It was something like two in the morning and we were walking down a stretch of suburban road. Max and the cab driver had agreed to disagree about the best route back from O’Malley’s. I looked over my shoulder and saw a man cleaning spit off his passenger window. A night out drinking with...

America doesn’t want soldiers.  It wants Warrior Monks.  Sterile, selfless men who can function in the string-theory dimension that exists between Policy, Expectation, and Reality.  America doesn’t get warrior monks.  It gets men. Men aren’t selfless.  Men have needs....

It’s been almost two years since I’ve trained with them.  Some of the old crew was there.  Most were new.  They were surprised and happy to see me.  They offered me an open mat whenever.  The dojo politics started the moment I walked through the door.  Names and whispers. I...

The enemy is smart.  Most of them cannot write their own language, but they know the exact math to kill us.  Men in flip flops, running around with rifles and home-made explosives, blowing the legs out from under our boys. Our boys are mostly just kids, too young to have done anything to...

One of my soldiers walked around this week singing On a Jetplane.  I heard the song somewhere not long ago, and it was stuck in my head.  It seemed like an odd coincidence.  Had he heard it at the same time?  Somewhere else? Was this simultaneity?  Multiple realizability? There’s...

I have been posting a lot of old material.  Partly because I need to get it back on the site.  Partly because I need stop-gap posts.  I am busy to the point of frantic.  If you don’t work in “this field”, you probably wouldn’t understand. In my off time, I struggle...

They arrive every week.  They are stupid and scared, eyes wide and so poorly trained they can barely tell the difference between the position of Parade Rest and the position of Attention.  They wouldn’t know which of the two to stand at if one of my squad leaders didn’t remind...

I have little sympathy for Buddhists.  I warm myself by their personal conflagrations.  I have no sympathy at all for Vegans.  Those arrogant fuckers will all die when the Collapse comes. It won’t be because their nutritional self-restriction is unsustainable.  It will come when they...

(First published at The Spearhead) “Any man who sets foot in a strip club faces a potential moral dilemma: How would I feel about this if it were my daughter? I am cavalier in this regard because I have no desire to be a father.  I can, and have, let a stripper grind my leg until she...

A few months ago Netflix jacked its rates and announced that it was going to do something different.  The public response was immediate.  Everyone cancelled Netflix.  The plan was to create a completely separate service called Qwikster for the home DVD service.  ’Cuz, y’know,...

From time to time I get a comment on the site that is longer than the original piece.  See yesterday’s Occupied Wall Street, on which a man calling himself John left a seven hundred word essay a la Alex Jones.  I am not going to post the actual comment, for the time being, because it...

Holy Fuck, I was wrong. This Wall Street thing is kind of a big deal.  When it started, I was convinced that nothing would come of it.  Weeks later, people keep going and all it took was a few disgruntled cops and some bad internet press.  There have been arrests.  There have been...