Change of Address

Greetings!

You have arrived at this blog via an outdated link. In an effort to feign professionalism, the intrepid Reverend Gonzo has moved his vim, vigor, and vitriol to Gonzo 2.0

Sorry about the extra mouse click, but it is well worth it.

See you there.

- Rev.

Zelazowa in the Lizard Lounge: Lancaster Rocks

Zelazowa playing the chameleon club lizard lounge in dear Lancaster. one of my top PA bands, hands down. hailing from the philly area, zelazowa has toured both the north east and over the pond in europe. they have earned a respectable following both in the region and overseas. catchy vocals, delicously smooth guitar riffs, and balls out vocals make zelazowa an impressive entry in the indie rock scene.

Introducing Gonzo 2.0.

decided to take the blog in a new direction. its time that i actually do something with this url. i now present to you the new fNl in the 21st: gonzo 2.0. by making judicious use of my qwerty cell phone and the ridiculous new ways that we can link techno-gadgets, i can now publish my vitriol from anywhere in this great nation. stay tuned and check back often, because i see a lot of crazy shit and it often gets hilarious... or downright weird.

"I Could Never Get the Hang of Tuesdays" - Arthur Dent

" Absolute truth is a very rare and dangerous commodity in the context of professional journalism." - Hunter S. Thompson

I read that quote at least a dozen times a day. I scrawled the words onto a scrap of notebook paper. Its tacked next to a silkscreen picture of the Good Doctor I have hanging in my cubicle, just to the right of the old Dell CRT monitor I stare at every day of my internship.

The whole setup is pretty cool, I mean, the internship as a whole, as well as aforementioned cubicle.

I'm not sure how comfortable I feel saying who I blog for just yet. I might wait until I start a new blog (can't we think of a nobler word for the thing?). Anyway, I intern at a newspaper, and, one week into it, everything is pretty awesome.

Expect fun things to be happening soon. I bought a Webbie and I have too much time on my hands.

Updates:
I'm living elsewhere this summer with some good friends. By day, I'm either a gas station clerk or a lowly Features intern tapping away at a keyboard. By night, I run, make music, or kill copious amounts of Nazi Zombies.
(By afternoon, I just run errands, have brilliant ideas, or take naps.)

Cigarettes haven't been a problem lately. We'll see how long I hold out this time, I'm going for the gold this time.

The internship is pretty clutch. Cubicles aren't that bad, for now at least.

My roommate and I are embarking for the North Country in a little over a month. One week up at the lake, maybe tackle Marcy. Hopefully, one of us gets to wrestle a bear.

That's what's going on for now. I don't know why, but I felt compelled to do so.

Point. Narf.

- Rev. Gonzo

The Case for Cannabis

Published in the 4/22 edition of La Vie (Lebanon Valley College's weekly rag). I wrote the case for cannabis, the perspectives editor wrote the case against. Yes, I schooled her. I schooled her good.

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There is no other way to say it: marijuana prohibition is the dumbest, most harmful thing America has ever done to its citizens. It is the culmination of American legislative stupidity - placing the welfare and pocketbooks of every taxpaying citizen in jeopardy.

To legalize or not to legalize is not even a question. The defense for prohibition formulated in the 30s has been debunked by the magic of science and mathematics. Crazed reefer addicts aren’t cruising our streets looking for helpless virgins to rape. Drugs sold by Pfizer wreak more havoc on the brain than the finest Moroccan hashish.

It is time for America to face the music: the slew of prohibition laws are stupid. There is no shame in admitting to the mistake; oversight happens all the time and people make stupid mistakes everyday. Now it is high time for the mistake of marijuana prohibition to be corrected. Are these swine going to acknowledge the harsh truth that they were, and still are wrong?

Ah, the truth. A rare and dangerous commodity in this day and age. The truth of the $150 billion we spend per year on enforcement and court costs, with 50% of arrests being marijuana related. Or the truth of the $68 billion per year we spend on prisons, with 33% of those in jail there on marijuana charges.

No, President Obama, perhaps legalizing marijuana won’t help us “grow our economy”. Maybe it would save us, the taxpayers, the billions we lose annually on this waste of a war. Maybe it would help trim the profit margins of the Mexican drug cartels that make $25 billion every year off of American drug habits. On that note, if drugs were legalized, would there be violent drug dealers at all?

This isn’t just about the Mike Phelps and Andy Goetz’s of the world anymore. Marijuana legalization is no longer a case of “fight the power, man.” Our economy is hurting, and while legalization marijuana wouldn’t be a cure-all it would certainly be a boon. Mexico is burning, and the reason why there are violent drug dealers is because America created drug laws. Prohibition has created more problems for the US and the world, in terms of money as well as quality of life, than will ever be worth it.
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I think I could have done better, but I'm happy with what I had. With a 400 word count limit, I couldn't lay down as much as I would have liked, but I think I got the point across.

- Rev.