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Weddings, Reunions, Dental vists, and SHAKE UPS!

So you may have noticed someone has been missing a lot lately. You may have even noticed when he goes missing he doesn’t always explain why. Well…yeah no real explanation, sorry for that.


In other news I have been gone meeting old friends, getting massive dental work, and being best man in a wedding. Shout out to Superfans Chris and Ania Moncrief(aka Superman and Lois Lane) who celebrated their love in the classiest of weddings this past weekend.


You crashed both the wrong and the right wedding.

You crashed both the wrong and the right wedding.

But that Shakeup word is here again for good reason. 


Things are about to get interesting. Not only has WDDIJ been dealing with the …well Hilarious nature of advertising negotiations, but as you may have noticed we’ve lost a few authors. These things are not points to worry over. Trust me. In fact, the very way you view WDDIJ is about to change for the better.


In a short explanation, we’re doing an overhaul.


Because at 5500 views, we are little less than halfway to the year two viewership goal, and its only been 3 months.

In short, I’ve been short sighted.


To remedy that, I had to get to work.

And believe you me, the work is paying off.

Launching this fall is our interview series “Imperial Dreams”

Launching sooner rather than later this summer is a new format to the website

And Look for some shake ups in the staff as well.

Nothing drastic folks, but we want you to have a great experience.

And we want you to come to us for more of your daily content.

SO we need to be a place you want to come to.

And since I’ve been slacking on that. It is time to pick up the pace.

Of course I could tell you so much more, but as you know…


– THE Ruthless Wonder

What’s the big deal?

The media has certainly brainwashed the general public. I swear the news could constantly report that the sky is pink and everyone would argue why the sky is really pink even though they are looking at the blue sky.


Major topics, right? I have a right to express my opinion on these topics yet someone will indeed, somewhere down the road, attack me for giving my opinion. Well, I recently have accepted defeat. (Not really)

Facebook is certainly the root of all evil these days. It’s a new addiction that people don’t even realize. Lately, I’ve been finding myself either arguing with people via Facebook or biting my tongue (well, biting my fingers) in order not to participate in the foolery!

“What are you doing?! That person is a fool and has no idea how dumb they look.” Those are the words I say to myself, sometimes. My dad always said, “See a fool, leave them a fool.”


WHY are you posting your racist ideas on Facebook?

WHY do you think your opinion on politics is important for everyone to read when you know nothing about even the foundation of politics besides George Washington was the first president of the United States? (By the way, do you all think Secret Service existed back then? Random.)

WHY don’t you reveal reliable sources of knowledge when you say these dumb things?!

I think the answer is because of fear, mis-education, and ignorance. People are constantly assuming that because they don’t understand something, then it’s wrong. That’s not always true, though. Thinking outside of the box is important to progress in this society. Learning the truth about new things even if we don’t agree with them will certainly help with our tolerance and expectations of the world as we go on day to day. But am I here to preach? No! Well, maybe a little. I just think it’s terrible to see how racist ideas flood into politics, economics, and religion.

A lawyer I just met recently said that it seems that many people who are not of black races are saying they elected President Obama twice so there must not be any racism in America. They did their job, problem solved! WRONG! It has gotten worse!! In fact, I believe that some people hide behind the fact that our elected President is of a black race and therefore their actions could not have possibly been out of racial hate or fear! (Yep, I said it!)

Please take note that I don’t make generalized statements that say ALL PEOPLE DO THIS OR THAT! Because it’s just not true. I don’t see color when I look at people. All my friends and family are alllll kinds of people. I love all people and it breaks my heart that I don’t share this trait with many others.

Soo0o Realistic Royalty, what is your rant, and what is your rave?

Please love everyone. Please read books, history books that tell the raw truth to the best it can. Please enter the world with your own mind and not what you heard from someone who heard it from someone. Please see your politicians as people who needed a job and are good at making people like them first before they hated them. Please look at others in the eye and I promise you’ll see way more than their skin!

