It’s good to find time for some less serious stuff.
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I missed out on Rock-N-Roll’s destruction of folk music. The only sounds I could hear back then were the TAT-TAT-TAT of machine guns and the K-BOOM of artillery and VROOOM of F-4s dropping 500-pounders. Brought to me by troglodytes like Lou. Louder than any amplifier, the roar of war (battlefields are very noisy places) made me hard of hearing. It could have been worse — I’m one of the (relatively) lucky ones it didn’t make dead. Almost 40 years on, I have only one thing I want to say to the stiff necked adults of the 50s who shoved Vietnam down my throat: Fuck you, Lou.
It was mostly the World War 2 generation who sent my generation to Vietnam, then turned their backs on us when we came home.
It was leaders of their generation who sent us into something we couldn’t win, and the rank-and-file of their generation called us “candy asses” because we didn’t win. Apparently the 58,000 of us who died trying wasn’t enough mangled dead bodies to convince them we made the effort.
My feelings toward the so-called “Greatest Generation” aren’t as charitable as is currently in fashion. What I mean is, I respect what they did at Normandy and Iwo and all that, but they’re assholes.
I wonder if Lou served in the military? Does anyone know? I don’t think so, because his own web site doesn’t mention military service, and I think he would mention it if he had any, and his Wikipedia bio doesn’t mention any, either. So, I think he doesn’t have any.
He doesn’t seem like the type. What I mean is, music critic for the Seattle Times? C’mon! I can’t see a music lover in uniform. Lou doesn’t cut the figure of a government-trained killer. For that, you need a great big rabbit with very sharp claws also equipped an individual or squad automatic weapon, and made more photogenic by belts of machine gun ammo draped over both shoulders and grenades hanging off web gear. (Actually, most of us carried them in our field trouser pockets.)
So here’s Lou The Music Critic spouting off that Elvis and Rock-N-Roll killed folk music. Personally, I think it simply died on the vine — everyone forgot about folk music when they were busy piling into the streets by the millions trying to take back their country from the lying warmongers who were slaughtering tens of thousands of their generation in a futile war. I don’t think too many young people were reading Lou’s music columns or listening to polka LPs when they were sweating blood over whether they were gonna get drafted.
Lou, are you really as big an idiot as you look? Don’t answer that, you’ll only embarrass yourself worse.
He is not too bright on how genetics works either.
So children of carpenters will have smashed thumbs?
Lee once again running to his blog.
Priceless.
Jump lee, jump.
p.s. Feel free to keep copying me.
@6
Marvin once again slavishly comments on one of my posts.
Man, what would you ever do if I stopped posting?
Jump, Marvin, jump!
If you stopped posting or running to your blog to get the last word? Big difference.
Why do you feel the need to run to your blog to get the last word? Sounds like cowardice to me. Exactly like when you threatened to slap the food out of my hand when you knew I lived out of the area and knew you would never actually have to back up your words.
6, 8 — That ticking noise you hear is a broken record. Apparently nobody is around to turn it off.
@8
Why do you feel the need to run to your blog to get the last word?
I’m not going to EffU to get the last word. I go to EffU to make fun of idiots, like I did with you here and here.
Sounds like cowardice to me.
Nope, it’s comedy to us. We’re not afraid of you, we’re laughing at you. Big difference.
Exactly like when you threatened to slap the food out of my hand when you knew I lived out of the area and knew you would never actually have to back up your words.
Um, no. When I threatened to do that, I assumed that you lived in Seattle. When I found out you lived in LA, I figured it wasn’t worth paying for a plane ticket to slap a cheeseburger out of your hand (if someone’s willing to pay for a plane ticket, however…)
Jump, Marvin, jump!
@8
If you stopped posting or running to your blog to get the last word? Big difference.
LOL, yeah, I know. That’s exactly what I said…
(I think you meant to say big deal, bonehead)
Jump, Marvin, jump!
Sorry, you’re the bonehead. There’s a big difference between you posting here and running to your blog to get the last word. Maybe if you weren’t buzzed.
What’s it like to copy me? Does it make you feel important? Or am I just that much better than you at coming up with catch phrases. Either way, those that can do, those that can’t copy others that can.
Lou Guzzo – that was sooo rich. Lou is right out of a time warp. Now he is going off on Elvis…hye, Lou the “kids” who listened to Elvis are in their 60-70’s now.
Lou thought Beethoven wa a “radical” and his music was too loud. Lou still thinks Dixy Lee Ray is governor and that dioxin is good to eat. Lou thinks calling someone an environmentalist is the worst insult and thinks global warming occurs between his ears.
I just love Lou’s posts….there is nothing better than the perpective of a senile former music critic who thinks he knows science – but really knows nothing and has not kept up for the last 50 years.
I am just imagining Lou at a Grunge concert in the 90’s….the white lights reflecting off the top of his head, the noise obliterating any possible thoughts he could have (theoretically). Of course, Lou was long gone from being a music critic by then…he was an anti-environmentalist colleague of one of the most unpopular governors in washington state history.
