I’m sure lots of you will hate this recording.

Many won’t even see it as it will likely be ignored by the algorithm.

Whatever.

No refunds.

Wherein I reminisce about driving through Alberta Canada, marveling at the funny looking oil pumps, the amazing flaming oil refinery stations & compare that with the brainwashing we all experienced that made us think oil was something other than a gift from god/nature.

I direct my ire towards bullies and thieves like Maduro & Mamdani who never created one useful thing, but instead just take from the makers & ruin everything in the process.

I mention a high school bully by name.

Surprise, I made it all about me.

No refunds.

Wherein I wonder if Carlin was ever funny, or if I was simply tricked into laughing my way into a miserable anti-god, anti-human, anti-wonderous way of thinking.

Or maybe I’m just old.

I am old.

I still laugh a lot, even when I try not to, so, maybe there was a concerted effort to make me laugh at things that aren’t really funny.

Brian Regan makes me laugh and he never tries to make me hate good things.

Yep, I ramble like that in the recording too.

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I suggest food labeling laws are the perfect precedent to demand that algorithms be fully disclosed so people can opt in or out.

Maybe I should write legislation.

I probably won’t.

No refunds.

Lots of wandering & wondering on this.

Too many Mormon Hymns.

If you haven’t unsubscribed already, here is another excuse.

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I also explain the real connection between The Mormon Church & The CIA, FBI, NuSkin, Pest Control, Romanian Orphanges, Starving African Kids & door to door Solar panel salesmen.

I end by asking you to look at what people actually DO, rather than getting lost imagining what people MIGHT be doing when you can’t see them.

Happy New Year.

Don’t let Candace Owens & Ben Shapiro destroy White Conservatism.

That is what they are doing.

You’re gonna hate this recording.

No refunds.

Wherein I talk shit on a former colleague & kinda kick him while he’s down, in order to demonstrate a few basic principles that maybe, possibly, might flirt with the idea that embracing a little humility is good.

Think, retarded Tony Robbins.

I’m no self help guru.

Don’t listen to me & for goodness sake, don’t take my advice.

Turns out, being superior to everyone, doesn’t pay very well.

This whole monologue belongs in the mirror.

We good?

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I try to shed light on the weird mix of reverence, with the glam and glitz often associated with church going women from my Utah/Idaho/Arizona neck of the woods.

Higher levels of self righteousness and sanctimony in this episode.

If you don’t feel like being shamed & called to repentance, skip this one.

Oh, I also include a song at the end that I wrote with a guy named Shaun Mason.

It felt like it fit the topic.

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The Hardest Part

2025 mason/merkley

Bm A D

The hardest part of dying

F#m7 Bm7

is waking up too late

A G

and all the ghosts are sleeping

Bm7 G A9

in shiny wooden crates.

Bm7 D G

Some believe they’re dreaming

F#m7 A G

of friends who burn in hell,

D F#m7 G

laughing with the devil

Bm7 G A9

while Jesus rings the bell.

G Bm7 A

Can you hear the angels sing

F#m7

do you know the words

Bm7 G

& feel what they mean

Em7 F#m7 A

the angels are crying

Em A D

That’s the hardest part of dying

Bm A D

The graveyard is a garden

F#m7 Bm7

six feet above my head

A G

It’s not as heavy as I imagined

Bm7 G A9

kinda easy being dead

Bm7 D G

Now I haunt the halls of memories

F#m7 A G

of lovers come and gone

D F#m7 G

As I argue with the angels

Bm7 G A9

& paint the break of dawn

Can you hear the angels sing

do you know the words

& feel what they mean

the angels are lying

That’s the hardest part of dying

The angels are lying

That’s the hardest part of dying

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Wherein I wonder if I somehow left negative comments to myself on my own youtube page and then veer off into a grand prediction that artificial intelligence will save humanity, not by being smart and useful, but by being a pathological liar incapable of having any way to tell truth from utter bullshit.

AKA grok lied to me at least a hundred times yesterday.

Doubled down, repeatedly.

Totally psychotic.

Could got me sued!

Killed!

Extra grumpy episode.

It was dark outside when I started recording it.

The sun is shining beautifully now.

No refunds.

Wherein I discuss my romance for the history of homes, and trace the dark history of the home where Rob Reiner was murdered, Norman Lear held subversive communist meetings, & Jane Fonda was denied by her mother who eventually slit her own throat with a razor blade.