Until next time…

Before this turns into a rant…

Before this turns into a rant…

I’ve said that phrase a ton of times before. And so have a few of my favorite pundits, journalists, bloggers, and generally opinionated friends. I normally use it to get some salient cohesive objective point in before the rage takes over and I start consuming things. One of the facets of civilized society that normally draws such ire that I have to use this phrase is the arts. Movies, theater, television, literature, music, and the like(admittedly I’m not much on deep art conversations). Often I find myself saying “Before this turns into a rant I actually enjoyed the…” But what causes that? What makes me feel the need to preface and briefly expound before letting loose with all deliberate vitriolic expedience? Well the answer is more complicated than I realized.

You just don’t want to seem unreasonable.

The long of it is no one wants to seem unreasonable in their opinion of something even if the opinion is as simple as The Hunger Games so horridly rips off Battle Royale I wish I could be the one bringing the lawsuit. That shouldn’t need defending. You should be able to just say it and roll. But the reality is even that statement needs some back up in conversation, lest you sound like a bandwagon hater.(Sidenote: A person with an actual reason to dislike something is not a hater. Haters lack reason and logic. Get your mind right simpleton) You have to toss in something specific you can call upon,  the characterization, the background of someone, the allegory, the metaphor, something that gives reason for you to dislike it as revisionist schlock trying to whitewash both its own book source material and the piece the author quite clearly ripped off. To do this you often do something like point out that other casting choices were done well, or the responses to the usual racists comments by people are good to see. They usually aren’t enough on their own but its a good play.

This is only the tip top tip of the iceberg.

The other reason really is that the issue you have isn’t limited to the single source that starts this rant. When you’re really looking to disparage in most cases spans numerous examples and is about the idea behind something and its use as much as it is about that initial setting off point. This can be as simple as believing that in the end people who dislike interracial relationships are antiquated dolts who deserve to lose their breathing privileges. But the reality is that idea goes to something much deeper. The notion that skin color should be in any way a determining factor in who dates/marries/fucks who. The concept that complexion is limited to certain ethnic classifications(A friend with the nickname snowflake(not given by me mind you), who is very much not a nordic blonde comes to mind).  The difference between preferences to help narrow down potential mates being far different from the racist quip; Don’t “holla” at me if you’re (insert race here). Those are really the things the rant is going to be about. but you have to start somewhere right?

You believe people know there is more than just the face value of the statement.

Especially with me, but with a lot of my ranting friends and mentors the above is the unspoken agreement we feel we have with everyone else. People listening to(or in this case reading) your rants already know that your initial point, the objective analysis, and your subjective notions are more than just face value. They may be things you actually value like the idea of what something someone did or a company is doing is more about a respect for a concept or idea or its audience that isn’t usually there. Sure you say: “Sony put the shotgun to Microsoft’s head and told it “Give my regards to Sega.(sidenote: that sentence hurt so bad to type. I loved Sega.).” And its pithy, and quotable, and basically true. But your listeners, readers, and watchers all know that it means you think Sony actually listened to what consumers want, and decided if Microsoft wasn’t going to give it to them then they were, and in return get loads of cold hard cash. And sure you’ll get around to saying that in some way shape or form during your rant, but you wanted to get that sniper shot in asap. There is something to be said here. It is important. But before I get into it laugh at this and let me take you on a wonderful ride of snark, analysis and intellect you probably weren’t expecting about video games, movies, music, or literature. Just everyday territory for you.

But hey that’s me and my ilk. What about you and yours? Leave a comment. Tell a story. If you happen to be a person I referenced above somehow(ranted to you, sparked a rant, explicitly named) feel free to comment. Especially if Sony wants to give me a PS4, Sega wants to send me a classic collector’s edition for the dreamcast, saturn, genesis, game gear, nomad, segaCD, and master system console, and games. Or hey Microsoft, if you feel like I didn’t give you a fair shake, send me an Xbo…X Box One and I’ll give it an honest try. Anyway comment below, email me at, you can also add me on google+ using the same email. Stay tuned. Sorry for the lateness and the first 3R’s segment is coming soon.

