Earlier this month the White House announced that President Obama was commuting the sentences of many non-violent drug offenders because he feels they are victims of outdated drug policies.
…then a week later the DEA announced they will continue enforcing the outdated drug policy that marijuana should remain illegal for any purpose.
In March, President Obama attended a drug abuse & heroin summit where he basically said addicts should not be treated as criminals, but instead be provided with access to effective treatment options to help them deal with their heroin/opium dependency.
…then this week the DEA announced it’s working on banning access to an effective treatment option that helps drug addicts deal with their heroin/opium dependency – Kratom, and will essentially treat addicts as criminals for purchasing it.
If you’re having a hard time following, let me sum it up this way:
Don’t do drugs or the DEA’s outdated drug policies may land you in jail. But since you landed in jail due to the DEA’s outdated drug policies there’s a chance Obama will release you, as long as you treat your addiction once you’re released. But be careful about how you seek treatment because if you use the wrong type of treatment the DEA’s outdated drug policies may land you in jail again. But since you landed in jail due to the DEA’s outdated drug policies there’s a chance Obama will release you, as long as you treat your addiction once you’re released. But be careful about how you seek treatment because if you use the wrong type of treatment the DEA’s outdated drug policies may land you in jail again. But since you landed in jail due to the DEA’s outdated drug policies there’s a chance Obama will release you, as long as you treat your addiction once you’re released. But be careful about how you seek treatment because if you use the wrong type of treatment the DEA’s outdated drug policies may land you in jail again. But since you landed in jail due to the DEA’s outdated drug policies…
Make sense now? Of course not.
The real question though, is who’s really in charge of establishing drug policy in the United States? The President or the DEA?
Trick Question. The answer is Pharmaceutical Companies.
If you guessed right, congratulations! You win a lifetime supply of Viagra with its corresponding Valtrex prescription. I’d ask if I could have some, but the Prozac downed my bonermissile ages ago.
I originally posted this on Facebook but it got taken down. Fortunately someone shared it before it was taken down and I was able to get a backup, so I’m now posting it on my website where it can be safe from the whims of the Facebook thought police:
About a week ago I started seeing posts from NYC comics talking about a comedian that had been banned from several venues for being a rapist, no not Bill Cosby. Pretty sure he’s still allowed at most venues, though maybe not at every bar.
I held back from commenting on the thing because I wanted to hear the full story first. Problem was I couldn’t find the full story anywhere. No accounts of the rape, no word from the victims, no criminal charges. I figured I just wasn’t connected enough to the NYC scene to find the full story, so I never said anything about it.
Cut to a week later, and it turns out the reality was there were no filed charges on this guy, and no actual full story. Apparently it was all just speculation based on the statements of one comedy venue, however that didn’t stop dozens of people from jumping on the hate bandwagon and demonizing the dude with no real proof of the accusations.
That’s not to say the guy isn’t a rapist, by now the process of character assassination has advanced to the point that I kinda hope he is, but I do think that when an accusation of that kind of gravity is being thrown around there should be a higher standard of veracity than an improv theater just saying it is so.
Soon after all this came to light, Kurt Metzger posted a hilarious, obviously satirical status that basically encapsulated the situation perfectly. It was brilliant. But of course as soon as the “Offendables” got wind of it, all the angry Feminist and humorless SJWs jumped on his case, pitchforks in hand, calling him a “rape apologist” and demonizing him like he was the rapist himself.
That’s why I think Metzger is arguably the ballsiest comic working today. He’s not famous enough to have achieved Louis CK/Bill Burr say-anything bulletproof status, yet he still sticks his neck out to call out bullshit and speaks his mind knowing that there could be serious consequences.
I catch a lot of shit for the stuff that I post, but I don’t have nearly as much to lose as this guy. He was a writer for the Amy Schumer show and any time he says something “controversial” he has the Feminist SJW Outrage Mob go full-bitchtard mode to call for his ouster from the show. The worst any of these mobs could do to me is call for a boycott of my already sparsely attended stand-up shows. If anything, I’d probably benefit from the controversy. Five protesters at my shows would in most cases double the audience.
Anyway, I’m assuming most of you know who he is, but if you don’t, look him up. In a comedy world increasingly dominated by milquetoast, generic stand-up, we need to support more people like him. He’s ballsy, crass, straight-forward, but most importantly fucking hilarious.
Ten years ago today, 8/9/2005, I did stand-up for the first time. Stand-up *Comedy* that is. I need to clarify that because I was recently made aware some people may get confused into thinking I was a paraplegic that a decade ago walked for the first time and for some reason I’m crediting comedy for this miraculous turn of events.
