Movies you wish you had directed

Agent Bundy; political spy

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“But it was working for the governor where he really put his dark traits to work, spying on his boss’s Democratic opponent. Bundy wore disguises as he recorded stump speeches for dissection and eventual attack ads. This kind of opposition research is common today, but at the time it was novel. Bundy was interviewed when the press caught wind. The fledgling killer brushed off the attention with false humility…”

“It’s hard for me to believe that what I did is newsworthy,” he told a reporter, chuckling.

“My part in the campaign was so insignificant I’m embarrassed to be getting this publicity from it. Really embarrassed.”

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(fuck now I can’t find the video clip of it)

youtu.be/noBAr8o1VsA

See here’s one place where me 'n Ted part ways… really the defining feature that sets us most apart. I know I don’t have a sexually sadistic bone in my body when I lay back and listen to this adorable southern-bell’s most sweetest voice. Karen the first girl. How could a man ever want to hurt this beautiful creature. Just listen to how honest and sweet and lovely her voice is.

Now I’m not saying it’s okay to kill the ugly ones. I didn’t say that. And I’m not necessarily saying you absolutely shouldn’t abduct Karen and force her at gun point to read to you, because I understand what it’s like to want that.

I’ve listened to her testimony three times and almost slipped into a sleep each time. she’s such a gentle, soothing thing to listen to.

Hey that’s actually not a bad idea for an MO, especially today when unique serial crimes are becoming fewer and fewer.

I’ll tell you now what I’m gonna do but it won’t be for many many more years. You may or may not remember me saying this.

When I’m either in very bad health and/or am unable to sustain myself any longer, I’m going to do something to get myself into prison.

I will begin an interstate wide series of break-ins and kidnappings in which I will break into the places of very gorgeous women, force them to get fully dressed in winter gear, and read selected stories from a Reader’s Digest to me while I hold them at gun point. After which I will quickly and quietly slip through the back door and out of their lives forever.

This is what the crime industry needs. Something original. All the formulas are played out.

I’m excited.

But let’s look at what actually ended up happening through the late eighties and onward regarding the relation of pornographic material and sexualized violence in the media, with the frequency of known sexual crimes in the US.

When forensic science made DNA analysis and identification possible, that cut the numbers of crimes in half immediately, I would imagine. But to make a real determination here you’d have to run a bunch of numbers and statistics and compare yer per capitas and draw all yer graphs and shit and who’s got time for all that.

It it my theory that once porn - even the more graphic sadomasochistic stuff - became more easily available and accessible through the internet, it actually served as a deterrent to sexual crimes in general because it provided a product and an outlet for vicarious or surrogate sexual experience. In other words, the thing that Ted warned us would be making our creeps, actually ended up taking care of the creeps it made… keeping them off the streets and in their sweaty teenage rooms in front of their computer screens.

The forensic science revolution coupled with the mass commercialization of every kind of porn imaginable, turned a generation of potential sociopaths almost moved to commit sexual violence, into a radically new class and culture of nine inch nails listenin-to, no highschool sports playin, camel lights smokin, VCR video rental store clerk workin, moderately overweight lethargic life-havin, dungeons and dragons playin, star trek convention goin, socially awkward 1995 corolla driving male teenager with light to moderate acne and never anything above a C+ in school.

I mean really if the accessibility of pornography has gone up, and the numbers of known sexual crimes has gone down, then the correlation Ted and Dobson are on about, ended up being a false alarm. But they couldn’t have known this and their cause was noble.

Rather what we, as a society, should be looking at, is how strange it is that humans might make an industry out of sexually graphic media so instead of having to actually have sex to be satisfied, they can look at other humans on electronic screens engage in sexual activity and masturbate while watching.

And this is going on in the hundreds of millions all over the erf.

But no, there wuz never gonna be a nation wide ban on pornography just because a handful of freaks ended up being influenced by it a little too heavily.

But still, how can u, as a society, sleep well at night knowing that millions of decent, misunderstood but well meaning slightly overweight or excessively skinny virgin male adolescent Korn fans (who aren’t tough enough to get into the mosh pits at the live shows and are ridiculed by their peers all the time because of it) are sitting in front of their computers watching blue haired women with dragon dildos doing untold things to themselves at pornhub?

Yes, they aren’t out murdering women, but is this really a viable and healthy alternative? Should we not work as a society to encourage others to improve themselves so they aren’t afraid to go outside into the sun with shorts on instead of black pants, and tennis shoes rather than big 'ol unnecessary impractical over-done and perfectly gratuitous military boots of some kind, and ask the girl down the street on a date?