– THE Ruthless Wonder

Entertainment and You

Entertainment and You

Is entertainment a form of control used to keep us dumb? First let me say ‘get that tone out of your voice’. This is not a conspiracy theory that I’m stating here, though really i could see how it would all tie into the evil plot used by those shadow organizations to keep the masses in line. No what i’m suggesting is something simpler, but the meaning carries the same weight, if not heavier. Take a list of your favorite TV shows, the ones that you watch faithfully. The ones that you record, watch on NETFLIX, HULU and random streams all across the net. Now add up the ‘time’. You’d be surprised how much of your ‘time’ (if your like some people i know) is being wasted on programs that hold absolutely no real significant meaning in your life.

Everyday i boot up a game and play it for a couple of hours. None of these games have taught me much of anything. The argument for hand eye coordination might be valid, but there have to be more physically demanding ways to improve such a thing without slouching on a couch yelling at  people over a tiny microphone. But still i do it. Still i sit and play my games, marveling at the story, the graphics and maybe even the gameplay when i find something interesting enough. But that does not change my opinion of this subject, out entertainment comes at a heavier price than money.

Perhaps i am being too harsh on such things, maybe just a little too tightly wound for my own good so I’ll elaborate my opinion.

Bioshock. Now there was a game worth its salt. The story was solid, the gameplay had a small but potent twist on first person shooters and the world was vibrant enough to such you in with wonderfully dark character themes. I would dare say that out of all the games i can remember playing; Bioshock was by far one of the best when it came to story….well at least with FPS types. But what did i get out of the disc? Have i gained any knowledge that would benefit me? I didn’t burn enough calories to warrant sitting on my but for a good six hours. I didn’t earn any sort of real achievements  (XBOX Achievements don’t count). The sense of accomplishment was minimal, it wasn’t like i did something that made me better than before, nor was it a task rumored to be impossible. Infact, the whole point of playing the game, of making the game, is so that you can hear/experience the story. Failure in that regard will never be the end result unless you simply give up. Could you imagine the game with no checkpoints, no do overs, and no redemption feature? The chances of success would be so small that only a few would reach the goal, and that my friend would not do for the companies.

So here are the pros of playing and beating Bioshock, at least the pros that carry over into the real world. You witnessed a stimulating story that sparked a small part of your creativity, and now have been introduced into a concept you might not have ever thought possible before. Pro, you’re problem solving skills are still sharp. Nothing else matters. Not the difficulty (unless it effects the ending in a drastic way), not the completion rate(again unless it effects the story), and definitely not the in game achievements. So with three pros we naturally move onto the cons.

Now i can’t say that these cons are the same for everyone, that truly depends on you (just like the pros i suppose) but this is based off of me, so I’ll just use my own list. Con, i just gained excess fat from not burning the calories necessary for the food and drink I’ve consumed. Con, my eyes are just that much more stressed from staring into a screen for a prolonged period of time. Con, i gained no relevant knowledge that will serve me well in my day to day situations. Con, i believe that I’ve simply wasted what is perceived as time.

There could be more cons, and arguably more pros, but i don’t believe the pros will ever outweigh the cons. Sometimes, i understand, entertainment is needed in order to deal with the stress of life. Perhaps the true enemy here is over indulgence, a trait it seems most Americans share. If we limited the time we took to play around in our hobbies or stress reducers we could more than likely live with a better sense of balance. Like all things it seems, balance is the key to true happiness. Take some time and think about it, yea?

Flatlines, Fun times, and The Rebirth of Cool

Really quick, I want to say our thoughts and prayers go out to all of those affected by the severe storms and tornadoes that have ravaged the midwest. Specifically Oklahoma recently, and especially those who have lost friends and loved ones. Words Don’t Do It Justice is just a blog, but our hearts go out to you.

