Is it the vagaries of life, or was this in the cards that fateful day in August of 2014 when that insanely awkward last show happened. Is there a force which runs the universe, be it God, Allah, Buddah, Kismet, or the Force? a great wheel that turns, making sure all of us eventually get what we deserve?
Mac spoke with Boers and Bernsie for the last time on 670, the tension in and over the air between Mac and his now new ho Bernsie was palpable. Boers, trying to be supportive, speaking in code to his old partner, begging him to sign the deal and stay at 670. Bernsie, the ho now made madam, was planning her takeover, of becoming a mack of putting his little hos like Goff, and the other hos into his social justice sports revoloution. Sports and Socialism, just like old Trotsky, Noam Chomsky, Lenin and Stalin would have wanted it.
Mac, the old warrior seemed tired, he had been spending time working on himself. Trying to get himself right in the head, and saying to himself "Hell, Ill try this music thing, I like tunes, I like classic rock, I can make music and morning drive relevant again."
Bensie took over, put his social justice radio in place, I guess it is a miracle his leftist drivel lasted as long as it did. The only question I have is on that day in August is that it seems like the Duke educated, smartest motherfucker in the room Bernsie thought he would have the last laugh at Mac's expense. He certainly didnt fail to chuckle at old boy Goff's ripping McNeil behind his back with the innuendo of cracker, racist, Indiana bullshit and Da Ma Neil, which I find offensive to disabled persons, but the hypocracy of leftist pussies is legion. He must have loved that shit, giving it to his last, best opponent, laughing at his expense, enjoying his moving on and problems at DRV. He probably laughed when Mac was selling trucks (god forbid a man take a job and work for a living).
I guess that smartest, Duke educated, Economist, the Atlantic Monthly and New York Times crossword reading, leftist, cuck, jagoff, fuckwad Bernie didnt realize that he was playing checkers and that MAC WAS PLAYING MOTHERFUCKING CHESS!!!!!!!!
Karma is a bitch, especially when Jimmy D comes back and buries his size 11s in your ass and sends your favorite clown out on the street.
Bernsie, if you read this, I wish you would reflect on air about what you were feeling when you had to stroke off old Danny Mac on Tuesday. I would guess that it would embarass you and hurt your feelings, but that would imply that a human slug piece of stroke meat such as yourself had feelings to begin with.
Happy St Paddys day everybody
later sabu
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