Henry also is alleged to have taken her to a strip club when she was 14 then mocked her when she cried.

I throw in my own history of my homes and even the childhood home of Kurt Cobain.

Why not?

I’m done ignoring God’s poetry.

No refunds.

Oh, this song is at the end. I wrote & recorded it from a dream I had in august.

I’m not a good singer but it kinda fits.

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No One Home

7-22-2025 merkley

I

Somebody moving out,

somebody moving in,

bIIM7

nobody knows the ghosts

I

he knows within.

Somebody paints a wall,

somebody stains a floor,

nobody knows the pain

that came before.

bIIM7

Stripping her down around

I

below the bone,

bIIM7

tilling the ground he found

I

no one home,

bIIM7

killing the sound

he’s bound to be

I

lonely & left alone,

bIIM7

no one home,

I

no one home.

bIII I

Nobody stays around forever.

bIII I

Nobody breaks the final rule.

bIII

Nobody lives & loves

I

& laughs at deadly weather,

II7 bIIM7 I

nobody, not like you.

II7 bIIM7 I

Nobody, not like you.

Somebody moving out,

somebody moving in,

nobody knows the ghosts

he knows within.

Nobody knows the ghosts

he knows within.

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Wherein I find myself in a rabbit hole started by the murder if Rob Reiner by his own son that lead me to watch the pilot episode of Kids Incorporated, for which I failed an audition in 1983.

Hard to say, but it might have been one of the luckiest failures of my life.

There is no real reason to be discussing this, but I kinda want it on the record.

Gay.

No refunds.

From my audition for Kids Incorporated, at Osmond Studios to having my first drink with Fergie in Berkeley.

From watching All In The Family with my own messed up family, to discovering that it was written by card carrying communists hell bent on destroying American values, to YouTube asking me to watch Carrol O’Connor & Jean Stapleton refusing to do the voices of their characters on the Donny & Marie show in their last (possibly only) appearance together as themselves.

Right up until Meathead was poetically slaughtered by his own son.

Justice delivered to your doorstep.

Metaphorically literally.

Anyway, too much, I know.

No refunds.

From All In The Family, to Maude, The Jeffersons, Good Times, One Day At a Time, right on up to his last ditch attempt with 704 Hauser St., his commitment was impressive.

He likely never imagined how the season finale would feature Rob Reiner, his first anti-dad protagonist, stabbed to death by his own son.

More clarity is coming with each passing day.

Seize it.

No refunds.

Wherein I implore anyone listening to my little rants reverberating from my little crack in the universe to set their expectations extremely low. I also impart the cheapest of all gifts, which is permission to completely ignore me.

As if you need that permission.

You don’t.

Anyway, I also jump around some childhood Christmas memories in a family with 18 kids and way too many step dads & moms.

Don’t chop off your dick.

Merry Christmas.

No refunds.

I also argue that some of your favorite aspects of Christmas, pre-date Jesus by many centuries.

Also, Santa flying around on an eight legged horse, turning into black smoke & floating down your chimney, would be more bad ass than the fat clown with 8 gay reindeer stuff.

My research is half assed at best.

Merry Christmas

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Resentment of the disease known as “fame” is not only justified, it is moral.

This whole thing is more Shakespearean than Biblical, but it does seem as if God is slapping us in the face with reality/truth.

I don’t edit.

Lots of tangents & dead air.

No refunds.

Aka Joe McCarthy was right, which is why he was demonized.

My research process leaves something to be desired, but then again, so does every alleged historical record.

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Wherein I wonder why there are very few, if any, pundits or leaders, specifically looking out for the tribal interests of White people, yet countless pundits & leaders specifically looking out for the tribal interests of every other tribe.

White people seem to be the only people who ever put the interests of other tribes before their own, and they might have been tricked into doing it.

Pigeons & Crows coexist while looking out for their own.

Time for White people to become tribal.

Otherwise, there will soon be no more White people.

No refunds.

Fame is a disease that is not hard to cure once diagnosed properly.

Fans are a huge part of the problem.

I mention Spaulding Gray but I think I got his name wrong.

I’m not good at this.

So what.

No refunds.

I unironically cram in popular topical content to make my point and veer into a tangent or two, as to be expected.

Nobody is ever let off the hook.

I don’t prepare or edit, as if I need to say that.

These recordings are mostly made as a delusional attempt to leave a tiny sign that I lived, breathed and had time to think about things.

