Wednesday, June 29, 2005

H.U.Y.D.C.

Years ago, Knuckles was standing at a busy downtown intersection in a midwestern Canadian city that is occasionally compared to East Berlin.

On the other side of the street, a grizzled, heavy-set man in his fifties was carrying heavy-laden plastic grocery bags in both mitts. The kind of plastic bags that cut the circulation to the fingers.

Another guy who was not paying attention, was on a collision with Grocery Man. Before the Clueless One walked into him, Grocery Man loudly growled, “Heads up, you dizzy cocksucker.”

That got the gus’s attention and he quickly sidestepped before getting trampled.

Heads up, you dizzy cocksucker.

If Knuckles Bar & Boot Camp needed a battle cry, that would be on the short list.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Shut Your Big Fat Mao

Would you look at the dust in this joint? Sweet holy fuck on a stick.

Jacko. Gitmo. Can’t take it no mo’.
Brother, can you spare a rhyme?


While getting up off the storage room floor after a vodka-soaked night with a couple interns from a liberal thinktank, Knuckles had a thought. Oh sure, happens all the time. Not having a thought…spending the night with liberal broads who have lost their will to live. Knuckles not only shows them a fate worse than 40 years as a whining mindless skank, but serves up a wicked Eggo and scotch breakfast. Not that they ever stay for breakfast.

With their newfound love of life, they are usually up before sunrise and quickly leave to start their new, shining life.

So back to the thought. The Chinese Chinese (as opposed to the Taiwanese Chinese, Vancouver Chinese, or the drive-slow-in-the-passing-lane-in-their-beige-Toyota Chinese) only are allowed to have one kid. This has been going on for about twenty years now. Wait. Lemme google it. Okay. More like 30 years. And now they’re relaxing it a bit.

That means an entire generation does not understand the concept of:
brother
sister
aunt
uncle
cousin

Mark Steyn lays waste the idea of Chinese pre-eminence here. Knuckles would also add this: the class of Chinese to whom the One-Child rule applies to (dominant ethnic Han Chinese living in urban areas. Rural and minority Chinese are allowed more children) are all a bunch of spoiled, coddled, “only-childs.” They have never enjoyed the joys of getting ratted out by siblings, late-night Indian rope-burns, and getting blamed for someone else’s crime.

Oh sure, their government will do much worse to some of them later in life. But maybe some Chinese dissidents wouldn’t have been caught in the first place if they had lived with treacherous sibs. How many Chinese dissidents are rotting in prison because they blithely trusted a stranger with a sympathetic ear? Anyone with a little brother or sister knows the warning signs of the snitch.

As noted by Steyn and here, the word Freedom is banned from MSN China. Wonder what happens emailers use the terms brother, sister, aunt, uncle, and cousin?