I’ve seen your posts over at sound politics. When you try to make points your arguments are shredded, you don’t stick around to try and make your point, you go running off to your blog to brag about winning the argument and get the last word.
Your claim of running off to your blog to make fun of people does display insecurity on your part. Especially me, it’s not as if all the time you spend writing on your blog about me really matters. Unless because of short term memory loss you forgot that marvin isn’t my real name.
We both know that’s a lie. You better run off to your blog again.
Why did me opining that fat people should pay more for health insurance cause you to threaten me? I’ve seen a couple pics of you, even though you are pudgy and non-athletic, I wouldn’t call you fat. What pushed your buttons? Is your wife fat? Are your kids fat? Or have you gained even more weight since those pictures were taken? Either way, you challenged me and then you chickened out.
Run to your blog lee, run.
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Sorry, you’re the bonehead. There’s a big difference between you posting here and running to your blog to get the last word. Maybe if you weren’t buzzed.
My first comment said “posting” only. Are you unable to read?
What’s it like to copy me?
Hey, if you’re going to engage in some world-class projection, I’m thrilled to oblige. Obviously, I have some form of extreme control over your behavior because every time I post here, you dutifully show up in the comment thread with your clown suit on. I say jump, and every time you jump! What’s it like to be the court jester to my king?
Does it make you feel important?
Actually, it makes me laugh my ass off.
Or am I just that much better than you at coming up with catch phrases.
Well, you’re certainly better than me at trying to ascribe your anti-social tendencies to others.
Either way, those that can do, those that can’t copy others that can.
Jump, Marvin, jump!
@14
I’ve seen your posts over at sound politics. When you try to make points your arguments are shredded, you don’t stick around to try and make your point, you go running off to your blog to brag about winning the argument and get the last word.
Why don’t you post a link to that, hotshot?
Your claim of running off to your blog to make fun of people does display insecurity on your part.
No, it’s the purpose of Effin’ Unsound. The point of the blog is to make fun of idiots. That’s why I’m always telling you to jump. You give me material.
Especially me, it’s not as if all the time you spend writing on your blog about me really matters.
Sure it matters. It’s brought laughter to a large number of people.
Unless because of short term memory loss you forgot that marvin isn’t my real name.
Exactly. Which is why everyone here knows who the real coward is. That makes it even funnier.
We both know that’s a lie. You better run off to your blog again.
Excuse me? And my short-term memory is failing?
Why did me opining that fat people should pay more for health insurance cause you to threaten me?
I thought it would be a hilarious way to make fun of you.
I’ve seen a couple pics of you, even though you are pudgy and non-athletic, I wouldn’t call you fat.
LOL. I’m skinny as a rail, dude. Ask anyone who knows me.
What pushed your buttons? Is your wife fat?
She is now – but it’s because she’s 7 months pregnant.
Are your kids fat? Or have you gained even more weight since those pictures were taken?
I’m pushing about 160 now – can barely fit into my 33-waist jeans. Moron.
Either way, you challenged me and then you chickened out.
Either way, I decided flying to LA to swat a cheeseburger out of your hand was a little too elaborate for a silly prank.
Run to your blog lee, run.
Nah, I think I’ll humiliate you right here this time.
LOL.
Jump, Marvin, jump!
http://www.cnn.com/2009/CRIME/.....index.html
Looks like Marvin’s wife won’t be around for a while.
As soon as you link to the bet where it was about interrupting the speeches.
So you put up a blog to make fun of people. Priceless.
If you can’t remember that you knew I was in lala land before you threatened me, yup, your short term memory is failing. No surprise for a pot smoker.
Yet you were the one that chickened out. Cluck cluck cluck!!
Sorry to hear that. People that take so much pleasure out of making fun of people shouldn’t be parents. Why didn’t you abort?
Of course. The fact you’re a coward has nothing to do with it. I would come up there and look you up but I know your type. You will be crying “I’ll sue I’ll sue.”
You’re preaching to the choir. No big deal. When I post about you at sound politics they agree with me.
Yet you reply to me every time. Who’s jumping? Well except for the link about the bet where you lied.
hahahahahaha
Let me help you out little kid.
I live in California, not colorado. I understand for people with your education it is hard to tell the difference between those two states. After all, they both start with a “C.”
Besides, prison guards are in bed with the democrats.
Speaking of getting some… Please wipe off the keyboard when you use the computer at the library. I would hate to think some little kid gets your stuff all over his hands.
Ted Haggard’s always good for a laugh, isn’t he?
Why is it so easy to believe that he was a powerful and influential Bush administration advisor?
@18
So you put up a blog to make fun of people. Priceless.
You’re too stupid to realize that you’re giving me material. Even more priceless.
If you can’t remember that you knew I was in lala land before you threatened me, yup, your short term memory is failing. No surprise for a pot smoker.
Why don’t you post the links to prove that one too?
Still full of shit.
Jump, Marvin, jump!
I wonder if Marvin and Lou are related?
Does Marvin have any clue what a joke he is making of himself with his posts?
I geuss not. That’s why he continues to do it.