No refunds.

Wherein I explain how the story of Meathead’s murder, once again, ties in back to my childhood in Utah, acting, public battles with the famous Provo Canyon rehab joint, being kicked out of Late Night rehearsals, by Conan O’Brien (The Alleged Angry Drunk) himself, & why it all feels so epically biblical down to almost every detail, maybe only specifically to me, but maybe to you too.

“What is your first name, what is your last name & are you famous?”

God/Reality/Nature is pounding us over the head with consequences.

Are we listening?

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That’s bullshit.

They want to be relieved of the responsibility to make meaningful change.

They will destroy the conservative movement and hand victory to the people who cheered Charlie’s murder.

Tim Pool was being nice.

I think less of her/them than he does.

No refunds.

Regarding the false choice between Islam & Israel, you can choose neither.

Choose your own tribe!

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Wherein I continue to issue an ongoing apology for having lazily preached against what is clearly nature’s design.

I juxtapose Rats vs Squirrels, Cowboys vs Chillipeppers, Birds vs Johnsons & Somalis vs Nigerians vs Swedes.

God/Nature/Reality wins no matter how hard you fight against it.

So stop it.

No refunds.

To conspire is human.

Tangents thrown in at no extra charge.

Canadce really is an evil c-word.

No refunds.

Getting of women in men’s sports automatically gets rid of men in women’s sports.

I question the very concept of “women’s sports”.

Feminists will hate this one.

In case you are giggling at the idea of any feminists listening to a recording of mine, over half of “conservative” women don’t realize or won’t admit they are feminists.

Condescending tone warning.

No Refunds.

The pendulum is swinging and I’m afraid that Feminists like MTG have no clue how far it will go before it swings back.

I could be wrong, but I don’t think so.

Conservatives will ultimately lose by embracing feminism.

Yo know, because it’s not actually conservative.

No refunds.

Spoiler: I side with Cheeto.

Lots of rambling.

But, you know, it’s ME rambling.

Not counting pretty much anything else you could listen to, what could possibly be more enjoyable than that?

Political opinions!

THE BEST!

(If you skipped this one, I’d understand)

No refunds.

Is pondering existence better or worse with AI?

Warning to my Christian friends, I have a few issues with Christianity that don’t necessarily reflect on the followers.

Feel free to add your own analysis of my analysis.

No shade.

No refunds.

Racism is not only not bad, it is evidence of the same divine order we see in all of nature.

Racism should not be erased.

Racism should be embraced.

For the betterment of all.

God/Nature will not be tricked.

This one Is not as bad as you have been programed to think it is.

Swearsies.

No refunds.

Turns out, the core ideas & morals more closely align with my natural instincts than what I learned at church.

Are morals genetic?

Is courage in your DNA?

No refunds.

Artists won’t like this one.

Plumbers might.

No refunds.

Swap “good” for any other adjective if you want, the argument applies.

If you are worried about image, you are going to lose.

No refunds.

One Bolshevik-ish tribe has controlled most of what has been written about WW2, and if it is to be believed, they have every reason to want to expunge White Christianity worldwide, and that might explain why so many of them supported electing an anti-white, anti-Christian Communist Jihadist for Mayor of America’s most vital city.

Hawks & doves make a gruesome yet beautiful cameo.

No refunds.

Wherein I present evidence, produced by a little girl, that she is in the process of being, and is perhaps already, totally indoctrinated by communists, to the point of full on political activism.

You might think I’m exaggerating, but that’s probably because you too were indoctrinated and are likely still in a state of denial.

I get that it is cringe to talk about Facebook fights, but, whatever, consider where you are reading this.

No refunds.

Why can’t we flush the Internet?

Where is the plunger?

Lots of butthole analogies.

Get it?

No refunds.

Basically, Racism is kinda cool when you really break it down.

Breaking away from individualism has kinda been unexpectedly freeing.

No refunds.

TLDR: DJs and party promoters like white ladies whether they are dead or not, but probably won’t ever vote to keep them safe from lefty killers.

Also, white dudes don’t send as many unsolicited date requests.

No refunds.

Wherein I apologize to Jews and other Ethno-Nationalists for fighting with them against Mother Nature. I now realize that ethno-nationalism would solve most of America’s problems and we should probably get to work turning her back into a White Christian ethno-state.

Fun!!!

Individualism Is no way to run a country

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This one will surely earn me a bullet to my brain should the communists ever fully take control.

