI: And now you are starring in the critical favorite, House of Cards.  Tell me a little about that show.

KS: I play a character named Frank Underwood, a representative from South Carolina who is the House Majority whip. He’s ruthless and will do anything to seek power. My character is a manipulative, cunning, Machiavellian psychopath.

MI: So you’re the star of the show?

KS: Yes, I am the star.

MI: So you receive top billing?

KS: Yes, I receive top billing, but top billing is not important. What’s important is the opportunity to work with such distinguished and talented actors as my co-star Robin Wright.

MI: Robin Wright. Let’s talk about her. She recently got a pay raise and now makes as much as you, the star of the show. She went to the producers and said that her character was more popular than yours and that she deserved to make as much money as you or she’d go public. The producers relented and gave her the raise. How does that make you, the star of the show, feel.

[pause]

MI: Mr. Spacey?

[pause]

KS: I couldn’t be happier for her.  I support pay equality. It’s a question of civil rights.

MI: Really?

[pause]

KS: Yes. That’s what I said.

MI: Really?

KS:  Yes.

MI: So you, the star of the show who gets top billing are totally comfortable with those who receive lesser billing getting the same pay you do?

[pause]

MI: Mr. Spacey?

KS: F*cking bitch! 

MI: What?

KS:  That f*cking bitch!  I’m the f*cking star. I get the most money. Not her!  She’s not the star! The star gets the most pay! 

MI: But…..but what about pay equality? It’s a question of civil rights for women. You said so yourself.

KS:  Oh f*ck pay equality.

MI: Okay. Well, I guess that’s all the time we have.

KS: F*ck pay equality!

MI: I heard you the first time.

KS: F*ck it. I”m picking up some hookers. I don’t even care if they are underage. I’m still the star. That ought to be worth something!

Hollywood. When it comes to civil rights they put their money where their mouth is.

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Steve Urkel Raped, Dismembered!

Steve Urkel, another victim of Chicago's crime epidemic

Steve Urkel, another victim of Chicago’s crime epidemic

Local Chicago resident Steve Urkel was found murdered in Grant Park.

“It was the most brutal thing I’ve ever witnessed” said a detective on the scene.

I’ve been a cop for a long while so I’ve seen things. But nothing like this. It’s shaken pretty hard core police.  The body was absolutely brutalized. His head and torso had been severed. The body was in three parts. And it appears he had been raped as well.  Whether pre- or post-mortem the doctor will have to find out. I mean you talk about pupil dilation? Well we measured his anal dilation at the scene. Whoever, or whomever raped him was very large. This was an act of brutal rage, or as we call it in Chicago, another Saturday night.

Urkel was last seen at the house of his neighbor, Chicago PD veteran Carl Winslow (pictured here).

I did not kill Steve Urkel!

I did not kill Steve Urkel!

“Urkel had a thing for his daughter” said a neighbor who knew them both.

He was always dropping by wanting to talk to her. The kid was swimming out of his league. She was beautiful and he was, well, a nerd. The family tolerated him because frankly they though he was mentally ill. But after awhile it went from creepy to downright stalking. Like I said he was a nerd and once he learned computers he became dangerous. He kept sending her photos of his penis. Sometimes hundreds a day. Her father didn’t want to get a restraining order because he was worried it would hurt his career. He would often talk about “extra-legal” means of dealing with Urkel. In fact if anyone should be looked at as a suspect it’s Winslow.

Winslow denies any wrongdoing.

Hey I cared about the little annoying shit as much as anybody. I mean it would be different if I thought he actually had a chance with my daughter. Then I would have to kill him. But no. I didn’t kill him. I did not dismember, rape and dump the body in Grant Park. I mean, I ain’t answering any further questions until I talk to my union rep. Now if you excuse me I have to finish burning my house and moving to Mexico.

Authorities are also looking at former senator Bob Dole

Bob Dole did not murder Steve Urkel! Bob Dole was a friend of Steve Urkel!

Bob Dole did not murder Steve Urkel! Bob Dole was a friend of Steve Urkel!

as a potential suspect.  Dole, as expected, denies any involvement in the murder.

Bob Dole did not murder Steve Urkel. Bob Dole is tired of this crap. Bob Dole keeps being blamed for everything. Bob Dole was a friend of Steve Urkel. Bob Dole would not hurt him. Bob Dole only wants to hurt Germans and socialists.

As for Urkel’s funeral, the lead detective at the murder scene hopes it is a closed casket affair.