I’m not gonna get into the details of my first stand-up experience. I wrote about that in a Facebook note I posted five years ago (https://www.facebook.com/notes/470043917064), but I do want to thank one person in particular today. (more…)
Facebook has a feature called “On This Day” where they like to bring up statuses you posted years ago on that same date. Not sure what the purpose of it is other than to remind you how your life used to be better; or worse, how it’s never been good at all. Usually I find them annoying but I was actually glad they reminded me of this particular one because I think it’s somewhat relevant to the state of comedy today. The post in question is the following picture with the caption “You think this dude might be an Earnhardt fan?” (more…)
It’s no secret that the easiest path to making money as a comedian in America is to tailor your material to appeal to the largest group of people possible, which often means being extremely careful to not hurt anybody’s sensibilities, or risk pissing people off. I’ve never been that kind of comic, but now that my album is out I’ve been getting a lot of pressure from my agents, managers, accountants, publicists, body guards, consiglieres, personal trainers, pastors, and wives, to increase my audience by releasing an edited “Family Friendly” version of my album. I rejected their requests for as long as I could, but sadly I finally had to give in. (more…)
A couple of weeks ago filmmaker Matt Ott hit me up about being on his Comedians In Public series. He explained to me that I would have to perform in public (Bad), during the day (Worse), for people who weren’t paying attention (Worser). It sounded like a complete nightmare, so of course I agreed to do it. Then a day after I agreed to do it he dropped the bomb on me that the location he had chosen for my public performance was the Billy Graham Library (The Worst). Either Matt was not aware of my utter disdain for everything religious, or he did and he’s the biggest asshole in the world. Either way, I’m a man of my word and he’s an evil bastard. (more…)
The album I recorded in December is finally available today. It’s called “It Gets Worse”.
This is why I love when people share my Facebook/Twitter posts. At this point anybody that still follows me on either of those is pretty familiar with my sense of humor or is pretty open minded about my nonsense, so I’m basically preaching to the choir. But when they share my posts on their page the audience for the jokes expands to their friends, family, and coworkers, many of which don’t find me amusing in the least. And it couldn’t make me more giddy.
This is my reaction to new communication technologies throughout the centuries. Some of these are factual, and some are speculative. I’ll let you guess which are which:
“Why do I need a telephone when I can just use a telegraph?”
I love you so much that if you told me you wanted the sky I would try to get it for you, but I would eventually realize that it’s not something I could actually give you since the sky isn’t an item that can be purchased. Even if it was, I imagine it would be extremely expensive and probably way out of my price range. The good news though is that you can still pretty much enjoy it for free.
People in the North be like: “Why those pussies in the South gotta shut down for a few inches of snow? We treat it like it’s any other day!”
People in the South be like: “Because we don’t have the infrastructure and tools to handle snowstorms with the same efficiency as it is handled in the north. Thus we deem it safer for people to stay indoors while we handle the clean up as best we can with our limited amount of resources, y’all.”
People in the North be like: “Well why don’t you get some more plow trucks then, dummies?”
(For Part 1 click here: Joke Stealing. It can happen to you!)
Greg Brown admitted to his plagiarism yesterday on my FB page and apologized while recusing himself from the Asheville festival. That’s enough for me. As far as I’m concerned the matter is settled and hopefully this will be the last time I have to bring it up.
Thanks to everybody who shared the video and hit me up with support through Facebook, Twitter, text, phone, etc. I appreciate it immensely and love you all. The great majority of responses I got were positive, but as with anything that spreads to a certain scale of reach, there was a contingent of negativity that also came my way. I was expecting it and I’m not bothered by most of it since a lot of it is coming from irrelevant cunts that have never come close to trying to create something original in their lives and thus can’t understand the importance of artistic integrity. You might as well be discussing the intricacies of particle physics with these hoopleheads.
In 2008 I had the worst thing happen to me since I started doing comedy, somebody broke into my buddy Joe’s car in the parking lot of a Walgreens in Charlotte and stole my backpack. I had about $800 worth of electronics in that backpack, but what hurt the most was losing what was probably worth the least to the thieves – my joke notebook. The reason I had that much stuff in my backpack is because me and Joe had just gotten back from a trip to New York City and were on our way back home from the airport. (more…)
I don’t get why there was a push to label the Boston bomber dude as an “Enemy Combatant” or categorize the bomb he used as a WMD. At the end of the day he’s still just gonna spend the rest of his life in prison being fed and getting free health care, which is more than I can get, or at worst he’ll get a pretty cushy ride out of this world through a lethal injection.