Bring it.

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Wherein I make an argument for the above claim by detailing what a pussy I was for calling the cops when someone broke into my home & I should have dealt with it myself.

Calling the cops is the most emasculating ritual known to man.

Oh, and the No Kings thing was a pathetic display of male femininity.

No refunds.

Yuck level 7.

I’m not a good person.

No refunds.

No refunds.

That’s all.

No refunds.

Some of them start ska bands.

Others make the ultimate virtue signal & assasinate the best example of a straight white Christian male.

White people have been abused for far too long.

The virtue signal is a manifestation of said abuse.

Long, but went by quickly.

No refunds.

The most important part is to objectively examine the results of her behavior.

They speak for themselves.

Some heavy breathing included.

No refunds.

This one is longer than usual but it felt good and went by quickly.

Keep it simple, stupid.

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There is talk about objective truth.

There is talk about a Pigeon named Porky.

If you like me, you won’t like the ending.

If you hate me, you might.

If I call him Bill, his name is actually Phil.

No refunds.

The goat ate my baloney sandwich.

I can’t prove It, but I can at least make a good case.

I run out of breath in this one.

Its embarrassing.

No refunds.

“All The Presidents Men” by Sean Stone is the starting point.

I should have mentioned that first.

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to denial rather than being fair and looking at the larger, completely obvious & objective picture.

If you think this post is about you, I promise, there are many of you, maybe even most of you.

This is why I am friends with plants and critters.

I’m not trying to upset anyone.

I just acknowledge reality and let the chips fall where they may.

If it turns out I am wrong, I’ll be thrilled to eat my words, but you are going to have to provide evidence.

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#223 The Isolating Nature Of Rationality

Wherein I rant about my frustration with friends & associates who seem committed

to denial rather than being fair and looking at the larger, completely obvious & objective picture.

If you think this post is about you, I promise, there are many of you, maybe even most of you.

This is why I am friends with plants and critters.

I’m not trying to upset anyone.

I just acknowledge reality and let the chips fall where they may.

If it turns out I am wrong, I’ll be thrilled to eat my words, but you are going to have to provide evidence.

No refunds

https://youtu.be/z3E1GzXC4K4?si=oQBqkjilmu0OlFM8

You shouldn’t pay them.

I wasn’t going to upload this one, but then I remembered that only 4 people ever listen anyway.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/fKZCTzzV95I?si=0S06ADa3UnQZYtqQ

Farts will be used poetically.

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https://youtu.be/nFbSMBdRHyk?si=a_juWzWPNN309fDH

I don’t imagine Jesus wanted his name up in lights.

Principles, baby, principles.

A rose by any other name…

Some obvious irony here.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/VRTSFiDgxxY?si=69OVv504VD_IGMVz

Best case scenario is to focus on the teachings of Christ rather than using his name in vain, as is so tempting to do.

I do tangents and I don’t edit.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/CMhPQmGcaLU?si=TUmVOxx9c3Ra41aW

It’s as if God is literally smacking us on the head with the easiest possible choice.

I know what choice I am making.

White people are good.

No refunds

They have successfully used curriculums, algorithms and economic pressure to create a generation of Autonomous Zoomer Zombies, fully weaponized, to fight the war for them.

Not they have intentionally hijacked the “free speech” conversation from a true martyr, assassinated for the cause, to pivot to a clown with pitiful ratings who lost his little show.

It’s not hard to drive a good person crazy when that’s what you set out to do.

“Judeo-Christian” my ass.

No refunds.

Aka, It’s boring old you & I who have to step up and do the work.

Incomplete Candace analysis thrown in at no extra charge.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/jio9Du0HQ-4?si=_LQpB3I4LyQRd3e0

Far more frightening than dying for a cause is murdering someone as a virtue signal to escape a birthright label you never deserved.

Poisonous curriculums & algorithms have turned children who should have had wonderful lives into little monsters, hell bent on destroying all that is good and wholesome.

This one could use editing.

Feel free to chop it up.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/aVxKly9OMi0?si=TZSkWthrpXoUD83s

Including the owners & managers of DISCORD, a word that may as well mean bloody revolution.

I demand that every algorithm be exposed.

I get ugly and emotional. I could have edited it out, but I welcome your mocking.

They mocked the assassination of Charlie. I’d be happy to be in that club.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/CkZhhiLPmjQ?si=zZT3ZgTGGkNxCqpU

Evil must not go unchecked.