So I was away for a bit there. A long bit. I’d tell you we had a ton of traffic while I was out, but that’s a lie. Basically, I’ve been moving and unloading and starting up the study time for the bar. But I’m not alone around here at WDDIJ and Ronin and our guest bloggers have really been picking it up while I’ve focused on the chaotic bits of leaving Orlando and Graduation. Thanks for all the well wishes, and requests that I do not leave Orangeland. I wanted to address those before I get into a topic today. I know I know you miss my actual topics. Well I’m back to them after I stop this stalling of an introduction. Yeah, yeah, get on with it.

So why is the rebirth of cool in the title here? That’s the point today. I was writing a post that I decided not to publish on Chris Brown’s Fine China and its impact on R&B culture as both a song and video and Justin Timberlake’s Suit & Tie came on in that beer commercial. Oddly enough that was followed by the folks at What The Flick doing the review of The Great Gatsby. And some other less important things followed. But what was staring me in the face was the idea that we just might be coming into the return of classic cool.

Here’s what I mean. For whatever you think about hipsters they, like folks like myself have an unnatural love of the fedora. It may be the one thing they don’t annoy me with. Mad Men is still somehow going strong in its 6th season. Add that to the above mentioned stuff, as well as flicks like trance and hell why not toss in THE Ruthless Wonder’s return to KC to add to the mix and you have the rumblings of the more adult cool kids like me grew up seeing.

Now I’m not saying everyone is about to start sounding like we are extras in Casablanca and the Maltese Falcon. Pump ya breaks youngin. I’m saying there seems to be a backlash against the more juvenile swag, in favor of cool. These two things are not the same. Swag does shots of Ciroc while Cool has Bourbon. But that is no reason to hate Swag for being what it is. No, instead I’m saying it seems acceptable to be publicly cool again.

You just couldn’t be reserved, calm, fashionable yet not exactly trendy a while back. Heck not even recently to a certain point. Think about your wardrobe. Think about where you dine out. Think about your own mentality. For a while if you were between 18 and 40 and wanted to go out at all you were Turnt up/wavy/faded/whatever you like. It was the minority of people doing upscale evenings in classy fashion. Professional or not, all races, both genders, and anyone who might possibly be young enough to get in a club. It was pounding music, pounding drinks, and what have you.

And I hate to say this but we owe the ability to separate when we get that wild versus when we want to just kick back chill and look awesome to the oft maligned Bobby Bottle Service.  BBS made it possibly for you to look distinctly cool by getting over priced bottles(seriously I paid 200 for a Ciroc bottle that we all know is under 25 at a liquor store, but F it. GRADUATION!) and having a place to sit and look important. And while many a douchebag gym rat/”promoter”/”rapper”/”local celebrity”/dude tricking off to impress some woman out of his league/guys trying to live the dream above their means/…recent Law graduates have clearly embraced it making any place to stand and chill or sit and chill for a moment at a club cost some kind of premium, they have made it cool to not pack the dance floor so hard whether you can dance or not, that dancing equates to bump, “sorry man,” grind chick, slightly move arms, bump, “sorry man,” hand in air, bump, “sorry man” on repeat.

You can in fact call ahead most places buy a couple of bottles(shouts to the friends who don’t make me pay full price), have a table reserved, and then walk in through the velvet rope look cool and chill the whole night. maybe dance a bit and sing a long. Invite that Blonde Bombshell or Caramel Cutie over to your table to join you and the fellas with her friends and let’s face it. That’s cool. It was cool when you could do that in the 80’s, it was cool in the 70’s it was cool really at all points but it was such a minority of the party going public that did/could do it. Now I’m going to save the molly popping and raving and the European vacation stuff for another post but public Cool is back. Because I dare you to try to do that in a t-shirt and shorts with some J’s on. In any city, in any state. Yeah, thought so. Bobby Bottle Service has helped force us all to bring back a much more cool sense of style. And musically…let me save that for another day.

I’m just happy about it folks. And my JD. And coming back to the Almighty 816, but still got love for the 913. This may be the last happy post for a bit from your favorite super villain. But no more WDDIJ flatlines. I promise. Stay tuned for big news from us as well. And yes I will keep blogging through bar prep. This is my break time from studying.

