Champs Élysées


I was walking down the avenue and my heart wanted something unknown(new)
I felt like saying good day to anybody
To anybody and that was you, and I said something (anything)
It was enough to me to talk to you to make you mine

At Champs Élysées, at Champs Élysées
If it’s raining or if sun is shining, if it’s noon or midnight
You have anything you want at Champs Élysées

You told me “I have a meeting in the basement with the madmen
who live with guitars in their hands from evening till morning”
So I joined you, we sang and we danced
But we never even thought of kissing or hugging.

At Champs Élysées, at Champs Élysées
If it’s raining or if sun is shining, if it’s noon or midnight
You have anything you want at Champs Élysées


As I wrote the 420 post the other day I was learning about the Paris shooting. That’s the world we live in today. Our good times and celebrations are constantly being hijacked by those who want to take away our individual freedoms.

The attack comes just days before the French presidential election.  That can’t be helpful. France has already been dealing with the tragedies caused by these freedom hijackers over the past few years making the election an important one and a confusing one. Something echoing throughout the world. People are scared, people are pissed, people are grieving. And they are searching for answers. Wanting to stop the madness, but not knowing how to do it.

I don’t have any answers. I just want to say how bad this sucks.

Until the other day if someone mentioned Champs Élysées, I would think of that NOFX cover. I would think of a place in Paris where 2 strangers might meet and fall in love while “madmen” played beautiful music on their guitars. Paris, the city of love, right? I have danced in the pit to this song more than once. When I play it there are great memories and just all over good feelings. It’s just one of those songs that makes me feel good about everything. I want to put my arms around those around me and dance and sing.

Fuck these other madmen who want to change that. I will not let them. At least I don’t want to let them.

I do not want dates and places to become sad memories of senseless tragedies.

But to be honest, if it continues this way, I don’t know if that is possible to stop.

Yes, no answers here,  I’m not even sure why I’m writing this post. It just sucks.

I want it to stop, I know it won’t.

All Bad Things Must Come To An End

Earlier this year I mentioned my favorite band of all time was doing a final tour. Motley Crue would be no more. Any one who knows me, knows that calling Motley Crue my favorite band is quite an understatement. As Dorothy has pointed out, I obsess on things. Nothing shows that more than my obsession with Motley Crue. And it all started when a girl wrote something on the hand ball wall.
The year was 1983. I was in 7th grade. And for those of you that don’t know what a hand ball wall is, it’s just that, a big wall that you played handball on with a big red rubber ball. It was on one of these walls that my then girl friend wrote down:


I had no idea what she had just written down and asked her, “What’s a motley crue?” I pronounced it “mote-lee cru”. She laughed, corrected me, and told me it was a new group.

Not long after that I saw this video:

So that was Motley Crue. It was like nothing I had seen before. I was listening to things like Billy Idol (my first idol before Nikki took his place). I also had a couple AC DC albums, but this seemed to take the whole rock/punk/pop sound to a whole new level for me.

A year later Shout At The Devil would come out and my next look at Motley Crue:

I saw this video and that was it, Motley Crue was my favorite band, and it hasn’t changed since then. Sure other bands have come along and sat along the top, Guns N Roses, NOFX, Marylin Manson. Lots of good bands that I love and count as my favorites. But no one tops Nikki Sixx, Tommy Lee, Mick Mars, and Vince Neil.

Motley Crue was my first concert. 1985 on their Theater Of Pain tour. And in the years since I was lucky enough to see them live 10 times at last count. Last summer I even got to go to San Diego and see one of the shows in the final tour:

Yes, I was there, I saw this show live. It was such a great show and I had one of the best times ever. Just like all the other times I saw Motley Crue, great show, great time, and quite a few interesting tales.

So in honor of the best band ever’s last show coming up on New Years Eve, I thought I’d tell my stories of all the Motley Crue shows I’ve been to that led up to this final show.

This is gonna be a fun trip down memory lane for me, hope others enjoy it too!



Breaking The Silence

I have been asked before why I don’t do more posts about missing and abused children. The simple answer is I don’t want the message to be lost in the craziness of what this blog has become. I’d love to write about my own parental experiences as well, but the Dorothys and Nancys out there would only use it to slander my family and mount attacks against good people who might comment on such posts. But the story of little Bella Bond has shaken me at my core as a parent and a human being.

