Mr Mascellani's Musings

Listen!

Some people attract money, friends, lovers or luck. Me? I attract weirdos.

At any crowded train station, anyone wearing an aluminium hat to protect himself from being brainwashed and controlled by the

Government will come and talk to me. And during those rare times when I go to a bar, it'll be the woman who genuinely believes

that she was King Ramisis III’s cat in a prior life who'll want to chat with me.


Yep. They all come and talk to me. The religious fanatics, those who have been abducted and anally probed by aliens, the

malignantly sad, the very angry and bitter, the kooks, the nuts, and the fruit loops.


One day I was waiting at a bus stop, waiting for a bus to take to the train station. An attractive woman was waiting there as

well. Very attractive. Beautiful. Let's call her Eva. Eva asked what time the bus came. I told her that I did not know.

We began to chat. It was a lovely sunny day and we decided to walk to the station.


So there we were walking to the train station. I couldn't believe my luck. She was gorgeous, intelligent, and she had a great sense

of humour. Meeting such a woman at a bus stop isn't the sort of thing that happens to too many guys, especially guys like me.


Yes, everything was going along swimmingly.


Until we walked past a group of Vietnamese -Australian schoolgirls. Have you heard of pet pit bulls that are placid and friendly

when it comes to people, but turn into savage beasts when they see another animal? Eva turned into some horrible pit bull beast

woman when she saw those Asian schoolgirls. She was truly ugly.

She didn't actually say anything to the girls, but what she said to me, I won't bother repeating it. But suffice it

to say that although I know the term 'Nazi' is one that is misused, overused, and abused- I feel that anyone who

admits to owning 'Mein Kampf' and 'The Articles Of Zion' and can quote from them, and who thinks that the Hitler

was 'greatest man who ever lived.' and who is anti- Semitic , racist, and jingoistic ally nationalistic--can be called a Nazi.

And a lot worse.


I should have known that meeting, without effort, a beautiful, intelligent, good humoured woman at a bus-stop was too good to be

true. But meeting a rapidly racist hell bitch cunt - that sort thing happens to me far too often.