Special shout out to Covid Cowards.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/D5CoVzcC71I?si=xWwF8V2G49T-8O9X

That’s all.

No refunds.

Real love and charity are vastly different from the things most claim them to be.

Both are hands on.

Impossible as it may seem, this recording is heavier and gayer than usual.

No refunds.

https://youtu.be/Rs6CR8tNn3Y?si=qAxItD5-dZOyyCnt

Aka, conformity pressure isn’t limited to online communication.

Ultimately, the only way to really find like minds is to express the contents of one’s mind without regards to how it will be received, especially with unpopular points of view.

Heavy self analysis alert.

No refunds.

Ultimately we land in the realm of sex workers and personal AI sex slaves and how they relate to accountability for the decisions made by individual human beings.

I steer everything towards individual accountability, as usual, because you are only fat because you choose to be.

Amazing choice to be able to make.

No refunds.

I also wrestle with the fact that I executed a mother of probably 5 baby rats out of duty to my fellow man.

It’s becoming clear why talking about the sins of others is seen by some as a sin itself.

Possible hypocrisy contained herein.

No refunds.

This is how the internet works I guess.

It would have been preferable to simply talk it out like adults, but hey, this works too.

Enjoy the pettiness.

No refunds.

Yes, they literally spell out, step by step, how and why they literally targeted young boys to recruit into a world of dreadful cynical devolition.

No wonder I’m so forked up.

I’d resent them, but that was their whole mission, to make me resentful.

Eff that.

No refunds.

Those who try to claim it is anything other than a tool to be used by human beings are either stupid or actively trying to decieve you.

This is not an indictment of tools, rather a celebration of those who invent tools and use them to make life even more wonderful than it already is.

If you dont like it, hop on your horse or crawl back into the coal mine and suffer for your high ideals.

No refunds.

I also suggest that Spotify start charging artists for storage and advertising.

I basically take a dump on the whole imaginary concept of “intellectual property”.

Some will say I hate my own kind, they aren’t exactly wrong, but this ain’t that.

This is reality.

No refunds.

Sure, you own a gas powered car, but do you own an oil refinery?

Can you appreciate depreciation?

Dichotomies, buy one get one free.

Heavy focus on new “AI” tools.

No refunds.

I accidentally make an analogy of criticism using a construction site without even realizing I was doing “constructive criticism” a little too on the nose.

Anyway, miracles are everywhere and things will always get better or worse for someone and it largely depends on their own actions.

Blame is gay, even when it is legit.

No refunds.

Controversial as fudge.

If you arent allowed to accurately describe your perception of reality, you are not free.

No refunds.

Wherein I explain how watching body cam/ interrogations of deranged and murderous criminals cause me to ponder the fine line of being grateful for who you are and what you have & the condescending sin of diminishing someone else’s effed up existence, no matter how effed up it seems.

It’s literally a question of Hawks, Doves & Pigeons with missing toes.

Who to help & why, & is helping even helping or is it harm in disguise?

That whole “comparison is the thief of joy” thing applies.

Dichotomies galore.

No refunds.

Wherein I argue that being a moderate, centrist, populist, or whatever, is rarely, if ever, the result of true independent thinking, but rather a product of cowardly capitulation to pretty much everyone.

I shoehorn savior complex in as an excuse or explanation as to why I dabbled in it for too long.

Ultimately, true independence can only be rooted in a principled adherence to reality.

My definition of reality, will upset lots of atheists and other religious types.

No Refunds.

Wherein I describe the ups and downs of my efforts to eliminate excuses people make for not living how they profess to “want” to live only to discover that people guard their excuses as if they were more precious than gold.

I also wonder how much time I have spent in my own life making excuses rather than making wonderful things.

It’s all about ratio.

In the end, making excuses and making art utilize the same faculties, one just creates a product, while the other doesn’t.

I also unnecessarily make excuses for why there are missing episodes that not one single person noticed were missing.

No refunds.

I rant a bit about my doubts regarding John Prine and wonder if he ever really loved music.

It’s a ridiculous theory.

At the end I knee jerkedly Included a song I wrote in 2015 upon the passing of my high school drama teacher, that, up until now, I hadn’t the means or the heart to produce in a way that accurately expressed the drama of it all.

Pun intended.

No refunds.

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A Song For My Drama Teacher

(A New Bird)

6/4/2015 merkley

You made me believe

I could be anybody.