– THE Ruthless Wonder

Not quite guilty a pleasure


So Thursday is a big post, as in I’ve been doing some fairly heavy for the average blogger research just to make sure I handle this right. Since I’m doing that big post and Ronin and Roddi aren’t quite ready to post yet I’m going to start on this subject and see where it goes. I was talking with woman I go to law school with who was talking about shows that were her guilty pleasures. You might think that her shows were something like Love and Hip Hop, basketball wives, mob wives, and whatever shows on E besides The soup and Chelsea Lately. But that wasn’t the case.

No, her guilty pleasures were of all things Elementary(aka American Sherlock), Girls on HBO, and Shahs of Sunset. Now I won’t bag on her for the last one, in writing this I googled the show, I am glad to say I’ve never watched it, my man card would have to be handed in. Girls though for all I hear from guys forced to watch it with their girlfriends, and some guys trying to hipster masculinity is a good show. Its comedy seems to thrive on awkwardness, but I wasn’t angry for the 20 minutes of it I endured to catch a Real Time with Bill Maher ep I missed.

No the big surprise of course is Elementary. Yes I realize it stars Jonny Lee Miller who I’ve barely paid any attention to since hackers except for when he lost out to Daniel Craig to play the next Bond. Yes I know they made Watson female and Lucy Liu. Yes I know it is on CBS. That doesn’t make it a guilty pleasure though. This is a famed detective we are talking about. It isn’t like they made Holmes an alien solving crimes in Atlantis with a bunch of psychedelic colors and ABBA blaring in the background as a soundtrack(I already own that idea people). This is modern crime drama using classic formula, and well known characters. I was a bit dumbfounded. But this shouldn’t have been a surprise for me either. And I’ll tell you why after this list of shows.

Battlestar Galactica

Top Gear

Burn Notice



A Different World

Law & Order Criminal Intent

The Dead Zone

The Daily Show


Warehouse 13

Mad Men

Walking Dead

The Simpsons

Family Guy

Bob’s Burgers

NCIS Los Angeles

Now I’m sure you’re wondering what in the world the list was for. This Is not a list of shows you need to watch to understand this blog. Though I wouldn’t mind compiling that sometime. It could get interesting. No, this is the list of shows I have at one point or another in the last 5 or 6 years that someone has called their guilty pleasure(other than the person at the beginning of course).  Notice something else about those shows? Yeah you do. You probably already have picked 2, 3 or even more shows you watch in that list. And you don’t consider them a guilty anything. They just are your show right? Yeah I was there with you whenever someone said that.

This conversation led me to the idea that words and phrases really don’t mean what they used to. Now some cynical prick would blame media, the internet, the coarseness of our language, the Illuminati, G.W. Bush maybe, for all of this. I’m not that guy. I just think the idea of what is and is not a “guilty pleasure” like a few other seemingly common phrases are so subjective that they don’t work in objective conversations. Here’s what I mean. If I somehow slipped fell cracked my head open and wound up in the hospital unable to change the channel away from Property Virgins or Extreme Home Makeover, and then after I recovered and went home kept watching the show that would be a guilty pleasure for me.

Does that make me some elitist prick who looks down on everyone around him until they prove themselves Uber enough to hang with me? Of course not, there are tons of other reasons I do that. No it means that is my particular standard for judging something as so far out of my normal interests that it is a guilty pleasure. Your standard may be so divergent that it seems like my usual watching habits. Same with most subjective standards that come out of dime store colloquial phrases from the American Lexicon.

So in the end there is as understanding of someone’s guilty pleasures as there is of why people don’t watch certain shows. Perplexingly pointless if I do say so myself. Just say your favorite show and get on with the conversation. Unlike you are some odd hardcore fan of Shahs of Sunset, or in the alternative Amish Mafia. In which case I have some friends in white coats that want to take you to a magically land of Valium and group share time. Pay no attention to the padded walls and bars on the doors. For the rest of you with logic and reason, this post was “Elementary.” So I’ll sign off by saying good night, and truly good luck.

– THE Ruthless Wonder