With the revolution of forensic science and the emasculating forces of consumer culture, our serial killer breed from the seventies and eighties died a slow, myopic death. Men no longer had the balls or the acumen to be a Theodore Bundy, and into their 67 degree basements and studio apartments with wainscoting they go wearing their glasses and bangs… wanting to violate u… to penetrate u, to fuck u like an animaaaal!!!

EW-WAH
EW-EW
AH-EW-WAH-AH
EW-WAH

tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss

But let’s look at what actually ended up happening through the late eighties and onward regarding the relation of pornographic material and sexualized violence in the media, with the frequency of known sexual crimes in the US.

When forensic science made DNA analysis and identification possible, that cut the numbers of crimes in half immediately, I would imagine. But to make a real determination here you’d have to run a bunch of numbers and statistics and compare yer per capitas and draw all yer graphs and shit and who’s got time for all that.

It it my theory that once porn - even the more graphic sadomasochistic stuff - became more easily available and accessible through the internet, it actually served as a deterrent to sexual crimes in general because it provided a product and an outlet for vicarious or surrogate sexual experience. In other words, the thing that Ted warned us would be making our creeps, actually ended up taking care of the creeps it made… keeping them off the streets and in their sweaty teenage rooms in front of their computer screens.

The forensic science revolution coupled with the mass commercialization of every kind of porn imaginable, turned a generation of potential sociopaths almost moved to commit sexual violence, into a radically new class and culture of nine inch nails listenin-to, no highschool sports playin, camel lights smokin, VCR video rental store clerk workin, moderately overweight lethargic life-havin, dungeons and dragons playin, star trek convention goin, socially awkward 1995 corolla driving male teenager with light to moderate acne and never anything above a C+ in school.

I mean really if the accessibility of pornography has gone up, and the numbers of known sexual crimes has gone down, then the correlation Ted and Dobson are on about, ended up being a false alarm. But they couldn’t have known this and their cause was noble.

Rather what we, as a society, should be looking at, is how strange it is that humans might make an industry out of sexually graphic media so instead of having to actually have sex to be satisfied, they can look at other humans on electronic screens engage in sexual activity and masturbate while watching.

And this is going on in the hundreds of millions all over the erf.

But no, there wuz never gonna be a nation wide ban on pornography just because a handful of freaks ended up being influenced by it a little too heavily.

But still, how can u, as a society, sleep well at night knowing that millions of decent, misunderstood but well meaning slightly overweight or excessively skinny virgin male adolescent Korn fans (who aren’t tough enough to get into the mosh pits at the live shows and are ridiculed by their peers all the time because of it) are sitting in front of their computers watching blue haired women with dragon dildos doing untold things to themselves at pornhub?

Yes, they aren’t out murdering women, but is this really a viable and healthy alternative? Should we not work as a society to encourage others to improve themselves so they aren’t afraid to go outside into the sun with shorts on instead of black pants, and tennis shoes rather than big 'ol unnecessary impractical over-done and perfectly gratuitous military boots of some kind, and ask the girl down the street on a date?

With the revolution of forensic science and the emasculating forces of consumer culture, our serial killer breed from the seventies and eighties died a slow, myopic death. Men no longer had the balls, opportunity, or the acumen to be a Theodore Bundy, and into their 67 degree basements and studio apartments with wainscoting they go wearing their glasses and bangs… wanting to violate u… to penetrate u, to fuck u like an animaaaal!!!

EW-WAH
EW-EW
AH-EW-WAH-AH
EW-WAH

tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss-tss

It wasn’t the porn that reduced the rape. It was the social integration. People that usually would have felt like outsiders with nothing to lose, nothing to owe, were made stakeholders.

Look at Egypt. In Egypt, you don’t matter. The slightest. God and the state matter. You are outside by definition. The result: some gringo journalist girl gets swallowed by a protesting mob, she gets raped and beat right on the spot. No dragging her to an out-of-sight corner, no hiding, just right where they found her.

Any and all films with Keanu Reaves, and Nicolas Cage.

I’d re-cast with someone with charisma and the ability to act, which neither these have.

Let’s start with Bill and Ted which is so obviously a poor rip off of Wayne and Garth.

My ex used to say that about Bruce Willis. That he doesn’t know how to act, he just says very few words and makes the exact same face.

The gravity of every scene where he makes that face though.

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bq3_U_YD5ow[/youtube]

That’s also what made The Matrix work. Keanu Reeve’s calm disorientation. “I don’t know where I am but that doesn’t bother me.”

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IDT3MpSCKI[/youtube]

What were the Wachowski brothers doing during that time?

