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  by Fabian Perez


Banal Bourgeois Bullshit – Part II (A Poem)

Juice made from concentrate,

Supersize my fries,

Don’t look in the mirror,

There are errors in their lies,

Answers need questions,

Questions need answers,

Life is no lemon,

I’m waiting for my prize.

:: BAD BEAT ::


$10 buy in – NL Hold’em tournament

The world is coming to an end

3 and a half hours on a train, and now i’m home.  I’ve been away for a few days.  This is what I have witnessed.

  1. Finger print scanners to leave a club to smoke and return without charge.
  2. 3 people being fined on the street for dropping cigarette butts.
  3. Several pregnant women reading pregnancy magazines.
  4. A Russian couple fascinated and bonded by a set of placemats with tourist attractions printed on them.

Let us now consider those points.

  1. Are you fucking kidding me?
  2. Are you fucking kidding me?
  3. These publications exist – are you fucking kidding me?
  4. A simple and pleasant act to observe.  Why can’t we all be like that?

I think it is better to stay indoors.  Society is becoming ridiculous and/or offensive.

Sunday Blogging

Since I began this blog, i’ve noticed a weekly decline in viewing each Sunday.  I am wondering, if people are taking the day of rest literally and not using the internet in the same way.  Or perhaps my blog is offending to the Sunday readership.  Have any of you other bloggers out there noticed the same thing?  Originally I anticipated Saturdays and Sundays would generate the highest stats, when in fact it is quite the opposite, with the early weekdays generating more viewers.  Other than that, I can only put it down to unusual coincidence.

The worlds best card trick (apparently)

Can you figure it out – watch carefully.  It’s all about the timing.



I recently acquired a copy of the out of print ‘Inside Las Vegas’ by Mario Puzo.  I started reading it in the hospital waiting room today, when I came across a paragraph that caught my attention and inspired me to write this entry.  It concerns lotteries.  Puzo states; “The people who can afford it least will gamble most.  The classic example is lotteries.  You can hardly call lotteries gambling.  It is really a drowning man clutching at a straw.  All those millions of people locked into jobs that will never make them even middle-class buy tickets as their one hope for salvation.  Their one chance to escape a life on unremitting labour.  That’s not gambling-that’s some sort of religious act.”

When i became of legal age to partake in The National Lottery, although I dabbled, i was largely of the opinion that lotteries were a means of covertly taxing the masses and avoided them unless the jackpot was of such magnitude that it seemed inhumane to resist.  Now I play every week.  Am i desperately seeking salvation by means of some quasi religious gambling act?  I don’t think so.  I would agree with the extract i’ve taken from Puzo, in that for many this is indeed the case.  However for me, and only accounting for myself, I can simply say it is a matter of self deception.  I have convinced myself that for a minimal £1, I have the potential to generate several million.  I think it is the greed in me that drives me to participate, as opposed to the desperation. Ultimately, I am not, and do not anticipate being at a point where I am seeking salvation, “clutching at straws”.   Thus, by consistently purchasing my lottery tickets each week, I am considering it a high risk, low cost investment, that is unlikely to ever pay off, but will not change my circumstances through succumbing to the urge to participate.

Therefore, I think it is fair to say that there possibly are two majorities who invest and gamble in lotteries, those who see them as some kind of last resort in an act of desperation.  And those like me, who just think, fuck it, it’s only a pound, and I might get a shit load of money, but probably not.


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