HUSBAND AND WIFE SUICIDE BOMBERS???

I wish I could strangle these two with my bare hands. They are deluded cowards. Dying is easy, living is hard. What really strikes me as odd about a hubby and a wifey suicide bombers is the whole 72 virgins thing. I mean, these fuck heads think that men will get all these virgins to mess with for eternity? But, he has a wife... I know that M. would not let me have one virgin, let alone 72... I mean, the women do not get 72 men in their silly, oh so deadly myth.

I guess this just shows you again the irrationality of the mystics. By the way, I use the word mystic to mean anyone who takes a leap of faith. Anyone who is religous is a mystic. All are delusions, and my despising of these head fucks is equal to all religions.

Another funny thing about this is that E.O. Wilson, one of the most influential thinkers of our time and the father of the discipline I believe sheds more light on humanity than any other -- sociobiology, believed that we have a gene that makes us feel good about sacrificing ourselves for others. Some mechanism that over rides the basic, primal urge to survive. E.O. Wilson was writing about soldiers who jump on gernades to save their fellow warriors. Alturistic? I think that is the word he used.

On this veteren's day, I want to thank my father, John Kenneth Ridgway, for volunteering for the war, doing his duty, and coming home a kind and generous man who was liked by all. He was such a wonderful man. . . and I want to thank anyone else who is or out or going to be in the armed forces. I wish there was no need for this kind of sacrifice (and don't kid yourself with your anti-war rhetoric,
the very people you would stop from doing their job protect your ass from the worst evils you can imagine).. under the Taliban, they would kill me, stone your momma for wearing a dress, kill you for that peice of ass you nibbled behind your spouses back... not to mention, there would be no truth on the radio and televisions, and we would, be soon enough, in just a few generations, turned into the same wet brained ignoramouses they are.... remember how the greeks made those great strides into the world of free men having a voice in the affairs of government? Remember how those concepts were lost to humanity for awhile? Our culture will go that way, too... and without our armed forces, instead of growing into a more sane culture, we will step back into the stone age.

I hate like hell that I am on the same side as Bush in this... sorry, mom...

oh, go have a day where you blow every veteren you meet, saving the sperm in your distended cheek, like a squirrel gathering nuts, then spit all that jizz into the face of the next war protestor you see... or just sit back and look around at your life and realize how much of it is only possible with the blood of many a good man and women...


for my father THOU SHALT NOT STEAL THE WRITINGS OF JOHN SCOTT RIDGWAY... YOU CAN EASILY GET PERMISSION FOR A NON COMMERCIAL REPRINT BY CONTACTING MY EMAIL.

THERE ARE SOLDIERS IN MY TV!

There are soldiers in my TV!
running up the side of a mountain
breaking down doors
driving tanks
talking
taking orders
sending emails
playing video games
talking to their parents and wives


There are soldiers in my TV!
walking beside endless coffins
dressed in their finest uniforms
firing salutes
to try to make ourselves believe there is sense'
that lives go on
after the battle has torn them in two

There are soldiers in my TV!
crazy eighteen year olds
hopped up on testorone
riding the wave of their sexual peak

sublimating those lost fucks into energy
to keep moving through the desert
to keep fighting the forever war
to once more face a city filled with snipers and bombs



There are soldiers in my TV!
they lay wounded in tents
dying in hospitals
dead on the nightly news
a million and some prayers
for peace
remain unanswered
as if god himself
turned way
from our endless slaughter


There are soldiers in my TV!
shot and fallen
bloody stains on their chests
the flesh of their faces ripped away
blown up by road side bombs
layed by religious freaks
hopped up on heaven



There are soldiers in my TV!
crashed and dragged through dusty streets
becoming a macabe parade
as the cheering sunni's dance and cheer for death


There are soldiers in my TV!
in movies with beautiful people
playing out intricate plots
pasted over anti war messages
that are drowned out
by the seductive roar
of machine guns



There are soldiers in my TV!
I ache to hear we have won
that no more lives
will be sacrificed to the war
against the enemies of our culture
the ignorant fundamentalists would strip of us of our freedom
to listen to rock n roll
to love who we would

they would drag our women back into darker times
force their lies on all who would live
under the sinning sons of of a darker allah


There are soldiers in my TV!
I want to bring them home
to a peaceful world
where their blood isn't needed
the same old eutopia I have wanted
since I first learned to cry


There are soldiers in my TV!
when I change the channel
the world is only as big as the part that I see
as quiet as my sleepy neighborhood


























Along the Tigris River