“Honey, a dog was just hit by a car out front… can you come and do something?”

I got up and went down to see it – my wife was walking our baby right there on the road when 2 dogs were chasing each other, playing grab-ass or whatever dogs play, and the black dog must have been lost in oblivion and ran right under the wheels of a passing (speeding as usual) car. We had a dog hit two nights ago that died instantly.

I heard a yelp just before I looked around the garage to the street to see, what was once black dog, ripped wide open from shoulder to tail and all the innards exposed. It wasn’t moving. It would pass in minutes, there was nothing I could do – and nothing I wanted to do. I don’t believe in keeping animals, or people, alive longer than they’re going to live really. If it’s something that can be knocked out easily – like a staph infection or something – yeah, I’ll take medicine for it. If I’m diagnosed with brain cancer – don’t bother with the heroics… just let me die as painlessly as possible.

This dog’s day was TODAY and it’s sad to me (but life) that my wife and daughter had to see it.

Thanks god for the seemingly random chaos that ensues with accidents on earth. Scaffolding broke, killing two guys in Bangkok a week back. Two nights ago a dog was hit by a car in the exact same spot as this dog. This dog today was ripped wide open and no doubt had severe internal injuries, spinal cord farked, and who knows what else.

Thanks god for the ridiculous way you set everything up here.

The book I am writing about your heinous ways is called,

“The Givens”.

I’m still writing “Kicking Life’s Ass!” and that will be another few days. Then I’ll get back into writing The Givens. The outline is 80% done. Just need to finalize a few branches of it

Gravity. It’s kicking our ass from the time we’re born – and it never lets up. Gravity is inescapable.

It’s not just that we have gravity. In this current setup it’s nice to have some. We all stay more or less on the same plane – separated by hills, floors of buildings, or airplanes and helicopters. Everything sticks to the ground so we don’t have to fly around looking for it all the time. If we put something down – it’s there when we go look for it – not 760 feet vertically about the house.

So in some sense – gravity works.

Now, whatever idiot implemented gravity in it’s current form here on earth – well, is an idiot.

I weight 176 lbs. That’s 175 lbs more than I need to weigh in order to stick to the ground.

Why in the HELL do we all weigh so much?

Weighing so much makes us work VERY hard and eat VERY MUCH of the world’s VERY SCARCE resources.

If I weighed 1 lb, in order to move myself around the entire day I might use 50 calories. Maybe less. I could eat 50 calories in a few celery sticks. Bang – done with caloric needs for the day. Pop a vitamin to get the vitamins the body needs and I’m good to go.

Water is one of the heaviest things on earth. Heavier than all gases. Heavier than many solids. Heavier than many liquids.

Why in the HELL are we filled with water-based blood?

Who made this up? This is a horrorshow once you start looking at it.

Am I off-base here? Has anyone thought of this stuff before? Don’t say you have – I Googled it and nobody is talking about it but me and Mike Fook.

There is a place in hell for me and my friends… Morrissey

The Givens are all that we see around us – all the evidence that, added up, equals God or something else that began this entire mess.

Did God create this world or, is it entirely possible that 2 alien kids in science class got third place with the creation of the universe we know – as an experiment?

To me – anything is plausible because nothing at all is known.

However, if we look around we can see a couple million messages about the creator or starter of this Universe – they’re everywhere.

The water, gravity, gunpowder, animals eating animals, people eating animals and killing fruits and vegetables,  plants of all kinds to survive… the messages are all over this place and few have really looked at them with an open mind.

Mike Fook aims to do that with the new book…

Spiteful for how farked the entire planet is… the rules of the game were farked from day 1. It’s like God’s reality show – he doesn’t stick his nose in it because it smells too badly and he’d really be blamed.

Imagine if he came back now how many people would kick his ass? You JACKASS – what are you doing here on earth? Get off your lazy ass and do something down here. You’re either the savior or the cause of this mess – what the hell are you? Choose a side and get off the fence!

Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours…

It will likely be a FREE e-book so I can have mass distribution.

God bless,

Jerry

It’s a Farked Life!

“And on the 8th day god said, “You’re ALL FARKED!”

ha! I like that for some reason.

