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Cowshewitz & Prince Harry

Before reading the following know this: I am not making light of what Prince Harry did NOR am I making light of the horrible travisty that was the holicaust. I am simply making an anology that seemed to come to mind on mny trip back from LA on Wednesday Morning.

Driving up through the central valley of California on highway 5 is something that everyone should experience. The seemingly endless vineyards with rows of grapevines perfectly layed out for optimal use of space and harvesting. The desert rocky soil mixed with hot days followed by fog that is drawn off the ocean nestled against the mountains that are just north of LA are the perfect spot for raising the delicate grapes that make the grape jelly, wine, balsamic vinigar and a plethora of other stuff that California exports to the world - not to mention the best place for an 87 car pile-up. Just past the vineyards going north on 5 are the orange groves that have been slowly migrating north of la as they are squeezed more and more out of the limelight that was once orange county before the fast food craze and urban sprawl abruptlty halted farming in that area.

Just a little more up the road, that there are mandarin groves that run into pastachio farms that run into apple orchards with migrant workers working in the cold of winter banging the trees, tilling soil, spreading fertilizer and pruning trees so they are ready for the next season.

Beyond that there are lemon orchards, cabbage patches and kids in the cabbage patches picking cabbage...

Then finally about 125 miles south of San Francisco is a little place we call: cowshewitz.

You've got to be wondering why, why would I call a place cowshewitz? Sacralige man! Let me describe this place and you tell me if you think the name fits - andrew came up with the name and I need to give him credit- andrew it is yours.

You pass this place at 80 miles an hour and it takes a solid minute to pass it so that should give you the scope of the size...big, very big. Looking out to the east it stretches farther than the eye can see and there is not a single blade of grass. Mud and feces are the landscape sculpted by bulldozers operated nonstop to push the poop into manageable piles of manuer that are eaten and stood on by these beautiful but totally moronic animals. The guys that operate these machines - god bless them - must smell like shit 24/7. the animals are several but all the same- cows. My estimate- and it is just a rough estimate on that day as I assume the numbers ebb and flow as the animals are brought to slaughter- is that there are about 3500 jammed into a space that is fit for a small heard of 200. Remember, cows need tons of space to eat grass and roam because that is all they ever do they are natural lawn mowers. As you case the place you slowly realize that there is absolutely no escape. On one side of the holding pens is 5 and no human wants to cross that thing let alone a cow. on the other side are fences upon fences... these animals are outside but the may as well be in a prison camp because that is what it looks like. But the most incredible thing is the intense and undeniable smell that accompanies these animals- holy cow shit batman I think its a steaming pile of farm animal dung!

Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat, Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,Grass fed beef, that is all I will ever eat,

Now about harry, well he screwed up royally ( i guess that is where that saying came from because when you screw up as royalty it makes the front page). I think it is straight forward to say that Harry is damaged goods b/c his mom died when he was young AND you could say that having a father like prince charles is no picnic AND you could say that his station in life is somewhat more restricted in the way of career choices. Sure he's a spoiled little prince of a prince and he gets to go to costume party's and drink stuff that is expensive and he probably goes skiing in the alps whenever he wants and he probably has a team of scientists working around the clock to invent the time machine.

however, should Harry be b-b-q'd for wearing a costume?? Is it fair to say he's a young kid and didn't know the ramifications of wearing a cotumne like this just a week before national holicost day in britan where the celibrate the 60th anniversary of the closing of the well known sick and disgusting war crimes central camp of the third reich? Is it lame that one of his so called friends took the picture and then sold it to a tabloid? Can Harry kick his ass at chess or something to get back at him for betraying their friendship?

I dunno but I can offer my solution to good young prince of a prince Harry.. he should just have to spend one lonely night at cowshewitz... in a nazi uniform...eating what the cows eat, sleeping where the cows sleep and feeling what cows feel- whatever that is- just before they are slughtered like the jews were.









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