Tuesday Edition: It's hot! (but not appropriate for children)

Tuesday mood music

Tuesday Shop Talk by Dave Hampe of the Pointer Institution:

Smut Sells

There's been some Internet buzz that perhaps one of our offerings here at the KatoAnon Commentaries has offended some in the community. For anyone truly harmed by our words, we deeply apologize. However, we hope readers will understand that this is a market-driven business, and our statistics clearly show readers want ugly.

Let me explain. There have been multiple posts made to this blog. The first, on the controversial subject of castration, was an absolute riot and has had a few views, approximately 2 million at this time. The post that has caused so much controversy, an interview with our two late and deeply mourned insectoid reporters, has already received 30 billion views. An offering of a beautiful hymn on Sunday? Two views.

We're more than willing to just put out whatever keeps the cash flowing, but our readership must figure out what it is they want.

Tuesday guest column by Louisa Black Warning: Bad words ahead

Toot! Toot! Here comes a whole fucking train full of assholes with virgin ears and delicate sensibilities. Just where in the hell did all these fucking chivalrous mother fuckers come from? Dear God, they're coming out of the goddamn woodwork now!

Sense of humor? Hell, no, these bastards don't need a sense of humor. They've got their self-righteousness! "Oh, Oh, let's get all worked up about what some flies say." They're not real! Son of a Bitch! Have they never heard of fiction!

Where were these heroic bastards when older women were threatened? Was their goddamn white horse in the fucking shop? One person after another was getting called fat, bitter, old, bad teeth, bad parent, bad wife, baby bugger, stupid, jealous, brainless, slutty, fake, transvestite, sad, pathetic. People were being impersonated. Crimes were being committed for God's sake, and where were these pricks then!

Oooh! And here's the part, here's the part that really burns my ass. The shit was squashed. Fucking squashed. The real white hats won. It was over. Like any villain, the evil thing popped up elsewhere at the end. A couple of death throes. But it would've been done. Hell, even the flies were dead. But, nooooo! Conceited goddamn moral judges just couldn't fucking let it go. "Let's sum it all up with what a saint I am. Two wrongs don't make a right. I've had weight issues."

Well, fuck me running! Ain't all that a bitch. Who doesn't have goddamn weight issues? They think the people getting called fat for months don't have weight issues. Jesus f'ing Christ! (couldn't write that out; not really going to Hell over a blog)

Next time these fucking bastards want to assess the morality of a conflict, tell 'em to show up a little earlier in the goddamn conflict! The good guys could've used the help. In the meantime, toot! toot! their ride is here. They can ride that fucking train back to where they came from.

Important changes at The Commentaries

Loyal readers will notice some important new features have been added to the blog, and we're not just talking about the "awesome" Cowboy Pic of the Week that has Goliath in such a panic he's starting polls for best blog (vote here for KatoAnon) and offering cash for votes and even letting articles of clothing, socks, specifically, cast ballots.

If you look to the right, you'll see we have cute for days. Cute kittens? That's nice. We've got cute dogs, babies,  bunnies, smiling animals, even exotic baby animals. We can also lift your spirits with pictures of rainbows and quotes from spiritual leaders. GenXers can get their Michael on at our page. Are you getting that from Goliath? No, we didn't think you were.

Tuesday Editorial Comment

WINNING!