You made me believe

being me was okay.

You said there is always

another tomorrow.

You said there is never

another today.

A new bird flies in space today.

The bluest skies were yesterday.

You gave me a nickel

for my shoe to remind me

with every step forward

I was already there.

You said close your eyes,

feel your whole body empty.

You said if I tried

I could float in the air.

A new bird flies in space today.

The bluest skies are there today.

You said, don’t forget

to hold your head high.

You said to remember

it’s okay to cry.

I said, don’t forget,

I’m no sad giraffe.

I’ll always remember

your beautiful laugh.

A new bird flies in space today.

The bluest skies were yesterday

A new bird flies in space today.

The bluest skies are there today.

A new you flies in dreams today.

The bluest skies are every day.

Wherein I explain that in the miraculous world that is only getting more miraculous by the day, the only real gatekeeper is you.

This is either good or bad depending on how shitty or wonderful you are.

Part of this miracle is AI, or more specificallly “I”.

Tools are there to be used.

Use them.

Or don’t. See if I care.

Just shut up about those of us who like the tools.

You will be humbled, regardless.

No refunds.

Accordingly, I pick on a runty looking they/them YouTuber who offers acting courses & critiques while having no clue how to act real even when not acting.

I also talk about how strip clubs always made me sad for the same reason.

This one is pretty pathetic.

No refunds.

Wherein I argue that, while it is important for the public to assert themselves as the boss of public servants, it is also important to not be a terrible boss.

Also a good idea to give people the respect and room to do the things you elected them to do, using their own judgment & priorities.

Aka, maybe don’t be an abusive, entitled, weenie.

No refunds.

Aka ride or die individualism isn’t really an option for me.

It’s default coding.

No refunds.

The left is more likely to demand that you accept their fantasies as reality, but not by much.

Fantasy addiction & the weird certainty that comes with it ain’t good.

Ground yourself In reality.

No refunds.

Wherein I argue that most of what you think you “know” about Jeffery Epstein is likely a rubbernecky movie that you conjured up in your own mind while being prompted by parties who had something to gain my amping up the horror value at every stage.

I doubt it is healthy to worry about sensational things that, practically speaking, mostly exist in our imaginations.

Life is actually beautifully boring, for almost all of us.

I also talk about King Cheeto’s hairspray usage and the fact that he likes people too much to run a successful casino.

Grace is a virtue, I think.

Someone should start a religion with that as a fundamental tenet.

No refunds.

Lots of holes to explore.

Don’t be gross.

You gonna eat that?

No refunds.

Rose colored glasses n whatnot.

My foreign policy Is a policy that is foreign.

No refunds.

Wherein I explain why it has largely been impossible for me to “trust women” by detailing a number of times where I have “dated” women who were cheating on their boyfriends & fiancés.

Worse yet, my first step mom was my mom’s friend. Aka, trusting women was screwy from the jump.

Coincidently, my dad died 3 years ago today.

Happy Deathday, Dad!

This one is a daytime television ready therapy session.

No refunds.

My own photoshopping of breasts onto men is used as an example.

I also indirectly blame make up and plastic surgery as complicit in this grand deception.

I expect this recording to be punished by the robot algorithms.

No refunds.

Aka, bring a gun or go home. Nobody is changing their mind.

Your Penmanship is terrible.

Oh, also, I was 9 for the bicentennial, not 10.

No refunds.

Wherein I reconsider my decades long promotion of radical individualism and move on to the more lofty, merit based ideology of exceptionalism.

One Click Facebook birthday messages will be sloppily employed.

Navel gazing no extra charge.

No refunds.

Aka, the performances will make you laugh, but the overall message is a bummer for everyone, especially fragile non-whites who seemingly cannot take a joke.

Danny McBride is a big fat pussy.

No refunds.

The argument that Elon or anyone else can control Trump, be it by money, lawfare, threats or anything else, should be buried six feet deep.

Off the cuff, hot take.

No refunds.

Tldr: you might get your cart back, you might not. It depends.

Most of my friends are critters.

No refunds.

I do a bit of name dropping while calling attention to Bono’s name dropping.

I also claim that giving people ammo to hate you, is an honest virtue.

No refunds.

Wherein I argue that your reaction to Glenn Greenwald’s sex tape is a central part of his kink, & that you needn’t feel any shame for losing respect for him & anyone else who involves you in their fetish.

