Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Chicken Soup with Adrian Peterson and one...sick...bitch...

The world's terrorists can sleep a little more soundly and enjoy a guilt free conscience after learning that millions of American football fans are perfectly fine with a 220 pound sociopath brutalizing a four year old with a stick.  In fact some Americans are such sick fucks they think the idea of a large, powerful man torturing a small child is amusing and a cause for celebration.


Just imagine the thrill of power Adrian Peterson must have felt administering blow after blow.  Nothing says manliness like torturing a smaller, weaker victim.  Hey Adrian...did you get your secret hard-on while listening to a helpless child screaming in pain?  I'm sure you did.  What a rush it must have been.  After all, that's what your parents did to you and look how wonderful you turned out.

Adrian Peterson offers a relatively standard textbook excuse for child abuse.  His was tortured by his parents, so he's going to torture his children.

Brilliant defense Adrian.

A parent's job description can be stated in one simple sentence.  Your job is to transform an infant member of a violent, predatory species into a civilized young adult, preferably by consistent role modeling.

Fail in your job and you may produce a Ray Rice, Ryan Tucker, or Adrian Peterson.  Or you may produce a sadistic fuck who instills a homicidal rage in other people's children.

Columbine jock anyone?

Fear not sports fans.  Ray Rice and Adrian Peterson will miss a few games and lose a little money, but they'll both be thrilling audiences with orchestrated violence once again.  Roger Goodell and all those filthy rich team owners know that the ticket buying public doesn't give a rat's ass about the safety of violent crime victims.  The American public speaks with their wallets.  And their wallets say that victims...don't...matter.

And that's Chicken Soup for the Terrorist Soul.

Saturday, September 13, 2014

Chicken Soup with Fifty Shades of Ray...Rice

The world of football just keeps churning them out.

When Janay Palmer married her batterer Ray Rice I immediately assumed it was a financial decision.  People put up with all kinds of abuse in order to keep their jobs and her job is to be the wife of a professional athlete.  Losing that job would probably mean she'd have to get a normal job, a job that offers an anemic hourly wage, long hours, and a complete absence of opportunity for advancement.  So...like so many victims of abuse who came before her she decided to keep her glamorous high paying job as a professional athlete's wife, even if it kills her.

Then I ran across this article.

I bet you enjoyed reading that.

LaTonya Jones is described as a survivor of violent abuse yet she still proudly supports Ray Rice, a man who in my opinion belongs in prison.

So what's the deal with women who idolize violent sociopaths?

Are they jealous of Janay Palmer?  Do they harbor a secret desire to be Fifty Shades of Ray's submissive love slave?

Or is it simpler than that?  Is it what I've been writing about for years?

Football fans are sociopaths who blithely leave no doubt in the minds of terrorists, serial killers, and mass murderers that victims of violent crime...simply...do...not...matter.

Keep it up sports fans.  The world's blood thirsty killers hunger for more of that hot, steaming Chicken Soup for the Terrorist Soul.

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Chicken Soup with The Terminator...

After the Jared Remy case hit the news I found a comment in a newspaper article, a comment I've heard or read many times before expressing the frustration that law enforcement personnel feel when they attempt to prosecute violent abusers.  They work their tails off to build a case that will put King Roid Monkey in prison for many years, only to have the victim show up, drop the charges with some variation of the excuse that he's really not that bad, and then wind up either being killed or having to call the police again.

Consider the following quote from the movie, "The Terminator."  Soldier from the future Kyle Reese is being interviewed at the police station:

"You still don't get it, do you?  He'll find her.  That's what he does! That's all he does!  You can't stop him!"

Earlier in the movie Kyle Reese explains to Sarah Connor what she's up against:

"Listen and understand.  That terminator is out there.  It can't be bargained with.  It can't be reasoned with.  It doesn't feel pity, remorse or fear.  And it absolutely will not stop, ever,  until you are dead."

The Terminator was fiction of course, but it reflects the reality of how abusers like Jared Remy think and behave.  And Aaarnold was the perfect individual to play the role.  He was huge, physically powerful, and utterly focused, to the exclusion of all else on his task.  It is not unusual for America's ample stock of Jared Remy's, much like The Terminator to literally be willing to sacrifice their own existence, and that of anyone who gets in the way in order to prevent someone like Jennifer Martel from escaping their control.

These men are not mentally ill.  There's no excuse for what they and their enablers (Helloooo RemDaaaaawg!!) do.  They're just assholes, and asshole is not a mental illness.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Chicken Soup offers some training advice...

For those of you who insist on training the next Eric Harris or Dylan Klebold it's important to remember that the most critical element of producing a domestic terrorist is to establish a general relationship between the trainee and the rest of American society founded upon fear and hatred.

This is best accomplished by showering those who are cruel and violent toward the trainee with positive attention.  Award them with athletic scholarships, expensive, hyper-masculine automobiles, and of course...lavish sexual favors from enthusiastic social climbers.  Blaming cruelty on the victim is also important.

It's also important to remember that the production of a domestic terrorist by this method is a probabilistic process much like producing an alcohol related traffic fatality.  You'll need to reward a large number of cocky, violent sociopaths and blame a lot of victims before being rewarded with a media worthy final product.

Good luck folks.

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Chicken Soup with Ray Rice and Roger Goodell...

No American who is civilized enough to have earned the right to complain about terrorism would be caught dead at one of Ray Rice's games.

Monday, July 28, 2014

Chicken Soup with Frank Sinatra...

The Fancyyyy...Whore Schneider,

She spreeeead her legs wider,

Hoping...Prince Steroooid...could pass.

Chssss.  Chssss.  Chssss.  (Cymbals)

With a grunt and a heeeeave,

She pushed haaaard toward her beav',

But Prince Sterooooid emerged...from her ass.

Chssss.  Chssss.  Chssss.  (Cymbals)

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Chicken Soup's spree killer thought of the day...

Social climbing sperm dumpsters lavishly reward bullies.

Toadying sycophantic cowards blame bullying on the victim.

Keep up the good work folks.