God has stopped talking to me and I’m playing the same game – I’m not talking either. What’s the point? We’ve got a few million people that believe talking to god is getting them somewhere – or they have hope that it will. I don’t have that hope. It’s over, finished, through with. God doesn’t talk or listen I don’t think…

This blog has been changed to “MikeFook.com” – some of the old articles appear to have been copied over to the new fook blog. Some got lost in the move.

God, what the hell are you THINKING?  You made life hard enough as it is… screwed us with the stupid rules you created, and then some people you worked over GOOD.  FOR WHAT?

What are you DOING GOD? You’ve farked up the entire human condition and yet you’re still finding individuals to attack and humiliate – as if their life wasn’t already going to be hell.

Why did you create a world of suffering? I don’t see a GOOD reason. Stupid, unquestioning christians talk about a GOOD god… a GOOD purpose… what schlock! What a crock of crap that is.

Open your eyes – all of you believers in a good god and take a look around you. What do you see? Good things? I don’t.

I am becoming convinced over these months of questioning… you are not at all a good god. You must be a reject from somewhere else. Some other, good god, told you – go start a loser planet somewhere and see who respects you… see who can live with it.  And you did. And here we are – you’re project, thoroughly dicked over from day 1.

I don’t like it and I’m going to kick you right in your goddamned forehead when I see you.

Jerry

Sometimes Many times when I’m in this state I think about how god screwed us (mankind) from the beginning. I think about all the rules that govern how human beings are, as a species.  We started this game with certain things predetermined you know?

Environment that we grow up in (luck of the draw with the parents we end up with) and choices we’ll make about what we do with our lives don’t come until much later. There’s already many facets of the game that have been layed out for us… the rule book written from beginning to end. We don’t do anything outside of the possibilities that were already given us by whatever creator (god) started this game.

Part of the rule book god made states that… besides being at odds with every human being on the planet because of the pain-pleasure principle which I’ll talk about in future blog posts,

“Man will be at odds with his environment.”

There are many examples of this, and I’ll talk more about the other ways in future articles. This article is about our body temperature being at odds with the world. It’s a stress on the body from the time we pop out to face the cruel world.

I’m angry at god a lot of times. I think the game we’re all playing here wasn’t set up in a way that makes life nice for us… it’s not FOR us… this life is AGAINST us… we’re at odds with life… with the rules of the game.

A human’s body temperature, for it to remain healthy, comfortable, and at ease in the world needs to be very close to the 98.6 F mark of the thermometer.  It doesn’t take an Einstein to figure out that the body and or the mind is constantly stressed by this ideal that MUST be met over the course of our entire lives.

The earth expresses a wide range of temperatures across it’s surface.  At the extremes of the poles the temperature is very cold – probably averaging around 0 F.  At the other extremes are locations within the tropics around the equator where the average temperatures are over 80 F.

There is no ideal temperature in which the body is at a homeostasis or balanced state. Take a look…

You might think, but only for a second, that the body when it’s in an environment where the temperature is at 98.6 F is in the perfect environment.  But then you’d realize that at that temperature the body is trying furiously to cool down.

WHY is that?

For some reason, and this is another rule God made… Human beings, and those that are “warm blooded” mammals like humans, create warmth as the cells of their bodies go about their normal routine.  So, if you are sitting in a 98.6 F degree environment your body is also producing a lot of heat on top of that – regardless if you’re doing anything, you can be sleeping and your body is still producing a lot of heat. Since damage occurs to brain cells and other cells at higher than 102 degrees the body must self regulate through sweating and other means.  So, in reality, at 98.6 degrees F your body is struggling to keep you cool and your mind is stressed out because you’re “too hot”. It’s not a comfortable state for the body or the mind.

Let’s look at another situation…

You’re sitting at home in your yard on a straw mat, or maybe at the beach. The temperature today is one of those 73 F degree days that feels just perfect. There is little humidity and you usually have about 40 of these ideal days out of 365 per year. No mental stress. No body stress that you notice… but, inside the body the cells are still producing heat. They’re working to keep the body warm because the cells of the body must not dip down much from 98.6 F degrees. Nearly every cell in the body must be producing heat to contribute to the 98.6 F ideal.  The body is not at peace.