Probably listening to this:

[youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XEpT_vt7AX0[/youtube]

Well they do that to horses. I mean not with the screen, they put a nice mare in front of it, but if they could do a screen version of smell, they would do it and it would work.

The horse is obviously aware that he is not on the actual mare. But he happily humps away at the bag.

There’s probably more money in it than in human porn.

Jan 25 1980, michaud, who is attending the Orlando trial, records conversations on his hotel phone each night with the infamous killer, now on death row.

[cue chilling music]

"One of my fondest memories was the night… I’ve always had this passion for plants, right? But plants are so damned expensive. Liz was justifiably freaked out by all this because she knew that I couldn’t afford these things and she knew I was risking a lot and was stupid for doing it. But you know, these were just, uh, you know, little luxuries. And I had this deep desire for this Benjamina tree…

I’ve got to tell you this story! There’s a big nursery close to the university in Seattle. Lots of greenhouses and beautiful plants. I used to go there and drool at all the plants. Well, on this occasion - just before I left for Utah - I got this urge. ‘I want a tree,’ I said to myself. And this thing was eight feet tall! All I had was a Volkswagen (bug) with a sunroof. I walked in the side entrance of this place where this beautiful Benjamina was and picked it up. It was heavy and bulky. Anyway, I got it and started walking. I got to my car. I lifted it up and down through the sunroof. There’s a good five feet sticking out the top! I calmly walked around, got in the car and took off."

Serial Killers and The Proletariat: Me My Freaks and I

              The Zoot Allures Story

Long sequence of Zoot playing a complicated drum solo.

Now we’re in a suburban backyard in a wooded area. Zoot, backwards cap and sunglasses, berates a guy as he works on a deck.

ZOOT: What you’re doing here is you’re compromising the entire thimamagloo with your zorbagabarbs by placing them with the hermigallistants thermogiblated only once.

Now we’re in the same backyard, with Zoot sitting on a chair talking to the camera.

ZOOT: I hate Mexicans.

ZOOT: I went to jail with a bunch of them, sorry prison, that’s prison, not jail. There was always a thousand of them and you couldn’t walk around them. [goes into some prison story about Mexicans]

Now we’re walking side by side with Zoot down a tree lined residential street. He gesticulates as he talks.

ZOOT: See the problem with America is that people don’t want to look at the fact that they’re being exploited. They prefer to look at some fat kid listening to Korn in his basement, jacking off to triple penetration fantasy rape porn, you know, and not ask themselves why they should be working 40 hours a week to make some capitalist parasite pig rich. Is it that kid’s fault that he can’t figure out how to relate to a system that trains him to think of God and how to please him, you know, all this shit, going to church and being a good person or whatever, and meanwhile nobody has the balls to tell him that life has no purpose. I mean, sure, who would want to, right? Not everybody has the strength to face that reality. Ted Bundy and others, heroes really if you ask me, if you can look past all the raping and killing or whatever, they can look that reality in the eye. But until you start changing things, putting things in the hands of the people, until you can face the reality that the capitalist parasites contribute nothing and should all be summarily executed, you know?, and you start making people’s comittees and extracting the parasite element, you can’t even hope to start teaching the people, the real people, the proletariat, you know? our people, the fat emo freak in the basement slitting his wrist to Marilyn Manson while he masturbates, you can’t even begin to explain to them that morality doesn’t exist, and that you have to literally build it, you know? That Max Stirner shit, people aren’t ready to hear it yet. You have to coax them into it, like a herd of goats in for shearing.

We turn a corner and Zoot knocks on the door. His mother opens it and invites him and the crew in for coffee.

youtu.be/-wcwLPKtPMQ

A virtual tour of skyline dr. and a view of the house where it all began.

Louise married Culpepper the Cook and moved the fam to Tacoma. This would place our teddy in this house for his pre-adolescence and adolescent period.

We should also question the authenticity of the contractor’s report of there being ‘strange events’ in the house while he and his crew were working on it. We can expect stuff like this because it’s part of the mythos.

However, if indeed we have a case of possession taking place in the house, we should petition the city/county for rights to demolish the house and inspect the grounds for any signs of an indian burial ground.

“ghosts crowd the young child’s fragile, eggshell mind” - Jim Morrison

Incidentally, my research led me to discover a Duwamish indian named Chief Bonks-a-Squaw who was reputed by two independent historians to have been a violent serial rapist who’s MO was exactly like Ted’s. He would bludgeon women with the blunt end of his tomahawk, abduct them, etc.

What’s more, the particular Duwamish tribe he belonged to occupied that exact Tacoma area.

Malificent2

Starring Megan Markle

with an appearence by angelyna jolee, duke sus sex, and the royals

not to be creepy… but thanks. good flick.