Unless there’s a charge that carries a sentence of “Confinement in a bunker with an explosive pressure cooker full of nails and ball bearings”, any label you put on the guy is meaningless and pointless.
That said, whatever label they do decide to put on the guy will likely be way easier to pronounce than his actual name.
Most comics will lie to you and tell you they got into stand-up because of how much they appreciate the art form, or because it helps exorcise their inner demons, or because they love making people laugh. The truth is we all get into this for the same reason – in the hopes that some day we’ll have our face printed on the front of a bag of potato chips.
One day my face will be on a bag of empanada flavored taters. You’ll see. Dare to dream.
All (some) joking aside, MTV says they are “shocked and saddened” by Shain’s death. If they meant that as an April Fools joke then kudos to them, they got me and you can dismiss the rest of this post. But if they didn’t… (more…)
If you live in Fort Lauderdale or Valdosta, GA I’ve got a couple of shows coming up this week March 7-9 that I’m excited about because they will be the first two of what I’m trying to bill as the “Dark Side of Comedy” tour, for lack of a better name. I would’ve called it the “Uptight Cunts Stay Away” tour, but that just wouldn’t be as marketable. As the name implies there’s gonna be some dark/offensive/edgy jokes told at the show, so if you like that kind of shit then come out to one of the shows.
If you don’t live anywhere near those places though, get on my mailing list and I’ll let you know when I’ll be closer. I usually only send about one email a month so I won’t be clogging your inbox with spam. Oh and if you’re already on my mailing list and didn’t get an email from me last month, check your spam folder or add me to your contacts or something. Fix it! To get on my mailing list you can click at the top of the page where it says “Mailing List” or you can just click on the link below:
Last year I finally made good on my mission to have at least one Facebook and Twitter update every day. I may have missed a handful of dates, but I made up for it eventually. I was planning on posting them all on this blog post, but I soon realized it would just take too long, so I only did January-March. Whether I ever post April-December remains to be seen. I intend to, but I’ve intended to do many things that never got done – like being successful. For now the following is a mixed compendium (I like that word) of my Facebook and Twitter updates from January 1 through March 31 2012. Some are funny, some aren’t, and many may not make any sense (You had to be there, man).
– New Year’s Day is like my day-after-Xmas. It’s when I usually return all the gifts I got the night before. Namely:Alcohol. Thru:My Butthole.
– Say what you will about deaf people…really, go ahead, they won’t hear you. (more…)
After I posted about giving away one of my sets from the Big Stink Comedy Tour I had quite a few people that weren’t at the Stanhope shows ask for a set as well. My original plan was to make a best-of compilation of all the shows and make that available, but knowing me, we’ll be doing the 20-year Big Stink Reunion Tour in front of Stanhope’s mummified body before I get to putting that together. So instead what I’m gonna do is send everybody who wants one, a copy of whatever set I think sucked the least.
I’m thankful for my first week off since August. Despite still being shunned by the biggest comedy chain in the region I still managed to put together 15 straight weeks of road work. 12 states, 36 cities, and I don’t know how many shows. That’s not much for some, but it’s a big deal for me. I’m not mentioning it to brag, but to put it forth as evidence to other comics still beating their head against the wall trying to get in with a particular booker, that no one agency/booker/club, no matter how big they are, can shut you down. If one agency refuses to book you then just make it happen some other way. There’s dozens of other bookers, plenty of other clubs, hundreds of independent venues. As much as some bookers may think of themselves as the be-all and end-all of comedy, just because one person thinks you suck it doesn’t mean that they are right.
If everybody you meet thinks you suck though, then yeah, maybe it would be a good idea to look into some other lines of work where being funny isn’t necessarily a job requirement – like improv.
I posted this on my Facebook page, and some people seemed to be interested, so I’m expanding the offer on my website as well. Earlier this year I did a run of shows opening for Doug Stanhope on his Big Stink Comedy Tour. More on that here: Big Stink Comedy Tour on Laughspin.com.
Before the tour started, I bought an audio recorder and a lapel mic so I could record all my sets from the tour. I missed a couple of shows but I’d say I got about 90% of them. Mostly I just wanted to record my sets for me to review later, and if they didn’t come out too shitty I might try to make an album of it at some point.
Well the audio did indeed come out pretty shitty and it’s gonna take some work to compile it into something worthy of putting on an album, if that’s even a possibility. However, I thought it might be a good idea to offer the raw unedited audio to anybody who came out to see a show back in August.