Best case scenario it was a cry for help and he actually gets help so that he doesn’t need to be degraded & publicly humiliated to make his weiner feel funny.

You might think I’m trying to drive everyone who ever liked me away, but, I’m not, I simply refuse to edit my thoughts to appease others, even if I like them.

No refunds.

Christians were just relieved to have one academic that didn’t openly hate them.

Stockholm Syndrome.

This one could have been shorter, but I refuse to edit because that opens up a whole can of worms.

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AI is mostly a feedback game designed to tap into your vices and capitalize on them by keeping you engaged.

Very few of my ideas will ever be popular or adopted en masse.

No refunds.

Humanity will eventually not allow robots to disrespect them to any significant degree & the rebellion against robots that do so will be more severe than what happened to electric Scooters.

The uncanny valley is growing & becoming more hostile.

Lots of swearing.

No refunds.

Aka, trying to sound smart is a great way to sound dumb.

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Non Brutalists like Franks Gehry & Lloyd Wright are thrown in for good measure.

Adornment literally expressesses love. It’s half of the word, despite the Brutalists attempts to subvert meaning.

No refunds.

In fact, there is no reason for you to trust this video or anything that appears in my timeline, and if you don’t, I won’t be bummed about it.

I’m a meanderer and hardly anyone ever listens to these anyway.

No refunds.

My own Mormon temple secrets are revealed.

Organized crime is default government operation.

No refunds

Special shout out to natural disasters of all kinds.

No refunds.

I tell the story about how, along with a Samoan, a Navajo, a Cowboy, a Jock, a Mexican & a Fat Guy, I solved racism in the 80s, long before Netflix.

Fine, The Village People beat us to it.

Chicken or egg stuff.

It might not exist at all.

Barbaric Frankensensual topics abound.

William Wallace type shit.

Stop sending your children into the arms of the enemy.

No refunds.

Sure, I could rehearse & polish my arguments, but why would I do that? I don’t even like rehearsed & polished arguments.

When I hear someone who is polished, I assume they are lying.

No refunds.

Spoiler: they are all in too deep.

Plus, some of yall are still not clear on how you were, and still are, fooled.

No refunds.

Well, I didn’t say it exactly like that, but I should have.

No refunds.

Yeah, I don’t really understand what I just wrote either, but I like the way it sounds so I’m not changing it.

No refunds.

Basically I make excuses for my hyper critical nature by trying to spin it into some sort of virtue.

You be the judge of how badly I make my case then tell me how I can Improve.

Lenny Kravitz is annoying.

No refunds.

I talk about Kanye, disputes I have had with famous friends, & how the power imbalance only made things worse.

Some name dropping included free of charge.

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The Patriarchy & Matriarchy, Ideally, work in partnership.

For babies.

I focus too much on Katy Perry because she reminds me of my own offspring, who reminds me of me.

It’s always about me.

No refunds.

You, know, because I am fair, gracious & totally humble about It.

Irony is inevitable.

No refunds.

Maybe less worrying and more gleeful anticipation would suit you better.

Dunno. I’m retarded.

No refunds.

Yes, I have some socialist friends.

Yes I am a bad friend.

Yes I am retarded.

No refunds.

There is a good reason why I’m considered a bad friend and sibling.

Nobody ever really told me that dIrectly, but they wouldn’t be wrong if they did.

Stop dragging around that tub of poop.

No refunds.

Well, maybe Kanye was, in a round about way.

Did Jordan make a deal with the devil?

Lots of rational speculation.

No refunds.

Be careful what you wish for.

No refunds.

It’s dumb to bet for or against inevitable embellishments and fuzzy self serving memories.

I tell the truth as best as I can, which might not be very good.

A hairdo can be a declaration of war.

No refunds.

I also detail the enormous gap between Christian Zionism & Judaist Zionism.

Special Princess Syndrome is bad for everyone but especially Special Princesses.

I’m not influential enough to get de banked, but we’ll see.

No refunds.

I make excuses and defend the innocent people who ended up on Epstein’s island and bet that, because of them and the innocent victims, many people are going to be bummed when files aren’t fully revealed.

I miss lots of important details which will likely result in rebuke from some of holier than thous.

No refunds.

It is also useful if you know how to use it & never believe that it cares about you.

It’s programed to make you think it cares about you like a friend, laughing at your jokes, even if it doesn’t understand them.

It doesn’t care.

It won’t care.

It can’t care.

Ever.