Oh sure I guess they could sew the three body parts back together. But they had better get the order right. I’ve seen it happen before. The funeral home sews a dismemberment victim back up the wrong way and his ass is facing forward and his head is on the bottom and his feet are on top.  Kinda interesting to look at once you got over the weird visual.

The Chicago PD promises a full investigation of the murder.

“We’ll get right on it. Right now most of the force is at the funeral home. They want to see if the coroner sews his ass on backwards.”

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My Exclusive Interview with Ruby Rose (Yeah I Know I’ve Never Heard of Her Either)

I'm on television. Now give me my f*cking fries asshole!

I’m on television. Now give me my f*cking fries asshole!

What is a celebrity? In olden times there were only three networks and a handful of shows. To get on television was an accomplishment and one had to have talent. Now with the advent of cable that has changed. Thousands of channels and thousands of shows mean anyone can be a celebrity. You can even be a talentless, ugly gender-neutral self-identifying lesbian on a cable channel who feels entitled to throw food at restaurant servers.

And so I now present my totally not made up interview with the “celebrity” known as Ruby Rose.

MI:  Good afternoon Ms. Rose. May I call you Ruby?

RR:  Are you a celebrity?

MI: Does having my picture on a post office wall count?

RR: No.

MI: Then I guess I’m not a celebrity.

RR: Then you may not call me Rose. I must maintain my elevated station. And that means keeping a certain distance from the masses.

MI: Right. Let’s start at the top. You recently were thrown out of a restaurant in New Orleans for throwing food at the wait staff.

RR: Let me just say that I have huge love, respect and admiration for servers around the world.

MI: Really?  That’s interesting. I didn’t figure you as the technical type. What type of servers? Windows?  Linux?

RR: Food server you asshole.

MI: Oh, so you have the utmost respect for waiters and bartenders?

RR: Yes.

[pause]

MI: Really?

RR:  Nah.  Just kidding. They are little people who have never been on television. As such they are not important. 

MI:  Is that why you threw the food in the restaurant in New Orleans?

RR: I’m a celebrity. When my entourage and I deem to grace a restaurant with our presence I expect immediate satisfaction. I do not expect to wait 40 minutes for my entrees. Do you know who waits 40 minutes for entrees?  Little people. Little people who aren’t on television. Little people who fly coach. Little people who have never had anyone ask them for an autograph.

MI: I see. And you’re – 

RR: On television.  

MI: Are you sure?

RR: Yes. Orange is the new Black. It’s quite a popular show. Billions around the globe watch it.

MI: Well I’ve never watched it.

RR: Then you must be backward, homophobic, transphobic and stupid.

MI: Hey! There’s no need to insult me. Now I see that you also identify as gender neutral.

RR: Yes. This is correct. Gender is a bourgeois construct with no firm basis in biology.

MI: Really?

RR: I’m on television. That means whatever I say is true.

[Manhattan Infidel pulls Ruby Rose’s pants down, revealing her vagina]

MI: You have female genitalia.

RR: Technically yes.

MI: So I guess you’re not that gender neutral after all.

[Ruby Rose becomes angry]

RR: F*ck you white man. Do you know what I have in my pocket?  Leftover french fries that I did not throw when I was at the Rebellion Bar and Urban Kitchen. I’m going to throw them at you now!

[She throws fries at Manhattan Infidel that miss him]

MI: You even throw like a girl. Not too gender neutral at that either, are you?

[She begins crying]

MI: I’m afraid we’re out of time. 

RR:  Will you be my daddy?

MI: No. Bye.

Well there you have it folks. And for those who want to read up on the so-called celebrity Ruby Rose’s culinary habits, here is the article.

http://www.nola.com/celebrities/index.ssf/2016/05/ruby_rose_kicked_out_new_orlea.html

 

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My Exclusive Interview with Ken Burns

Women sleep with me! I know! Amazing!

Women sleep with me! I know! Amazing!

Today at Manhattan Infidel I have the pleasure of interviewing none other than award-winning PBS documentary filmmaker Ken Burns.

MI: Good afternoon Mr. Burns.

KB: Good afternoon Manhattan Infidel.

MI: You’ve had quite a lot of success as a filmmaker.  The Civil War, Baseball, Jazz are just some of your documentaries. What brings you to such disparate topics?

KB: These aren’t as disparate as they appear to be. They all have one thing in common. And that one thing is the core value of America.

MI: Freedom?

KB: No. Racism.

MI: Racism?

KB: Racism is the American value. Our country was founded by racists for racists to be racist. Baseball is racist. The Civil war was racist. Jazz is racist.

MI: Wait. Jazz is racist?

