MUNI STATION ATTENDANT GIVES THUMBS UP TO DEATH BY BRANDING!

Right after work, a garden slug was smoking an eCigarette while waiting on the Outbound platform @ Market/Castro Streets. I complained to the Station Attendant. Is taking stupid pills part of the job requirement of being a MUNI Station attendant? I was told “There is nothing I can do about it.”

In San Francisco, you have to get 896 permits if you want to paint your back porch red. You have to bribe people to get past the zillions of kilometres of ‘red tape’ just to do the simplest of things for your personal property. You pay 10 cents for a bag at any store, even Burger King.

Are you really going to ask me to believe that it is perfectly okay for slime bags and garden slugs to smoke their goddamned eCigarettes & blow their goddamned smoke in my face on a MUNI platform? Do I have to get cancer from their smoke? Does it take an Act of Congress to get something as obvious as this is to be addressed on an appropriate Public Health level?

Do I have to find an attorney to sue MUNI for permitting this? Or, was this station attendant too afraid of being written up for insubordination (the favourite word of inept managers) to enforce (by-now) well-established social norms?

If it is legal to smoke eCigarettes any place you want to smoke them, then why not just revoke all the laws about smoking and bring it all back to the way it was in 1980, when you could not even go to see a film without gasping through the clouds of smoke? Worse than the fools who buy this stuff & use their lungs as chimneys are the goddamned companies that manufacture this dung. Would you willingly eat poison? Looks like the answer to this dumb question is “Yes” –if it is properly branded, and you get beautiful celebrity endorsements, the lemmings will follow.

These crazed contraptions will prove every bit as dangerous as the ones that are still grown on plantations & still marketed to the people among us who can least afford them.

The banning of smoking in public places includes trash, as well as cigarettes.

It’s the law. MUNI Station attendants need to understand this. A request for enforcement should not be considered something that is to be dismissed or a cause for an argument. Our health is at stake.

Per MUNI Station Attendant, it is just wonderful for you to be subjected to eCigarette smoke from your nearest thug/garden slug on the MUNI platform.  "Nothing can be done."

Per MUNI Station Attendant, it is just wonderful for you to be subjected to eCigarette smoke from your nearest thug/garden slug on the MUNI platform. “Nothing can be done.”

Will this help MUNI Station Attendants better understand the Public Health Issue of smoking while waiting on station platforms is wrong?
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AND HERE IS THE SLAP IN YOUR FACE: LET BLU eCIGS TAKE BACK OUR FREEDOM!
The hookers on Post Street have more integrity than this one…enjoy your freedom!

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LET’S GATHER TOGETHER FOR ADDICTION–IT’S COOL, MENTHOL, & BRANDED!

LET’S BRAND TOGETHER & SEE WHO CAN DIE THE SLOWEST POSSIBLE DEATH!!!!
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How To Get A Royal Runaway Elected As Detroit’s Mayor-Del Shannon

When Her Imperial Highness was in the 4th grade, staring out the window, not paying strict attention to her Latin instruction, she dreamed about running away from The Tatoi Palace to Detroit. She wanted something different, she wanted something Supreme! She had not yet met Miss Ross.

Here was her dream: Del Shannon, The Runaway–the dream of Princess Melita Bonaparte, before she matured & Imperial thoughts entered her mind.

Her Imperial Highness, The Princess Melita Bonaparte, looking for work as a model, no computer skills, did not even know how to wait tables in restaurants, or do the fries in fast food joints. All she wanted was Detroit!

"If the telling of my life is a novel, then it will be a bestseller," proclaims Princess Melita Bonaparte.

“If the telling of my life is a novel, then it will be a bestseller,” proclaims Princess Melita Bonaparte.

PRINCESS MELITA BONAPARTE’S DESPERATE ATTEMPTS TO FIND NON ROYAL WORK! SHE BEGGED THE DE YOUNG MUSEUM TO FEATURE HER AS PART OF THE GIRL WITH A PEARL EARRING PUBLICITY MACHINE, BUT WAS DEEMED TOO MUCH A LIABILITY–“More Suitable for eye-level supermarket reading,” sniffed one high-ranking board member.