In fact, the body is NEVER at rest in the ideal temperature range – it’s always working towards the ideal. The ideal MUST be reached each and every day, hour, minute. It’s not OK if the body hits the ideal 95% of the day. It requires close to 100%.

Oh, I almost forgot… there are physical factors in the world that are changing and that are constantly affecting manking…

The temperature is one of those factors.  The temperature is constantly changing here on earth. Not just between latitudes and types of terrain (desert, forest, valley) but from day to day, hour to hour…  Here in Thailand we have nights that are around 65 F degrees. During the day it might shoot up to 95 F.  If it rains in the middle of the day the temperature might dip to 70 F.  Temperatures are changing all over the world, all the time.  So, even if you were able to sit in the 73 degree environment for a day or so… a month?  Eventually it changes. Bang, again your mind as well as your body is at odds with the environment, with the game of life.

What about the humidity?  Humidity, the wetness of the air, has an effect on whether we feel warmer or cooler as well as affecting the body’s ability to regulate it’s temperature. Rain? Snow?

Wind?  The “wind-chill” factor is something that profoundly affects us.

Sun versus clouds?  We feel the sun’s heat through a process of radiation. When the clouds block the sun for an instant the body must change because it no longer feels that heat.

The body is constantly making changes to regulate the body temperature to be as close to 98.6 F degrees as possible.  It’s constantly at odds with the environment.

It’s odd that God did this, putting us in direct conflict with our environment since reptiles and other cold-blooded animals like fishes don’t have the same problem. They are at home in their environment. They still need a range of temperatures in which they can operate as ‘living’, but they have a much greater tolerance for different temperatures. They are not at odds with the environment from day 1, they are more consonant with it – having no stress over it.  But, when they exert themselves their cells also produce heat.

Since probably only adults are reading this blog I’m safe in saying that we all pretty much overlook the problem of being at odds with our environment all the time.  There are times we’re cold or too hot and those are the times that we give it a little thought. How many times did you question god’s intention for creating the human body like it is?

I need to ask.  WHY GOD?  What the hell is the purpose of this, and every other rule in your stupid game? What is the point of making mankind suffer physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually every single day of living on this planet and playing your stupid game?

WHAT is the purpose?

As we drove back home from a beach about 11pm. I hit the breaks hard as I saw something crossing the road oblivious to the speeding vehicle.

I locked up the wheels and skidded shortly as I saw a tiny puppy about 6 weeks old walking across the highway. There was only one house there so we brought it there. The owner claimed no knowledge… hmm. We went back up the driveway and saw a rice bag with a blanket half hanging out of it.

Apparently some thoughtful arse had brought the dog in the bag and left it to play in traffic and get hit.

We took it home and were horrified to find it had 9 ticks with the heads buried under the skin, and thousands upon thousands of eggs in it’s fur. The fur was coming out in clumps and I could have pulled the hair out and made him bald. The poor dog was in bad shape.

We bathed it and did what we could with the bugs. We could only catch the big ticks and a couple big fleas. We could see many thousands moving on her skin though. Apparently they didn’t drown when we held her under the water.

We let her stay in the back shower area until about 5 am when she started to cry like a possessed pig. I gathered it up in a towel and took her to the local temple where there were many dogs and where it’s against their morals to harm it. They’d take some care of it, probably until it died.

Then, as we past the same spot we did before – though 2 days later – I saw the remains of another dog – just like the one we found – further up the road that we must have missed that night. Splatted all over the pavement, brains coming loose and every bone broken by then from being run over a thousand times maybe or more.

Once again God is a no-show.

God has put us here and is watching the show. It’s a horrible show. It’s a freakshow… a horrorshow. And yet, there’s nothing from God… no intervention. No amount of prayer helps. No amount of faith in anything. No amount of hoping.  Caring even…  Everything dies in it’s own way… we all have a moment that means the end of this silly life…  when will yours be?  Will you choose it or let it choose you?

Will you curse God when you finally meet up with it?  Will you ever? Who knows anything? Is there a God?  A good god? A bad god? A nutty god?  Does he look like Rob Zombie or George Burns? Does he look like a dog walking on the highway with 3000 fleas and 9 ticks buried deep in it’s tender 6 week old flesh?

Who knows….