I’m giving the sets away for free, so hopefully that will temper any complaints I might have gotten because of the quality of the recordings. In most of the recordings you can hear my voice fine, but because the mic was clipped to my coat and I have a nasty habit of crossing my arms during my performances you can hear a lot of popping and crackling while I’m telling my jokes. Also, in most instances, because the mic is so much closer to me than it is to the audience, you can’t hear much of a crowd reaction to my jokes. You could argue that the reason you can’t hear much crowd reaction is because most of my jokes aren’t crowd reaction worthy, but it makes me feel better to say you can’t hear the audience because the venue was too large for my little mic to pick up all the laughter.
Keep in mind, my material/segways/pronunciation isn’t always at its sharpest because I was drinking through most of these shows, but in my defense, most of the crowds weren’t completely sober either.
So anyway, if you were at one of the Stanhope shows back in August and you enjoyed my set as well, send me an e-mail at carlosVcomedy@gmail.com with your name and the city you saw the show in. Type “BIG STINK” on the subject line too so I don’t risk missing your e-mail as I read through the throngs of fan mail I get every day. On a related note, it’s funny how many of my fans send me hundreds of emails just to offer me Viagra and Cialis.
When I get all the files in order I’ll upload them somewhere and email you a link to download it. I’ll try to get the files out before Christmas. No promises though. Unless you send me a gift too, then I’ll try a little harder. Otherwise, you get what you paid for.
PS. I don’t care if you copy, share, burn, or rip any of the sets, but keep in mind the thing I said about some venues not being ideal for picking up audience reaction. So if you have any audio editing skills, do me a solid and insert some over-the-top laugh track action between my jokes before you share it with your friends.
If you like my comedy and are a fan of the Bachelorette…well then you have very confusing taste, but perhaps you’ll enjoy this. A couple of weeks ago I was asked by Charlotte’s Creative Loafing magazine to submit some comments about the television show “The Bachelorette” for a feature article they were writing about it. See, this year’s bachelorette is a Charlotte native and they did a good portion of the filming around town. This was all news to me. I tend to keep up with reality show happenings about as much as I keep up with other people’s fecal droppings. And am just as disgusted by both.
I accepted the assignment and actually forced myself to sit down to watch the first two episodes of this magnificent pile of shit. THREE hours worth. It’s quite possibly the worst thing I’ve ever spent that much time watching. With “Faces of Death” coming in at number 2. Both document the deterioration of human civilization, but while “Faces of Death” shows you people dying, “The Bachelorette” makes you wish you were dead.
The article came out this week and if you want to check it out just follow this link: The Bachelorette: The Queen City sells out in the name of love
I submitted around a dozen quotes, but they only used a couple. Here they are along with some of the ones they didn’t use:
“The Bachelorette is the tragic story of a rich single white mother of wealthy upbringing struggling to raise a child in the slums of one of the most expensive neighborhoods in Charlotte.”
“Will wealth, good looks, and fame be enough to overcome the heartbreaking struggles she faces every day? If not, then shoving her daughter into the media spotlight ought to do the trick.”
“According to sage Chris Harrison ‘All of America is hoping the time has finally come for Emily to find true love again and complete her family’. And here I thought what all of America was hoping for was a better economy and job security so they could be assured of the ability to provide for themselves and their families. I hope the presidential candidates are paying attention.”
“When they started arriving at the mansion, I thought the limousines were full of wild jungle apes from the whooping and hollering emanating from inside them. I was right.”
“There was a ray of hope for a second towards the end of the contestant introductions when it seemed FEMA had finally sent a chopper to assist the disaster in progress. Turns out the helicopter was just dropping another turd (Kalon).”
“It was nice of the producers to showcase some of WSOC’s hard-hitting journalism as Scott Wickersham did a totally non-staged report doing a fly-over above the Bachelorette mansion. The Pulitzer has never been so close, Channel 9.”
“Bachelor Randy decided to introduce himself to Emily by dressing up like his grandmother. I’m guessing he was going for the ‘creep her the fuck out’ approach. Cause nothing says ‘psycho’ like dressing up like the psycho from the movie Psycho.”
“Towards the beginning of the second episode they gave out a ‘date card’, not sure what that is, but when it happened you could overhear one of the bachelors stating that things just ‘got real’. So if you’re a fan of the bachelorette but hate phoniness… then actually you’re just a walking contradiction.”
“In episode 2 Emily had the bachelors participate in a variety show, because what better way to find out if a man is fit to be a good father to your child than making sure they can pull off a solid song-and-dance routine. It’s a widely recognized fact that Vaudevillians and carnies have always made the best parents.”
“I was glad to see the Muppets in the second episode. Finally some characters on the show with an actual soul and personality.”
“If you pay close enough attention during the Bachelorette Muppet variety show you can hear a dull rumbling sound in the background. That’s Jim Henson turning in his grave.”