KB: Yes. The white man appropriated the culture of the black man. This is typical of the white man, always raping the cultures of the peoples of color and using it for their own profit.

MI: Right.

KB: Like the amputated limb felt long after it has been cut off, I miss Trayvon Martin.

MI: Um.

KB: He was innocent. All he did was wear a hoodie. Hoodies frighten the white man.

MI: I often wear hoodies. By the way, my people call them sweatshirts.

KB: The white man appropriated hoodies.

MI: Right.

KB: Just the other day I wore a hoodie as I visited a Starbucks on Martha’s Vineyard.  People looked at me differently. With fear. I started to identify with Trayvon Martin. I felt like an outsider. Oppressed. Racism. Racism is everywhere.

MI: Of course they could have been looking at you and wondering “Who’s the idiot in the hoodie?”

KB: Don’t trivialize my harrowing experience with racism, Manhattan Infidel. By the way which liberal establishment magazine did you say you wrote for? Salon?

MI: Actually. I write a blog.

KB: Blogging is racist. 

MI: Is there anything that isn’t racist?

KB: Giving money to the Democratic party is not racist.

MI: Figures.

KB: I also do not believe there is a hell, as most of our religions reliably report, just the ones we humans make for ourselves and each other right here.

MI: You don’t believe in hell?

KB: No. Hell is racist.

MI: Right. Oh, look who’s here. It’s Satan himself.

[Satan appears] 

I am not racist!

I am not racist!

Satan: Ken Burns I am Satan and I am here to take you to the hell you don’t believe in.

KB: Okay, can I make a documentary on you?

Satan: I suppose.

KB: What’s the bathroom situation in hell? Do you have separate bathrooms for transgendered?

Satan: We only have one bathroom in hell.

KB: That is so racist.

[Satan leads Ken Burns away]

Well that was odd. I can’t wait to see his documentary.

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Breaking News: The Yankees Really Really Really Hate Manhattan Infidel!

“How was I to know she was underage?  I mean she told me but she could have been lying.” ~ Joe Pepitone

Attendance down? I see no evidence of this.

Attendance down? I see no evidence of this.

On a cold, rainy, ugly night in the Bronx the Yankees started a three-game home stand against the team with the best record in the AL, the Chicago White Sox.

The Yankees started Luis Severino who hadn’t won a game this year while the White Sox started Chris Sale, who hadn’t lost a game this year. The results were as expected.

Oh sure Sale could have lost and Severino could have won. But seeing as I was at the game the Yankees continued their practice of losing just to spite me.

The White Sox got on the board in the top of the second when they batted round and scored three times.  Brett Lawrie led off with a double. After Avisail Garcia flied out to center field Alex Avila doubled to left field scoring Lawrie.  After former top Yankee prospect Austin Jackson walked and Adam Eaton singled to load the bases, Jose Abreu singled home Jackson and Eaton. 3-0 White Sox after 1 1/2.

In the bottom of the second the Yankees got their only run of the game when Chase Headley hit an 0-1 pitch over the left field wall. 3-1 White Sox after two.

In the top of the third the White Sox pulled away and scored four more times. After Alex Avila singled and Austin Jackson walked for the second of three times in the game Adam Eaton doubled them both home. Jimmy Rollins, a washed up shell of his former self, came to the plate. Normally he’d strike out but seeing as I was at the game he homered on a 1-1 pitch.  7-1 White Sox after 2 1/2.

Severino was taken out of the game in the third inning and placed on the DL. Is he injured? Maybe. But more likely the Yankees want him to clear his head and not pitch for awhile.

That was all the scoring in the game.  Severino (0-6 7.46) took the loss while Sale (8-0 1.67) was the winner.  Sale needed only 99 pitches for the complete game win, giving up one run on six hits, while not walking anyone and striking out six.

Notes on the game:

As I mentioned, Chris Sale pitched a complete game, which is a rare as an episode of the Walking Dead that doesn’t suck. I mean come on zombies, eat them already. The game lasted 2 hours and 50 minutes, another rarity as games nowadays are obligated to last 3 1/2 to four hours.

What can baseball do to improve game times?  Simple.  Banish the pitch count.  Nothing slows down a game more than a pitch count. Instead of letting the game flow normally if a pitcher gets close to the magic number of 100 pitches the bullpen gets up. And once the bullpen gets involved the game slows down to a crawl and becomes a game of attrition. Who will last the longest? The players or the bored fans?

So get rid of the pitch count. Being a realist I know that isn’t going to happen. Instead why not make all pitchers long relief? Starting pitching is irrelevant.  Starters can’t get out of the 5th inning and if they do their elbows explode into a million fragments. Just have one pitcher pitch the first three innings, a second do the fourth, fifth and six and a third do the seventh, eighth and ninth. Problem solved. No more pitch count to worry about. No more innings limits. And the game will be much quicker.