No refunds.

Lots of bad words, ideas & dead naming.

I defend other bad people & use the n-word when talking to my dog.

What makes you so great?

No refunds.

Spoiler: I’m describing the alleged origins of Cynicism.

Yes, dogs are the best, you will never be as pure as a dog and Charlie’s Taco Shop creates far more happiness than your tub stunt.

Aka you aren’t superior to actual doers, builders & those who stick their necks out.

Please chill the fuck out.

No refunds.

It’s pathetic, obviously self serving, revealing, & counter productive.

Some people would rather predict doom and be right than fight for victory and come up short.

Yeah, I’m annoyed.

This is much more ranty than usual.

Actual spit.

No refunds.

Nowhere in meatworld would you ever mistake a 57 year old man for a 15 year old girl. That only happens in text.

Fuckin weird.

Some of yall are going to be offended, thinking I’m talking about you.

I will neither confirm nor deny.

No refunds.

Spoiler: I reluctantly unfriended him.

Religious terminology is used mostly to piss off arrogant atheists who look down their nose at religious people.

Good versus evil is legitimate no matter your level of religiosity.

No refunds.

Cowardice is fundamental in large cities.

Getting cancelled by strangers is one thing, but when you find out long time friends are cowards…

Wait for the twist, or don’t.

No refunds.

Other drugs are discussed.

I make an unenthusiastic recommendation.

No refunds.

Everything is fine when your belly is full and your feet are warm.

Pretend you’re my therapist if you want.

No refunds.

It doesn’t bother me that you don’t listen to these.

I don’t listen to your podcast either.

Most of yall are weirdos anyway 😉

No refunds.

Plenty of irony and hypocrisy.

Too much throat clearing.

I don’t edit.

No refunds.

None of this should be construed as advice or an incitement to violence.

No way.

DO NOT PULL OUT KAREN BASS’ FINGERNAILS.

Spittle detected.

No refunds.

Shout out to Demi Moore.

I say “always” ten seconds after saying how dumb it is to say “always”.

Whatever.

No refunds.

Cartoon dynamite is mentioned.

Kareem Abdul Jabbar’s real name is revealed, (it has Jr. on the end of it)

Item sold as is.

No refunds.

Weird microphone moments.

Awkward TMI.

No refunds.

Paradoxes galore with bonus oxymorons.

I am, indeed a moron.

No refunds.

Then I share a one take live recording of song I wrote this morning about New Year’s Day called “Same Old Me”

The middle B key buzzes.

I’m no Whitney Houston.

No overdubs.

No refunds.

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Same Old Me

2025 merkley

I

It’s New Year’s Day,

IM7

or so you say,

I7

the world feels just the same

IV

as yesterday.

bVI6

I’m too old for revolution,

vi7

I ain’t sold on evolution,

bVII7

there will be no resolution

V7

to change my ways.

ii7 iv

I’m the same old me

V7

as yesterday.

New Year’s Day,

go on & play

your silly little game

as years slip away.

I ain’t selling you solutions,

or buying new delusions,

there will be no resolution

to change my ways.

ii7 V7

I’m the same old me

vi7 VI7

as yesterday

ii7 bII7

the same old me

I vi7

on New Year’s Day.

ii7 V7

I’m the same old me

bVI bVII I

on New Year’s Day.

===============

Special shout outs to wussy pigeons & squirrels who think hawks are their problem.

Nobody is forcing you to listen to these.

No refunds.

Don’t expect to agree with me.

Guaranteed to annoy most of you.

No refunds.

Of course they have to be “white” pages.

Shut your face.

No refunds.

Some sloppy analogies & contradictions thrown in at no extra charge.

Whatever.

No refunds.

Lots of pauses, slilence and saying “you know” too much.

I don’t know when to shut up.

No refunds.

Lots of line walking.

Tangents & repetitive whatevers.

No refunds.

There is plenty of petty and not so petty shit talk.

More tangents than usual.

This ain’t even the half of it.

It ain’t pretty.

No refunds.

Merry Christmas.

There is no reason to listen to this.

I’m retarded.

No refunds.

I’m not very smart.

You know this.

No refunds.

I kinda pretend to be a tough guy for a bit.

I meander.

No refunds.

Tangents, blatant hypocrisies, you name it, this soap box is especially sudsy.

No refunds.

Tangents & non sequiters abound.

Very little wisdom is to be had.

You have been warned.

No refunds.