Observations from an old cranky jerk who happens to be a professional philosopher. Occasionally philosophical, most often just vulgar. Sometimes focused on sober points of logic and issues in political theory, but more frequently fixed on nonsense. Bad metal bands, crappy guitarists, stupid lyrics, celebrities, pop "culture," telemarketers, irrationality, and other annoyances. Always misanthropic. Anti-religious. Not particularly amusing, either. Some might say insulting. Strange mail. Kook magnet. Doom. Comments from other cranky jerks, young and old.
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Ace Frehley, 20th century alchemist: turning mahogany to tin.
Jealous loser. KISS ARMY 4 evrah. Ace is back and I told ya so.
@anon 10:10
I have a funny feeling you didn't tell Spiros anything of the kind.
But consider: Ace-as-minimalist.
I love the fucked-up sound Ace got from his guitar precisely because of its fuckedupness, so fuck you. Ace's sound on those first few albums is gold.
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