One of the annoying things the Yankees do (besides charge $1000 for seats behind home  plate) is every seventh inning stretch they bring out “an honored member of our armed services” and play God Bless America.

I hate this. It’s not 2001 anymore and I’m weary and tired of the police/security state we live in thanks to the Bush/Obama administration. You really want to support our troops? Don’t send them overseas to fight useless fucking “nation building” wars that drain our treasury, destroy young lives and lower our prestige overseas.

I’m an isolationist now. Let the rest of the world go to hell.

There is no word on whether the Yankees will be letting those who self-identify as women use the woman’s room. I’m sure that’s a civil rights case in the making.

Best heckle of the game:

I tried but my heckle of, “Semen belongs to the perfection of the begetter. and is released by a natural and pleasurable operation” didn’t fire up the crowd. Perhaps they were in their refractory period.

Recommended reading material:

Nightmare Town: The Collected Stories of Dashiell Hammett.

Reader mail:

A.P of Poughkeepsie writes, “A certain affinity arises from natural generation, and this is an impediment to marriage.”

I hear you brother.  Spread your seed far and wide!

S.J. of Minneapolis writes, “Woman is naturally subject to man, because in man the discretion of reason predominates.”

I hear you sister. Women! Am I right or am I right?

L.T. of Queens writes, “The production of woman comes from defect in the active force or from some material indisposition, or even some external influence, such as that of a south wind, which is moist.”

I love it when you talk dirty.

And so my record this year stands at 0-5.  They have to win one game I go to this year? Don’t they?  I mean it’s just the law of averages.

My next game is Wednesday May 25th against the Toronto Blue Jays.

Go Yankees!

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My Exclusive Interview with Gwyneth Paltrow

I represent the common woman

I represent the common woman

Today at Manhattan Infidel I have the pleasure of interviewing actress, producer, blogger and former spouse of Cold Play lead vocalist Chris Martin, Gwyneth Paltrow.

MI: Good afternoon Ms. Paltrow.

[Paltrow does not respond]

MI: Ms. Paltrow?

GP: Manhattan Infidel, do you believe in intimacy and energetic polarity?

MI:  I’m not sure. What does that mean?

GP: I believe that sex is more about energetic polarity rather than sexual technique and stamina.

MI: Um Okay.

GP: I haven’t been energetically polaric with anyone in a long while. Would you care to be intimate with me?

MI: Sure! I guess this is my lucky day. You know I am known for my sexual technique and stamina.

GP: Since when has that had anything to do with sexual pleasure?  As I said it’s all about energetic polarity. Now let’s consciously couple.  Prepare for energetic polarity!

[Paltrow starts to remove sex toys from her handbag]

MI: What…….what are you doing?

GP: Nothing brings about energetic polarity like sex toys.

MI: Okay. Usually I don’t use sex toys. I like to rely on my technique and stamina.

GP: What did I tell you about sex? Technique and stamina are not sex.

MI: What are those toys?

GP: It’s a leather whip for 575 dollars, 400 dollar nipple clamps, two vibrators totaling 300 dollars and my prize possession a solid gold dildo worth fifteen thousand dollars. I’m going to use all these on you.

MI: What?

GP: And then I’m going to send you a bill for using all the toys.

MI: I can’t afford that!

GP: Have you ever had your vagina steam cleaned?

MI: I don’t have a vagina!

GP: You should try it. Let me set up the steam cleaner.

MI: I told you I don’t have a vagina!

[Paltrow attached the steam cleaning suction cups to Manhattan Infidel’s midsection]

GP: I’ll just turn it on now.

MI: Wait!

[Paltrow turns on steam cleaner.  Manhattan Infidel screams in pain]

GP: Do you feel energetic polarity yet?

[There is a tearing, ripping noise]

MI:My testicles!  You just ripped off my testicles. My god my technique and stamina are gone!

GP: Don’t you feel cleaner?

MI: I feel lighter without my testicles.

GP: Now let’s get energetically polaric.

MI: I have no balls. You steam cleaned them off.

GP: Oh. So no energetic polarity?

MI: ‘Fraid not.

GP: Oh. Unfortunate. Well here’s the bill.

MI: I have no balls.

GP: If you can’t come up with the cash I’ll lend you money and you can repay me.

MI: I have no balls.

And so ended my interview with Gwyneth Paltrow. And my technique and stamina. I have no balls.

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