2 posts tagged “ike”

Friday, the great people of Knoxville went fucking bonkers.   Hurricane Ike was bearing down on the Tejas oilfields and there was going to be a SHORTAGE of petrol.  Holy fuck, what should we do?  Buy a bunch of gas.  No matter the price.  Well, the opportunists/capitalists in the convenience stores jacked the prices of regular unleaded upwards of 4 bucks a gallon.  I personally saw signs for 4.59 and 4.99 a gallon.  And people were lined up down the block for this shit.  The same gas was 3.59 on Friday morning.

I don't blame the stores/gas stations for doing this.  They have businesses.  They have a commodity people want.  They can set the price at anything they want.  If they can get five bucks a gallon, well, why not?  Sure, it seems scumbaggish and I sure don't want to pay that price.  But, I can understand their position.

I really don't know what to think of the whole situation here.  Knoxville has had historically low gas prices compared to the US average.  But, now we are about a dollar over the average.  Something is going on that is a little strange or crooked or both.  People, however, need to calm down.  The best thing to do when stations jack prices up is to NOT BUY GAS!.  Not do the exact opposite and speed to the pumps.  The only way to bring the prices down is to buy less gas.  Simple as that.  Walk somewhere.  Ration what you have until you have none left.  Ride a bike.  Pogo stick to work.  Do what you got to do just drive a little less.

The lemmings in E Tenn are completely insane.  Fucking 'tards.

I'm off to buy some gas.....

I must say that I am deeply saddened that I missed my chance to commemorate the life and death of Mr. Ike Turner.  I let his passing go unmentioned in this blog (he is perfect fodder for it) and I am sorry to you all for dropping the ball. 

Ike is the only man I have ever seen become rich and famous for beating the shit out of his wife.  Mr. Turner was the epitome of a douchebag.  If he were a white man he would have been resigned to living in a trailer somewhere in Idaho, wearing a wife-beater (which is any shirt, in his case), drinking Pabst Blue Ribbon and beating his locally famous stripper of a wife into being the best titty dancer in the state.  But, no.  What we got was Ike. 

He beat Tina like no other man could and look at her career.  Was it his golden backhand that put Tina into national stardom?  We shall never know.  But, Ike has left us and no one was really saddened.  Tina, when asked what she thought of his death, gave a terse "No Comment".  She would have every right to unload on Ike then.  But, I guess her respect for the dead superseded her hatred of her dead ex.  Classy.  I would have vented on his dead ass.  I, however, have no class (as you well know).

So, I raise a glass to Mr. Ike Turner and give him a hearty goodbye (and good riddance) a few days late.  Sorry about that. 

"Hit me again, Ike.  And this time put some stank on it".