This is the latest I have read on the story:

Anyone reading that article knows who the real demons were/are. It sickens me to know that this little girl spent her short life with such cruel, selfish people. Not experiencing a loving, caring family who should make you feel safe and happy. Her life was a nightmare and the so-called adults around her were monsters!

I’m lucky to have had good parents. My childhood was not always easy, but I always felt loved and protected by the adults around me. And it didn’t stop with my parents, it was grandparents and uncles and aunts, I was lucky enough to have a family who let me know I was loved from early on. And my children were lucky enough to have a good father due to how my parents and relatives raised me. And just as it was for me, my kids had more than a good father, their mother, their grandparents, uncles and aunts as well as cousins… they all had a part in the lives of my children. I’m not a perfect parent, nor were mine, but together as a family we did our best to raise happy, responsible human beings. It’s a healthy cycle that leads not only to happy childhoods and well-adjusted adults, but a better world in which we all live in.

I don’t need to say that kids that are abused and bullied have a higher chance of growing up to abuse and bully others. I don’t have to say that many serial killers were badly abused as a young child. I don’t have to say our children learn how to treat others from how they see us treat others. Everyone knows these things…

But maybe I do need to say, although we know these things, we are still failing the children of the world… severely.

Many children still live in poverty and do not get the proper nutrition needed to grow into happy, healthy adults. Think about that. We live in a world where so much of its resources are waisted and misused. Just walk into a buffet and look at how much food is thrown away.  I once worked for a super market, so much food spoils from being left out or just not sold in time, and it is thrown away. It’s not that there is not enough food to feed everyone, it’s just that we don’t really care to feed everyone. Only ourselves and then toss away what we can’t finish. Yes, think about that.

Children are still being sold into slavery and many believe children are property and belong to them. Religion helps cement that idea with some. Again, how will these children treated as slaves and worse ever grow to be happy, healthy adults?

It seems it is even harder for a young person to escape abuse today, when the internet is full of predators and cyber-bullying. More than ever children need good parents, good friends and families to help them to have a happy childhood and make it through all that is stacked up against them.

So to hear another story of how a child was abused, killed, and then discarded like trash by the very people the child looked to for love and protection from the evils of the world, makes me want to crawl into a corner and never come out, because it’s too difficult to look another human being in the eye knowing what they are capable of, knowing the world in which we all live.

That kind of thinking won’t help either. No matter how ugly the world can be, no matter how evil human beings can be, hope can never be lost… instead faith in understanding and change in how we are to each other must always prevail.

Though it is definitely not easy.

I used to think the worst thing you can do is take a child away from their parents. The story of little Bella shows this is just not true. And yet, reports to CPA are often fraudulent and it can be difficult to know what is best to do in some of those situations. Many people call CPA on others over disputes and grudges with no actual worry of the child’s welfare. Add to that poverty and drug addiction and it is not always understood what is best for the child or children in any one situation. Plus just because a child is taken out of a bad situation, it does not mean they won’t be put into a worse one.

So what do we do? Well for starters we need the right people doing the right jobs. Which includes, CPA, foster parents, teachers, etc. “It takes a tribe to raise a child” and today this is truer than ever.

But most of all we need those who are close to a child in trouble to step up and get that child the help they deserve so that they can have the hope they need.

We all deserve a good childhood to grow into happy, healthy adults. Again this isn’t just good for the child’s well-being but the future adults well-being. Therefore this should be the first issue on any discussion of a better America, a better world. Many of our other problems will solve themselves, if the lives of the youth were our number one priority.

Fat Mike, the lead singer of the band NOFX, has written a musical of sorts, that hopefully will make it to Broadway some day. It is called “Home Street Home” and is a look into the lives of young children who leave their homes to live on the streets. Some of the songs in it are lighthearted and need to be because of the serious subject matter. Other songs are almost too hard to listen too. But the album as a whole is important and tells the sad tale of how hard it is to be a young person in this world of adults who have forgotten what it is like to be a young person in this world.

I am posting 2 of these difficult songs below. As difficult as they are, they need to be heard:

If the story of Bella doesn’t make you want to scream out at the world…

If listening to these 2 songs doesn’t make you want to cry out at the injustice of being young without a voice…

If you aren’t really pissed at so-called humanity…

Well, than in my opinion, you are part of our biggest problem… and I only hope you are not a parent.

As for me, tears are pouring down the side of my face and I need a tissue, and I just can’t continue to write any more at this time.

25 Days Of Christmas Songs: Day One

I am working on the Lawless America post… I’m a little uneasy about it, and feel that once again this blog is teaching by example, “we are our own worst enemies”… but I’m like that curious cat that ignores the death awaiting it… unafraid of consequences… eye on the goal… understanding.