“I know I can bring back Detroit, if the people do not mind electing a Royal Runaway for Mayor,” pleads Princess Melita Bonaparte.

“Once I get Detroit back on its feet, then on to the Tatoi Palace.”–Princess Melita Bonaparte, regarding her 4th grade dreams as a Runaway Royal.

“LET ME BRING PEACE THAT DOES NOT HAVE ELEMENTS OF WAR!”-Princess Melita Bonaparte–“Join me in Prosperity for All.”

SIGN UP FOR KILLER YELLOW JACKET WASP TRAINING PROGRAMME!

This is one class that City College of San Francisco should offer. It would sell out, require expansion, and put them on the international map of institutions of higher learning!

All I need are a few volunteers willing to die for art. It’s easy. Make sure your life insurance is in force for more that two years. Make me the beneficiary, and credit will be transferable. You just won’t BEE there to benefit.

Come on now, I have bills to pay. Take full advantage of this opportunity of a life time! Literally!

Don’t be scared. It only takes a few moments, and if you survive, you’ll get the credits all transferred–all nice & neat…and while all your friends are doing Excel spreadsheets, you have a deal with a publishing house, your own reality show, and an interview with Jay Leno! Don’t let C-Suite executives sell you short on living the American Dream. Swarm on over!

Don’t let this opportunity pass you by—You can’t get this on LinkedIn. You will be encouraged to make a You Tube, bring your own bottle & equipment!

Napoleonic heroes required for yellow jacket training programme.  Don't be stung by being left out of this hive!   Buzz here now!

Napoleonic heroes required for yellow jacket training programme. Don’t be stung by being left out of this hive! Buzz here now!


Your Personal Trainer: Her Imperial Highness, Princess Melita Bonaparte

Those Bonaparte Bee-stung lips will bee there to help you transition.  The class is Pass/Fail.

Those Bonaparte Bee-stung lips will bee there to help you transition. The class is Pass/Fail.

DETRITUS & DECAY: DAILY LANDSCAPE/GRACE ALLEY SAN FRANCISCO

7 March 2013-The Street is Grace Alley.  The City is San Francisco.  This is right next to where I word, the Department of Public Health, in a building leased by City & County of San Francisco.  Grim.

7 March 2013-The Street is Grace Alley. The City is San Francisco. This is right next to where I work, the Department of Public Health, in a building leased by City & County of San Francisco. Grim.

Sadly, it has been like this for years. Sometimes it is worse than what is shown here

LOVE IS HUMAN: WARM BODIES-GET IN TOUCH WITH YOU INNER ZOMBIE!


HOW LOVE FOR A ZOMBIE SAVED THE WORLD–GETTING IN TOUCH WITH YOUR INNER ZOMBIE

Never saw a cookie I didn’t like & the same holds true for zombie genre motion pictures. It proposes to be a comedy–& it is starting from the perspective of the inside day-to-day grind of your average-run-of-the-mill zombie. You don’t see them coming up from closed graves, but you do see them wandering aimlessly on the streets of an urban center. Is this starting to sound familiar? There is an epidemic that has caused all of this–and fear has taken over the national thinking. Those who are already zombies are pitted against those who have not become infected. Sounding even more familiar? Is this getting uncomfortable? Private vigilante groups have formed to keep the zombies in their place, even going so far as to build a giant wall around the group that is ‘normal’ to keep the zombies out. Berlin? South Africa? To add an even worse boomerang of complexity here, there is a subset of zombies that even the run-of-the-mill zombies won’t have anything to do with, skeletal remnants of what were once humans who feed on those in the early stages of zombieitus (Oxford English Dictionary Alert: First time use of this word! I will rest on this laurel!). Something goes wrong. In the course of things, even after forgetting his name, a zombie named “R” finds love, and begins remembering what it was like to be human. This becomes his first step in a very long 12 Step Programme. See it with someone you’d like to love. It may seem to be ‘only another zombie movie,’ but deep down, it’s about all of us, and our need to remember how to really love & look after each other. That’s what counts in the end!

Hinged Toilet Seat & Unhinged Men

This is how it is…and people are embarrassed about calling a toilet a toilet, preferring the term  bathroom.