One month till the end of the year, and I just really feel I need to do some wrapping up here, and we got off to a great start, but with each post, new stuff arises… you know how that goes…

And although this will be a month of heavy posts, I’d like to have some ongoing lighthearted ones to keep with the festive holiday season! So I thought: CHRISTMAS SONGS!

And sorry, but due to how busy this blog will be this month, just trying to tie up this year of posts, I do not have time to get into any arguments on Christmas. I celebrate Christmas and am fine with those who don’t. Let’s just leave it there for now. I know people get all crazy on the subject of public display of Christmas, and I’d love to blog about all of that madness but, I’m not getting into all that, there’s just no time… maybe next Christmas we will be in a better place to discus such things… but not now… just accept that in Zero’s World there is Christmas music and know that it’s O.K.

I also get some people just hate Christmas music…  I drive everyone around me nuts playing it all month-long (Christmas movies too, but that’s another blog). So fine, just skip these 25 daily posts (but play this first one before you go).

For the rest of us, each day will be like cutting a link off that red and green chain each morning, counting down with a new song to play for each chain link… or like getting music instead of chocolate each time you open one of those doors on your Advent Calender!


Oh, and here’s the lyrics so you can sing along:

“Xmas Has Been X’ed”

It’s funny how some fables became historic
When the authors clearly wrote them to be metaphoric
But people will believe anything if it’s written
Especially in stone or ancient scroll
December 25th has been blacklisted
Since Dawkins found the proof Jesus never existed
It was the last thing anyone ever expected
Xmas has been X’d, No colored lights, no shopping sprees
No more presents under dead trees
St. Nick is dead but we don’t grieve
We celebrate the last Christmas Eve

Jesuits are slowly turning Dianetic
Protestants increasingly become agnostic
Pentecostal churches are hanging pentagrams
Priests and Nuns are molesting each other
Methodists and Baptists are claiming Buddhist
Evangelicals surprisingly are Nudist
But mostly everyone is trying to become Jew
Cuz Easter’s canceled tooNo more egg hunts, no Sunday mass
Fridays are fair, Wednesdays don’t ash
They canceled lent and slowed down fast
Enjoy Christmas cuz it’s your last
No shopping sprees (don’t worry son)
No more presents (We don’t need christ) under dead trees (We got eight nights)
St. Nick is dead (we got mitzvah) but we don’t grieve (They’re all canceled)
We celebrate (our Hanukkah) the last Christmas eve

Best God In Show

As I must have mentioned a thousand times, before I started the “Red & Black” Blog and got mixed up in all the madness that now is, I did other things online. A Vlog on YouTube, as well as other YouTube channels with music and fun stuff. I even made a few fan type videos where I took some of my favorite songs from my favorite bands and made a music video for it. I was gonna call it Zero T.V. (see I’m such a narcissist, how could any of you thought this blog was about you?) The first one I did got a few hundred views and some good comments. And since the latest comments on this blog seem to touch on the subject of this video I thought it needed to be seen here, on the blog.

As you might have noticed from the Valentine’s Vlog, Zero’s World now has its own YouTube (It’s now on the right, in “My Stuff”) and you can go there to find this video without reading this post. But since you already are reading, here is the link:

For all of you who worship the Bible and think they are going to be saved while their enemies will be condemned to hell, enjoy my video.

Here’s the lyrics if ya need ’em:

I have no consideration Zero mutual respect For billions who suffer from rational thought neglect I don’t wanna waste a sentence I don’t want a conversation That’s gonna end in disdain disbelief and aggravation

And I find it’s getting harder to hang out With grown adults who actually believe In Santa Clause and Noah’s Ark, and Their god is the best My distaste has turned into detest

Who would read a 2000-year-old medical journal? Techniques for blood-letting Advice on trichinosis Would you navigate the globe With a map of a flat Earth? Without DNA testing would you believe virgin birth?

And I find it’s getting painful to put up With grown adults who actually believe In unicorns and creation and god always takes their side That’s when my innocent jabbing turns snide

Thank god for the Grammy Thank god for the touchdown Thank god for blowing up the enemy’s sacred ground So how am I supposed to take anything you say seriously When you swap free will for faith, hope and pre-destiny?

And it’s getting agonizing to hang out With grown adults who actually believe Mythology and history trump physics and science My aversion has turned to abhorrence

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